Told ya I would update soon didn't I?
Alex POV.
I was currently sitting on a big boulder by the river that I had passed a hour ago.
My thoughts were all clear now, thanks to my 'meals.' The next thing that I need to figure out is where I want to go from here.
Going back to the U.S. would be useless, considering that I'm already across the Atlantic ocean. I suppose that it would be wasteful to not stay here in Europe. Even if I have to deal with the wizards, it might cause trouble if I go to another continent. Like the old man said, they would come and 'find me.'
Originally, I would have laughed at the thought.
Now, I can't say I would put it past them.
Which brings me back to my problem: where to go. I could easily rent a house, but I don't feel like taking the time to do it. It would be wasteful considering that-
I already bought a house…
Oh.
I'm a little surprised that I didn't think of it before. Around 1933 I had a house built not to far from here when I decided it was time to get out of the states due to the depression. I hadn't been there in years.
I remember vividly that there was a river by it and if you went upstream you could easily find the house.In that case, a new thought came to mind:
Was this the river?
My eyes quickly scanned my surroundings. Knowing that I haven't been here in a long time, it's a big possibility that this is the wrong river.
But I think that this is one of the moments that the saying 'you don't know till you try' comes into place.
On that note, I took off upstream. My eyes were scanning the woods in front of me. Once I was a few miles from where I was, I saw the back of a house. I started to grin.
Increasing my speed I ran around the house and stopped in front to examine it.
The house was exactly as I remembered, it had a black fence surrounding it, though it was rusting. The house itself had many windows and was quite large. The glass and door looked antique, which is to be expected. The house had vines going up the sides and had a reddish tinge that was on the white paint. It almost looked like a gothic Victorian style.
Some people might think that a weird family lives here, (via Adams family) but I don't think that anyone would jump to a conclusion that a vampire to lives here. Well, I wouldn't expect one to live in it, but I don't really have a say, do I?
I carefully started to walk up the steps incase if there was rotting wood. Once I made it to the top in one piece, (as if wood could hurt me) I slowly opened the carved door.
The inside interior wasn't exactly helping with the gothic/Adams family theory.
The color scheme of the whole house seemed to center around crimson red (a personal favorite) white and black. All in all, it's ironic. Personally, I enjoy the color red and…
I think I need to repaint.
The furniture was all covered in white sheets. I took off one and under it appeared to be a small table with a red vase that had a very complicated pattern and dead flowers.
Lovely.
Looks like it's time to roll up my sleeves.
I spent a whole two hours polishing and cleaning until everything was up and running again. From where I walked in led to the living room that was quite spectacular if I do say so myself. You could go into the kitchen from toe living room and from the kitchen to the dining room (not that I would every use them.) There was also an extra bathroom that was completely beautiful.
Back to the living room there was a great staircase with glass rails going up to the next floor. The top floor was just as beautiful as the bottom. The walls facing the kitchen were also made of glass. There were a few spare bedrooms that could be used for anything.
At the end of the hall there were a bunch of windows together that on looked the front yard. The same pattern happened at the other side of the hall except the view was towards the forest.
I had to clean every room until there was only one left to tackle.
And that was my room.
I decided that I might as well get a move on.
I opened the door and the room itself was immediately one of my favorite things about the house.
The colors seemed to consist of a deep red and black, which didn't bother me too much. My cd collection was pushed to the far side of the room, along with a stereo system. A black leather couch was to the right wall and windows were along the other side of the room.
Two doors were on my left of the room. I went into the first one. This room, to my great surprise, was another bathroom. It was complete with a vanity and a huge shower.
It was pretty refreshing.
The other door led to my closet. To say that I didn't like clothes would be a lie. Vampires often had the tendency to look good. A high heeled shoe of a skirt isn't uncomfortable as humans might think.
Quite honestly, I think its nice to, well, look nice.
After spending ten good minutes cleaning everything in the room, I wondered around the house to look at my handy work.
I really can't believe that I forgot about this house.
As I was walking past the mirror in the living room I nearly groaned. Blood was still dripping down my chin and neck. I felt the venom start to pool in my mouth, looking at blood always made me a bit thirsty. On the bright side my eyes were a full topaz color. I was probably good for another two weeks or so.
Looking at myself I remembered the note that the old coot had put inside my pocket. Glancing at the clock I realized that it had been a full 14 hours since I saw my 'captives.'
In all honesty, what harm could a note do? When I touch it could it turn me in to a frog? Somehow I didn't think it could.
I reached down to my pocket and took the small scrap of paper out. With a resigned sigh I opened it up. Loopy handwriting greeted me.
Dear Alexandra,
(I barley refrained from scowling)
I am sure you have done all you have wanted so far, and I hope you have had a pleasant rest of the day. Remember, I am expecting you back at headquarters whenever you find yourself available, but still within twenty-four hours after you left. Keep in mind, I will come find you if you don't come. Watch out for the ferrets.
Yours Always,
Albus P.W.B. Dumbledore
My first thoughts were centered about how would the old coot know that I have done everything I had wanted to do? I quickly reread the letter.
