The gardens of the Anguigena clan were almost always peaceful. Hundreds of years ago it was built with cages for the then Master's zoo. Thats why its so beautiful and filled with tress and ponds. Then a few centuries later the cages were taken away and it was designed as a meditation place for that Master. That's why it was so peaceful and sported waterfalls and even more scenery. Today, hundreds of years later, its the most beautiful places on the grounds and is used for a place where the clan members can relax and steal away from the world.

"You never listen to us!"

I did say almost always peaceful, right?

"You guys aren't thinking straight!"

The gardens were currently inhabited by Kylen Eagle and his nieces. The argument had been going on for half a hour, but the fight had been going on for years. The twenty-two year old twins, though normally carefree, were shaking in anger at their uncle.

"Why can't he go to Hogwarts? He's been training for ten years straight! He's still a kid! Let him be one for once, instead of some machine!"

"He has to train, Nicole! No one else can defeat Voldermort. You know that!"

"We know! We're not stupid! And we're not asking for him to retire and get fat. We're asking for him to actually be able to have a normal year for once, you know, like a normal kid?"

"Fine! But what's a real reason for him to go? Because, I'm not seeing one!"

Electra jumped forward and grabbed her sister who looked ready to lunge at her uncle. Not having much of a choice, she silently stunned her and gently dropped her on the ground. Her sister was strongly protective of Harry and his wellbeing. It was most likely the product of her being the one who drank Harry's blood during the turning and in turn him receiving more of her blood than anyone else's. Electra turned to Kylen, for once the calmer of the two twins.

"Why won't you let him go?"

"Same reason as before. Why should we send him there? Nothing will come of it."

"Nicole already said Kylen. Training's good, but you have to eventually stop. He can't do it the rest of his life. You are going a bit overboard. You sent him to the Saedicio clan. You know how brutal they are? Even Nicole and I don't mess with them."

Kylen avoided the young women's eyes. He knew that the rival vampire clan was too much for a teenager, but that didn't mean he wanted to admit he was wrong.

"And what is he gonna do after he kills Voldermort? Go back to training for the next dumbass who wants to control the world? No. He needs a real life. Not going from creature to creature, clan to clan. He needs to know how to actually live."

Electra stopped and was filled with sympathy at her uncle's guilty face. She continued in a softer tone.

"Besides, we can pay off that debt to the king of southern Atlantis by having Harry watch over the Hogwarts mermaids for a year. They're almost as protective over sea life as Nicole is over Harry. Placing one of our strongest warriors right over the mermaids, one of the greatest water beings there are, will make them happy. I'm sure it will be enough for them water training Harry."

Kylen sighed and looked over at the sunset. Both the twins were being more reasonable than him. It was a strange and foreign concept.

"Okay, I see your point. Have you talked to the Master, yet?"

Electra smiled, "We talked a few days ago. A letter has already been sent to the Headmaster about Harry's return. We just figured we'd let you feel involved by asking you."

Kylen frowned then realized Nicole was still stunned on the ground.

"You better wake her up soon. I'm going to call Harry. See you at dinner."

Electra watched Kylen's back as he walked away, before pulling out her wand. She then turned to her sister preparing to revive her. She stopped with her wand half raised before she turned to the cold stream next to her, to her sister, then back to the stream, then to her sister. Smirking, she put her wand back up.

The last thing Kylen heard before exiting the garden was a loud splash followed by the cursing voice of Nicole Eagle.

In an abandoned subway station deep in the heart of London ten people stalked deeper and deeper into the darkness showing no fear of what lay ahead. Five were men dressed in torn black jeans and trainers with there fist bandaged up in black. The five women were dressed the same, though with black t-shirts and some in leather jackets. They were obviously looking for a fight and that was exactly what they were going to get.

Near the front of the group was a young man, looking as ready for a fight as the rest, but not as bloodthirsty. His black hair was in a fauxmohawk and the tip of it was dyed green. His emerald green eyes were set in a handsome faced that appeared to be eighteen though he was actually two years younger. He stood at 6'3, a few inches shorter than the older men, and had a tattoo of a lion encircled in a snake on his right shoulder blade with a tribal tattoo on his left forearm. His face broke into a arrogant smirk as they entered a dimly lit section of the subway where about sixty other vampires were gathered dressed in different colors.

