Harry Potter and Artemis Fowl: Evil Awakens Chapter Two

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Fowl Manor

A small wail came from the crib and awoke Harry.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up. Ginny started to get up, but Harry placed his hand on her shoulder.

"No, you sleep, I'll get him," said Harry, kissing her cheek.

Ginny smiled and laid back down and was asleep again in an instant. Harry got up and went to the crib, where eleven month old James was fussing and crying.

"Oh, do you a diaper change?" asked Harry. "Or are you hungry? Both I bet."

He picked up his son and took him to the large bathroom attached to the bedroom and placed him on the changing table. Sure enough, James had done a whopper in his nappy. Harry cleaned James up and put a fresh nappy on and carried him downstairs.

James was eleven months and still woke up in the night sometimes to be fed. It was five in the morning and James would probably stay up. Ginny usually made to get up when she heard him crying, but Harry would get up. He didn't need nearly as much sleep as anybody else, so it was easier for him to get up, and it was only fair.

He warmed up a bottle of expressed breast milk and fed James the bottle, and then sat him in his high chair and made him some oatmeal. James sat in his high chair and banged a plastic spoon on the tray.

"Dada," he said. "Dada, dada"

"Hang on, it's almost ready," said Harry, bringing the bowl over. He spoon fed James the bowl and gave him the spoon to try for himself, but James mostly got the oatmeal on his face rather than in his mouth. He went back to spoon feeding him.

"It's for eating, not smearing on your face," said Harry.

When the oatmeal was done, Harry took a napkin and gently wiped the smears off his sons face and took him to the living room.

Harry put cartoons on and James sat on his dads lap, clapping his hands to theme song of some new cartoon.

Harry and Ginny had remained living at Fowl Manor, as part of the Dublin chapter of the Order. Artemis had spoken to the Order leaders and (after speaking with his father and mother) the home was opened as a house for Order workers to live in. Snape, Harry, Ginny, James, and sometimes Ron and Hermione lived there. Since Aeron had been killed by Harry, they dealt with wizard criminals in Ireland and sometimes ones in England, Scotland, and Wales. There were always wizards committing crimes, making crime rings, smuggling drugs, ect. They also helped Haven deal with escaping fairy criminals and the occasion escaped troll.

Ron and Hermione went between Fowl Manor and the main Order home which was in Diagon Alley. There were other chapters spread out across the world as well. They worked with the Ministry of Magic and other forms of wizard government around the world.

Ginny had taken a long leave when she got pregnant, wanting to be home during the pregnancy (which was safer, just in case something happened), and she wanted to be around while James was still a baby. Harry had to leave sometimes for work and his abilities (the blades that came out of his hands, his wings, and natural healing ability) came in handy for his work. He wore a chain around his neck with a bronze ring and a titanium ring so he could do a couple of transformations that helped him.

Artemis and Holly were together as boyfriend and girlfriend, despite her boss, Trouble, not liking it. He had told Holly it was not right for her to be fraternizing with a human, but she had threatened to quit, and the LEP didn't want to lose an agent like Holly. She had stepped down from Major to be a regular agent. She got to spend more time above ground doing missions and could visit Artemis now.

The Fairy Council had threatened to fire Holly but Trouble had stood up for her, saying he did not want to lose a good agent. She did her job good and didn't let her human relations lessen the quality of her work. And her working with the Order was helpful as well.

Upstairs, Artemis and Holly were sleeping in bed. They hadn't had sex yet, but they were taking things at slower pace. It was possible for an elf and a human to make a baby, and they didn't want to take any chances. Holly wasn't ready to have a child just yet.

Without Trouble knowing, Holly and Artemis had been talking about her quitting the LEP. Holly loved her job, but she wanted to be with Artemis. If they got married, they would complete a fairy version of marriage, which would lengthen Artemis's life to that of a fairy. Holly would work with the Order and have less contact with LEP. Indirectly, Holly working for the Order would be good for the fairy people. There were wizards that smuggled human things to the fairies, including drugs for the ones that were that were stupid enough dabble in that kind of stuff. In the past fifty years, they had actually had to open a small clinic in Haven for fairies addicted to alcohol and various drugs. Fairies that started drinking too much or got into drugs would lose their magic and it would dramatically shorten their life if they didn't get help for it.

Artemis had told Harry about the sprite in Ho Chi Minh City, where he had first gotten his copy of the Fairy book and how the sprite was addicted to alcohol and it was killing her.

That sprite had never been seen again by anybody after Aeron had been killed. She must have fled and gone into hiding when she heard her master was killed.

Harry and James watched cartoons for a while and then played with some toys in a basket under the table. Everyone else, including Ginny, started getting up and eating breakfast. Harry helped Butler cook pancakes for everyone and gave James some Cheerios on his tray while everyone ate.

