First entry I'm sorry if this one doesn't come out as quickly as the other ones have. And by the way the genre is Humor/Action/Adventure/Angst got it? I have a lot of mood swings and right now I just want to sit here and stare at a wall. So the chapter will reflect that.

3rd entry LOL! I just have to share this with someone! Today we had a three-legged race at my school. When I came home I turned on some music and the song Chumbawamba came on! It was so funny because they should have played it during the three-legged race! 'I get knocked down, but I get up again. I get knocked down….'WHOO! People were being dragged around by their partners (sometimes they had fallen down so many times that they just pulled themselves across the line then fell down again !) -sigh- good times! I HAVE THE FRIDAY HYPERS!BE AWARE! And I BET you'll never be able to guess when I got hyper!

2nd entry OMG!Ive been spelling Mr. Crepsleys name wrong! AAARRRGGG! I'm sorry everyone!

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Chapter 6 -They'll Never know me.

'Ahh...a vampire! Never had one of those!' Came a voice inside his head

Darren jerked slightly but stayed still otherwise and thought 'Ahh...a dusty talking old hat!' mimicking the hats tone

'And never again going to have one...Anyway's, You are very courageous and loyal to the people you know. Good, Good, Very witty and smart as well as sneaky. hmmm...intelligent in a way...' the hat thought for about a minute more 'you would do famously in Gryffindor and Slytherin. But I have to say , Gryffindor!'

Darren took off the hat and looked around for the place were he's supposed to go. Two of the houses were clapping politely while two were not.

The house with the gold and red had a few people stand up and start to cheer but were hastily brought back down by their friends who whispered in their ear. The ones who cheered stopped smiling and glared at him, while the house with the silver and green glared icily at him.

Darren turned to Professor McGonagall who was staring wide-eyed at her house for not cheering.

"Were do I go?"

McGonagall turned to him and pointed at the table in red and gold.

Darren stood up and placed the hat back on the stool and went down to that table.

The students cleared a big space for him at the end of the table. He sat down on the spot, there was no one around him, not even on the other side of the table. He looked down at the table and examined his nails.

Dumbledore stood and addressed the hall

"Well that was interesting. As you all know the same rules apply as last year. No going into the forbidden forest, and no going out after curfew. We have a new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher. Allow me to introduce, and reintroduce to some of you, Professor Lupin!" Everyone clapped excitedly.

"Now I don't know about some of you, but I am starving so I will stop babbling and let you eat."

The platters filled up with food and everyone started to dig in.

Harry glanced over to the end of the table were Darren sat, staring at the food in astonishment.

"HES in Gryffindor!" grumbled Ron, shoveling mashed potatoes (AN:PotAto potato -giggle-) on his plate "Should've been in Slytherin with the rest of his buddies…"

Hermione was staring at Darren deep in thought as the said boy grabbed a blue steak that was only were he was. I mean WHO eats blue steak? (MY UNCLE! Its skusting…shifty eyes…What? Blue steak is a term that means that it was thrown on the BBQ then flipped over and it's done. So technically, it's raw meat. SEE? Skusting! But Darren likes it because of the blood, k?-shudders-)

Ron waved his hand in front of her face "Hey, 'mione, are you on earth?"

Hermione blinked and turned back to her salad

Darren stared at his food 'where'd that come from?' He spotted a pile of steaks just within reach that smelled to high heaven of blood. He looked around and spotted a bottle of something with a note on it.

He reached over and grabbed the bottle 'To Darren' it said on the note so he carefully opened the cork and took a whiff.

'Human blood' he frowned at the bottle and looked at Dumbledore who smiled and turned back to his own meal.

Darren corked the blood and set it aside. He hadn't drank any since Mr. Crepsley died and he wasn't really thirsty anyways.

He grabbed a steak and had to resist the urge to just rip it to shreds and eat. The was starving and needed to eat NOW.

He picked up the knife and fork and sliced off and piece and hastily shoved it in his mouth.

He savored the taste of the blood and swallowed the now dry steak bit and cut another piece.

He had eaten his fourth steak when everyone started to leave, apparently the dessert had come and gone already. Darren shrugged 'I'm not much of a sweets person anyway's' he stood and looked around.

His table was walking out the doors he came into earlier, so he followed unsurely.

Harry started to walk over to Darren ,who was looking a bit lost, when Ron put a hand on his shoulder.

"Let him find his own way to the dorms, I don't know how he'll survive because of the stink of us Gryffindor's" Ron walked away and towards the stairs.

Harry looked uncertainly back at Darren, then at Ron and reluctantly followed Ron.