The young man and the Saedicio clan walked up to the circle drawn in blood where the other groups of vampires were gathered, sneering at their future opponents.

"You're up second, Leo. Think you can handle it?" A large man leaned over to him and spoke in a gruff voice. Harry nodded as they pushed through the crowd, closer to the ring. The clan had no care for the less powerful vampires of lesser clans. They always ruled in the underground fight clubs and no rookies were going to change that.

The only non clan person they allowed close to them was Harry, but tonight was the night that he would fight to earn they're respect, by destroying Justin Douay, a fighter in a rival clan who killed the vampire who had Harry's place last time. Even though the Saedicio clan was brutal and would cause as much pain as possible, they barely killed in fights unless they had reason. And killing one of the best fighters of their clan was definitely reason for revenge. As the person who filled Xavier's (the murdered fighter) spot, it was Harry who'd face Justin. He had to revenge the unjustified fate that had fallen on the vampire onto Justin and then some.

"Jule Deliro of the Demtohn clan vs. Gregory Salem of the Masechen clan!"

Harry got in front of the ring and watched as two new rival clan members entered and prepared to fight. Both seemed to be barely older than Harry, but that wasn't saying much considering they could be a hundred years old when he was born. Natural born Vampires, like Electra and Nicole, could live hundreds of years and still not look a day over eighteen. It came with setbacks however, like them getting more irritated by sunlight if they didn't take their potion and they need blood more. Turned vampires, like Harry and the others, wouldn't live as long. All vampires eventually die though, even if you seem young on the outside you age on the inside.

Deliro and Salem were tiering by now, a pathetic five minutes after they began. With a last burst of strength Salem lunged forward, fangs bared. Deliro sidestepped him then twisted Salem's arm around his back, smiling when a sickening crack echoed through the station. He bit down into the opponent's neck while ignoring his wails and struggles. After fifteen seconds Salem passed out making Deliro the winner. Salem was roughly dragged off by his disgusted clan members and carelessly dropped on the ground, all respect for him lost in his failure.

A neutral vampire walked to the center of the ring and called out, "Deliro of the Demtohn clan wins! Demtohn continues, Masechen can drag their asses home! Next. Leo Eagle of the Saedicio clan vs. Justin Douay of the Brutince' clan!"

Harry walked to center of the ring and faced his opponent. His face was young, but his hair was long and white and contrasted with his near black eyes. His pants were blood red like the rest of his clan and his body was covered in disgusting tattoos that were obviously added just to intimidate instead of for beauty like Harry's clan. Most smart clans saw through the exterior of the Brutince' clan and saw what they really were. Cowards who tried to put fear in opponents and even if they had a decent fighter, like Justin, they tried to hide behind false high power. It was clearly displayed in the last match when Justin killed their fighter who had his hands raised in defeat. It was a pointless killing of a fight he already won. It reminded Harry of Voldermort and he hated it.

Harry got into his stance as Justin prepared himself. Neither fighter was allowed weapons as the fights were a place to show your raw power and, if you had it, magic. Both fighters were highly trained in both so many struggled to get closer to the circle of blood, wanting to see a good fight.

"Go!"

Justin immediately charged Harry, expecting to get a good hit early in the fight. Harry easily twisted out of the way delivering a kick to his gut as he passed. Justin knelled over a bit, but shot back up. He threw a powerful punch aimed at Harry's chest, but it hit his shoulder instead as the smaller man slid to the side. Harry popped his shoulder back into place and jabbed at Justin's face breaking his nose.

The dance continued for ten more minutes before a frustrated Justin managed to push Harry back far enough for them to start a duel. Justin wandlessly sent a cutting hex at Harry which he reflected easily. Justin sent a few more failed curses before Harry retaliated.

"Aquaobruo!"

A jet of water shot from Harry's hand a surrounded Justin's head. Harry watched until Justin was in visible distress and ready to pass out before he vanished the water. Harry sent a few more variuos elemental and normal curses at Justin. He then cut his arm through the air and felt a whip of air hit the side of his enemies neck sending him sprawling. He ran up to the body and lifted him up before dropping him on his feet. He would kill him fairly, using power when both were on their feet.

Both circled each other around the ring their eyes not leaving each other. Harry had a few cuts and bruises and Justin the same, but with more internal damage that was apparent as he limped.

"Scared, Eagle?"

