Title: TBWLtbPK

Chapter: Harry the Vampire. (Part 2)

Disclaimer: Not mine.

A/N IMPORTANT!

I said I would put the rest of the transformations here but I had a question. Would you like me to go into as much detail as I did with the vampire or just highlights from each one?

'I've been given a second chance, but why? Was it only because I had saved his life?' Draco sighed and tried to sleep, not knowing that Harry hovering just outside the infirmary thinking the same thing.

IT IS NOW SUNDAY MORN! MONDAY IS IN THE CHAPTER AT THE END WHEN THE SUN IS COMING UP!

Harry looked out the window at the end of the hall. The moon was half full. Walking every so softly, Harry walked over to the window and touched the glass. Sighing heavily he leaned his head on the glass. His bottom lip trembled and his eyes filled with tears. He missed his cupboard. He missed his spider friends. He missed...a choked sob made it's way past his throat. He missed being loved.

"The whispers of my heart speak so softly... Are they really there if no one hears them? My voice is so small, and so soft...can you hear me?" Harry recited, staring at the moon with dull lilac eyes. Harry knew that he had once been loved.

Seeing the sun's rays starting to bleed into the sky, Harry turned away from the window and ran back to his artificially lighted room in the infirmary. Slamming the door to the room as the sun caught up, he panted. George and Fred woke up and looked around for the source of the noise.

"Oh, it's only you Harry."

"Only Harry? No it's..." Fred got up and twirled Harry around. "Harry Potter! The Boy-Who-Lived!" Harry laughed as he was put down.

"How long do you guys think I'll be a vampire?" Harry asked as he sat up on the medical bed. George and Fred looked at each other before ducking down and coming back up with doctors coats, a stethoscope, and a clipboard. Harry looked at them, then at the ground, then back at them.

"How did you-"

"We'll be asking the questions." Fred told him as he tapped his pencil on the clipboard. "Now, how long have you been a vampire?" Harry stared at Fred as if he had a pickle as a hat. "Well?"

"Friday night." Harry finally responded.

"Patient has been vampire for more than twenty four hours..." Fred muttered under his breath, as he wrote it down.

"Are you a regular vampire, yes or no?" George asked, eyes bright with humor.

"No." Harry told him.

"Any special skills?" Fred asked.

"I don't know. Maybe?" Harry responded.

"You do know what that means Fred."

"What George?"

"It's time for some tests of course!" George stated.

"Ah yes, of course!" Fred agreed. "Harry get you cloak and gloves, and socks, and shoes on. We're off to the Room of Requirement." Harry did as he was told and they left. As they reached the seventh floor Harry's stomach growled. Fred laughed.

"Okay, turn around so we can open the door." George told him.

"Why?"

"Because it's a secret room. So," Fred made a shooing motion with his hands. Harry sighed and turned around. "Alright, come on in."

Harry walked into the room he had yesterday and took a deep breath before going over to the metal box. Taking out a blood bag Harry walked over to the rain storm and sat down. Fred asked the room for two easel chalk boards and brought them over to where Harry was sitting.

"Okay, there are two types of Elemental Vampire." Fred told him. "Since I suck at drawing people, they will be Elemental Vampire Bunnies." Harry nodded. "Good. Now on this blackboard I will draw a non-magical EVB. On this other blackboard I will draw a magical EVB. They both look exactly the same, however-"

"If they look the same, why did you draw them?" Harry asked. George looked at Fred's drawings.

"And why did you draw them as horribly disfigured bunnies?" Fred scowled.

"They aren't that bad..." Fred protested.

"They look like they got hit by a bus." George told him.

"Anyway! The magical can control the elements as well as draw energy from them." Fred explained.

"The elements are spirit, fire, water, air, and earth. The color of the Elemental Vampire's hair will determine which is there main energy source." George added for Harry's benefit.

"Yours is spirit, which is why you have had blood both days." Harry nodded in understanding.

"So let's see if you're a Magical Elemental Vampire or a normal one."

"Okay!" Harry said getting up. "What do I do?"

"Try to gather the energy in your hand and form the energy into a ball of the element." George said. "I'd start with water."

Harry looked at the rain storm in front of him. Holding out his hand he focused on absorbing the energy, but instead of using it to replenish himself, he stored it in his hand. Taking a deep breath he imagined a ball of water forming. He grinned when he had it.

