Chapter 10

"Oh please! Get over yourself." Kyra interrupted and turned around to face him. "I wasn't attentive because I was having a flashback, not focusing on your stupid little conservation with that greasy git. My life doesn't have to be surrounded by the likes of you."

"What the hell is that suppose to mean?" Tristan yelled.

"Figure it out." Kyra said as she took her schoolbag from him and walked down to the forest.

Tristan stood there as he watched Kyra walked alone to the Forbidden Forest, still shock by the way she spoke to him. She usually does that when she's angry and that was when Tristan realized, he did hurt her by ignoring her. Tristan turned around and walked in the hallways, not bothering to return to his Potion class.

"Tristan, what are you doing here?" Adam asked as he sat in the shadows reading a book. "Shouldn't you be in class with Harry and Ron?"

"Kyra –she touched a silver spoon and Snape told me to take her out before our secret was out." Tristan explained. "I tried to take her to the forest myself but she didn't want that."

"Let me guess, she yelled at you." Adam said, smirking at his little brother. "You deserve it."
"Pardon me?"

"Tristan, for weeks Kyra constantly asks me why you're ignoring and truth is told, I don't know either. I thought out of all those silly little arguments you have with Kyra, this had to be the one that you can't get over." Adam yelled at him, slamming his book close. "Why are you being so stubborn?"

"That night when Kyra and I had that argument, it made me open my eyes and see –the closer I get to Kyra, the more danger she is in. Our enemies will –I can't let them hurt her." Tristan explained. "I can't let Kyra know who I am."

Adam sighed, "But she does know you."

"But not of my past –our past." Tristan corrected.

"Tristan, Kyra is in danger every day because she is with us or not. You and I both know who she really is."

"Don't forget Joseph knows as well." Tristan mumbled angrily.

"You can't let the past run your life, Tristan. And you can't let it affect you like this."

"Or else what?"

"Or else you will lose everyone you ever cared for including Kyra."

"But she's –Kyra is…" Tristan groaned as he hit the front of his forehead on the wall.

"Kyra is one of the kind," Adam finished for him, smiling. "Do you have any other classes after Potions?"

"No, Ron and Harry have Quidditch." Tristan mumbled. "Why?"

"I believe right now would be a good opportunity to apologize to a certain young lady." Adam said as he reopened his book. "Go now little brother or else I will force you. Let's face it, I am older, and there is no way you can beat me."

Adam lifted his eyes and saw his little brother nowhere but the book bag he left in the living room. Adam rolled his eyes and chuckled as he continued reading.

"Harry, Ron!" Both teenagers turned around and saw Tristan running up to him. They were about to head to the Great Hall for dinner. "Have you seen Kyra anywhere?" he asked them.

"Uh, no. Did you lose her or something?" Ron asked.

Tristan snarled at the redhead. "I couldn't find her in the forest and Hagrid said he hasn't seen her anywhere."

"Have you checked the library?" asked Harry.

"Yes –no one has seen her." Tristan said and ran his fingers through his dark hair. He shouldn't be panicking because he can't find Kyra. "She has to be somewhere in this gigantic school."

"Do you want us to help?" Harry asked.

"Yes, please and ask Ginny as well. If I heard right, Ginny and Kyra have become close friends." Tristan said and walked away.

Both boys entered the Great Hall and spotted the youngest Weasley. "Ginny, have you seen Kyra?" Harry asked.

"No, I haven't. Why?" She asked.

"Come with us." Harry ordered.

All three of the Gryffindors went down to Hagrid's cabin and split into two groups: Hagrid, Ginny, Ron, and Harry. Meanwhile, Tristan took a different route in the scented and warm night, with a streak of gold and amethyst still lingering in the sky. He didn't understand what's going on. He watched Kyra walk into the Forbidden Forest with his own eyes, did something happen to her while hunting? Was she hurt?

"What do you think happened to her?" Ron asked.

"I don't know. Tristan said she was walking down to hunt after what happened in Potions." Harry explained. "What would happen to a vampire while hunting?"

