A/N: Sorry about the wait my favorite people. I had to go to the doctor and have a steroid shot put behind my knee cap. I will say that hurt like the devil. and haven't been able to get this up. I hope you all like the new chapter. Thank you all for love my weird story. Not beta'd sorry again.
"Stay at my side tonight," Marcus whispered, moving to the other vampires standing beside Albus.
"I would like to introduce Alexander and Ophelia to the Order," Albus said as he introduced the elders to the Order. "They have been awoken due to the laws Viktor has broken in their world. Do you know why he has begun moving faster?"
"He's a vampire," Ron spoke up. "Death and carnage would sort of be his thing."
"Not every vampire is set on death and carnage," Ophelia said, slightly glaring at Ron. "Viktor, on the other hand was no one to be controlled. He had told us this plan of his, but it was over a millennia ago.
"Marcus had told us of what Viktor has done in our absence," Alexander spoke, cutting Ron off before he could say more. "Besides his main mission of destroying everything, he has one focus. He wanted someone strong like him at his side. Not just one of us but someone with special abilities. A witch for example. After that, Giving vampires full reign to create a perfect world in his eyes."
"Who is his focus?" Mr. Weasley asked looking fascinated at the information.
"The other reason would be me," Hermione said drawing the attention of the room to her. She knew her secret was about to be revealed to all. There was no stopping it now.
"Of course because you need to be in the center of attention. All Malfoy's do." Ron sneered at her from across the table. Glaring at her family standing behind her.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "This has nothing to do about being center of attention or being a Malfoy. Stop trying to destroy my family's name," Hermione hissed as she glared at Ron.
"Your family's name was destroyed after the war. Why would Viktor, an Elder vampire, give a damn about you?"
"Do you not release who she is?" Ginny blurted out frowning at her brother. "Think hard, although I know it will be difficult for you."
"You were right, Hermione; he never was the bright one out of your little golden trio." Draco sneered, looking down on Ron.
"After seven years, Hermione, you finally show back up here?"
"I never left Ronald. I have been right here, the entire time." Hermione's began stalking Ron like prey as she walked around the table. "Viktor destroyed my life. He has a sick obsession with me."
"Hermione, why didn't you try contact us?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "We would have helped you."
"Are you seriously asking that? Why would I contact any of you after what you did to me? I will say it pales in comparison to what Viktor did. The moment I said Malfoy you all threw me out like yesterdays garbage." Hermione let out a dark laugh. "As for helping me, what you have truly done? What could you have done? Tell me?"Hermione barked out.
The room remained silent.
"The only ones who have even cared for the past seven years, has been my family and Severus. So again I ask, why would I come you any of you for help?" Hermione growled the last part.
Mrs. Weasley looked down, giving no answer.
"Is he the reason—," Harry stopped as Hermione looked at him. The realization of who turned Hermione finally hit him.
"Yes, Harry he is," Hermione said looking away from him. The look in her eyes was pensive. It looked as if she was reliving her memories.
"The reason for what?" Mr. Weasley asked cautiously.
"You really want to know what happened that night." Hermione spoke, not looking up from the ground. Her voice was dark and twisted, and it did not sound like the normal Hermione. Her tone set the room on edge.
Remus's werewolf senses perk up at the sound of her voice. It sounded like his when the werewolf took over in him. Sharing a worried look with Sirius, Remus moved his hand closer to his wand.
"What did he hurt your feelings and tell you that you had a bad grade," Ron mocked, walking around the table.
In the blink of an eye, Ron was pushed down and he slid across the floor, his shoulders hitting into someone's legs. "What the bloody hell? What are you?" Ron exclaimed, pointing forwards towards Hermione but she wasn't there.
"You're about to find out," she said from above him. "Trust me."
Grabbing him by his robes, she hauled him to his feet. Ron paled as he looked at her face. "What the bloody Hell?" Ron exclaimed.
"This is what happened that night, thanks to Viktor." Hermione turned to the rest of the order. Her eyes were black in the center, fading out to red. Veins ran down from her eyes and the points of her teeth showing as well. Gasps were heard through the group of people. "Oh please, don't look so shocked on my account, and before you all ask the obvious question, yes, I am a vampire." Ron struggled to get away from her.
"Stop struggling," Hermione commanded looking in Ron's eyes. He stopped instantly. "Much better."
"Hermione!" Mr. Weasley gasped, looking her over.
"Oh no, your sweet Hermione isn't here," she growled out. "She's stepped out for the moment, fighting to get back in. She does not let me out much. She suffered though the venom of an elder bite. She begged Severus to kill her, screamed at him actually, to end the pain. See, a vampire elder's venom in a wizard has a nasty effect. The venom enhances a person's strengths."
