A/N: Wow, I reeally needed to lengthen this one!

A Vampire Story

Chapter 4:

The Ceremony

The three months that Ron was in a cell passed very quickly for Damian. He was very busy all of the time. He was helping Reese tech Ron so Ron would be more comfortable, he also was trying to get his parents to come back.

None-the-less, he was still trying to think of a name for Ron and he didn't have much time. He was to start the ceremony at exactly 11:55. Reese couldn't because she wanted to go out hunting instead. He really needed to pick a name.

Damian threw on a black, hooded robe. He repainted his nails and brushed his hair so the long tresses would lay somewhat flat. He looked in the mirror and decided to do his eyeliner for once. He usually never sported the goth look during a ceremony but he decided to do it for added affect.

He walked down to cell number six and opened it.

Ron was standing in the middle of the room, in a white robe with black trimming; candles made a circle around him, the ones above him making a pentacle. The candles were jet black, and for some reason, they smelled like blood. Although Ron was scared, he didn't dare move.

Damian's eyes grew black as night as he took off his hood. Damian didn't look like he usually did. He was more pale then ever, his K-9 teeth were longer and sharper, his hair was very straight, (oh yeah, I forgot. Damian doesn't have glasses) and he had a hungry look in his eyes.

Damian began. "Ronald Weasley, who hails from the human world of Wizardry, has joined, may some people call it, the Dark Haven of Vampires. You must honor others of your kind and obey your ruler and/or mentor. If you do not comply with all the rules of your mentor, you shall suffer the eternal mark, the worst thing that could ever happen to a vampire." Damian lifted a silver stake in the air. Ron, was afraid, but made no noise. "This, a silver stake; most deadliest thing that could ever happen to our kind. Do you accept these rules or will you just be banished from this world and sent to hell?"

"I accept the rules my mentor taught me and I will accept any future rules the prince, king, or queen will give me from now and eternity." said Ron clearly.

"Well, that being said, let the transformation begin."

Damian's eyes grew darker as he walk into the circle of candles. Then he did it. Ron screamed and cried out for mercy as he drank all his blood from him. After he finished he cut himself in the arm and a few drops of blood trickled down Ron's mouth. Ron's hair changed black as his eyes as he woke up. As he drank Damian's blood, the robes he was wearing changed completely black.

Ron let go after a half hour. Damian stood up and Ron kneeled on the ground. "Welcome Nikolas. You shall find your place by morrow. And remember the promise you made today; it could save your life."

"Yes Prince Damian." said Nikolas.

"Return to your home next week, and after that, you know your grounds."

"Yes Prince Damian." At those words Damian put his hood back on and walked out of the room. As he closed the door the candles extinguished and Nikolas fainted.

Still really short and I'm sorry! I just added a little detail on this one! REVIEW

-Dracozchick