Chapter 20

"Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live."

Norman Cousins

Kyra nodded her head and gathered her belongings, following Harry, Ron, and Tristan out of the classroom. As she descended down on the stairs, she saw Neville walking down with Seamus chattering about some plant and suddenly, she saw Neville leaning against the wall, staring at a glass window with a ghostly expression on his face. Mad Eye Moody was walking towards him –Kyra shook her head, having no idea where that came from. If she went to Hogwarts, she could not have possibly known Neville. If she did, then she would have known Harry, Ron, and Ginny. But she could not have known them at all. But the sense of familiarity when she met them…does that mean she knew Hermione Granger?

All of those people –"Let's just hope if I put you in the same house, your memory will come back. Even if it isn't the happiest ones." Was the hat right? Was putting her Gryffindor giving her back all of her human memories unexpectedly than it had for the past two years?

She needed answers and she needs them now.

"Kyra, this is a nice surprise." Professor Dumbledore said when he noticed the vampire standing in front of him while he was reading his book. Carefully, he closed the old book and gestured for her to sit down. "May I ask why you are here?"

"I think you know why I am here, Headmaster." Kyra said. "That Sorting Hat told me a few months ago that I use to be a student here."

"Is that so?"

"Don't pretend that you don't know. For some reason, I know that you know many things especially if it happens in this school."

"But that doesn't mean I know who you once were, Kyra. Vampire's appearances changed once they are reborn so I do not know if you were a blonde, brunette, Gryffindor –"

"I was in Gryffindor." Kyra interrupted. "I have images of the rooms and Neville and Harry. But when I do not have images, I hear voices –voices that sound familiar but truly are not to me. My past knows them but I do not. I will never be who once was but I need to know who I was."

The headmaster sighed sadly, "I am sorry, Kyra but I am afraid there is nothing I can do."

"But you can do something! Just think –what student isn't here now that should be here?" Kyra yelled, standing up from her seat.

"I think that's a question you should ask yourself or your fellow classmates."

Kyra threw her hands up in the air in defeat and walked away from her seat. But she stood in front of the headmaster's paintings, admiring them for a moment. "I need to know, professor. Please, these memories are scaring me." She admitted. "And what happened in Divination class, I'm not sure what's going to happen in the future."

"Don't fear the future, my dear. You need to embrace whatever is going to happen, happen."

"I don't understand."

"Don't focus too much on the future. Focus on the present…and your relationships." He said with a twinkle in his blue eye.

Kyra chuckled at the old man and said, "Thanks…I think. I'll leave you to your book." She said, giving up and knew that the old cook would not tell her anything.

But Kyra knew one thing: Dumbledore was hiding her identity from her.

She decided not to return back to the dormitory and instead, went for a walk outside. Her eyes closed for a moment, inhaling the scent of winter and when she reopened them, she was not shock to see a snowflake fall in front of her. The snow is coming, which means the mortals have to wear a lot of clothing but the vampires do not. They love the coldness. It has only been a couple of months since they arrived at Hogwarts and Kyra has learned little things since then. But she could not help but feel there was something else going on with Harry. She knew he had dreams and he is learning how to keep Voldemort out of his head. But how long can Harry do it? It is her mission to help protect the boy but how can she when she does not know what to do?

Kyra groaned in frustration as she sent on the bench. She ignored the stares of the students, watching her carefully and wondering why would she be outside in the cold when inside its warmer. She cannot feel the weather. She is a vampire after all. Kyra lifted her head and stared the falling snowflakes falling down in the sky. It was so beautiful and graceful. Abruptly, Kyra stood from her seat sensing someone was watching her but looking around, there is no one around. But as she smelled the presence, it was an unfamiliar vampire. And he was around here somewhere.

"Show yourself!" She yelled, leaving her book bag on the bench as she walked closer to the presence. "Why must you hide when there are only two of us?"

Kyra whirled around hearing a chuckle behind her and watched as a figure walked out behind a tree. He stood in front of her in dark clothing and blonde hair. He looked strangely familiar…"You attacked me in my bedroom." It sounded more like a question than a statement.

"Correct my dear. Now, I understand why my old friend is in love with you. You are so…beautiful." He smiled at her but that smile caused the two-year vampire to back away from this stranger. "Don't be frighten, Kyra."

"Who are you?"

"My name is Dominic and I'm sure Tristan has mentioned me to you." He smirked but even though, Kyra kept her face expressionless he knew the truth. "I am hurt that my old friend never talked to me before to you, seeing as though you are his mate."