Harry sneered at him, ignoring his last attempt to install fear. "You wish."

Harry backed up slightly, not realizing he was nearing the rest of the Brutince' clan. At least not until he received a scratch on the back, delivered by a angry member. Surprised, his eyes left Justin as he turned and punched the rival. It was all Justin needed. He grabbed a knife from his pocket and prepared to throw it at Harry's side unaware he had wandered near a female Saedicio. He was immediately jumped as the knife was at his finger tips, throwing off its aim. It entered a Demtohn members arm and for a second all was quiet.

"You damn Brutince' clan!"

A yell was all that was needed from the wounded vampire before the Brutince' members jumped toward him and all the Demtohn jumped to his defense. Salem's clan dove in to help the Brutince' against the clan that humiliated them and the Saedicio clan, mad at Justin for trying to kill Harry illegally, easily defeated them before aiding the Demtohn. The rest of the clans soon joined in from rouge hits, revenges to be paid, and/or random loyalty's to current fighters.

Harry delivered a kick to an attacking Brutince' vampire before seeking out the Saedicio members, wanting to see how angry at him they were. He was pleased to see that they were having the time of their lives, fulfilling the bloodlust he saw earlier in their eyes.

A subway could be heard over the sounds of the brawl nearing them. Harry ran closer to the track knocking out random vampires who were trying to push his allies into the trains way. He almost had them all when he turned to his right and spotted Justin and Gregory, Justin holding a women with the light brown hair in the air preparing to throw her on the tracks, probably the one who first jumped him.

Harry shot forward and knocked Justin down, caught the women and then set her down. She was unconscious,bloody and had obviously been double teamed when her back was turned.

The trains' lights were visible around the bend and the roar grew.

With a newly installed anger Harry grabbed toward Gregory and pulled him forward ripping half his ear off. He then roughly bit into his neck, biting down hard before punching him across the face and throwing him into the middle of the fight where it was almost guaranteed he would be trampled. Harry turned to Justin, fangs bared and eyes an icy green, before slowly stalking toward him, inserting a fear a Brutince' could only dream of.

"You think its fun don't you? Killing with no reason. Attacking when someone's back is to you. Just to feel stronger."

Harry was closer now as Justin stood still in shock and fear.

"Well it is a bit enjoyable. Watching a bastard cower in fear before you."

He was a few feat from him, close enough to see him shiver.

"But, I'm a nice guy. I don't want you to be scared anymore. I'll just put you out of your misery."

Harry shot forward and grabbed Justin by his neck. He brought his foot up and brought it down on Justin's knee. It snapped backwards at an impossible angle. He then kneed Justin roughly in the guts before punching him in the head. Harry closed his eyes as the trains lights blinded him, but pushed Justin down on the track as it approached. He turned away as Justin's screams filled the air, his revenge paid.

Harry quickly ran over to the fallen vampire and revived her. She looked confused for a second before she turned to Harry and smiled.

"Thanks Leo," she said as she winked then ran back into the fight, clearly not troubled by nearly being killed.

Harry shook his head at the vampires antic's, but was used to it from the rest of the clan's females. He always liked being with the vampires and just flirting and messing around. He was normal then, among his own and carefree. But it rarely happened. He was always forced to train and rarely had time to relax. Even supposed fun activities like the fight club or like hunting were really all part of training him.

"I hope I can finally relax at Hogwarts," Harry thought as he eyed the fighting bodies. He would miss his life of course, but just for a while he wanted a normal one.

Harry then stood up straighter, cracked his knuckles and ran into the middle of the fight, determined to show their rivals what a real fighter was.

Author's note:

Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I'm think I'm gonna keep the original tasks, but change the way he beats them. If there's a way you really want to see tell me.

Vamp.Info.- as you may have noticed sunlight only irritates natural born vampires( born of two vampires)like Nicole and Electra in the story. The silver weakness doesn't exist, but some wizards believe it does. Vampires don't have to hunt for blood if they don't want to(in the second chapter Electra was drinking some from a goblet), but some enjoy the chase and smaller kids don't even kill the animals they catch. In some places though, hunting is nessasary (like the elf village) so that's why Harry was written doing it.

I'll try to update sooner, but I have a habit of puting things off. I kept telling myself "One more review and I'll update" everytime I got one. But who knows, maybe if you send even more reviews I'll have no choice but to update quickly.