Summery: Hermione's walking through the forest at the end of third year and comes across something she never expected.

Disclaimer: Okay you all know that I don't own Harry Potter, but I'm required by law to say that I don't so just to let you know…I don't own Harry potter.

'Thinking'

Someone reading something

Memory

Something New

Chapter Two: Dream

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Hermione had never been so tired in her life. But she was so happy to finally be home. She was so ready to just sink into her own bed and have a nice long nights sleep. Tomorrow she wouldn't have to wake up at six in the morning to make sure that Harry and Ron had their homework done, no more being on time for classes, or fighting with Malfoy, or spending late nights by the fire making sure her homework were perfect. She could finally have some time too herself.

The clicking of the door unlocking started Hermione out of her thoughts. She grabbed her back and lugged it into the house leaving her trunk for the morning. She didn't even bother hugging her parents good night, only shouting it as she went up the stairs. Spot stood at the top of the stairs his tail wagging and his eyes shining with joy at seeing Hermione.

Spot bounced down the stairs and Hermione stopped to pet the old border collie before climbing the rest of the stairs to her room. When she was in her room Hermione quickly changed into her pajamas and fell into bed with a moan of pleasure. Crookshanks scratched at the door but she ignored it as she slowly drifted away into dreamland.

"A vampire?" Hermione's asked. She had heard the term, Dhamohiri, before. They were some form of vampire.

"No." Leon said very sternly in his light Transylvanian accent. "Vampires are lowlife creatures that care only for blood and their own selves." He snorted in disgust. "I am a Dhamohiri, half-human and half-vampire." Hermione's eyes widened.

"So you're not a vampire?" Leon shook his head. "But I don't get it. If you're just a half-vampire then what is the difference between you and a vampire." The boy chuckled, a sound that shook Hermione.

"Many things, love, many many things." Leon gently brushed the back of his hand along Hermione's cheek lovingly. "I may be half-vampire, but your forget that I am also half-human. I can walk in the sunlight and I can reproduce. I can eat garlic and silver has little affect on me. Stab me with a stake, of course it will hurt as it will hurt any being but it will not kill me as it would my vampire companions." Hermione stared at the boy above her with awe as she took in all this amazing information. "I can enter churches and drink holy water. I have every positives of being a vampire and none of the negatives."

"Why have I never heard of your kind?"

"No research was ever done on Dhamohiri because wizards and witches simply assumed that they were just another vampire family group. But their wrong." Leon smiled. It was a beautiful smile, Hermione observed, his teeth were so white and straight and his smile had a sparkle to it. Nothing big, but it was still there and it sent shivers down her spine. "I'm sorry for the bite." Leon said after five minutes of silence. Hermione's hand instinctively reached up to the sore spot on her neck. She felt to wounds there.

"You bit me?"

"I was dying." He confessed. "I told you to get away. You didn't listen." He frowned and moved her hand away from her neck and replaced it with his. He ran his fingers over the two wholes where his fangs had sunk into her sink and drank her delicious blood. "I'm so sorry, I never wanted to do it." Leon ran his fingers through her hair lovingly.

Leon watched her as she slept. She was a beautiful creature. More beautiful then the princess that threw themselves at him. More beautiful then any fairy that wished for his hand. She was his witch. His princess. He used his long nail to unlock the window. He climbed into her room. It spelt just like her, like cinnamon and spices. He closed his eyes and remember that night when he had darken her blood and taken her into him. He walked over to her bed. He bent down to his knees and ran his hand over her body.

Hermione moaned in her sleep and rolled over to face Leon. Leon smiled and laid his hand on her cheek. Slowly Hermione's eyes fluttered open.

"Leon…" She began but Leon was quick to press his fingers to her lips to keep her quiet.

"Shh, you don't want to alert you parents now do you?" His voice spoke his clear amusement. He leaned forward and kissed her forehead. Hermione moved over in her bed and patted the space beside her. Leon smiled Hermione's smile and took off his jacket before climbing into her bed. He pulled Hermione against him providing her with warmth.

Hermione buried her head in his chest and took a deep breath. She loved his spell of a winter forest. "Go back to sleep." Leon cooed warmly. He ran his hand gently through her hair as Hermione slowly began to drift back to sleep he thought of the night nearly a week ago when he had met her in the forest.

"I'm normally not this trusting." Hermione said as she adjusted her positions in Leon's arms. She felt so safe there. It was odd. She didn't even know this boy but she had never felt so right in anyone's arms before. Just his touch seemed to sooth her.

"You know people say when someone finds their soul-mate that they feel safe when around their mate." Leon flirted. Hermione chuckled.

"That's corny you know."

"Yeah, I know." Hermione leaned her head back on Leon's shoulder and looked up at him with a smile that lit up that world.

"So Leon, you have yet to tell me what you are doing out here at this time of night."