"Look I did it! I wonder what else I can make..."

"I think that's enough for today. All the books I've read on them, strictly for class of course, I am not George, says it usually takes years... of... practice?" Fred's mouth fell open as Harry made the water form into a miniature him.

"Fred, it looks just like you!" George said. "Now, make Snape." Harry concentrated on the water and it changed shape.

"Cool!" Harry shifted it again to look like Dumbledore, then himself, then a diamond. "This is awesome."

"Alright, since you seem to have a great talent for this, try wind next." George told him. Harry did the same as he had done for the water, keeping a swirling ball of wind in his hand.

"I don't know what I can do with wind. Oh wait!" Harry made a small tornado in his hand. "Now fire."

Harry's Pov.

I drew the energy into my left hand this time and waited until it seemed that I couldn't hold any more energy. I concentrated hard on a fire ball forming in my hand. When it rested in my hand I imagined it spreading to each of my finger tips. I wondered if I could control the heat. The fire started to turn white.

"Wicked." I heard Fred and George whisper.

I extinguished the fire from my hand and looked at the tree in front of me. Before I knew it I had a ball of bark in my hand. I stared at it. If the tree was supposed to be earth that could I change the bark into something else? Like a rock. The bark started to turn gray and it lost it's grooves, becoming a shiny rock. My reflection looked back at me from the rock's surface reminding me of a song I had heard. 'But I know the difference...' I threw the rock hard into the ground, with blind anger. I was amazed when it went down under the surface.

"Harry, are you okay?" George asked me. I looked down at the buried rock.

"Yes. Let's move on to the next one." He rested a hand on my shoulder.

"No. That's enough for today. Let's head back to the infirmary." I nodded and put my cloak and gloves back on. Grabbing the rock when their backs were turned I slipped it into my pocket.

(End Harry POV)

The walk back to the infirmary was a quiet one, as Harry was stuck in his thoughts and the twins didn't wish to interrupt him. Rounding the corner the group came across Faust. Fred looked around and started to touch the wall. George looked at him.

"What are you doing?" Fred looked back at his twin.

"We keep running into people at this corner, it can't be a coincidence."

"I was wondering if Harry would like to... hang out." Faust questioned, staring warily at Fred, who was now touching every tile on the floor.

"Um, I'm sorry Faust, but I can't. I have...things, to do, today." Harry responded. Faust frowned.

"That's fine. I'm sure whatever you're doing is more important." Faust turned on his heel and stalked off. Harry looked at George.

"Was he in your shared dream?" George scrunched his eyebrows.

"No, defiantly not. I would remember, that kid has the reddest hair I've ever seen." George answered, making a sweeping motion with his arm. Harry laughed.

"Yeah, I wonder if it's natural...Fred what are you doing?" Fred ceased from poking Harry in the back of the head.

"Seeing if the trigger was you." Harry rolled his eyes.

Harry sat in the Infirmary, idly playing with his new rock as Fred and George went to get lunch. Rolling it around on his palm, he made it turn black.

"Woah." Harry's head snapped up and he smiled when he saw Draco.

"How'd you get in here?" Draco sat down next to Harry.

"George let me in right before he left. I didn't even know this part of the Infirmary existed."

"Well yeah."

"What were you doing with the rock?" Draco asked pointing to Harry's hand.

"Oh. Just practicing. See?" Harry held out his palm and made the rock sculpt itself into a flower, which proceeded to open and close its petals. Harry opened his other hand and made a small ball of water.

"That's so cool." Harry grinned before throwing the water ball in Draco's face.

"Hey!" Draco grabbed the glass of water and poured it onto Harry's head. The two looked at each other before bursting out laughing. Faust walked in at the moment.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything." He asked them with a sneer. Harry gasped and covered his hair.

"Not at all!" Draco glared at Faust as he took a seat in a chair.

"Did you need something?" Draco asked.

"No. Just you know hanging around. It's really dim in here. I'm going to open the window shades alright?"

"No. Please don't." Harry whispered standing behind Draco. Faust's hand rested on the curtain and Draco sent an electrical shock to his hand, causing him to let go. "Draco! What did you do?

"He was trying to hurt you." Draco told him with concern.