"There is a reason we elders never bite witches or wizards. It means she is as powerful as an elder is. Her magic makes her stronger. If she truly let go, Hermione could hold the same form an elder can," Ophelia explained standing back letting things unfold.
"A witch or wizards' powers roll off of them and normally deters vampires form biting them," Alexander added, watching Hermione as well. "With her reputation, knowledge and not to mention magic; for Viktor she was the perfect person to be at his side."
"Let my son go, please," Mrs. Weasley begged. "I'm begging you."
"It's so touching to see how much you care for one another," Hermione said as tears rolled down her face. "So fearful that I may just take my revenge out on him, snapping his neck or draining him dry. I should, it would be so much fun. I don't get to come out and play much."
"No," Hermione's soft voice ground out, fighting for control.
"I can give you the revenge you thirst for," the vampire laughed out. "It will be so simple, a quick flick of my wrist and his neck can shatter so easily. Let go we can work together, it makes life easier."
"Hermione try to calm down," Severus said, moving closer to her. He moved slowly, not wanting Hermione to kill the pig in her hand.
Hermione's red eyes snapped to his, "Sweet Severus, It's," She paused looking him over seductively. Her eyes caught Sirius standing behind the potions master. She smirked before finishing her sentence. "Been some time and you look as good as ever. I have to wonder if you taste the same, maybe I'll find out."
"Yes it has." Severus agreed not responding to the last of her statement, although the memories of her ran through his mind.
"Yes, because the only one that cares for you is a greasy git and a Death Eater family," Ron spat. She had told him to stop struggling, not to be quiet.
The last shred of Hermione's control snapped, and she latched her jaws onto Ron's neck. Ron let out a scream, though he was unable to move. She dug her teeth in as much as she could, causing blood to run all down the front of her. Quickly ripped away, Hermione locked in Marcus's arms she struggling to go after Ron again. Hermione's hands let out a red mist that surrounded Ron and began to eat his life force.
Ron went ridged and paling as he hit the ground.
"Enough!" Marcus commanded.
Hermione stilled in his arms though her gaze was still locked on Ron. Harry and Remus were near him stopping the blood and closing the wounds.
"Look at me," Severus said, placing his fingers under her chin. The blood from her face coated his fingers. Hermione looked at him and he could see she was still angry. The veins receded from her face and her iris remained red.
"I'm fine," Hermione whispered as Marcus released her. Standing tall before them, even as Ron's blood still dripped down her. He clothes coated with his blood down the front. Looking at the members of the Order she spoke. "I also lost something very precious to me that night. I lost the child I was pregnant with," Hermione said, glancing at Sirius. The room stopped and turned to look at Sirius, who appeared to be in pain.
"Yes, the child was Sirius's," Hermione hissed. "Glad I didn't have to spell that out for you, too. Viktor brutalized, raped, and turned me into a vampire. That is the consequence of kicking me out that night. I left walking right into that. Do not believe for one second that I am the same person I was. Next time, I will have no problem draining him dry."
"Because you're a monster! You should have died that night," Ron growled as he sat up holing his neck where she bit him.
Hermione glared at Ron. "I know and I did. Other than that Albus, this meeting is finished, unless Viktor makes his move soon there will be no more meetings like this. I will still fight to end Viktor but other then that I am done.
"We need to speak," Hermione said, looking at Marcus. The two of them left the room with Alexander and Ophelia.
"Do you know how long it took me to make her believe she isn't a monster?" Severus asked in a deadly calm.
"As long as you were fucking her, she wasn't a monster, right?" Ron said smugly.
Severus's onyx eyes flashed murderously as he grabbed Ron by the front of his robes. "If you even breathe wrong in her direction again, I will make you understand why I was in the inner circle of Death Eaters. As for me, 'fucking her' as you put it, what went on between Hermione and I is our business and our business alone," Severus hissed shaking. He was trying very hard not to kill the boy in front of him. "Now get out."
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Sirius watched Severus make his exit from the room. The protectiveness Severus held for Hermione bothered him more then he liked to admit. If he was honest, he hated the idea of him anywhere near Hermione.
"Sirius," Narcissa said, drawing Sirius from his thoughts.
"Yes?" Sirius answered, clearing his throat
"Hermione sent me. She would like to speak with you, but after that display, I need to say come back tomorrow morning. I know she would hate if she hurt you," Narcissa said, speaking softly. She smiled when she saw Sirius's eyes light up.
Sirius needed to go to Gringotts tomorrow.
A/N: Hermione's little meeting with the Elders will be explained later on. Got have some secrets. ;)