Chapter 22

"Memory…is the diary that we carry all about us."

-Oscar Wilde

"Do you know anyone else who will be there?"

"Dominic." Tristan growled angrily. "We need to prepare."

"Oh for goodness' sakes what is that smell?" Kyra said with disgust.

"Sorry," Adam mumbled as he stumbled out of the room.

"We need to hide the liquor from your brother," Kyra commented.

Kyra walked the brothers out of her room but before she could shut the door closed, Tristan stopped the door causing her to gasp. "I'm sorry Kyra. We will finish our conservation once we get back." He told her in a low whisper, his blue eyes staring at her and she longed for his violet eyes. The ones she gotten use to for two years.

"Yes, we will." Kyra said, looking directly at his face as she closed the door in front of him.

Once she heard his footsteps far away from her door, she felt all the weight of her emotions on her shoulders vanish and allowed her to slip down to the floor against the door. The conservation she had proved that Dominic was right and she wished he were not. Her eyes stared at her drawer the potion was still hidden in there. She should –

"Kyra?" Someone knocked on her door. "Kyra, are you there? It's me, Ginny."

Kyra quickly stood up and opened the door, to the redheaded beauty standing outside in her uniform. "I need to talk to someone."

"Is everything alright?" She asked her as she let the young witch step inside her room.

"Yes –No I don't know." Ginny whined as she fell on the bed. "I have a problem…boy problem." Kyra raised her eyebrow at her and laughed. "Why are you laughing? This is not funny! I never have boy problems. Oh for Merlin's sake, would you stop?"

Kyra chuckled, "I'm sorry Ginny but…it's strange to me because you seem so…confident about boys. And I'm not really the right person –"

"But you have a boyfriend –Tristan."

"Yes but it took me two years to realize that I was in love with him. " Kyra told her and saw that Ginny's eyes were going to water any minute. "Okay! Do not cry. Um, what's the boy problem?"

"I like Harry!" She blurted out and put her hands over her mouth.

"Oh…why is that a problem?" Kyra asked confused.

"I don't know if he likes me back."

Kyra sighed, "Ginny I'm sure that he does –"

"But how do you know? He had feelings for Cho for a while and she is beautiful. I am…me. I'm a Weasley."

"And there's no shame in that, Gin. Do you really care for him? I mean, you don't like him because of his title, right?"

"No of course not! At first I did when Ron told me stories about him over the summer before I became a first year but…" Ginny shrugged as she played with her skirt. "Over the years, I gotten to know him more than The Boy-Who-Lived and two years ago, Hermione told me to go for it but…everything seemed to be a bad moment for him. Including back then."

"Because of Hermione's disappearance? I think you should go for it. I think you should ask him out –if he says no, it is his lose. But if he says yes, then you know he has romantic feelings for you."

"But what if he doesn't?"

"Ginny, I'm a vampire. We can smell…certain things and Harry's heartbeat gets quicker by the second when he spots you in the hallways, in the library, or at Qudditch practice. Trust me; the boy is madly in love with you." Kyra smiled.

Ginny allowed herself to smile a little bit at the thought of her and Harry. "But what if he likes me and doesn't want go out with me because of my brothers?"

"I'm sure I can make an arrangement around that," Kyra smirked and placed a hand on Ginny's shoulder. "Go for it. What's the worst that can happen?"

"I fall or stumble or stutter –"

"Ginny!" Kyra laughed. "How about you write a letter to Harry to meet you at the Astronomy Tower during lunch, that way you can be alone."

"But that's –"

"Perfect," Kyra completed the sentence and opened the door for her. "Now you have to go to class, Miss. Weasley."

"Don't you have to go?" She asked.

Kyra bit her lip. Should she tell her why she does not want to go to class? "Come on, tell me the truth."

"Huh?"

"Hermione used to bite her lip like that whenever she decides to tell me something or lie about something," Ginny told her. "It's remarkably similar to her flaws."

Kyra stared at Ginny with confusion and interest. But before she could speak, the door opened and revealed Rose. "Kyra there you are –oh hello, human witch. We ladies are setting up a meeting for tonight."

Kyra nodded her head at Rose, "I will be there in a moment. Let me know how it goes tomorrow Ginny. Good luck."

"And you two." Kyra turned around and stared at her confused. "Dumbledore told us about the Death Eaters' plans. Harry and Ron are going tonight."

"Wait what? Why are they both going? That is not expectable." Rose said.

Kyra sighed, "They are both bait to the Dark Lord and Harry is the only one who can tell when Death Eaters are near. He is our leverage."

