Chap 3: Hogwarts Part 2: Diagonally.
Vladimir walked out of the boom store, slightly disappointed. He'd just found out that first year wizards were not able to have booms. He looked down at his list of school supplies.
He only needed a wand and robes, and that was it.
"Dad?" he called out with his thoughts.
"Yes...?" came the reply of Alucard. Vladimir could tell he was having a drink or about to as his inner voice dripped with distracted pleasure.
Vladimir smiled as he said, "I've only got my wand and robes to get, and I'll be at the wand store in a bit. Do you want to meet up anywhere after I get my robes?"
"I'll be a while... Just meet me in Knockturn. If I'm not at the regular store, then I'm just around the corner." came Alucard's reply. "Did you not get your broom? I thought that was where you were headed last, and that was only a minute ago. Surely you didn't get it already; they like to haggle with you. Even with your haggling skills, it'd have taken longer..."
"Couldn't get it. Said first years aren't allowed. Guess the rules have changed since Mum went." Vladimir said, sounding uncaring, but still very much disappointed about it.
"Humph... Ridiculous if you ask me. Before we leave, I'll get you one. If Integra could have one, I see no difference in you having one."
Vladimir smiled. "If you say so father." He then let the link go and walked over to the wand shop.
He walked in and looked at all the boxes on the walls, all tightly packed together. He'd never been to the shop. His first wand was given to him, passed down to him by Integra, and she'd gotten a new one. It was part of why he'd pretty much abandoned it. It just didn't like working with him that much, but of the wands that his mother had collected over the years, it was the best one. But this didn't mean it was his perfect match. His wandless magic was much stronger, and so he left the wand behind.
He looked around and saw no one, so he walked up to the desk and rang the bell.
Immediately, a crooked old man slid down one of the aisle on a ladder. One look at Vladimir and his eyes lit up.
"Ah! It's young Harry Potter! Years, I've been looking forward to meeting you!" the old man said and hopped down from the ladder- with surprising spryness, given his aged figure- and was right up in a very much confused and even more uncomfortable Vladimir's face.
Vladimir backed up, and said, "I don't know who you're talking about, but I'm not a hairy potter. Don't even really care for making pottery, and it's not proper for a man to be so hairy he's called hairy. Anyway, I'm Vladimir Hellsing. Here to get my wand?"
The man looked positively puzzled. But he shook his head, and continued. "My bad, my bad. Must be getting old. A Hellsing, are you? I remember your mother. Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. Magnificent woman she turned out to be, just like her father." He said all this as he was bustling about the shop, pulling boxes. Each one he'd put back, and mutter, "No, that's not it..."
Finally, though, he came back with a black box. He opened it to reveal a beautifully made wand. "Blood wood, 12 in. Nosferatu hair for a core. Specially made for you, as your mother sent in your measurements, and gave me some of her vampire's hair.
"And I must say, I was over ecstatic to be making a wand with the hair of the Nosferatu! I do get the occasional vampire hair, but never this. Not to mention, it's hard enough to get it from a normal one. They tend to like to bite, as you may well know. We thought the blood wood would go nicely, seeing as what its core is made of. We feel it would be a right fit for you, but if not, than we can continue to look, and I add this to my great collection."
Vladimir picked up the wand, his eyes wide with surprise. He hadn't expected this. He was immediately filled with warmth. Ollivanders clapped again. "Ah! Perfect!"
"How much?" Vladimir said, not taking his eyes off the wand.
"Oh, no, no! Your mother already paid." Ollivanders said as he ushered Vladimir to the door.
On the way out though, Vladimir bumped a box and its wand clattered to the floor. He picked it up, intending to place it back, but was surprised, as it gave a warm feeling, much like the other wand.
"Oh...!" the old man said, very much surprised. "Two wands? Two have chosen you.
"Hummm... very curious... That there wand is an oak wood, phoenix tail feather and 12 in. Both wands are very powerful. The blood wood is good for very powerful magic's, mostly in the offensive kind. The oak wood is good for powerful charms and such..."
Vladimir looked at them. They were both very well crafted- though he very much liked the blood wood more. But he couldn't help but feel attached to the second wand.
"Could I have both?" he asked, looking up at the man.
Ollivanders looked surprised at this but then smiled. "Well, I suppose you should. Once the wand has chosen, it's hard to give it to someone else. Very well. Two gallons."
Vladimir nodded and handed over the money. "Thank you much, sir." he said before exiting the shop. He then went to the robes shop.
He had to wait a bit, but finally got to go up and get fitted.
"Going to Hogwarts, I presume?" said the tailor woman. Vladimir nodded as she bustled off to get the robe. Next to him there was a blond boy who was looking over at him.
"Hogwarts too, eh?" Vladimir nodded again, thinking to himself, Yeah, didn't you hear her?