"But he didn't know..."

"But you still asked him not to and he disregarded what you wanted." Harry looked up at the slightly taller boy before hugging him.

"Thank you." Draco hugged his friend back briefly before Faust stood up.

"Forget this I'm leaving."

"Have you noticed that Faust has been acting differently?" Harry asked. Draco shrugged.

"I suppose so. I think he doesn't like me all that much. You know on the train he told me I was rubbish?" Harry looked horrified.

"But he was so nice to me." Harry tried to reason.

"Maybe he wanted to be your friend because you are famous." Harry frowned.

"Are you my friend because I'm famous?" Harry asked Draco.

"No. I think you'd be a good friend. My father told me not to be your friend. He said 'Stay away from that Potter boy.' Maybe he thought you'd be like your father." Draco told him.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Harry asked defensively.

"Well your father was a bully. Used to always pick on Snape. But then again, Snape really was a weakling." Harry raised an eyebrow.

"I don't like bullies that much. But he wasn't a bully anymore right? My mum did marry him."

"I guess so. Can you make that rock into anything?" Harry nodded and took out the flower shaped rock.

"What should I make?"

"Make...a snake." Harry rolled his eyes but formed the rock into a shiny black snake.

"Woah, it almost looks real. May I please have it?" Draco asked.

"Of course. Here." Harry handed Draco the snake rock.

"Thanks!" Draco put it into his pocket. "I'm going to put it next to my dragon collection." Harry giggled. "What?"

"You have a dragon collection?"

"Yeah, so?" Harry just laughed harder. The two boys hung out for a while longer before Draco left to go do last minute homework. This left Harry thinking.

"What's up with you?" Fred asked.

"What am I to do about school work?" Harry asked him.

"I'm not exactly sure..."

"They'll probably send someone to help you at night." George answered. "Well as long as you are a vampire that is. Which if my calculations are correct, you will be a different creature sometime tomorrow."

"How'd you figure that?" Fred asked from his upside down position on one of the chairs.

"Well, if he's to keep changing for fifty-three days then I figured each would only last about 3 to 4 days. Or for this case, nights." George explained to his brother. Fred looked lost. "Never mind. Harry did you have any homework that is due tomorrow? We still have..." George trailed off when he realized Harry had fallen asleep. He looked at his watch. It was 1 o' clock.

Night fell once again and Harry was at the window, staring at the moon. He shifted his bare feet on the stone floor. Taking out the small stone corner he'd found on the floor from his pocket, he turned it into a small star. Changing the rock from light grey to white he made a small gust of wind twirl it around. On impulse he changed it into a snowflake, then back to a star.

"It's a cruel, cruel world, all you little boys and girls. And some mean nasty people want to have you for their supper..." Harry let the star a few more times before changing it to look like a bird, a dove to be exact. He took a deep breath. "But, if you follow me, you can all be free, free. You can all be free as a bird on a big TV..." Harry tried hard to remember what the next line was. He had only heard the song once but, it had spoken to him, because it was true. "If you dream, if you dream, if you dream, my dream. It's a cruel, cruel world, all the nasty boys and girls. Filled with selfish, mean nasty people, nasty nasty nasty nasty! But there's a way you can make your day. You can laugh, you can smile, you can come and stay a while. You can dream my dream, you can have it all with me. You can dream my dream. You can dream my dream. You can dream. My. Dream."

Percy's POV

I came around the infirmary, doing my nightly rounds. I had heard speaking over in the area, but all I saw was an indistinguishable figure at the end of the hallway. Walking over I saw the mostly silver haired child from the day before. Just standing there.

"What are you doing here?" The boy asked quietly.

"D-Doing my rounds." I responded, scolding myself for stuttering.

"You didn't hear what I said, did you?"

"No."

"Good, it wasn't intended for anyone's ears." The boy turned around and padded past me, back to the infirmary.

(End Percy Pov)

When Harry arrived to the special room in the Infirmary,he woke up George.

"What are you doing up Harry?" George asked. Harry looked at him. "Right, vampire. What did you need?"

"Will you come with me to Gryffindor Tower? I want to talk to Ron." George nodded and slipped his shirt back on.

