Chapter 13

"Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever."

-Mahatma Ghandi

"You believe these attacks involve with Kyra somehow?" Joseph asked, noticing where Adam is looking at.

Adam watched as Kyra scowl at Ron for whatever he said to her. "I'm not quite sure but I'm hoping it doesn't. You know what it will mean if it does."

Joseph nodded, "It will be the end for her."

Tristan looked up and saw his brother talking to Joseph and the fact they were staring at them, mostly at Kyra, worries him. He told the group he would meet them later as if he ran towards the two vampires. "What is he doing here?" Tristan snarled.

"That's not nice, Tristan. I am an old friend." Joseph said, pretending to be offended.

"You're right. I'm supposed to treat elders with kindness." Tristan smirked. "Why is he here, Adam?"

"He's just giving me reports that are important. That's all." Adam told him. "Hurry up or else you'll get detention."

But Tristan didn't move from his spot as he stared at his older brother. "Adam, we're brothers –immortal brothers and I know how you lie." He reminded.

Adam sighed, "There is nothing to tell, little brother. Now, go."

Tristan looked at his brother then at Joseph giving them a warning glare before walking away.

"Now, here I thought Tristan was the better liar." Joseph commented.

"Go back to the Muggle World and tell everyone about this…little invasion that is happening here in the magical world. If there are any connections with our little problems, I want you to immediately call me or transport here." Adam ordered.

Joseph nodded as he stood up, "Whatever you say. Oh before I forget, you may want to ask your brother what he saw that day in the classroom."

"What do you mean?"

"From what I hear in these hallways, Tristan saw something in his vision that may affect Kyra's life."

Adam nodded his head one more time and watch as Joseph disappeared into the shadows, leaving the elder vampire on the bench. Joseph was right for one thing, Tristan is a better lair than anyone believes.

"I don't know how you do it." Kyra said to Harry as they exit from another classroom that they went today and walked to the Great Hall with Tristan and Ron behind for lunch.

"Do what?" Harry asked.

"Go through this routine every single day." Kyra said to him. "The whole…'I survived a deadly curse from the most powerful wizard' thing and being famous while trying to live a normal life as possible."

"My life has never been normal, Kyra." Harry told her. "The only thing that was normal to me is my friends."

"So how do you it?"

"Honestly, when things go tough Hermione always reminds me what's important and she always nag me and Ron about homework." Harry smiled.

Kyra laughed, "I have to admit Harry I'm starting to like you."

Harry looked at the vampire surprised. "Really?"

"Not in a romantic way of course. I don't know why but being around your presence and Ron's, it feels…comfortable and familiar." Kyra admitted. "It sounds odd I know but that's the way I feel."

"Is it the same feeling you have with Tristan and Adam?" Harry asked.

Kyra looked at Harry surprise at that random question but decided to answer. "Strangely enough, yes. Tristan and Adam are brothers and they look down to me as their younger sister and close friend. You and Ron are like brothers…and I suppose you both look at Hermione like a sister as well?"

Harry nodded sadly, "Ron at first had feelings for Hermione but it was replaced as sisterly love and it took him a while to realize that. But I always loved –love Hermione as a sister and she's…my best friend and a great witch."

Kyra smile soon vanished when she felt her eyes getting blurry again as she saw fire and a chess game and…a little boy in front of her.

"You're a great wizard, you know."

"I'm not as good as you,"

"Me? Books! And cleverness! There are more important things - friendship and bravery."

"Kyra?" Kyra gasped as her eyesight returned and saw Tristan looking at her worriedly. "Are you alright? What happened?"

"I…I had a flashback, that's all." Kyra admitted and noticed that Tristan's hands were on her shoulders and he wasn't letting go. "Tristan, you can let me go now I'm fine."

Immediately, Tristan released his hands away from her and looked away at her. "We better hurry for lunch."

"Right, I'm starving!" Ron said.

"You're always hungry," Harry pointed out.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Tristan whispered in her ear as they walked behind the two heroes.

Kyra looked at Tristan and she was getting lost into his human eyes. She turned away quickly. "I was talking to a boy in my flashback but I couldn't see him. All I could see was fire and…a chess board."

"What is it? Why do you look so sad?"

"I don't know why but I remember feeling gloomy because…I thought I wasn't going to see him again." Kyra whispered but shook her head, not knowing where that came from. "Um, just forget what I just said."

"Kyra, this is your past. You can't just forget about it."

"Apparently, I have." Kyra reminded him.

Tristan chuckled and smiled down at her. "Kyra, if you do have more flashbacks please tell me about them." He saw her surprised yet confuse look on her face.

"Because that's what friends do." Tristan said to her.

After their classes and dinner were over, Kyra decided to walk back to the vampire dormitory while Ron and Harry were in the library doing their last minute homework. Tristan offered to walk her even though she knew he had no intention to do so. Suddenly, Kyra stopped in her tracks as they passed the girls' bathroom. Tristan turned to look at Kyra and saw that she was reaching the bathroom's knob but then, she pulled it back.

He raised his eyebrow at this, "what is she doing?" he thought.

"Um, sorry. Let's go." Kyra said.

"What was that?"

"I thought…I heard someone crying." Kyra whispered. "I need to rest or else I'll lose my mind."

"I'm afraid that's already happened." Tristan mumbled and felt a force hit him across the back of his head. He growled down at Kyra, who just smirked back at him. "Listen, if you don't mind I have to go and find my brother. I have something important to discuss with him."