The boy continued to speak. "I'm Draco Malfoy. And you must be that Harry fellow I've heard about?"
"Vladimir Hellsing." Vladimir answered simply, though his brow came together when he said the word "Harry." He knew his hair was a bit untamed, but there wasn't much he could do about it. And it wasn't like it was that bad anyway…
"Hellsing...? Strange... Anyway, where have I heard that name from?"
"We're an organization, and one of the pure bloods, like your family." Vladimir said, though it wasn't a boosting manner, more just stating the facts.
"Ah, now I remember. My father told me about you once. Said your mother could have made a fine Malfoy. Though she ended up in Ravenclaw, unlike us. My whole family is from Slytherin."
Vladimir could feel a slight bit of criticism in there when he mentioned that last part.
"He also said that you are able to use magic underage. Never told me why though. Is it true?"
"Yes." Vladimir said simply.
"So why then? Is it because you're of pure blood?"
"If that were the case, don't you think you'd be able to also?" Vladimir said, with just a bit of sarcasm in his voice. "No, it's because we are an organization separate from the wizarding world. One that deals with searching and destroying the evil creatures of the night." He had very much pride in his voice as he said this.
Draco's eyes widened. "Really? My father would be most interested to hear of this..." he said, "I wonder… would my father be able to meet with one of your parents? My family likes to keep touch with the pure bloods."
Vladimir hid a smirk. "Sure. I'm going to meet my father right after this."
"Perfect. Where are you meeting him?"
"Down in Knockturn Ally, at a pawn shop."
"Great, if it's the one I'm thinking of, my father's going to go there too. I'll just catch him and we'll go there."
After they had their robes, they left. They didn't talk- or rather, Vladimir didn't, while Draco went on about his family. They reached to turn for Knockturn Ally and walked for a bit before stopping at the shop.
"Ah, my father's just inside. How long till your father gets here?"
But Vladimir was walking over to the corner of the store. Malfoy followed, confused. They heard a sucking sound.
"Hmmm..." came a pleasured moan. They saw a figure in the dark, hunched over and holding another figure, which was limp.
"Hey dad, I've brought someone with me. Wanna give 'em a scare? He's a Malfoy, by the way..." Vladimir said, as Alucard dropped the body.
"Hahaha..." came Alucard's reply. "With pleasure..."
Alucard stalked forward.
"Who... who is that? What is that?" Draco said, shaking behind Vladimir.
"That-" said Vladimir, hiding a smile and putting on a serious face, "-is a vampire."
Alucard took another step, making his heavy boots land hard, in a puddle of blood. He gave an
evil laugh.
"K- k- kill it! You... you know how to, right?" Draco said, looking at Vladimir.
"I haven't killed one yet. I'm not sure if I could..." Vladimir said, not looking at Draco.
Alucard took another step in to a beam of light. He tilted his head to the left. "Ummm... two more..." all of a sudden, Alucard was right in front of them. "How nice of you to come to me."
Draco squealed and ran off into the store.
Alucard and Vladimir laughed once he was out of hearing range. After they were done they walked to the store. Alucard walked in, and Vladimir hid behind him.
"Th... that's him father!" said a panicked Draco, pointing frantically at Alucard.
There was a tall, long blonde haired man standing beside Draco. He turned and backed up to the counter, a horrified look on his face, as he saw Alucard, clad in crimson, orange glasses pushed down to show the red eyes and his lips covered with the still fresh blood.
"Good evening." Alucard said, smiling a crooked grin, all fangs.
"He must have already gotten that boy!" Draco yelled.
"Who, me?" Vladimir said, stepping out from behind Alucard, smiling.
"Wha... You..." Draco stuttered, pointing at the living, and non-bloodied Vladimir.
"You ran before I could introduce you. You know, that's quite rude, considering you wanted to meet him." Vladimir said, he then gestured to Alucard. "Now that you're here, let me introduce you. This is my father, Alucard."
"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Malfoy."
"You... a vampire!" Mr. Malfoy yelped.
"Great observation," Alucard said, sarcasm dripping from his mouth. "Not many are able to tell by first glance. Though with my friendly smile, I suppose it's not hard to miss."
Just then a man walked up from behind the counter. "Ah, Mr. Alucard, sir. I've just got your order in yesterday. Shall I go fetch it now?"
Completely ignoring the two other frightened wizards, Alucard walked up to the counter.
"Yes, please do." he said, looking at the man. The man shivered but tried to hide it by bustling off to get whatever it was.
"So what are you getting here, Dad?" Vladimir asked casually, as if he weren't talking to the world's most powerful vampire.
"I wanted you to have something non-magical, but your mother said she refused. So, I simply settled for something magical, but muggle made."
Vladimir raised an eyebrow at this. Just then the shopkeeper came back with a wooden case. He opened it up to reveal a semi-automatic. Vladimir's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as Alucard took it out and handed it to him.
