Disclaimer - I own this not! Based on L.J. Smith's Night World and J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter. Love it - you know you can't resist!
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--- Night World … love was never so scary.
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Let's recap. Harry and Draco died. Seven years passed, in which Hermione and Ron got married and had a little girl. Harry and Draco were reborn - as Carys and Evrand if you haven't realized. Hermione had her second child, a son, and Lucius saved Ron from being murdered by people after the newly reincarnated Carrie and Ev. Any questions? Let's get on with the story.
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--- Night World … love was never so scary.
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"The Night World isn't a place. It's all around us. It's a secret society of vampires, werewolves, witches, and other creatures of darkness that live among humans. They're beautiful and deadly and irresistible to humans.
The Night World laws say it's okay to hunt humans. It's okay to toy with their hearts, it's even okay to kill them. There are only two things you can't do with them.
1) Never let them find out that the Night World exists
2) Never fall in love with one of them.
At least those were the old rules.
Things were changing. The old powers were awakening. More and more Night Worlders found their soul mates, and among humans as often as not.
The Night World is divided, by those who wish to coexist with humanity and those who either want to destroy or enslave humanity.
Circle Daybreak and Circle Midnight.
Circle Daybreak started as a witch organization. A witch circle. But it's not just for witches. It's for humans and vampires and werewolves and shapeshifters … and, well, anybody who wants to help Night People and humans get along.
Most of the witches were in Circle Daybreak, while most of the vampires and the darkest were in Circle Midnight.
The shapeshifters - werewolves were considered the lowest of the low among them - have not decided which side to join, although individuals are on both sides. They waited for the royal family's decision - the family with true dragon blood in their veins allowing them to actually choose their animal form.
The awakening of dragons, by Circle Midnight, began to shift the balance. The dragons were most likely to join Midnight, considering that their kind were put to sleep and buried millennia ago by the witch queen. Whichever side they joined, they would be followed by the shapeshifters." The blond witch sighed as she finished speaking, and pushed white-blond hair from her eyes with one hand.
"So you mean to say that there are two secret societies of magic?" Hermione said, smiling faintly. "And neither side has been aware of one another all this time? Incredible. The vampires - the shape shifters - the dragons - they're all completely different than the ones we know of -" It was clear that she was itching to do some research. She was barely aware of the little boy she was holding so gently. His name was Randyl, and he was a cute little thing with dark, curly, red hair and hazel eyes. He gurgled quietly to himself as the adults talked.
"It seems that way, from what you've explained about the witches and wizards… I had no idea…" the young woman murmured. She too, was holding a little boy, with blond hair and amethyst eyes - he looked just like her except for him being a bouncing baby boy and she a lithe young witch.
"Weird," Ron mumbled, not too interested in the conversation. He would have been, except for the little one he held. Harry. No; Carys or Carrie. He couldn't call the boy Harry or the poor kid would get confused. Carrie had black hair, but his eyes… they kept shifting color from moment to moment. "His eyes…"
"He got that from his mother," Lyre commented. "A peculiar trait… passed down from the first vampire, Maya. Carrie is lamia. Born vampire. He's actually distantly related to me and mine - thousands and thousands of years ago Maya the first vampire and her twins sister Hellewise was the first of my line." She sighed, then smiled at Hermione who seemed to be soaking up the information like a sponge. "I suppose you'd like to look at the records? We've got quite a lot, but they aren't in great condition…"
"Yes, oh yes!" Hermione's eyes shone. "I - I now know what I want to do with my life."
Ron choked.
"Other than love you and raise our children, darling. I want to restore the Night World records properly, and introduce our two secret societies. It will take a long while to do it properly, but I think we have time." She glanced at the babies. "Ten years, actually. I intend these boys to go to Wizarding school."
"B-but Carrie isn't a wizard! He's a vampire, a-nd Evrand's magic is different-" Lyre stammered. Hermione was a bit -frightening- at times.
"It's my point. There are different kinds of magic, and those need to be taught. I'm sure your magic and our magic are just different forms of the same thing and we could learn so much from each other.." she sighed happily ".. and as for Carrie, I know he can't learn magic. At least not our kind. From what I understood, vampires have forms of mind powers quite unlike our abilities with magic. But it will be safer in a Wizarding school and he needs to be with Evrand."
"She's got it all planned out," Ron sighed. There was no point in resisting.
"But your schools wouldn't let-" Lyre began again, before 'Mione cut her off.
"Exactly! I am starting a new school. One for Night World and the Wizarding world too."
"You're serious," Ron shook his head. "I can't believe it. Do you know how much that's going to co-"
"Cost?" Hermione grinned, in a rather scary fashion. "Harry left us everything in his vault, along with the majority of his possessions. We can afford it, and it's for him anyway."
The flame-haired man sighed and gave up. They were going to start a school. Bloody hell.
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The name of the school was Daybreak Academy for the Talented, or as the students liked to call it, Daftt. It was the brainchild of Hermione Granger. They taught both types of magic, as well as Muggle lessons. Although the setting was not nearly as grand as Hogwarts had been to the Headmistress, it quickly became known as the best school of witchcraft and wizardry in North America, and was among the top five in the world. Unlike most magical institutions, it educated from the age of six, and it provided transport so children could return home every weekend. As the students got into higher levels, however, they tended to return home only on holidays.
"Ah!" Headmistress Hermione Weasley noticed something worrisome from the window, as she flung it open to let in the morning air. "BOYS! STOP FIGHTING THIS INSTANT!"
Three boys were fighting tooth and nail.
Since one of the three was a vampire… there was a lot of bleeding.
Carys stopped immediately, contrite, as his two best friends continued to beat each other pulpy. "Guys, stop," he tried to pull them apart. He got kicked in the face, and fell down next to the brawling pair.
"You hit Carrie!"
"So did you!"
And so it went… the lil vampire sighed and waited for the Headmistress to show up and yell at them.
"Detention," the witch stated simply upon reaching them. No yelling, no glaring, no lecture, and that made it so much worse. "Tonight, at eight. Don't be late."
"I was going to go flying with Carrie!" Randyl complained, disgusted.
"Shouldn't have teased him, then," Evrand scowled as Carys walked away from them looking miserable. Ev had tackled Ran after he'd teased Carrie about the one thing that would have really upset the boy - that he couldn't do magic like all their friends. "Have any idea how that hurts him, that he can't do magic with us?"
"B-but he's a vampire! Vampires can't do magic, he knows that, and he was trying anyhow. That was just stupid. He's going to live forever, he's stronger than we'll ever be, and has awesome m-mind powers!" However, Ran regretting making his friend feel bad… there was nothing they could do about it. Could they?
"Maybe vampires can do magic, of a sort. Not just the mind stuff," Ev said thoughtfully. "The vampires of the Wizarding world… what are they like? Do they have any powers?"
"I don't know," Randyl said, uncertainly. "Mum and da don't talk about them much. To me at least. They're really busy…"
"Yeah," Ev shrugged, wiping blood off his cheek - not knowing whether it was his, Ran's, or Carrie's. He felt exhausted from that fight…
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"Fine." If you ignore the trickle of blood from scalp, the bruises forming, the broken nose… "Are you?"
"I've had worse."
"Yeah, me too. We should catch up with Carrie… if we hurry we might get a half hour of flying before we hafta go see the Headmistress."
"Yeah… she's scary, she is…"
"She's your mom."
"Don't remind me."