"Watch out for the ferrets?" I questioned out loud.
Looking back I really wish I hadn't done that.
On the word 'ferret' The world started to spin and emerge in different colors. I felt like all of the walls were pressing in on me, threatening to break. Even though vampires don't need to breath it was getting really uncomfortable. The walls kept coming in and I thought I was going to be a little compact box in no time.
Suddenly, The pressing stopped and with a huge jolt, I realized that I just landed on the floor. When I opened my eyes I realized that I was now in the same room that I had left hours ago. My back was against the floor so I was able so see the place quickly.
Same people too.
Moody was looking at me. His hand kept twitching to his wand. Rather surprising seeing as almost everyone else had their wands already drawn.
Severus was looking at me coldly (surprise surprise) with a sneer on his face. You'd think that I was scum on the bottom of his shoe.
He loves me, really.
More and more familiar people I saw. My eyes landed on Tonks who waved cheerily at me. Finally my eyes came to rest on Dumbledore. Quite honestly, he hadn't changed much.
There was the same twinkle in his eyes and he seemed to be sucking on a candy while looking down at me. That's when I realized I was still on the floor.
I got up and leaned against the wall beside me. I had completely forgotten the mess on my face, so dearest Tonks decided that I didn't know it was there and took it on herself to enlighten me.
She reached in her pocket and pulled out a towel (God knows why she had one there) and walked over to hand it to me.
"You have a little, ah, blood on your face." She said while making gestures at her own face. She held the towel out for me to take.
I didn't really want to stay looking like a mess, so I grabbed the towel.
"Thanks Tonks."
As I was wiping the blood off my face Tonks leaned on the wall by me. I studied her carefully. Tonks really isn't as bad as other people in here (coughseveruscough)
When I was done wiping my mouth I looked at the bloody towel and offered it back to Tonks. She smiled hesitantly and said that I could keep in.
Naturally I just shrugged and put it in my pocket.
Dumbledore cleared his throat for our 'undivided attention.' He was smiling at me.
"I'm very glad that you were able to join us, though I am a bit surprised. I wasn't expecting you until later."
I nearly rolled my eyes.
Then I heard someone mumble from the corner that they wished that I wouldn't come at all. At first I thought it was one of the red heads, but then my eyes landed on Severus.
"Believe me Severus," I started to say. My face was a mask of seriousness. "from the time I left through the window I missed you charming company immediately." Of course he sneered at me and said"
"I personally feel that you being here creates a risk for all of us and we all would be much happier if you weren't here."
That hurt. Really.
My eyes turned to Dumbledore
"Is that what you all think? That my being here is only a risk for you?" my voice was incredulous.
Before Dumbledore could answer Severus started to speak again.
"The last time I checked you weren't in danger of being eaten."
Quite honestly, they weren't doing so well in the friendship area.
Except maybe Tonks.
…And the old coot.
Well….at least their trying.
"Just ignore Snape, I do." Tonks whispered to me.
"No, they should know." I said, not bothering to lower my voice.
Instead of looking at Snape I was turned to Dumbledore. He was watching me intently. I pointed to myself for emphases.
"Me, along with any other vampire I have contact with, could be implicated if this ends badly."
"I'm sure it won't come to that." Dumbledore said with a note of finality.
I opened my mouth to protest but he cut me off.
"Before we begin I would like to introduce you to the rest of the Order."
On that note he had everyone go in a circle and introduce themselves to me. Altogether, not really a bad bunch.
Dumbledore took control again.
"Now that your back, I think we can get started with the questions." He was so cheerful. How anybody could be this happy I know not.
I ran a hand nervously through my hair. I have never ever even considered telling the immortal worlds secrets. Sure, good vampires who actually cared when turning another humans into vampires stuck around to explain things. I suppose that their not necessarily good or caring because I heard this one vampire's story, and it was not good at all.
But anyway, when it's that kind of situation its excused. Oh, I don't know. The two vampires are on even ground, but since none of these people are vampires I'm not sure that it necessarily…..
"Are you ready, Alexandra?" Dumbledore said, breaking me out of my musings.
I bit down on my bottom lip. Everyone was looking at my with their eyebrows creased. Snape had his eyes narrowed into slits.
"Is something wrong, Alexandra?" Dumbledore pressed. I gave out a sigh.
"The thing is that if I told you what comes with being a vampire I'd be breading the rules, and broken rules desire consequences." I tried to explain.
If anything this only confused them further. Snape seemed to decide that it was time for another heart warming comment.
"I assumed that the only rule vampires had was kill as many people as possible." His voice filled with sarcasm.
"Of course not!"I snapped at him. I wasn't really in the mood for sarcasm.
"Then perhaps you could explain, after all we are not exactly completely mortal either." Dumbledore tried to calm my nerves.
It kind of worked.
"A vampires first rule is to keep our existence a secret. We couldn't afford to have the humans know about us. The results would be chaotic." I explained. I started to slide down into the nearest chair.
Dumbledore was nodding thoughtfully.
"This of course makes sense, how about we start with your own story to get a better understanding of yourself?" he suggested.
After a moment I nodded.
