Chapter 1: New Blood

Two men were running fast, faster than they had ever run before. The one whom was the faster of the two was thinking to him self that they shouldn't have come on this side of London. It wasn't their territory. He told his hardheaded friend that, but his friend insisted that they'd be ok, plus there was a fit bird that worked there that he was interested in.

They hit a corner and went into an alleyway to hide. The streets of London were alive with the chatter of friends, club music and drunken ladies and lads. It was a Friday night after all. And after their triumph against their enemies last week these lads had something to celebrate. But he knew he should have listened to his gut feeling when he thought that this was a bad idea. They'd be spotted and of course they were.

They hadn't been in the club for a full ten minutes before they were spotted and no one wanted to tag along with them from back home, so it was just the two of them. He wished he'd opted to stay at home this moment. Turned out the bird that his mate was interested in had a boyfriend and not just any boyfriend but one from the other side and now those blood-sucking bastards were hunting them.

He and his friend panted but not to loudly they didn't want to be heard, he struggled to catch his breath and looked around to see if it was ok to morph. His lungs ached and he just wanted to go home and forget this ever happened. But he had to get back to the apparation point and make sure that there were no muggles around when he morphed.

"What a night eh?" asked his friend jokingly.

"Fuck you mate" His friend just broke into a fit of laughter, he had a blast living on the edge. "This isn't bloody funny Oliver," he said. Oliver Wood just gave him a boyish smile that would usually make any bird weak at the knees, but he wasn't a girl so it didn't really do much for him, but annoy him even more.

"Calm down Cedric, we haven't been caught, now lets just morph and get back to the village yeah?" he asked smirking and getting ready to morph. Cedric Diggory shook his head at his best friend getting ready to morph as well when they heard someone behind them.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," said a cold emotionless voice. Both boys turned around face to face with death. At least that's what the gang of boys looked like to them. There was about seven of them with one girl, the girl Oliver had been trying to get with.

Marcus Flint and his gang of followers were all creatures of the night. Vampires under Lord Voldermorts rule some of their most hated enemies and tonight; Oliver overstepped a boundary by trying to talk to Marcus's girlfriend Penelope Clearwater.

"Come on guys we were just trying to have a bit of fun yeah, we'll get going now" said Cedric.

"Is the little mutt afraid?" asked Zacharias Smith sarcastically while flashing his fangs a bit.

"Of you pale bastards no fucking way mate," said Oliver Wood glaring at the boy his eyes turning a bit golden as he did so.

"To be greatly out numbered Wood you have a really big mouth, perhaps we should show you how to keep it shut," said Flint smirking evilly taking out his wand, the others followed him.

"Your girlfriend happened to like my mouth, she was snogging me thoroughly yesterday" said Wood smirking. Penelope gasped and blushed.

"I did no such thing" she said half offended half turned on.

"Aye but you'd like to wouldn't you lass," he said winking at her. She blushed and hid behind her boyfriend. Cedric nudged Oliver to remind him that they were greatly outnumbered and on the wrong side of London.

"She'd never deal with filth like you" said Flint glaring at him "Oi I think we should teach these dogs a lesson about staying on their own side of town, what do you boys think" asked Flint, he looked around and smirked satisfied when everyone around him agreed.

"Don't worry boys this'll only hurt a bit" said Flint "Plata Liberar" he said and Zacharias repeated it after him, the spell hit both boys square in the chest, but the grabbed their heads as they both starting having extremely painful migraines. The Vampires circled them and continued saying this spell over and over again, causing the boys endless pain.

"Say cousin how about we let you take over as a little back to school present" said Flint. Cold Grey eyes brighten in the crowd and the Vampire Prince himself stood before them.

"I thought you'd never ask," said Draco Malfoy coldly. The boys looked at each other in terror and knew that this night was far from over.

Sixteen-year-old Hermione Granger was sitting on a train to the countryside. She was going to stay with her Grand after her parents were killed in a car accident. Everyone was being so nice to her; they thought she'd be gloomier than she was. In all actuality Hermione was a bit relieved. She never really got along with her parents. Hell they weren't even her real parents.

Hermione was adopted from an orphanage when she was five by Eric and Jane Granger. They were a respectable couple. Both were extremely successful dentist but then things took a turn for the worst and after a mal practice, they lost their office about five months after she was adopted.

They'd been struggling every since. Her mother would often cry and her father would hit the bottle hard. She took refuge in her adoptive Grandmother, whom would tell her stories of witches, wizards and other mythical creatures. Her grandmother was the only one that truly loved her and tried to give her a childhood when she could. Hermione would spend summers with her when she was younger. But when she turned ten, her father got an offer for a job in America, so the family packed up and moved to Boston Massachusetts.

Things went better for a while, her dad worked at a new Dentist office and her mum had even found a job too, but then her father got laid off and he picked up his drinking habits again as her mum struggled to put food on the table. Hermione took refuge in the library she was a really fast learner and excelled at her classes, unfortunately her parents never really recognized it, but her Grand did, she'd call and send Hermione gifts and things through the post.

When it had been six months since her dad last held a job, things got really horrible. He started hitting her mum. Even though she wasn't that close with her mum, she tried to protect her. One time her father was beating her mum to a pulp, Hermione was crying and screaming she just wanted him to stop. He came after her once her mum was knocked out cold and she screamed at him, he flew back against a wall and was knocked unconscious. She called the police and her father was locked up and her mother was taken to the hospital. She stayed with a family friend until her mum got well enough to come out of the hospital.

Her father was kept in jail for three months until his trial. Her mum got better in time for his trial but refused to press charges on her husband. Hermione lost a lot of respect for her that day. Then a few months later Hermione got a letter from Salem Academy for Witches and Wizards in Salem Massachusetts. It stated that she was a witch and the school would help her develop her powers. She was excited to get away from her home life and learn some new things.

