(Chapter done by Mourningstar13)

Darren's POV

I sat in my little arena, as I was affectionately(note the sarcasm) calling my enlarged cage, scowling at the world in a very sour mood. The only thing Hagrid had given me the other day were the rabbits, apparently he thought I could survive on that alone. And I didn't want to tell him, because it would mean he knew one of the vampire's weaknesses: we needed real food.

So after I drained the two rabbits of their blood, I was forced to eat them, and the old-fashioned disgusting way too. I used my long, dagger-like finger-nails to skin and butcher the poor rabbits. Then I had to go around and make a fire, without matches, which wasn't as easy as they made it seem in the movies. And roasting the rabbits took forever, much longer than a marshmallow, and half the time I just set a marshmallow on fire instead of waiting for it to cook. I always had been impatient.

I still hadn't had any human blood. It wasn't a problem yet, but it might be soon. And I definitely wanted to be at full power when I broke out of here. If I get out of here. I thought glumly.

I also had nothing to do. I spent the whole day jogging around my clearing, trying to keep in shape, see how long I could go, and mainly, to pass the time.

It began to get dark, and, tired and sweating after running the whole day practically non-stop, I lay down and thought of going to sleep, even though it couldn't be any later than seven. Then I saw Hagrid approaching, with what looked like a couple of students, and groaned.

For one thing, they thought I was nocturnal. So they thought I would be staying up all night, which means I would probably end up doing so. For another thing, I didn't particularly want to be showcased in front of a pair of snot-nosed brats. Hagrid would also probably be telling them things about us that weren't true, which means I would just have to sit back on my heels while this man insulted my entire race. So no, I didn't particularly like the idea of being displayed any earlier than I had to be.

As I watched, Hagrid and three of the children from the carriage the other day approached. One of them was a raven-haired boy with bright, emerald green eyes. He gave the impression of a puppy that had been kicked one time too many and decided to bite back. Another was a blue-eyed boy who looked like someone had set his hair on fire. From the way he walked, he was definitely side-kick material. The third had brown hair and brown(?) eyes, and a pleasant face. She had an intelligent look in her eyes, which gave me the feeling that she was more than she appeared.

He decided to keep up his "I'm-gonna-kill-you-and-smile-while-I'm-doing-it" faquade, for two reasons. One reason was it might scare them off, I sure didn't want them staying long. If they did stay, it would make them hesitate to talk to him, and get information. It would also make things uneasy and awkward, they would be out faster that way. The second reason was: there was nothing I would enjoy better than seeing them screaming like a baby running for the castle. I grinned an evil, vampire smile, malicious thoughts in my head. This would be fun.

Harry's POV

Ron, Hermione and I hurried towards Hagrid's hut, ready to congratulate him on his new position. As we were heading over there, we passed a small clearing. We mus have passed it a million times, it wasn't a surprise or anything What was a surprise was the giant tent/metal cage that canopied over it. I could feel malicious eyes on my back coming from the clearing, and decided to hurry past.

We entered the hut, and I was instantly filled with warmth and had to cover my eyes and look down for a minute to protect them. When my eyes readjusted to the light, I looked up to see Hagrid beaming at me.

"Hagrid!", Hermione was saying,"Why didn't you tell us you were going to be our new teacher?" Hagrid shrugged a little and looked bashful.

"Well, I wanted it ter be a surprise." We all nodded. Hagrid of course would do that, he loved surprising people. We started exchanging pleasantries, telling him and each other how our summers were. Hagrid looked nervous when I told him I blew up Aunt Marge, and then looked relieved when I told him I hadn't been punished and was soon hooting up a storm.

Both Ron and Hagrid exchanged superstitious and nervous glances when I told them about the big black dog, but neither said anything about it, apparently deciding that whatever they were thinking about was either silly or unimportant. Hermione didn't seem to care, so apparently it must be something that only someone who has been a wizard for a long time or comes from a wizarding family knows.

After w stopped talking, Hermione, bursting with scholarly eagerness in a way that made Ron and I laugh, said to Hagrid, "Well? What was the other thing, the thing you wanted to show us?"

Hagrid smiled and slapped himself on the forehead with enough force to kill a cow, as if he's forgotten something.

"I found something very rare. I found a vampire!" Hagrid said with the eagerness of a five year-old on Christmas as he led us to the clearing where I had felt someone watching me earlier. Hermione frowned.

"A vampire? Those aren't that rare." Vampires? It made sense, I supposed. I'd heard of werewolves, boggarts, and ghosts, why shouldn't there be vampires?

"Well, no, there not rare, exactly...there just hard to find." Hermione's eyes widened, Ron looked a little fearful, I still had no idea what they were talking about.

"Do you mean you've found a vampira humana?" Even Ron looked a little lost at this statement, and I had no idea what she was talking about. Was there more than one type of vampire? How many bloodsuckers could there be? Hagrid nodded excitedly, and Hermione began filling us in.

'"There are two different species of vampires, vampira mammalia, and vampira humana. Vampira mammalia had purple skin, therefore it is very easy to find. It is also much more violent then it's cousin, vampira humana, and always kills when it feeds. We don't know much about the other type. They look almost exactly like any normal human, except for subtle differences, and are smart, sly, and cunning, making them hard to track down. If Hagrid's really gotten one of them, we could learn wonders!" Hermione said, bursting with excitement for the breakthrough they were about to make.

We finally saw the clearing I had passed by earlier, and quickly approached it, wands lit. Hagrid had mentioned that vampires could die in the sunlight, and that there was apparently an invisible ultra-violet proof barrier surrounding the cage.

I got right up to it, and peered inside. I suddenly leaped back when I saw a pair of bright stormy gray eyes appear out of nowhere. I heard a low chuckle, full of evil intent, ring out across the grounds. It gave me the shivers. Than a face that belonged to a boy a little older than me appeared, grinning like a Cheshire cat.