"So you're Dominic? You know, you should send better messengers in the future. You would never know who gets killed next." Kyra commented, folding her arms across her chest.

Dominic laughed as he walked slowly in a circle, "Those messengers did send you the message, did you not?"

"It sounded more like a warning."

"Oh, but it was. But here you are. Instead of getting away from the Matthew Brothers, you've grown closer to one of them."

"What do you want, Dominic? I doubt you came to Hogwarts for a friendly visit, seeing as though you are speaking to me instead of Tristan or Adam."

"Smart you are." Dominic mumbled to himself as his eyes traveled on her features then her physical features. "You really don't know about your past, do you?"

"How could you possibly know about my past?"

"Who says I did?" Dominic said as he sat down on the vacant bench. "Maybe I do or maybe I don't."

"Well, it certainly can't be both." Kyra said and wanted to know more if he does know something about her past but remember the warnings Tristan gave her when he never spoke of his past. This Dominic is his past. "What is your true business here, Dominic?"

Dominic ignored her and stared at the gray sky. "You know Hermione Granger went missing two years ago? Isn't it ironic that she went missing and you were 'reborn' with no memory of your past?"

"What are you saying?" Kyra whispered.

Dominic smirked at her, "Perhaps you should ask the Matthew brothers, seeing as though they know what you really look like when you were human."

Kyra hesitated. She did ask them what she looked like as a human but Tristan told her that it was hard to tell because of the dirt and blood around her body. But he was telling her the truth…wasn't he? Kyra then growled, realizing what was happening. "You bastard. You are trying to manipulate me, making me thinking that Tristan and Adam are liars and traitors. I may not know them as long as you have but I know that they are good and honest souls."

"You are right. I do know them. I know them better than anyone in your clan." Dominic said with angry in his eyes. Kyra looked at him for a moment, wondering if she hurt him somehow like his emotions. "I know who the Matthew brothers really are –I was their friend! They were my friends!" Dominic turned his eyes to another direction, away from Kyra and whispered, "They were my friends."

"But why aren't they anymore?" Kyra asked. "Something must have happened that caused the brothers to distrust you so quickly. What was it? Did you kill a human and drank human blood?"

Dominic laughed with no emotion in it. "They never told you, did they?"

"Told me what?"

"Before our friendship ended, Adam and Tristan were never the people you think they are now. They did drink human blood…for so many decades and you wouldn't imagine what they would do for it."

Kyra stared at Dominic in confusion. "What?" She knew that they drank human blood before but the brothers never mentioned to her before that they drank human blood for years or kill for it. Dominic was right; she could not imagine her friends killing a Muggle for their blood.

"And I'm going to make sure that my old friend, Tristan, goes back to his old habits."

Kyra shook her head violently. "No, Tristan will never go back to those old ways. He has changed. I do not know who he was in the past but he has changed. He is no longer that person you once knew. I won't let you hurt him!"

Suddenly, Kyra was on the ground with Dominic on top of her, pinning his hands on her wrists. His eyes changed to a black color. "I'm afraid you don't have the power to stop me, Kyra. I am going to hurt Tristan liked he hurt me. I am going to make him regret turning me all those years ago."

With one smirk, Dominic was gone in a flash leaving the vampire alone on the grass. Kyra's eyes widen, trying to process all that information she just received in minutes. Dominic was right; she does not know the Matthew brothers at all. Now, she just considered them as strangers. And she hates him for making her feel that way.

"Adam, what is going on?"

Tristan asked as he walked inside his brother's room. He left Kyra to talk with the headmaster, which is good because Tristan needed to think on what his older brother could be hiding from him. He found Adam sitting in his armchair, staring at the burning wood in his fireplace with a glass of whiskey in it. "Adam?"

"He's coming, Tristan." Adam's voice hoarse and he took another sip of his glass.

Tristan sat next to him and stared at him, "Who is?"

"You know who!" Adam yelled, standing up with anger. "I've contacted with as many vampires as I could and they know nothing about why he is interested in Kyra. They've heard only rumors and those aren't helpful!"

"But you do know why, don't you?" Tristan said. "Adam, I know you and I know how your brain works. You know why he's interested in Kyra."

Adam took a big gulp of the whiskey left in his glass and swallowed hard. "She's the key to breaking the curse."

A/N: AH! I know I suck because of the big cliffhanger. I'm sorry. But I hope a lot of you will review on this chapter :)

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