George wrote a quick note to Fred and started to walk towards Gryffindor Tower. Harry followed and thought of what he was going to say. How do you tell your best friend that your not the bad guy? The arrived at the portrait and the Fat Lady looked down at them before screaming.

"A vampire! Oh my lord." Harry's eyes welled up as he sat on the floor and began to cry softly. George glared at the portrait. "Well I never! What is a young boy like you glaring at me for?"

"You made a First Year cry and your asking why I'm glaring at you! If you weren't a portrait I'd-"

"Mr. Weasley, what are you doing out of bed?" George turned around to come face to face with Snape. He gulped.

"Well, I-I was just-"

"I think I detention with Filch, would cure you of your stuttering, don't you think?" Snape asked him.

"Professor Snape, don't give George a detention, it was my fault he's out after bed." Snape turned and sneered at the shadowed Harry.

"So you're using your time off from school to prance about the corridors after hours, what a waste."

"Well, I can't really go out any other time, now can I?" Harry responded, making his eyes glow. Snape stared in shock.

"You are of vampire descent?" Snape asked. Harry shook his head no. "Then you are obviously lying." Snape told him. Harry looked over at George.

"Not to high, okay?" George said. Harry nodded and started to float up. Snape glared at him.

"Simple levitation spell, do you think I'm stupid?" Harry thudded back down to the ground. Holding out both hands he made a small twister and flames appear. Harry grinned, sharp fangs glinting in the moonlight. Snape scowled and rummaged through his pockets. Finally he pulled out a blood red bud, and held it up.

"Do you know what this is?" Snape asked.

"A plant? Is anyone else getting dizzy?" Harry asked. George tried to get a good look at the plant.

"Catch, Potter." Snape threw the bud at Harry whom caught it easily before screeching in agony. Dropping the bud he covered his ears and fell to his knees, still screaming.

"Blood blossom..." George whispered. "You bastard! Get rid of it!"

"Ten points from Gryffindor." Snape banished the plant and Harry curled up into a ball.

"Why does everyone hate me?" He whispered brokenly. Ron stepped out from the shadow he had been hiding in.

"H-Harry? Are you okay?" Harry looked up at Ron with lilac eyes, causing him to flinch.

"Mr. Weasley, what are you doing out of bed?"

"I heard you guys out here. Harry screaming, so I hid. Over there." Ron pointed to a dark corner. "I am sorry of thinking you were the bad guy Harry! Both me and Granger are, we were just shocked that's all. She'd be out here but, 'it's against the rules.' Geez. What a spazz."

"I HEARD THAT RONALD WEASLEY!" Hermione shouted from behind the portrait. Ron's face tinged red. Harry laughed and hugged his best friend, before they all turned to Snape. He was gone.

"I wonder were he went." Harry said. Ron looked outside.

"Looks like the bat left because the sun is coming up." Ron joked.

"What!" Harry stared with wide eyes as the sun crept towards him. "Oh no."

"Harry get in the common room quick!" Ron stated the password.

"I am not letting that vampire into Gryffindor Tower!" The portrait told them.

"Caput Draconis!" George shouted. Harry looked warily at the sun. "Hermione open the door!"

"I'm trying she won't let me!" Hermione shouted banging on the other side.

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The town watched as Harry shied away from the rays of light. They all gasped in horror as it got closer and closer. Aoi looked around for her brother. She finally found him and ran over on her wings. She grabbed Andy's wrist and they ran to the Cottage.

"He still has half an hour in his vampire form Aoi." Andy told his sister and as she stood next to the candle.

"In half a minute he'll be dead. Changing his form before he was done with the vampire one may hurt but it'll be better than if the sun gets him." Andy linked hands with his sister around the candle. "Ready Andy?" Aoi asked. Her older brother nodded.

"Skin of blue, eyes of red. Our wings are not for flying but walking instead. Teeth razor sharp, meant for chewing. Better watch out when you get us stewing. Fearing nothing and none. We give our power to the one. The prince is seeking a form of new. Taken, of Halloween, from us two."

A/N IMPORTANT!

I said I would put the rest of the transformations here but I had a question. Would you like me to go into as much detail as I did with the vampire or just highlights from each one?

Cliffhanger anyone? Will Harry get out of this without getting burned? Will the Fat Lady let Harry in? Will this forced transformation disrupt the system?

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