(Chapter done by Mourningstar13)
About an hour passed, and Darren heard that rain whistle again, even louder. He assumed it had arrived. He wondered why on earth they would have a railroad that led to a castle. For the "students"? Whatever, he didn't get why they didn't just drive.
During that hour, Darren came to realize that he was not the only person in a cage. He could hear the grunts and strange noises of other animals, although he was the only one in the clearing. He looked up and saw a sign hanging above his cage. "Homo Vampira. Very dangerous." it said. Darren chuckled to himself.
They had given vampires a scientific name. It just seemed so funny to him.
The "very dangerous" part gave him an idea. He was probably going to be stuck in here a while, the bars were made out of super-tough material, to tough for Darren to break through easily. He just had to wait until another vampire realized he was here and rescued him. That would be embarassing, he thought briefly.
He decided that if he was going to be here a while, then he might as well have some fun. If he would be classified very dangerous, he would be very dangerous. A smile flitteld across his face. He wasgoing to scare the crap out of those students.
By this point, night had fallen, and he could hear activity going on. He guessed that the students were arriving, maybe off that train.
He sat in boredom for a little while, and then saw a carriage pulled by beautiful black horses. They had wings, too. Their skin hung tightly to their skinny frames. They had scars, from fighting amongst each other, he guessed, and they seemed proud of them, like a vampire.
Inside the carriage were maybe five magicians-in-training in red and gold robes, and one in blue and silver. They looked about the same age as Darren, well, his vampiric age, anyways. He guessed maybe fiffteen to his sixteen. They were talking animatedly, and Darren strained his heightened sense of hearing to listen.
"Harry, the drawgals are swarming around your head. My dad did an article about them in The Quibbler. They're supposed to whisper in your ears at night and give you advice." said the one in blue-and-silver, a dreamy looking blonde with a queer expression on her face. She looked like a nut, but Darren got the feeling she knew what she was talking about.
All five in the red-and-gold shared a glance, and a few looked like they could barely keep from bursting out laughing. They obviously didn't believe her. One of them, a tall kid with black hair and bright green eyes, replied.
"Well, Luna, I could sure use some advice right now, what with everything that's going on. Maybe the drawgals will help me." He said, with a completely staight face.
The oher kids couldn't muffle thesniggers that came from their mouths after hearing this. Darren frowned. They really should give "Luna" a chance. Dismissing her out of hand wasn't really fair, even if she did sound crazy. it sounded like they were her friends, shouldn't they listen to her?
Darren stole a more inspective glance at the group, getting a feeling hat they were important people, especially the raven-haired one. Peopple gathered around him, and you knew that this kid was going somewhere.
There were two red-heads, a tall, lanky, freckled boy and a beautiful girl with hair like fire, whom he assumed to be his sister. There was a nervous looking boy, blubbering about and looking for some toad. If Darren were him, and he was given a toad that he lost, he wouldn't be looking for it. There was also a pretty girl with bushy brown hair and an intelligent face.
At that point the carriage was far in the dstance, but he could still hear some snatches of conversation about some sorting they were going to do. After that, the carriage moved too far away. Darren wondered what or who they were sorting, i sounded like a big formal thing. Before Darren had any more time to reflect on the matter, Hagrid came into view, leading a bunch of nervous looking midgits.
They reached the edge of the lake, and Hagrid took out a large pink umbrella. Darren snorted. Pink, really. That wasn't girly at all. He then waved the mbrella, mttered something,and boats appeared! Darren had thought tat only happened with wands, but maybe you could do it with any stick-like thing? Darren resolved to ask Hagrid next tim he came over.
He watched him lead the first years across the lake, and laughed loudly as one of them fell in the lake.
They entered the castle, and all the activity uieted down, and Darren lasped into boredom.
He had thought being kidnapped would be frightening, exciting, dangerous. In reality it really was incredibly dull.
Then he heard an old croaky voice begin to sing from within the castle.
He couldn't hear the words, not really, but it didn't matter, Darren knew the owner of the voice was casting a spell. As hesang the moon began to grow brighter, and shimmer. The forest, instead of looking threatening, looked protective. It felt like a very powerful spell, not that Darren would know. It seemed like some sort o protective spell, complcated magic.
The song ended, and the world grew back to normal, but still held onto some of the protectiveness and vitality he had felt. There was alot of clapping, and he heard names called and random words called out(i.e. Gryfindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin)
Sounds of feasting and merriment came from the castle, and then all was still, leaving an extremely hungry Darren. He hadn't had any blood or normal food in a while(he had to eat light and not leave any evidence of his presence when tracking he vampaneze) and his captors hadn't even fed him anything.
Eventually Hagrid came out, saw Darren, and started mumbling to himself like he'd forgotten something. He walked straigh up to Darren, and stared at him for a while, until Darren began to squirm a little.
"So...vampires are suppos' ta be really smart critters, right? Can you talk?" He said, really slowly, enunciating each word. He felt like an idiot, and then remembered that he was highly dangerous and this man was just ignorant. Of cours vampires could talk!
"Well, of course we can! What do you take us for, animals? Becoming a vampire doesn't make you stupid!" Darren said idignatly. Hagrid looked a little surprised.
"But...you're a critter..." Hagrid said, lost.
"Oh, well, I planned ter give ya more room see!" He waved his wand, and Darren's cage was placed with a large arena, still surrounded by bars, which gave him room to walk around the whole clearing. Hagrid then proceeded to take two live rabbits out of his pockets-what kind of a perso keps a rabbit in their pocket?-and quickly opened the door to his cage and threw them in.
"Dinner, see?" He said, looking pleased. Darren really wasn't in the mood to be reated like an animal. He like having more room, but he was far from happy, and wanted toget rid of Hagrid.
He snarled like an animal, and bared his teeth in a feral grin. "Get. Lost. r come in here and I'll eat you." Darren growled darkly, making his voice much lower than should be possible in the way only a vampire can.
Hagrid's eyes gre wide, and he ran to his hut. Darren laughed.
Maybe his confinement wouldn't be completely boring.