"Probably meeting with other magical creatures," Ron replied and moaned. "We should've listened to Hagrid more in his classes."

Harry chuckled and continued walking with their wands as their light in the darkness. However, Harry soon stopped when he noticed the streak of gold in the sky and remembers seeing that somewhere –"I think I know where Kyra is!" Harry yelled as he ran straight ahead of him.

"Hey, wait for me!" Ron yelled as he ran after his best friend.

Both teenagers halted in their steps when they arrived at lake but saw no one there. "What? Is Kyra supposed to be here?"

"Yeah, I mean I had a dream just like this night and a girl was in the lake. It was Kyra." Harry said to him.

"Are you sure?"

"How many girls do you know that has golden eyes?" Harry questioned and didn't wait for an answer. "Anyways, in my dream, I saw that she was hurt badly. So she has to be here if she doesn't want to be covered with blood."

"Alright, you stay here and I'll go find Hagrid and Ginny." Ron said. "We don't know if she is hurt, though Harry."

"I know Ron but it's worth a shot." Harry said to him. "Go, I'll be fine."

"You found her?" Both boys jumped at Tristan's sudden presence.

"Harry had a dream of this night and figured Kyra would be here." Ron explained to the vampire.

"Are you sure?" Tristan asked and Harry nodded. "Both of you go find Hagrid and Ginny. I'll stay here."

"But –"

"I am the reason Kyra is upset and I wouldn't blame her. I should be here." Tristan explained. Both boys nodded, not really wanting to argue with a vampire that looked like he was ready to explode with anger.

After Harry and Ron left, Tristan sat down on the grass, waiting and hoping the Boy-Who-Live was telling the truth about his dream. He groaned, putting his hands in front of his face, not sure what to say to Kyra. He didn't even know what to say to her the day after their little disagreement. Tristan thought that ignoring her would be the best thing for her. But it wasn't, for either of them. Those few weeks for him were horrible and hard for him not to talk to her because it made him realize how little friends he had.

"You are her friend."

"I am not Kyra's mate."

"She cares about you."

"Damn it, Kyra. Where the hell are you?" Tristan thought as he stood back up and decided to walk around. The school had a big lake.

Tristan walked around the area, hearing the magical creatures hissing and other noises, he smiled knowing they won't do anything to him because he was a vampire. He could easily crush them and drink their blood. And he would because he doesn't drink human blood. Tristan shook his head, he shouldn't be thinking about food right now. Suddenly, he caught something in the corner of his eye.

A girl was standing in the shadow edge of the lake, half of her body in the water. She had her bare back to him and her dark brown hair fell into a loose veil to her waist. As Tristan watched, she bent to the water, dipped her arms in it, and immediately saw blood on her body. With one arm, she pulled back the mass of her hair, while with the other she rubbed her neck, her shoulders, her narrow back…

Then, his eyes growing accustomed to the dusk, he saw that the girl in the lake was dedicatedly washing herself. And as soon as he saw a bite mark on her wrist, he knew who she was. Chivalry now ordered that Tristan should turn and move silently away. Instead, he stepped back behind a tree and waited.

Kyra finished washing now, twisted her hair into a knot high on her head, and began walking slowly deeper into the water. She swam easily and silent across the beautiful water. Tristan caught her delight, her oneness with the dark water and night. She was different than any other female he ever met.

"What's the matter with me?" Tristan thought as he leaned his back against the tree, trying everything in his power not to turn around and see Kyra in the water again. "Kyra isn't a teenager anymore. She's a woman…a beautiful woman."

Tristan took a deep fake breath and turned around but his eyes widen when he saw that Kyra wasn't in the lake and her clothes weren't on the ground. "Where is she?" Tristan whispered. Suddenly, a force knocked him down and rolled him over on the ground. Something was on top of him.

Somebody was on top of him.

He opened his eyes and saw a stunning pair of golden eyes matching the beautiful sky.