Hermione Granger; A Vampire; Chapter 3

Long after Professor Dumbledore, Mcgonagal and Snape had left, Hermione was going over the conversation again and again in her head, wondering what her life will be like after becoming a vampire. Never having to age and remaining young for centuries, being abnormally strong and have heightened reflexes. All sounded amazing except for the fact that she will have to drink blood in order to live (even though she is technically dead already).

Dumbledore had said that she had until 10 PM to complete the transformation. Until that time he had said she would grow very weak and would have an extremely strong desire to kill and feed on human blood, which she should try desperately not to act on. The hunger she was feeling was not normal hunger, and the burning sensation in her throat would only get worse the longer she put off feeding.

The teachers were setting up a blood giveaway where students and professors alike were giving a pint of blood so that Hermione could feed and be supplied for a while. Dumbledore had told Hermione that it was up to her weather she completed the transition or not, even though if she didn't she would die. It was entirely up to her.

"This is your life, not mine Miss Granger, it is therefore up to you on how you decide to live it." he had said.

Hermione had been expecting him to say something like that. Dumbledore was not like any other teachers in the school. Everyone was given a choice when it was up to him, even if it was a life or death situation.

She finally came to the conclusion that she would complete the transition. She wasn't ready to die and the only alternative was to feed and complete it.

It was now midday and she was discharged. She had gotten changed in a hurry and was looking forward to seeing her two best friends, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. She knew they would be supportive of her even if she was a vampire. Thats what best friends were for. She had been told by Professor Dumbledore that she was to go up to her dormitory and stay there. If she was around to many people at once she would break down and not be able to resist feeding and if she fed on a human now there was no knowing weather she would be able to stop once she'd started.

She left the hospital wing and headed in the direction for the dormitories. She was about to go up the stairs leading the the Gryffindor tower when she smelt something extremely appealing. She had never smelt something like that before. It was something warm and…sweet. What was it?

"There must be something new for lunch, I think I'll go check it out I'm sure i'll be fine." she thought.

She turned around and headed for he dining hall. The smell was getting stronger and soon Hermione was running to it desperate to get something of whatever it was. It smelt truly delicious.

She finally came to the dining hall and she ran inside, eyes scanning the room trying to find what was smelling so good. The room was full of students sitting at their house tables all chattering merrily talking over the days Quidditch practices and lessons.

Hermione smelt the air once again. The smell was coming from all directions, She could feel her mouth watering and her breaths get quicker, the burning sensation in her throat got worse, every time she breathed in, it was like inhaling flames.

She knew she shouldn't have gone in there.

She knew what it was that was smelling so nice now…it was the people around her, their blood pulsing in their veins. She could hear their pulses and all she wanted to do was to bite their soft necks and drink their warm blood. She needed to walk, no run away as fast as she could.

But she couldn't bring herself to do it.

The room went quiet at the sight of her. Everyone was staring at her, as though waiting for her to say something. She could see Dumbledore's shocked expression which confirmed that he knew what she was feeling right at that moment.

Then without giving any warning of what she was about to do, she lunged for the girl closest to her, a Ravenclaw. A growl escaped her lips like a predator about to kill its prey. She wrenched the girl's head to the side and bit as hard as she could at her neck. She could feel the blood pass through her lips warming her whole body, the burning in her throat fading as she drunk more. She couldn't stop. And she wouldn't.

Then all of a sudden, the girl became impossible for Hermione to touch. The girls skin burnt Hermione's as though she were hot coals. Hermione let go of her, as he skin began to blister and burn. She cried out in pain and looked at her hands in horror but they slowly started to heal before her eyes and in no time they were completely normal again.

The whole dining hall had erupted in screams, students running everywhere trying to get as far away as possible from Hermione Granger. The Vampire.

Hermione Looked up at Dumbledore once again. His wand was raised, so he must of put the untouchable charm on the Ravenclaw girl, making it impossible for Hermione to hold her. The girl was slumped across the floor unconscious, blood trickling down her neck, her face almost as pale as Hermione's.

Then all of a sudden, Hermione's gums exploded with pain. It felt as though something was pushing out of the place where her canine teeth were. The pain was agony. Hermione screamed and fell to the ground, her hands in her mouth against her gums. Then as quickly as it had come, the pain stopped.

Hermione opened her mouth and felt her teeth with her fingers. Where her canine teeth were meant to be were sharp fangs about 2 centimetres long. She traced her tongue over them and felt how sharp they were. Like knives.

She felt her face begin to crack under her eyes, her eyelids turned purple and her irises turned red. (Vampire diaries reference for those who have watched the series!)

Her mouth was covered with sticky blood and the ends of her hair looked like they had been dipped in it.

And with that, she gave the room her most dazzling smile.