"Then I would have to ask you the same thing." Leon stroked Hermione's hand in his.

"Fine…my people are at war." He spoke softly as if afraid someone else other then Hermione would here. "For over fifty years we have fought with our brother and sisters. A 'Civil War' is what you would call it. When Voldemort came around he came straight to the vampires and the Dhamohiri of course it is only nature. You wizards and witches do not fully understand our strengths. We can move faster then light, we can hear our enemy over a mile away, and out mates…" Hermione looked up at Leon. "We always know where they are. Once their blood is in us and our blood runs through their veins they our ours." Leon smiled and gently tightened his grip on Hermione. "Many of our brothers join Voldemort. He promised them the throne. My own brothers join him. They wanted me dead and out of the way." Leon leaned forward and buried his nose in Hermione's hair and took a deep breath. "Even now that Voldemort has vanished for the time being he has corrupted our people. Those who joined him have turned dark. After he disappeared they knew they would have to take matters into their own hands. They went on a rampage and killed every creature under our rule. The one's who survived were taken to Crown City and locked in to make sure that they were kept safe. It is much more difficult to make a Dhamohiri then it is to make a vampire. But the dark ones would not relent even though they were attacking their brother, their sisters, their mother and fathers. It was like they had lost all thought. It was a Civil War. Two days ago there was an attack in our sister city where my sister was protecting the city. I left with some of my most loyal servants and we went south in hopes of saving the city. When we got there we were attacked but we were ready.

"It was my eldest brother is named Darren. He's almost a year older then me and has always been envious of my status of high prince. The only way for him to become king was to kill my sister, Elizabeth and myself. He was after my sister when he attacked the southern city. We fought each other and he managed to stab me with a poisoned dagger. I wondered here hoping to find someplace to just die, but you were here and I needed blood to heal myself. My instincts took over and my body only knew that it needed blood now or it was going to die." He smiled and kissed the spot where he had bitten her. "But never in my life have I tasted blood like yours." He whispered. "It was so sweet, and so wonderful. It still warms me now."

"How old are you?" Hermione asked.

"Over 7890 years old." Hermione let out a low whistle.

"I am glad you are not dead."

"So am I, princess, so am I."

"Leon!" Leon's dark sapphire eyes shot over toward the window where a shadowed figure was crouched. "Your sister calls."

"You interrupt me while I am with my intended for that Anubis?" Leon's eyes clouded with anger. "But my sister is still my sister." The figure nodded and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Leon turned back to Hermione's sleeping form. Gently he lowered his lips to hers and kissed her softly. He pulled a silver rose from his pocket and placed in on her pillow along with a card.

With one final kiss Leon departed out of the window and into the dark night.

Leon and Hermione walked through the forbidden forest. Hermione had never been in the forest this late at night on a moonlight night. It was beautiful. "Come on," Leon took hold on Hermione's hand and led her toward and opening in the trees. Leon's hands covered her eyes and led her further into the forest. "This used to be my favorite place to come when I was a kid." Hermione gasped when Leon's hands moved. She stood in a clearing of roses. Roses of al different kinds. There were black roses, green roses, red roses, white roses, and roses that changed colors. But it was the silver roses that caught her attention. She walked over to the silver and picked one up.

She held it up to her nose and took a deep breath inhaling the fresh scent. But being careless she ran her fingers over the steam. The thrown pricked her finger and she swore and before she could wipe the blood off herself Leon was already in front of her and sucking the wound clean. His eyes looked up as he drank. Hermione moaned quietly. As he pulled away he smiled.

"Why do you make me feel like that?"

"It's a talent."

Hermione groaned when she was awoken to a knocking on her door telling her the breakfast was done. When she opened her eyes the first thing she saw was a thornless silver rose in place where Leon had once been last night. She smiled and took the rose. A red ribbon tied in a bow around the steam. She took a deep breath and inhaled the scent. It held it's natural scent but it also smelled so much like Leon. She looked down at her pillow and found a black and white envelope with the letters LC printed in elegant printing. She opened the envelope and a ring on a chain fell into her lap. She picked it up and looked it over.

It was a beautiful ring with a white gold band, and two diamonds surrounding a gorgeous sapphire diamond that sparkled in the light. Hermione smiled and put it around her neck. She took the letter from the envelope and opened it and found Leon's handwriting a breather from Harry's and Ron's chicken scratch.

'My Princess,

I am sorry that I must leave before saying goodbye but I must return home

But you will see me again, I promise.

This ring belonged to my mother before she died. It will keep you safe for all those who

wish you harm. Please stay safe until I am there to watch over you again.

With Love,

Leon'

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Okay I know you guy will all think that their moving kind of fast an all but I slows down soon so don't worry. I just have to get the beginning out before I can start the real story. Oh…and thanks for all the awesome reviews. It made me so happy that you guys liked my story.