"Does it have something to do with Joseph?" Kyra asked and saw his expression change a little by the vampire's name. "Why do you hate him so much?"

"I don't hate him! It's just…I despise his personality."

Kyra sighed as she wavered her hand, "Go, and find Adam. I'll be fine going by myself."

"Kyra –"

"Would you just go? I'm not a little fledging anymore." Kyra yelled as she walked faster to the dormitory, leaving Tristan alone in the hallways.

"I know you're not a fledging, Kyra. But I can't help but worry about you." Tristan whispered as he disappeared in the hallways.

Kyra wasn't surprise to see some of the vampires in the living room doing their own thing. Ever since she became an immortal, she has gotten use to seeing every vampire doing something to let the time go by since vampires don't sleep. "How were your classes today?" A vampire asked her.

"The usual, annoying teachers and hormonal male staring at you." Kyra smiled.

Kyra walked up on the stairs but stopped and turned around to stare at the older vampires with their mates. Each of the couples was in their spots as if it was their own memoir area. Kyra watched as Aden played with Trina's hair as he read his book with his other hand. And Trina was knitting a scarf. It was like watching an old happy, elder couple. But they've been together for many years trapped in their late twenties bodies.

Just then, Tristan and Adam came in, arm over the shoulder, chatting like they were catching up over lost time. Kyra leans against the wall, watching Tristan smile and laugh along with his older brother. It was rare to see Tristan Matthews like this and it was a time to memorize and cherish it. There would be times when Tristan reveal his emotions on his face and his eyes and he would express them…only to the people he trusts.

Kyra remembered, just a few weeks, after her change, that she tried to scare Tristan by jumping on his back, but she ended up hard on the floor on her back. His violet eyes staring down at her, not in a rude and smirking way, but in a calm and friendly way. And on that night, for the first time, Tristan smiled at her. And from that moment on, Kyra told herself she would anything to see Tristan smile like that again.

"Kyra?" Tristan's voice brought her out of her thoughts. Tristan took one-step closer to Kyra on the steps. "Are you okay? I've been calling your name for a while."

"Why don't you have a mate?" Kyra blurted out. Her eyes widen, realizing that she actually said it aloud.

Tristan his eyebrow at her, "Why? You interested?"

Kyra scoffed, "Forget it."

Tristan caught her wrist before Kyra could move her feet. "Why so interested of my love life?"

"I didn't realize you had one."

Tristan chuckled at her remark, "Come on, let's go somewhere quieter."

The two vampires ended up in the empty Great Hall. Kyra was amazed how big it really was without any students inside. She sat on the steps, waiting for Tristan to speak. Tristan looked down at Kyra and gasped as the sunrise's lights hit her beautiful pale skin. He scorned at himself for having those thoughts.

"What are you so interested?" Tristan finally spoke, repeating the words he said to her in the living room.

"I stood there, watching our kind with their soul mates and then, you and Adam came in. And it hit me. Not once have I seen you or Adam with a female for the past two years. Why is that?" Kyra asked him.

"Because my brother and I are sneaky." Tristan smirked.

"Please be serious with me, Tristan."

"Kyra…as you know by now, it is very hard to find a potential female as a mate, let alone meet one." Tristan told her. "As a male vampire, we can be with a female immortal or mortal. To be with a mortal, you have to figure out if she is the one and if she is –"

"Then, you turn her into a vampire for an eternity." Kyra interrupted. "Tristan, I know this speech already. Can you please give me an honest and direct answer?"

Tristan sighed as he sat next to Kyra and lay on the hard steps, the eye potion slowly wearing off, as he stared at the magical ceiling. "Honestly, it's because I didn't find her yet. For many years, my brother and I went through the human and vampire crowd and I didn't…I couldn't find my…soul mate."

"When you were human, did you?"

He was silent for a long moment, staring at her across the tiny space that separated them. She could feel him, even though he wasn't touching her. "I don't remember much of my romantic life when I was human, and I don't want to." Tristan confessed to her.

"Why not?"

Tristan looked at her and his expression had changed –there was a look on his face she'd never seen before, a sleepy, almost deadly light in his eyes. "Because if I did remember, I know my thoughts will just go straight to you. And I'm glad for that."

If possible, Kyra caught her breath. She didn't know what to say. It was as if her voice was put on mute. Tristan reached out, trailed his fingers lightly through her hair, fingertips brushing her cheek. Tristan pulled his hand away and bent down, his lips against her cheek, brushing it lightly –and the touch sent shivers through her nerves. "Good night."

And he was gone.

Kyra sat on the steps, alone in the empty Great Hall, wondering if she was dreaming. But it wasn't a dream. She could still feel the light kiss on her cheek. Kyra groaned angrily, "Damn it, Tristan!" Kyra screamed and angrily, ran back to the vampire dormitory.

Meanwhile, Tristan took a step forward out of the shadows with a grin on his lips. He pressed his finger against his cold lips as if he could still feel the electricity he felt when he kissed her cheek. "Did she feel the same thing as well?" Tristan thought.

"Does this mean you're ready?" Adam asked him as he also stepped out of the shadows, but across the room.

"I will never be ready, Adam." Tristan confessed. "How am I suppose to tell Kyra that she's Hermione Granger?"

a/n: comment please!