Harry didn't have any work to do today so he and Ginny took James outside to play. Butler was going to the airport to pick up Hermione and Ron who were flying in from seeing and one of Hermione's Aunts in America. Hermione was four months pregnant and would not be working for the Order for awhile. It was too dangerous while she was pregnant. She and Ron would be staying at Fowl Manor. Everyone was excited to see them.

It was October and cool outside, so James had to wear his fuzzy hoodie and he set to work getting it dirty by rolling in the grass and mushing handfuls of dirt into the front when Ginny and Harry looked away for a second.

James had a few of his toys outside which he enjoyed chucking across the grass or at his parents heads.

"Ow," said Harry, when a plastic lion hit in him in the head. "My own son is assaulting me."

James started chewing on a plastic zebra, his favorite. "Zeebah."

"Get that out of your mouth," said Ginny. "That's been in the dirt, it has germs on it now. Nuh uh, no fingers either, those have germs too."

A car pulled up the lane and stopped in front of the house. Hermione and Ron got out and Harry and Ginny took James and went said hello.

"Looking forward to some time off?" asked Ginny, hugging Hermione. Ron and Harry did the usual man hugging, with back thumping.

"Yeah," said Hermione. "The morning sickness is gone thankfully."

Ginny made a face. "It sucked when I had that. I thought I'd be lucky like my mom. Did you know, through every pregnancy with us, she never had morning sickness?"

"Lucky!" said Hermione.

Later that night, Ginny was cleaning up toys around the house and James was in the living room with Myles and Beckett. Beckett was watching Spongebob and Myles was trying to teach James to say "Encyclopedia." Harry and Ron were sitting on the couch, drinking rum and coke, catching up. Harry smiled at Myles. "I don't think he'll be able to say that yet."

"Zeebah," James kept saying. "ZEEBAH!"

"Harry, I can't find his zebra," said Ginny. "Can you go find it? He probably went and flung it off somewhere in the garden on the side."

Harry went outside and went looking through the garden on the side. Harry remembered on this side of the house was where he had killed Amadae. The Pimante had fallen off the roof and ended up in the dirt. The garden spread out largely and there was a trail leading through it that went through the grounds. Harry and Ginny had walked through it a lot and Harry had proposed to Ginny in another garden on the side, near the gate.

He had a flashlight and was poking around through the bushes and flowers, trying to find the darn zebra. They thought they had picked up all the toys earlier, but apparently not.

Harry also found a small plastic mouse, another toy they had obviously missed. It had a dirt clod stuck to it and Harry brushed it off. This, and the zebra (if found) would have to be washed off before James got to play with it again.

Deep in the ground, Fowl Manor

The essence of the blood and the Pimante has flown to me and I have regained strength and been released from my magic bonds quickly. Without those things, I probably would have been stuck here for a few more centuries. But now I will be free!

I have tasted blood once, in a magic ritual I took part in when traveling through what is now France, back when I was a human. I did not care for the taste, but now as a vampire, I remember that taste, and I crave it. I will need blood when I arise.

I regret that I allowed myself to be killed and brought back as a vampire by those men, and then imprisoned. My visions always had holes in it, and I allowed myself to be mislead by what I thought would happen. I had thought to make those two men my servants. I wanted to create a vampire that would be servant. Eventually I would have made an army of them. I would make creatures, and rule Ireland, and eventually the world. But I wasn't careful enough.

Trapped in these magical bonds, I have heard the world coming and going through the centuries. The world, human and fairy, has changed much since the fifth century. I will still have much to learn about the times now.

And now, I will be free…

Deep down in the earth, the magical bonds released Uallach and began to push her up through the ground. She strained to push her arms forward, to go faster, to be free. She broke free of the dirt and lay there on the ground, blinking clods from her eyes as she stared at the night sky. The air was chilly and she could smell the grass, the dirt, everything. She sat up and looked around.

There was a moving light and someone was hunched over.

"Got it," said a male voice, picking something up.

Uallach got up.

"Who are you?"

The figure jumped and the light swung around.

Harry, finding the zebra, intended to go back in the house and wash it thoroughly. He straightened up and heard some ask who he was. Startled, he swung the light around and seen a woman, naked, standing in the dirt by the house.

"Whoa," he said, averting his eyes. "What-? Are you okay?"

He shone the light to her face, keeping his eyes above the neck. She had red curly hair and he could see she had light amber eyes from here. What was she doing naked on the grounds?

"Are you okay?" he asked again, while the woman stared at him. "Did someone attack you?"

The woman walked toward him, quickly, and Harry took a step backwards. He shone the light upwards a bit, so it wouldn't be blinding her. The woman stared at him and then reached her finger toward the lightning bolt scar.

"It's you," breathed Uallach.

"Uh, I think you have me confused for someone else," said Harry. He thought she must have been attacked by somebody and ran to the grounds, and was disoriented.