Her parents let her go and she found that she was more advanced then the students she started school with. She was often picked on at Salem for being so smart but she developed tough skin, she'd been through far worse torment than they could ever know so little words never really hurt her. She did manage to make one friend at Salem, his name was Daniel Cleaver, he was a Quidditch super star, he was also pretty smart and the only one to seem to get through to her.

She developed a little crush on him in her fifth year of school but it quickly depleted, she felt more like a sibling toward him than anything when he confessed to her that he had a crush on another girl. She loved school, but knew that she'd have to return home for during the summer, since money was tight, she wasn't able to visit her Grand as often as she had liked. So she came up with a routine. Each morning at 5 am she wake up, stretch and go running around her small town 3 miles every day. It helped her build stamina, muscle and a nice figure. Running was definitely her favorite thing to do. It gave her a reason to forget about things at home, then she'd spend the rest of the day at the library during the summer. She wrote to Daniel and her Grand and that was pretty much it.

One day this particular summer she was coming home from the library and noticed that the police were at her house. She wondered if someone saw her parents quarreling again. She walked up to her front door and the police told her that her parents had been in a head on collision. Her father was drunk driving and speeding at the time and killed her mum, three people in the other car and himself.

She was shocked at first and even shed a tear but not many. Social services informed her that she would be staying with her Grand back in England, that meant changing atmospheres and she had gotten so use to this one. She was going to have to go to the Wizarding School over there. Though she would miss Daniel terribly she was ready for a new start and promised to write him every day or at least once a week.

She got off the train and took a cab to her Grandmothers small cottage on the countryside. It was a nice welcoming home. It fit her Grand perfectly. It was fenced in by a white picket fence, the cottage was two leveled and had three bedrooms a small common room with a fireplace, a library and a nice sized eat in kitchen. She didn't having to live here. It was the only place that felt like home to her.

She only had about two days before she started school at Hogwarts in Scotland, so she didn't have much time to get settled in. Her Grand had set up her bedroom in her mother's old bedroom she had as a child, it was a nice size with a full bed, a walk in closet a dresser and a desk.

The next two days were spent at Diagon Alley, the wizarding village in London, getting her books and other things she would need for school, Her grand brought her an owl she could use for sending letters back and forth. They spent the two nights in Diagon Alley and her grandmother told her some stories of what was going on here. Things were a lot different in England.

She arrived at Hogwarts sitting on the train by herself the whole time. She went to the head-masters office to get sorted, because she didn't want to be sorted with the first years. He greeted her kindly and offered her his condolences but pleaded with her to be sorted at the feast so that the rest of the school could get a look at her like she was some type of specimen. She sighed but agreed and walked with him to the Great Hall as she entered it following closely behind him ignoring the curious stares she received from the other students.

As she walked up the long isle to the sorting hat she thought of a story her Grand told her on their last night together. It was about the Werewolf tribe and the Vampire Covenant. She hadn't really paid attention to it, but her Grand told her that the headmaster of her school came to talk to her personally about it, wanting her Grand to pass on the information to Hermione so she could know as much as she could before she arrived at school there.

The Werewolf prince Harry Potter and the Vampire Heir Draco Malfoy were both in her year here at Hogwarts, but their familes were sworn enemies from along time ago. Needless to say the two didn't really get along and would often bring other students into their feuds. Draco Malfoy was the Vampire Heir and in Slytherin. Harry Potter the Werewolf prince was in Gryffindor. Apparently every Vampire and Werewolf was sorted into those houses since the beginning of time. And sometimes their fights could turn deadly. It was all a bunch of rubbish to Hermione, she didn't believe in Vampires and Werewolves but when she arrived at Hogwarts she couldn't help but feel a little different.

She sat on the stool and the sorting hat was about to be placed on her head when in walked the two boys followed by their friends each going to their own table. Draco Malfoy or she assumed that was him, was very pale, he was about 6 feet even tall and lean a bit muscular but not overly so, he had platinum blonde hair and a permanent smirk on his handsome face. He was the most gorgeous boy she had ever seen or so she thought until she looked at his enemy. A dark wizard whom was pale for his race, and another tall pale boy followed Draco. They went over to their house table and sat down.

The other boy whom led his friends was tall as well; he had health tan looking skin, and shaggy black hair. He was very well built a bit muscular than Draco. He looked absolutely delectable. Hermione started blushing as she had these thoughts. His friends that followed him were a red head taller than Harry by a few inches and another tall dark attractive wizard. The boys at this school were definitely better looking than the ones at her old school, she thought to herself.

"Ah, Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy and their friends have finally decided to join us now we can officially began" said Professor Dumbledore from the staff table as he motioned for Professor McGonagall to continue. He opted to let Hermione get sorted first since she was a sixth year. She tried to focus as the sorting hat was placed on her head. All eyes were now focused on her, including ones she was not aware of both emerald green and light grey looked at her curiously.

The sorting hat was silent for a moment and then shouted "RAVENCLAW" She hopped off the stool and headed for her house table. She locked eyes with Draco Malfoy for a second and then with Harry Potter, both boys had unreadable expressions on their face and she felt herself blush under their gazes. The looked from Hermione to each other and glared, but both were thinking the same thing she was.

"This was going to be an interesting year"

(A/N: I know it's been a while but I've been working on this chapter for a long time, I will try to have a weekly update for this story, but please bare with me, any questions you have I hope to answer in the story. As I have stated before this is a H/Hr/D love triangle with the first part of the story being mostly H/Hr. This story will be rated M for a number of reasons but most of all because of language. I hope you all will R&R I really appreciate it….till next time)