Allie walked about ten feet behind Harry on the way back to Gryffindor Tower. She tried not to read his mind because she wanted to give him his privacy. But once it became too much of a temptation she tuned into his thoughts. His mind was just a jumble of words that she couldn't make out. He was so confused.

"Harry will you please talk to me?" She called after him.

He spun around so quick that it startled her. His eyes held less anger than they had before. He could see that she had been crying and she was just about as upset as he was. His features soften even more. He couldn't stay mad at her. It wasn't her fault who she was, Allie couldn't control what happened to her any more than he could. No matter where she came from, she was still Allie, his Allie.

"I'm sorry for the way I reacted." He turned his gaze downward toward his shoes. "And I'm sorry for calling you a... monster. I'm SO sorry for that. I was just confused and..."

Allie tilted his chin up to look her in the eyes. She had to crank her neck up to look at his face. "I know. I don't blame you for that at all. You have the right to be upset. I should have told you."

Allie bit her lip. They just looked at each other for what felt like an hour before smiling small smiles and turning to continue on their way to their dorm. They walked into the common room to find in deserted. Harry looked at his watch: 12:30. They had been in Dumbledore's office a lot longer than he thought. Allie started to make her way to the stairs that lead to the girls dormitory. Harry watched her go up but stopped her when she got to the landing.

"Hey Allie?" Harry called. She looked down at him putting her hands on the ledge. "We'll talk tomorrow?"

She gave him a half smile. "Yeah. I'll be around, find me when you want to." She turned to go but then shot her head back in his direction and said "Harry don't say anything to anyone. Not yet anyway." Harry shook his head to show that he would do what she asked.

He stayed in the common room for another hour before heading up to his room. It was dark and he could hear his room mates snoring. Harry dropped onto his bed not even caring to change. Within five minutes he drifted into a deep sleep where he dreamed of beautiful vampires being torn apart while a baby with sapphire blue eyes watched on in horror.

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"Mate, wake up!" Harry jumped when Ron's pillow hit him in the face. He was so tired. "Get up or you'll miss breakfast!" Harry groaned. He reluctantly sat up and put his glasses on. He glared daggers at the red head. He got up out of bed and walked over to his dresser to get his clothes for the day.

Ron didn't seem to notice Harry's annoyance. "So what did Dumbledore want?" Harry pulled so hard on the dresser draw that it came completely out. He had forgotten about the events of last night. The memories of what he had discovered came back to him in a flash. Allie was a vampire...a half vampire and she had a lightening shaped scar on her wrist that matched the one he had on his forehead. He wasn't alone.

"Easy on there, Harry!" Ron said while helping him put the drawer back in it's place. "You OK?"

"Yeah just tired." His head was pounding. He decided not to wear his school robes today since Dumbledore said that he and Allie would not be attending classes. He selected a pair of dark wash jeans and a plain gray t-shirt.

"So?" Ron asked.

"So what?" Harry said while throwing on his black converses.

"What did Dumbledore want?"

"Oh, nothing really. We just talked and since he kept us there so late he is letting us skip classes today."

Ron saw nothing wrong with this answer and just shrugged his shoulders and muttered something under his breathe that sounded to Harry like "Lucky you".

They walked down the Great Hall for breakfast and found Hermione sitting by herself reading The Daily Prophet. Harry scanned the Gryffindor table looking for Allie but she was nowhere to be seen. They walked over to where Hermione was and sat down.

"Where's Allie?" Harry asked Hermione. She looked up from her paper and grabbed for a piece of toast.

"Not sure. She was already gone by the time I woke up. I thought she might be down here already but she wasn't." She didn't seem to worried. "Harry why are you dressed like that?"

Ron grumbled the reason why to Hermione. Harry was deep in thought wondering where Allie could be. Maybe I hurt her more than she let on last night. She couldn't have left, could she? Then Harry remembered her parting words last night. I'll be around'. This put Harry's mind at ease. After he filled his stomach he'd go look for her.

Breakfast ended and all the students went to class. Harry walked around the empty corridors wondering where to look for Allie. He decided to try the Library first. No luck. The librarian said she hadn't seen her at all that day. Next he thought he'd try the owlery. She wasn't there either. He sat up there, looking out the window with Hedwig on his arm. He was about to give up when he saw a head of shining golden hair sitting under a tree by the lake. Allie. He put Hedwig back and started toward the Lake. He observed that she was reading, yet again.

As he drew near she raised her head and smiled at him. She was wearing dark skinny jeans and a white v neck shirt. He noticed that she once again had the bracelet on her wrist to hide her scar. He reached the tree and plopped down next to her. "You know, when you said you'd be around you probably could have specified where exactly that would be." Allie laughed.

"Ha. Sorry bout that." She closed her book and set it next to her. They stared out at the lake for a while. "So what do you want to know?"

Harry let the question roll around in his mind for a while before asking "Why'd you leave Washington?" Allie narrowed her eyes at him in puzzlement.

