Chapter 6: Not another one!

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Ok, here's the chapter

Ron was back at his house. It felt good to finally be back in his home but he wasn't there permanently. Harry was always asking something of him and treated him like everyone else. Ron couldn't see why he was doing that seeing as he was Harry's best friend and couldn't understand he was trying to even out the playing field. "I can't stand him!" he exclaimed to Hermione.

"Who can't you stand?" asked Hermione; half knowing what the answer was. Ron has been downing Harry ever since he got back from Darkness Caves.

"'Damian' that's who. He keeps being all 'high and mighty' again. He's very mean to people and bosses them around too."

Hermione sighed. Harry would never be rude, vampire or not and she and Ron both knew that. "I'm sure he doesn't Ron. You're just saying that because you're angry."

Ron pouted in defeat. "Well he gives Reese a hell of a time." he said quietly.

Hermione laughed. Ron was trying so hard to win but he wouldn't; she would never let him. "You told me that she was a retched 16 year old and plus she's Harry's fledgling so of course he's gonna give her a 'hell of a time.'"

"Yeah, well, I'm sorry, he really doesn't know that he used to be human and it's bugging me."

"That's because he was never human. Ron, he even told you that."

"Yeah, well, I'm sick of it. I have to go back. If I'm gone for over and hour Prince pain in the ass is gonna wonder."

Hermione snorted. She knew Harry wouldn't concern himself with him but she let him go. "Alright. See you honey."

"Bye love." Ron kissed her and disappeared.

At Darkness Caves

Nikolas appeared next to Spike. He almost ran off but Spike grabbed him. "Hey Nick." he said cheerfully.

Nikolas looked at him. "Hi Spike. Wanna let me go?" he replied just as cheerfully.

Spike's eyes narrowed. "Why? Where are you running off to young un?"

Nikolas sighed. He really wanted to talk to his friend and Spike was so annoying. His antics were irritating and Nikolas was really getting sick of it. "I want to speak with the Prince. Where is he?"

Spike looked thoughtful for a moment and then responded. "I believe Dame is training the new human."

Nikolas rolled his eyes. "Could you be anymore vague?" Spike opened his mouth. "Don't answer that. What cell number is he in?"

Spike checked his roster. "Number six."

"Thanks Spike." He was about to run off again, but Spike took hold of the back of his shirt again. "What now!"

"Why do you want the prince?"

"I need to talk to him, you know, because he's my best friend and he needs mental help."

Spike laughed. "Well there's no denying that. You may leave now." Spike let go of Nikolas's shirt and he took off. He ended up running right into his 'mentally challenged' friend.

"Nikolas, what's the hurry?" asked Damian after he grabbed him.

"Nikolas, don't you mean Ron?" asked a man in the cell Damian just walked out of. Ron was about to go and tell who ever this guy was off when he came face to face with a familiar person.

His eyes were ocean blue and he was rather tall. His long red hair was tied up and ran down his back. He was wearing leather pants and a white t-shirt. He was sitting with his legs bent upward, his combat boots touching his chair. His eyebrows were raised as if they were questioning the two of them. "Bill?" Ron asked.

"Yup. Did he just call you Nikolas?" Bill replied.

Nikolas chose to ignore the question and ask one of his own. "How the hell did you get here?"

Bill gasped. "Language dear Ronald. What would Mother think?"

"You are avoiding the question Bill."

Bill sighed. "So I am... Harry found me." Damian winced. Nikolas was going to kill him. Even if he was his prince, nothing would save him from the wrath that is Ron Weasley when he gets him angered.

"I see. Damian?" Ron said in a "would-be-calm" voice.

Damian looked at him, waiting for Nikolas's head to explode. His face was getting steadily redder. (A/N: I dunno how it's possible either.) "Yes?"

"My room. Now." His last word was low, dangerous, and deadly.

Damian gulped. He had the expression of a five year old who was about to get into a lot of trouble. "But-" Damian tried to say.

"I don't care if you're the prince, this is personal!" Nikolas was fuming. How could he? How dare he? Was he going out of his mind?

"I'll be over in 5 minutes." Damian said in a low tone. Nikolas nodded and walked off.

Damian walked in Nikolas's room nervously. Nikolas was sitting on a chair facing the opposite way, looking out the dark window. Damian was about to sneak away when he heard, "Don't try it." coming from Nikolas. "Sit, now." Damian sat, oddly afraid of Nikolas.

Nikolas's chair turned to face Damian, a look of utter loathing playing across Nikolas's pale face. "Why did you take him?" Nikolas asked, hating Damian for what he has done. Damian didn't answer. "Why?"

Damian sighed and spoke up. "He was sneaking about and around the Caves. He's been doing it for awhile now. I had to put a stop to it if I could. So, I caught him about 15 minutes ago. I was going to kill him, but my human instincts insisted that I let- Ron's brother live. I'm sorry, he could be spying and some of our kind is complaining. Nick, I-" Damian said in a hushed whisper.

"Let him go." said Nikolas.

"Excuse me?"

"Let him go now."

"I can't Nikolas."

"Why not?"

"It defies all the rules and you know that as much as I do." Nikolas was quiet for a minute.

"But, do you really want to turn him? Make him, unhuman?" Nikolas shuddered at the thought of his brother becoming a blood-sucking creature of the night.

"You know he's still human until he makes his first kill, I mean, you're not even a full vampire yet. You must kill someone, and that happens next week."

Nikolas raised an eyebrow. "I know that, and stop changing the subject. But do you really have to put him through misery like that? You're bending a rule if you keep him alive."

A smirk came across Damian's features. "So, you're saying, you want your brother dead Nikolas." Damian snorted. "Well, doesn't this go against your human instincts? Are you letting the vampiric lust take over my fledgling?"

"No, I'd never want him dead; and don't call me that, it's disturbing. I just don't want him to be stuck in this hell hole for. . .well, ever. If I don't like it, neither will he so, why don't you just, you know. . ." Nikolas shuddered. Damian's grin spread wider. He looked sinister, even.

"Yep, it's the vampire talking. Fine then, I'll take him out of his misery, you'll just be doing it for me, next week, on your due date to have lust take you over."

Ron glared. His friend was being a jerk. How would a thought as evil as this one cross the savior of the wizarding world's mind? "You bastard. If I have to do it, keep him alive, or undead as you may."

"Oh no, I insist." he said, almost as if he was doing him a favor. "You may be able to scare me Nikolas, but, I enforce the rules, remember the ceremony? So, Nick, you shall kill your brother at the strike of midnight next week or else.. Suffer the consequenses."

"You heartless bastard."

"Nah, just bloodless, maybe I'll change my mind, maybe not." and with a small smile, Damian strolled out of the room as if nothing happened.

A/N: Oh what have I done to harry? What do you think? Bill stays or goes? Most votes wins so review!

-Dracozchick