Authors Note: I apologize for my long absent from the site but I'm back now and hopefully Ill start being able to get a chapter a week posted, but for now ill let you get to the chapter that you've been waiting for. Plz R&R.

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Chapter 7

The Hunter is Hunted

Harry stood there behind his desk starring at the paper still clutched in his hands he had wondered why Ron had been gutsy enough to tie Harry up in the basement and play his little mind game. This was the first solid lead on Hermione that Harry had since the trail had ran dry on her. It was a half hour to sunset and he was feeling a little on the thirsty side so he figured he would go and visit Ginny and deliver the news of her brother to her. As he started to open the door he heard the chain come to life and attach its self to the collar around Ginny's neck, as he entered the room he seen her sitting in a corner still sobbing her eyes out.

"Stand up Ginny." Harry ordered as he shut the door behind himself when he had turned around she was standing before him now looking a little more like she should for what she had become.

"Turn around and bend over spreading your legs as far as you can and spread your cheeks apart." Harry ordered her again and she listened to his orders and did as he said.

"Good so you do know how to listen despite what you pulled all those years ago." Harry said with a light laugh. "Now stand back up and hold your arms out straight wrists up and don't move after you have done this." Harry ordered her with a stern note in his voice. Ginny did so with a slight whimper of disobedience.

"I had a visit with your brother the other day he wasn't as surprised to see me as you where though however." Harry said as he debated on which one of her wrists to use this time to quench his thirst.

"I have the paper here for you to read if you'd like to know the specifics of how our visit ended. It didn't go as he planned on it going however." Harry said as he pulled her left wrist to his mouth and sank his fangs into the soft flesh of her wrists letting the blood run over his tongue and fill his mouth before he stared drinking deeply. After drinking her blood for a couple of minutes he pulled his mouth away from her wrist healed the two puncture wounds and then licked the blood away from her wrist. Her other hand had fallen to her side while he had been drinking and her legs looked a little week from the loss of blood her body had endured because of his last two feedings. He summoned her some food and something to drink and as he handed her the food and the paper he said "I don't need you dead yet you still have your life debt to pay me."

"Thank you for the food master." As he walked out the door she replied.

A half hour later Harry looked at what was left of the house where Ron had thought he could hold Harry hostage and where Hermione had found him dead. The front door had been blown away and was now covered in police caution tape and most of the windows in the front of the house had been blown away. As he made his way into the house he realized that there must have been one hell of a fight because most of the furniture was blown apart and had burn holes from where misaimed jinxes had hit them. As he made his way to the basement the damage increased but when he got to the basement door there was no more damage to be seen other then the door having been blown away as well as most of the stairs. He walked down the stairs into the basement smelling at the air looking for Hermione's scent he could still make out the scent of Ron's dead body the scent of the muggle police and the ministry's auroa's. It took him ten minutes more of sniffing around that basement room before he found a scent that still to this day stopped him in mid-step it smelled of days gone by sitting in a warm summer sun next to a lake that now seemed so distant. He casted an illuminating charm and found something on the back wall that hadn't been there before it was a symbol it contained a white skull with a single letter H in the middle of its forehead surrounded by a black snake eating its self. Harry figured that this symbol had been left by Hermione and had either been missed by the ministry's people or they didn't want everyone thinking that there was another dark witch or wizard on the up rise. Either way Harry didn't much care for why it wasn't in the paper because he had seen it himself extinguishing the charm he headed back out the door and up what was left of the stairs into the cool night air as he followed the scent.

When ever Harry got a block from the house he threw the hood of his cloak up over his head and drew the cloak closer to his body checking as he did so to make sure that his wand was secured where he always carried it even though he didn't have to use it to defend himself anymore. As he rounded the corner onto a different street he heard foot steps and heavy breathing coming from about ten yards or so behind him when the smell reached him it wasn't the scent he had found down in the basement but a more animalistic scent like that of a werewolf or someone that spent a little to much time around animals. The scent reminded him of his old friend Hagrid and of night's sneaking out of the castle down to Hagrid's hut in the middle of the night. He chuckled as the memories washed over him. When he rounded the next corner he jumped up into a tree limp that hung out over the sidewalk and waited for the person following him to walk under it. When the person passed underneath him he dropped off of the tree limp onto the strangers back knocking them down onto the cold ground.

"Who are you?" Harry asked with a snarl as he held the stranger to the ground smelling the stranger's blood fill with fear and adrenaline as they tried fighting to get out of Harrys iron strong grip.

"My name is Bill Weasley and I demand to know who you are." The stranger replied still fighting Harry grip.

"Who do you think I am Bill? Do you think I might know what actually happened to your weak little brother or your whore of a sister?" Harry asked him holding Bill still.

"If you do know what happened to Ron and Ginny then you'd be Harry Potter." Bill's muffled reply came.

"Bingo. Know what would you like to hear? Would you like to hear how I drained your brother of all his blood or would you like to hear how I plan to do the same to Ginny?" Harry asked as the scent of Bill's fears sank into his blood.

"You'll never get away with this Harry all of us Weasley's are onto what you've been doing and I'm not the only one following you tonight." Bills muffled reply came again.

"I doubt that you see I'm not the person you and your family remembers marrying into your family. You see when I found your brother and sister shagging in mine and hers bed I took after a different line of work and well it fully consumed me and turned me into a vampire." Harry said laughing as he turned Bill over onto his back and sank his fangs into his throat silencing Bills scream of terror as he bite into his jugular and drank until he couldn't drink anymore then he just let Bill's blood pour out of the wounds on his neck and pool up on the ground. He didn't even try hiding the body and he figured no one had seen him kill and drink from bill seeing as how most people where at home in bed by this point anyways and he knew none of the other weasels knew what he was doing cause Bill's head had screamed that he was lying when he had told Harry that one. Harry stood up off the ground pulled his wand out and cleaned himself up and continued to follow what he hoped was Hermione's scent.

After following the scent for an hour longer it finally took him to a stand of trees fifty feet from the front door of his mansion which this angered him of course cause that meant that Hermione, if that's who scent he had been following, had been sitting outside his home watching his every move while he was trying to seek her out. He couldn't believe that he had missed this for the last couple of weeks considering what he had became. Harry slowly made his way to his house walking to his office in his basement as he entered the room the scent he had been following hit him like a tidal wave he could hear another heart beat with in the confines of the basement and as he turned on the light he seen a figure sitting in the chair behind his desk with their back to him and a hood over there head.

"Who are you?" Harry snarled through his teeth.

"Well you know me by one name but that person don't exist the same as the person that you were don't exist anymore either from what I've learned from Miss Weasley. Don't worry I didn't kill her I figured that was why you had her in the basement in a dark room." The hooded stranger replied still in the chair behind the desk.

"Well I thank you for that because I do have plans for that little whore." Harry said as he tried moving around the desk so he could see the strangers face but they stood up and moved around the desk still facing away from him.

"Well I seen what you did to her brothers Ron seemed like it was meant to be a message." The stranger said as they turned around and pulled there hood off their head and Harry was left speech less as the bushy brown hair he remembered from his years in school became present.

"Hello Harry did you miss me?" Hermione said as she turned around and her piercing red eyes seemed to look right through Harry.

Authors Note: Think you all for returning back to my story I didn't have a beta go through this one however my fiancé did read it and edit it for me. Please leave a review because they are what fuel the creative fires for most writers.