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Eloise; You'll soon find out I'm sort of putting my own twist on this. The vampires in my fic are pretty similar to, but not exactly like the kind you read about.
He leapt out of bed, once again, only in pajama bottoms, and ran into the inward bathroom to the mirror. When he saw himself he gasped. He had not changed that much, but to him, it was a huge difference.
His once messy short black hair was now longer, just passed his ears and looked silky, as opposed to rough, and styled instead of messy. His complexion had completely cleared up, not that it had been bad to begin with, but the occasional pimple that came with being a teenager was gone, leaving a simply elegant olive tone.
His normally piercing green eyes had developed yet another depth. He had thought they could be no more intense but was once again wrong. He himself was getting uncomfortable staring into them.
Next he checked his build. It hadn't changed much from the slim, toned body that being a seeker for six years had gratefully given him. Still intent on giving himself a physical, he looked down and froze. He had just noticed when he looked at his feet.
Yep, they were definitely further away then last time he had looked. He must have grown four inches! His usually average height of 5'9 had escalated to an estimated 6'1!
This was something he had never thought would happen. Never mind growing that much in a night, he had been convinced he was stuck at the height he had been forever. He definitely needed answers.
Figuring that it was okay to leave – mostly because he had convinced himself no one would mind – he threw some clothes that had been left beside his bed on and left through the double doors of the Hospital Wing.
At first he didn't know whether to go to the library of the Headmasters office. He finally decided on Dumbledore incase someone started looking for him, noticing he had left the Hospital Wing.
He hurried to his office and found Snape, McGonagall and Dumbledore waiting for him.
"Ah my boy, you made it. We were wondering when you would wake up" Exclaimed Dumbledore. Harry hated when the Professor was in these moods because he had that never relenting sparkle in his eye. It always gave the impression of hidden information. Harry noticed only one seat was free so he quickly took it.
"Now you're probably wondering about the changes you've gone through."
Harry snorted. Understatement anyone?
"As I'm sure you've realized, the physical changes come with your newly acquired heritage, but you're changed emotional state will also be under question here no doubt."
"Um, sir? What emotional changes?" Oh god, there's more? He thought horrified.
"Oh, you um, mean to say you haven't experiences any emotional differences?" he asked looking, Harry decided, quite uncomfortable.
Harry shook his head, confused and not a little scared.
"Erm yes," he stuttered for the first time. "Along with hormonal moodiness, you will also have an extreme increase in your sexual appetite." He finished looking decidedly red, very close, Harry considered, to a blouse he had seen Aunt Petunia wearing earlier that week.
Harry had to stifle a chuckle. As uncomfortable as he was discussing this aspect of life with the Headmaster, it didn't bother him enough to completely take away any appreciation for Dumbledore's blush. He was torn from his thoughts by Snape clearing his throat. He had completely forgotten they weren't alone in the room.
"Perhaps you should brief him more thoroughly on the subject Albus?"
"Quite right Severus, thank you. Well Harry, all I can really tell you on the subject is that once you feed off of someone, this blood craving you undoubtedly feel will be a lot less persistent."
Harry did a double take. Was that what this uncomfortable feeling in his stomach was? If so, bring on the blood. He winced. That sounded crude even to him.
"What I suggest," Dumbledore continued, "Is that we bring in the other newly revealed vampire and you two can feed off each other as then, there is no fear of taking enough blood to accidentally kill the other. Vampire blood replenishes itself hourly."
"Okay, I guess I could do that. When is the other one coming in?" The sooner the better, he thought. He wanted to first, find out who this mysterious 'other vampire' was, and then satisfy this annoying thirst.
"I suppose he could he here within the hour if we press the importance of this matter. Why don't you meet him in the Hospital Wing in around two hours, just to be safe?"
Harry accepted, knowing it wasn't really a question. Against his better judgment, he found himself practically buzzing with anticipation.
He figured getting settles back into the Gryffindor tower would help pass the time, so he made his way up and started unpacking his trunk, only slightly surprised that it had managed to find its way out from the cupboard under the stairs to his dorm in a tower of Hogwarts.
Before he knew it, he was running late. Of course, it would've been too convenient to be on time, he thought to himself bitterly. He would have to rush down to have any semblance of being fashionable late by this point.
As he ran into the hospital wing, he spotted one Draco Malfoy sitting in one of the beds looking thoroughly pissed off. Harry looked around for anyone else. Seemed they were alone and Harry suddenly let out a laugh.
"Pureblood eh?" And started laughing even harder.
Draco could be heard exclaiming "Bloody fucking hell. My luck"
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