"It's only got one bullet, but it's charmed to make come back and as perfect as before it was shot." Alucard said as Vladimir took the gun. He lifted the gun up, feeling its weight and seeing how perfect it lined up with his chosen mark.
"It was an idea given to us by a member of Millennium, I must admit." Alucard said.
Vladimir looked up at him surprised. "Rip Van Winkle, I presume?" he said, and a slightly disappointed look came over his face.
Rip Van Winkle had a rifle that only shot one bullet; which, like this one, returned. It also hit whatever mark she wanted it to. This last part was one he didn't agree with. How can it be fun, a challenge, if you never had to really aim?
"Hahaha..." Alucard laughed at the disappointed face. "Yes. It was Van Winkle who gave us the idea. But, you needn't worry. It is only charmed to have the bullet come back. You still have to aim."
At this, Vladimir smiled.
"Good. Now that we have that done." Alucard handed some money to the shop keeper and they walked out- still ignoring the still stunned Malfoy's. "Let's see... Your broom. Yes..."
They walked to the store and on the way, Vladimir told Alucard about how he got two wands.
Alucard smiled at this. "You seem to have the making of a great wizard."
"Yes, but we already knew that was coming." Vladimir said, with a mock pompous way. They laughed as they walked into the store filled with broom sticks.
"Excuse me, sir. I'd like to buy my son a broom." Alucard said to the shop keepers back. The man jumped and turned, and jumped again at Alucard's "friendly" smile- forget the rest of the attire.
The man then looked down at Vladimir. "Um... I- I'm sorry, sir, but he... he can't have one yet. He's a first year..."
"Hummm..." Alucard said, already looking at brooms. "I think you'll find that doesn't matter. He's a Hellsing..." Alucard picked up a broom stick that was beautifully crafted. It read Nimbus 2000. "He'll have this one."
The man looked like he wanted to object, but Alucard looked at him hard. "If you need a letter of recognition, I'll be glad to provide one."
"No, no. That won't be needed. I know who the Hellsings' are."
Alucard purchased the broom and they walked out.
"Where to now?" Vladimir asked, looking up at his father.
"We'll be heading back to the manor. Hummm... I almost forgot. I'll be right back. Just do whatever, I'll meet you." Although he was confused, Vladimir nodded. Alucard disappeared into the portal- making some people jump.
Vladimir decided he'd give himself a treat, and went to a candy store. He walked out a minute later, with a bag of many different treats, and a special something for Alucard.
He was looking down at a chocolate frog box, opening it carefully so as not to let the frog get away from him, when he bumped into a large man- letting the frog escape.
Vladimir looked up, expecting to see Alucard but threw that thought aside as he saw the brown overcoat and then bushy beard.
"Sorry 'bout tha'... Bli'me! Is tha' you 'earry?" the big man said. "We though' you'd gone missin'!"
The man cried and was about to hug Vladimir.
Vladimir, however, was not having it.
He backed away quickly. "Look, sir. No offence, but the only person I see hairy here, is you. Now... I'll just be going..." Vladimir then turned without a word, leaving the very confused man behind. But he did start thinking about how people kept calling him "hairy". His hair wasn't that long, and he had no facial hair. But now that he thought about it, they said it as if that was his name. What was the last part of it the wand maker said, "Potter"?
"Harry Potter..." Vladimir mused.
He then bumped into another large man.
He looked up to find Alucard looking down at him with a raised eyebrow. "You have something on your mind?" he said. "I tried to get your attention five times, and you didn't seem to notice, even with the telepathy."
"Oh... sorry father." Vladimir said, "Um... yeah, there is something on my mind. All day, I've had people calling me 'hairy'. I thought they were actually saying I had a lot of hair, but I got to thinking and they said it like it was my name. The wand maker even called me 'Harry Potter.'"
Alucard smiled, and gave a small laugh.
"Yes... I almost forgot about that..." he muttered, though Vladimir didn't hear. "Ignore it." he said louder.
Vladimir nodded, and did just what his father said. If it wasn't that important, then there was no reason to think more on it. So he changed the subject.
"I got you something." he said as they started walking.
"Oh? And what could that be?"
Vladimir pulled out a small box of red candies. Marked on the box, was "Blood Pops: A treat vampires just can't resist!"
"Interesting..." Alucard said as he took the pack. He opened it and popped one in. "Hmmm..." he said, as the blood pop popped and spread the crimson liquid all over his mouth. He looked at the pack and saw that it had different blood types. "Good choice..." he said, looking down at Vladimir with a smile.
"I got some for Seras too. I figured I'd trick her into having them." Vladimir said with a big smile at his thinking- Seras was still clinging to the (untrue) fact that she didn't like blood, so tricking her into having them would be good for her.
Alucard laughed at this and laid a hand on Vladimir's shoulder.
"That's a marvelous idea…"