Chapter 4

"Love comes from blindness, friendship from knowledge."

- Bussy-Rabutin (1618 - 1693)

Tristan stepped out of the room and saw the Weasley children and Harry hiding on the stairwell. "Where is Kyra?" He asked.

"I think she's in the library," Ginny told him, adding a blush on her cheeks.

Tristan gave her a genuine smile, "Thank you, Miss. Ginny."

Tristan followed Kyra's scent of her perfume as it led him to the dusty library. Finally, he spotted Kyra and leaned against the door, gazing at her ravishing beauty. He pressed his lips hard trying not to laugh when he notices what she was reading: a romance novel. Tristan pushed himself away from the wall and walked to the other side of the bookshelves staring at Kyra as he passed the books.

"You don't scare me, Tristan." Kyra said her eyes still on a page.

Tristan chuckled, "I never seem to."

Kyra lifted her golden eyes and smiled, "So we're going to Hogwarts."

"We're going to Hogwarts." Tristan walked around her and pulled the book away from her hands. "He pushed her against the wall, his hands wrapped her wrists like a prisoner, and her heart couldn't stop beating wildly…what on earth are you reading?"

Kyra scowled as she grabbed the book back, "It's a novel."

"A romance – Kyra, if you wanted some romance then you know half the males are waiting for you in their chambers back home." Tristan laughed.

"Oh shut up." Kyra snarled as she slapped him on the shoulder.

Tristan laughed again but it soon stopped when he watched as Kyra clutch her head. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," she whispered. "Just…"

"Did you have a flashback?"

"No –I don't think so." Kyra mumbled. "Would you believe me if I said I have a headache?"

Tristan smiled, "If you were human. Kyra, what did you see?"

"Nothing!"

"Kyra, this is your past we are talking about. Don't you want to know who you were before? How you lived?" Tristan questioned her.

"Of course I do! It's just…what if my human life wasn't the best life?" Kyra asked. "What if my human life was horrible? What if I wasn't a kind person?"

"Now that is impossible." Tristan said. "You're probably the kindest person I know and trust me; vampires aren't the nicest company around."

"But I have a soul and if I didn't, who knows what would've happen? But you and your brother are also different, Tristan." Kyra told him. "You are…you're quiet and mysterious and have a heart."

"Because you given me one." Tristan smiled.

Kyra stared at his violet eyes and his smile and if she could blush, she would. But she snapped out of his gaze. "I wasn't joking."

"Neither was I." Tristan thought but didn't say anything.

"There you two lovebirds are." Adam said. "And of course, Kyra is in the library."

"What is it, Adam?" Tristan asked with a hint of annoyance in his tone.

"We will meet the Weasley children and Harry at the train station in four days." Adam said. "We better go home and get packing."

"Is there something else we should know, Adam?" Kyra asked, noticing Adam was hiding something.

"No, just I know everything is going to be great this year." Adam smile but behind that smile, he wasn't happy. He wasn't even close to being happy as he stared at the youngest vampire in front of him.

"Do you honestly think we will be safe with vampires in the school?" Ron asked Harry.

Harry sighed as he got in his bed, "I don't know, Ron. I mean, Kyra and those guys seem different than I expected."

"Still, I don't trust them." Ron admitted. "That Tristan and Adam are hiding something that they don't want us to figure out."

Harry yawned, "We'll figure it out when we see them again. Good night, Ron."

"Goodnight, Harry." Ron said and both teens slowly fell asleep.

It was nighttime and it was a beautiful night to dream: windless, warm, and scented, with a streak of gold lingering in the sky. Harry walked down the terrace steps of the school, across the grass, and through the gates, which led him to the lake. Then, his feet stopped when he spotted a figure in the lake, her naked back facing him. She didn't even seem to notice his presence.

Harry stayed where he was as he noticed that the girl was washing blood off her body. She was hurt. Harry took one-step and accidently broke a tree branch, which caused the mysterious girl to stop what she was doing. The girl's head turned and Harry saw a pair of beautiful golden eyes in the night. He couldn't seem to get away from those eyes as if he was in a trance. But that trance was soon over when her teeth popped out from her lips and jumped from the water to Harry.

Harry gasped as he sat straight in his bed; he turned his head and found Ron snoring in his own bed. Harry groaned as he fell backwards on his bed, realizing he just had another nightmare. But this time, it involved Kyra, not Voldemort or Death Eaters or people dying. "Why did I have a dream about Kyra?" Harry thought, staring the empty ceiling. "What does it mean?"

"This is going to be a long year." Harry said aloud and finally, drifted off sleep.

After Kyra and Tristan got their supplies and uniforms, they arrived at the train station with Adam and few of the older vampires. They waited in another room away from the students in the day. Now, darkness took over the light and Kyra sat in her seat reading another book as Tristan, and Adam went over the schedule for watching over the students. Adam left the compartment to check on the other vampires, leaving the teenage vampires alone.

Tristan lifted his eyes as he stared at Kyra across from him. She sat on the seat with her right leg over her left, showing off her legs again in her uniform. His violet eyes watched as her eyes scanned across a page at an inhuman rate, flipping each page with interest. Her dark brown hair in a braided side ponytail, showing her naked neck and Tristan scolded at himself from looking there in the first place.

But he did notice something that caught his attention. "Kyra, when was the last time you fed?" Tristan asked. But there was no response. He sighed, knowing that she is pretending not to hear him even though she has super-hearing. "Kyra –"

"I'm fine," She interrupted.

Tristan frowned and closed the notebook on his lap, "You're lying."

"No I'm not."

"Kyra –"

"I'm fine." Kyra snarled.

Unexpectedly, Tristan sat next to Kyra and put his hand under her chin, staring at her face. Kyra looked anywhere but at Tristan because he was making her uncomfortable. Tristan released his hold and sighed, and Kyra felt strange. That sigh meant he was disappointed and Kyra hated the feeling building in her chest, she didn't like to disappoint anybody.

Tristan lifted his head and she stared at his violet eyes. "Two months and three days." Kyra told him.

Tristan grabbed a coffee bottle from his school bag and handed it to Kyra. "It's deer blood. It isn't much but it can last you another month."

Kyra smiled, "Thank you."

"After the ceremony, you and I are going hunting. I need you not to starve yourself, Kyra." He said to her. "Why are you feeding less?"

"I don't know." Kyra admitted. "I have a lot of things in my mind that feeding must have slipped my mind."

Tristan raised his eyebrow. "Since when do you have a lot of things in your mind?"

Kyra looked back down at her book as she sipped the blood. "I would appreciate it if you would be quiet. I'm reading."

"Well excuse me, your majesty." Tristan chuckled but he lifted his eyes once more when he saw the title of the book: History of Hogwarts. "Didn't you read that last night?"

"It's interesting," Kyra replied. "I don't know why but these events that happened in the past…it's strange as if I knew about them before."

Before Tristan could speak, the train stopped suddenly and Kyra fell down into Tristan's arms. Kyra didn't have to lift her head, knowing there was a smirk on Tristan's face. "Shut up," Kyra said to him without looking as she stood up and looked out in the window. "We can't possibly be there already."

"Something is not right." Tristan said and opened the door, seeing every student's head pop out also. "Do you smell that?"

Kyra closed her eyes as she sniffed the air. "Blood and vampire. But it's not one of us."

Tristan sighed as he looked at Kyra. "Looks like we have a vampire on the loose."