"But that boy –"

"Can fight," Kyra interrupted her, folding her arms across her chest showing the older vampire that she is clearly anger for having this conservation. "I've seen them fight, Rosaline they're good enough trust me."

Rose huffed, "Very well but if they get hurt, I won't have to say I told you so."

Kyra rolled her eyes as all three women left the room to walk downstairs. Kyra said, "I'll see you Ginny."

"Kyra," Ginny squeaked, causing Kyra to turn around on the stairs as Ginny opened the front door. "Take care of the boys, won't ya? They are a bit modest and strong-headed sometimes. They need to be looked after for."

"I promise you, Ginny. I won't let them out of my sight."

Dominic's Mansion

Dominic wanted to kill something badly.

His followers were having another argument during a meeting and it was driving him insane. He has gotten used to it before for many years but today, is completely different because of the assignment Voldemort given him. They were going on a "killing spree" in a small neighborhood in London along with Death Eaters who want to kill Muggles but his followers did not like the idea. Working for a man that promised them immortality in the day and night, there had to be a catch.

"Why do you trust him, Dominic?" One of his old followers, Trevor, asked.

"Who says I trust him, my friend? I am simply….on the winning side." He told him, sitting on the armchair in front of everyone. "I have nothing against the young wizard….Parry…Larry –"

"Harry Potter, sir." A vampire called out.

Dominic smiled, "Thank you! But see I do not care. I just want to push the Matthew brothers' buttons."

"What about the girl? How are you going to give her to your master?" Trevor asked once more.

"I have no master!" Dominic roared, standing up his eyes turning black with anger. "And he is not my sire!"

"But Tristan is," Trevor whispered sadly.

"And I am yours –all of you. Do not question my authority any longer. I need the girl's trust first. When I get that trust, I can deliver Kyra to Lord Elijah. And my debt will end for good." Dominic said but it sounded like he was talking to himself more than the group of followers standing in the big room. "Leave me! I want to be alone before the raid."

As they all left, one of them stayed behind. Trevor simply walked to the liquor cabinet and poured Dominic blood in a glass cup. Dominic took it, mumbling a thank you, and drank it whole like a tequila shot. "Am I monster, Trevor?"

"Sire?"

"I just want to be free –no longer under anyone's rule, control, or running around like a coward." Dominic said bitterly.

"Dominic you are a lot of things but a coward cannot be one of them."

He smirked at him, "You've known me for a hundred and eighty years, Trevor. Tell me, have you thought about leaving? Leaving me?"

Trevor stared at his leader and confused how he gone from an enrage vampire to a sensitive man. He heard that the Matthew brothers were his friends as humans and as vampires but they have betrayed him or he betrayed them. The story always change, but the meaning of it never did: betrayal and friendship. Trevor moved to pour more blood in the cup and said, "Honestly, I have thought about it. But my family is long dead. My descendants live but I cannot be with them because they are not the family I have left behind."

Dominic smiled with sadness and despair. "Perhaps I should have never changed you after that wolf attack. But…I do not regret because you have proven yourself to me."

"Thank you but I have to ask. Why does Lord Elijah want with this girl, Kyra? You never told anyone or me. Why is she a great importance? And what is this curse that everyone is talking about?" Trevor questioned.

Dominic took a sip of blood from his cup and his eyes lay on the floor. "The Dark Lord promised us to be immortal in the day and night but he needs a lot of power to be able to do that. I do not believe he can do it. But…I've been proven wrong many times before." He told him. "There are many curses that we vampires believe….Lord Elijah believes she can take the curse of the sun off from us or we can be human."

"I don't understand. He wants her to become human again. Or to be immortal forever in the sun?"

Dominic shrugged, "It's either but I don't really care. I have nothing else to live for. I have no wife, no son, just wealth and immortal youth."

"How can he break the curse? And why her? I understand that she is beautiful but why her?" Trevor asked.

"A witch performed the curse on him many centuries ago, I do not know who but she was a Muggle. A power Muggle witch. She sacrificed herself in order to finish the curse or so I've heard." Dominic said. "But Kyra wasn't any human two years ago. She was a Muggle witch; she was….the best friend of that Harry Potter boy. We need Hermione Granger, vampire or not."

"But doesn't she have memory loss?"

"I can make sure she will get her memory back. It is better if she did. It will make the plan easier."

"How are you going to make her trust you?"

Dominic smirked at his comrade, "By showing her that the Matthew brothers' aren't who they say they are. They have been lying to her for two years and women feel betrayed by the men they love. I told Tristan that I was going makes his life miserable and I'm going to live up to that expectation."

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