"Because Jake -the werewolf that raised me- couldn't handle being so close to where... it happened. He loved my mom. It was too painful for him." Allie still had a puzzled expression on her face.

"What?" Harry questioned.

"Nothing. It's just that, that wasn't the question I expected you to ask first."

"Well what did you think it would be?"

"I don't know... Maybe something along the lines of 'what do you eat?' or 'are you dangerous.'" Her face grew red with embarrassment.

Harry had thought about asking those but thought he would start out easy and work his way up to the difficult questions. Deep down Harry knew the answer to the second question she mentioned. "Your not dangerous. You wouldn't hurt anyone." She opened her mouth to say something but shut it quickly. She stood up and looked toward the lake so Harry couldn't see her face. "Did I say something?" He asked with uncertainty.

She spun around disgust written all over her face. "You don't get it." she started out using a soft voice that steadily grew louder with every word.

"What don't I get?" Allie crossed her arms and shifted her weight from foot to foot.

"Your supposed to think that. Your supposed to think that I'm not dangerous, but I am. I'm the perfect predator. Everything about me lulls you into a sense of false comfort. My face, my voice, everything. Don't you understand? Your supposed to think 'the short, tiny girl can't hurt me.' when really at any moment I could snap and suck all the freaking blood out of your body." Allie was panicked now. The reality of the danger she was putting Harry and her other friends in slapped her in the face.

Allie started to ramble, she tended to do that when she spazzed out. Harry walked over to her and put his hands on her shoulders. "Allie look at me" She continued to string a bunch of words together that Harry could not understand due to the speed at which she was speaking. He then moved his hands up to her face, forcing her eyes to meet his. "Allie look at me" She quieted down and gazed into Harry's green eyes.

"You won't hurt anyone."

"How do you know?" she said quietly.

"Because I do. Your not evil, your Allie, probably the sweetest and weirdest girl I have ever met." Allie half smiled at Harry's words. A breeze started up bring Harry's scent with it. Oh no... She backed away from Harry terror streaked her face, she held her breath. He smelled so good. Better than any human had ever smelt to her before.

"Oh no, no, no, no!" Harry moved closer to her concerned that she might be having a panic attack.

"What is it? Are you OK?"

"Harry, please back away." She held her hand up to make sure he kept his distance. This was her parents all over again. History is repeating it's self. Why the hell does it always have to repeat it's self!?

"What's going on?"

"Your blood," Allie's conscious screamed at her to be honest with him. "Smells really good. I just need a minute. For it to pass." Harry gave her space not wanting to make her test her self control. She pressed her lips together and pinched the bridge of her nose, her eye lids were closed tightly together.

After a moment the thirst left her and she was back to normal. Allie took a deep breath and then went back over to where Harry stood. His features were the very essence of concern. Not for himself, Allie noted, but for her.

"Everything... good?" He cocked an eyebrow mentally kicking himself for his choice of words. She chuckled.

"Yeah, I'm fine now. Thanks." The were soundless for an moment. "Wanna take a walk?"

"Yeah" Harry replied, "I do." They started to walk along the edge of the lake. Allie knew that she would have to attempt to keep Harry away from her as her father tried to do when her mother got to close to him. She was also sure it would have about the same affect on Harry's decision as it did her mother's but she had to try. "Harry, you have to stay away from me. For you own safety."

"That's not going to happen." He said with not a hint of hesitation in his voice. "I call the shots when it comes to my own safety and I say that you are not dangerous." Allie started to protest but Harry placed his hand over her mouth. His hand covered most of Allie's face, everything from nose down, he laughed a little. She really was tiny. She rolled her eyes and then pinched her thumb and pointer finger together and slide them over Harry's hand where her mouth was, saying that her 'lips were zipped'. He removed his hand. Her mouth remained closed.

"I'm not going anywhere."

Allie chewed over everything he had said, if he wasn't going to stay away she had to lay down the law. "Fine, but if I say get the hell away from me, you have to do it. Do I make myself clear? Or else your gonna be made into a nice little snack and I don't want that to happen."

Harry made an 'X' across his heart. Allie nodded her head still not happy about how stubborn Harry was. He was almost as bad as her.

"Your my friend Harry and I don't want anything to happen to you." Harry's smile dropped. Friends. That's all we are.

"Yeah. Friends." he said in a low voice. "Let's head back to the school. It's gotta almost be lunch time." They started walking then another inquiry popped into his head. "Hey Allie?"

"Hmm?

"What do you eat?" Allie throw her head back and laughed out loud.

"I eat human food."

"Then how are you a vampire?"

"Oh don't get me wrong I WANT blood I just choose not to drink it. If I can survive on the crap you eat why shouldn't I? But it's like eating tofu. I'm never quite satisfied."

Harry was awed by Allie's openness to discuss the subject. He could not picture the pale girl leaning over a body sucking blood from it's neck. He shook the image from his brain. It was going to take a while for Harry to get used to this new side of Allie.