Darren scanned the big entranceway for someone he knew when he spotted Harry and his gang.

He turned and followed at a distance as they came to a portrait. Darren thanked his heightened hearing as he listened in on them discussing the password "Bat wings"

"Why do we have such a weird password?"

"Just don't ask Ron. Just don't ask" and they climbed into the hole on the other side.

'I'm going to have fun! Who cares if everyone thinks I'm a traitor and strange! In fact! Let's just use that to my advantage!'

Darren was feeling a little silly so he hunched over (like the grinch!) and stalked over to the portrait on his toes.

"I'm on a secret mission, the password is 'bat wings' use it wisely" He said while looking around more than needed.

The fat lady rolled her eyes and smiled. "Hope you are successful in your mission sir." she said, keeping the game going.

"I never existed.." He gave one final look around then stalked into the dorm holding an imaginary sword.

The fat lady closed the entranceway and giggled.

Darren straightened out on the other side, turning back into his serious form. But going on in his head….well that was a different story

'Dun dun dun. Dundundun, dun dun dun. DDDUUUNNNN' he smiled thinly and walked through the doors.

The entire dorm went quiet and stared at him.

He shrugged them off and stared around. There was cushy red chairs, a roaring fireplace to his left, bookcases and a door on either side of him.

The people in the dorm grumbled and turned back to what they were doing before.

He watched as some younger boys walked through the door on the right

'…? What's up there?' he turned and followed them through the doors and up the stairs behind them.

There were doors all along the hall at the top of the stairs. Each of them labeled with a different year.

'Erm… I think I remember Paris saying I was in year seven?'

He walked up to the door labeled 'Year seven' and opened it.

Inside were six beds all squished into the room. Only one had no trunk at the end.

He walked over to it and sniffed 'Good, hasn't been used yet.' He noticed on the side table beside the bed was a small note with his name on it.

He picked it up and sliced open the seal.

Taking out the note he read the green lettering on the old parchment

Dear Darren,

Welcome to your first year at Hogwarts! I hope you have a wonderful stay, just a few things you might like to know. I am to be the only one to know you're a vampire, under no circumstances is anyone allowed to know. We will supply the blood you need, human and animal, so you are warned, if you attack one of the students or suck their blood, you will be punished by your clan. We will be going at the end of the week for your school supplies so you will be excused to watch classes for the first week. If you find that anything is unsuitable or uncomfortable, just notify me and I will see that you are happy at my school.

-Headmaster (And lover of lemon sherberts) Dumbledore

The door was suddenly swung open and Ron and Harry walked in talking raveidly about something called 'Quidditch' Darren hastily crumpled up the note and threw it under his bed.

They silenced as they noticed Darren. Ron turned up his nose and headed for one of the trunks.

"What are you doing here?" said Ron coldly

Darren glared "This is going to be were I am residing this year." He replied, equally as frosty.

Harry watched them and shivered. 'Had it gotten colder in here?'

"Seeing your experience with magic and maturity I'm surprised you aren't in first year."

Darren smiled knowingly "Ill always be more mature than you AND harry put together."

Ron bristled and turned on Darren "And how could THAT be? You joined up with Malfoy and played their games. Only children play those games, calling each other names."

"He called you names, not me." Pointed out Darren, sitting cross-legged on his bed to the far right, tilting his head down and closing his eyes.

"Oh ya? And what about 'smells of Gryffindor' hmm? You are now in Gryffindor now, are you not? Personally I think you should have gone in Slytherin with the rest of your buddies. You can take over the world and help You- Know- Who with world conquest and bow down to him as he slaughters all your friends and family!" exploded Ron, fists clenched at his side.

Darren chuckled humorlessly, bangs covering his eyes " You will never know what I am and will do Ronald, but you should know, that I can not be effected by anything you accuse me of doing, because I cannot be hurt." He said in a whisper as he stood up and walked out of the room.

Ron had stopped his angry rant and his face stopped turning red. "What did he mean by that?"

Harry shook his head cluelessly and stared after the new boy who had shown up and gotten shunned by all his school in a matter of hours.

Darren walked down the stairs and out of the dorm. He walked down the hallway and when he came across a window he opened it and sunk his nails into the stone and clambered onto the roof were he watched the stars twinkle above.' They just don't know, do they? No. They never will either, because they can never know… No one can help me now. " He closed his eyes and fell asleep, cool night air caressing his face comfortingly.

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-Looks up at story- were did my hyperness go? This came out all by itself. But I kinda like it. So 'ere it is folks! Sorry it took so long, I was just a little busy this week