Hermione; A vampire Chapter 2

Hermione looked around her. She was in a forest with her parents, and she recognised the place as where she went camping with them a little over a year ago. It looked just as she remembered, the trees and their rustling leaves spreading a cool breeze around. The flowers sweet smell being spread through the air by the breeze. She bent down to pick one, her hair whipping her face so she brushed it away with her hand. She picked one and twirled it around in her hand before smelling it, inhaling the sweet scent it gave. She smelt it again. There was something odd about the smell, too…sickly sweet. She inhaled again. Yes it was defiantly too sweet.

And the she woke up.

Madam Pomfrey was bending over her waving her wand in front of Hermione's face, a sickly sweet scent coming out of the tip. Hermione scrunched up her eyes and rubbed them and tried to sit up, but madam Pomfrey pushed her down again.

"Don't try to sit up dear, your weak." Madam Pomfrey smoothed out her bed sheets and swept away up he corridor of beds and went into the nurses station before Hermione could protest.

She lay there trying to recall all that had happened. She felt weak and extremely hungry. Ravenous. She scanned the room for anything to eat and found that on her bedside table was a mound of chocolate frogs, pumpkin pasties and all other sorts of wizard sweets. She tore at the wrappers hungrily stuffing chocolate and pasties in her mouth.

She felt like a pig afterwards but the sweets hadn't done anything to satisfy the hunger she had felt. There was a sort of burning sensation in her throat and coursing through her veins. She needed something to drink. Desperately.

She tried to sit up but felt immediately faint, and the room felt as though it was spinning. "Someone stop spinning the room." she thought as she lay back down on the pillows. She kept trying to remember what happened and why she was here but her head felt as though it was stuffed with cotton wool and she just couldn't think.

She dozed off and slept for a while but was then woken again by Madam Pomfrey and she was followed by no other than Professor Dumbledor, Professor Mcgonagall, and Professor Snape.

They came over to her, Professor Mcgonagall, and Professor Snape stood at the end of her iron bed. Professor Dumbledor however came right up to Hermione and sat on he bed next to her, careful as not to hurt her.

"Professor Dumbledor I -" but Hermione got no further.

"Miss Granger, please let me speak. You will not remember what happened last night as you were, as we believe compelled by a vampire in the forbidden forest at 10 0clock last night. This may come as a nasty shock but we are forced to believe that you were turned last night by a vampire who had compelled you to drink his blood and then he must have killed you, which is why you are in transition into a vampire. You must be feeling the effects of Hunger and a burning desire to kill or drink blood." He stopped to take in Hermione's reaction. She was staring back at him a shocked look on her face, her mouth slightly open and her eyes unfocused. He carried on. "If you think carefully you may remember something as during transition the compulsion will wear off. That bandage on your neck is where he bit you. As soon as your memories start to come back you must immediately inform a teacher who will take you to my office, we must catch the culprit though if he knew any better he would be long gone by now."

Hermione's mind was filled with a million things at that moment. A vampire? How? How could that be possible? She knew there was such thing of course but HER! Become a vampire! Surely not. But then, she did fell different. The burning in her throat was getting worse and worse. Was that the desire for blood?

At last she spoke.

"But-, bu- but Professor. I can't be in transition…I can't remember drinking any blood let alone being in he woods last night and meeting a vampire!"

"Ah, but Miss Granger, the vampire compelled you. You cannot remember right now though I'm sure if you think hard you should, but as the transition carries on you will start to remember more clearly because the compulsion will wear off. I'm sorry that this has happened and under my nose too but…it has and we have to learn to accept that whatever happens…whatever, whether good or bad, is always for a reason. You will have to feed on human blood in order to compete the transition."

Professor Dumbledor continued to gaze at Hermione, his eyes bore into hers and it seemed as though he was X-raying her, seeing into her mind. Normally that made Hermione nervous but she barely registered what he was doing for another thought buzzed into her brain.

She took a deep breath. "Professor…" she trailed off.

She took another deep breath. "Professor, what will happen if I don't feed?" She could tell that the answer was not good before it even came out of Dumbledor's mouth.

"You'll die, Miss Granger."