"No, it's you," said Uallach, determinedly. "I seen you before. The scar on your forehead…You are important somehow. I wonder if…"

She snatched flashlight and shined it at his face. Harry shielded his eyes. "Listen, let's go inside. Did somebody hurt you? You seem a little-out of it." He put the toys he was holding in his pocket and took off the long coat he was wearing. "Here put this on, it's cold."

Uallach took the coat and put it on. "I am not cold, but I will accept it." She buttoned a few of the buttons and belted it. "This is a strange garment."

Harry raised his eyes, and took her elbow gently. "Let's go inside and call the police. Do you remember how you got here?"

"Oh, I remember much," said Uallach, stepping close to him.

Uallach knew a vampire had many powers. Being so long in the ground, she knew how to use these powers now. As a newborn vampire, it would have taken awhile. The powers come slowly and then once you knew them, they were easy to know. Using them was as easy as breathing once you learned.

One of the powers was to be able to lure a human into a false sense of security and make them trust the vampire. The only protection against it was silver.

"Do you have any silver on you?" asked Uallach.

"No," said Harry, squinting at her face. He never wore anything silver. It only affected him badly if it was touching his blood, but he didn't like being around it. It made him uneasy. He'd been stabbed with silver too many times and remembered the sick, weak feeling it gave him and how it made him lose his powers.

"Good," said Uallach. She stepped closer to him and looked at him in the eyes and began to use her vampire mesmer. It was almost like fairy mesmer, but not as strong. "You need to trust me, and I will make you invincible. You are already powerful, and I will make you even better."

She remembered the vision she had seen of this man, and how he had seemed important. Then she remembered seeing the outline of someone and how he would be a vampire because she made him one. This must be the person she was to make into a vampire.

"What do you mean, trust you," said Harry, beginning to feel uneasy. There was something off about this woman. Why was she running around naked and telling him he needed to trust her?

Uallach locked her eyes with Harry's and spoke. "You need to trust me with this. I can make you like me and together we can live and do as we what."

"I have a wife, thank you," said Harry. He realized she was doing something to try and control him. "I'm going inside."

Uallach grabbed his upper arms, with superhuman strength. She realized he was fighting her mesmer very well.

"You will be immortal," she said. She lunged toward his neck. Harry flinched and tried to jump backwards, thinking she was trying to kiss him. He felt her lips on his neck and then he felt something sharp pierce the skin through a scar that was already there. He felt it sink into the flesh and something hot. It hurt.

"Get off me!" Harry yelled, trying to break free of her grasp. She hung onto him and then broke away, blood on her mouth.

"See you in a bit," she said.

Harry felt as though like something hot was coursing through his veins.

The flash light was dropped on the ground and Harry stumbled. Shaking he made it to a stone bench and sat on it, wondering what just happened. His vision faded.

He realized he was being shaken.

"Harry!"

It was Ginny. Harry opened his eyes and found himself slumped over on the bench, Ginny was standing over him, with the flashlight.

"Why are you sleeping on the bench?" she asked him. "How much did you drink?"

Harry sat up, feeling stiff. He had no recollection of what just happened, except- something about his neck. He felt his neck but noticed nothing odd.

"You came out here to get the toys, and then you were gone for ages," said Ginny.

"I have the toys," said Harry, reaching in his pocket and handing them to her.

"Come on," said Ginny. "Let's go inside. You must have drunk way too much."

"I only had two," said Harry, feeling exhausted.

"Oh, well, maybe you're just tired and the alcohol made you go to sleep," said Ginny, still thinking it was odd. "Where's your coat?" Harry shrugged.

Harry went upstairs and put his pajamas on and fell asleep quickly in bed. He had hazy dreams- a woman, naked, pain in his neck…

He woke up late in the night. Ginny was sleeping peacefully next to him, one arm over him. He had a sudden desire to bite her.

He shook himself. What the hell?

He felt sick and got up. The alarm clock said it was five thirty in the morning. He slipped his feet into a pair of slippers.

He left the bedroom and decided to go to the kitchen. There was some pink bismuth in the refrigerator he could drink. Maybe that would help

He went into the hallway and began going down the staircase. He felt sick and his vision was going fuzzy.

He tripped and tumbled down the stairs. He landed painfully on his side with a yell and he was sure he had broken his ankle. Sparks started to zip around it healing the bone. He threw up on the Tunisian rug and tried to get up, but he was too dizzy. Everything went black.

Butler, hearing a crash downstairs and a small yell, woke up. Someone was hurt. He took his Sig Sauer from his bed side table and went to the stairs.

He could see Harry at the bottom, spark zipping around his ankle. He was twitching and thrashing on rug. Butler rushed down and seen that Harry had thrown up on the floor. He looked like he was having a seizure maybe. Harry suddenly stopped moving and lay there with his half open.

Butler knelt next to him and put a hand on his hand. "Harry, can you hear me?"

Harry came to and realized someone was next to him. He wanted blood. He couldn't understand why. He needed blood and he needed it now.

He suddenly flipped over to all fours and lunged on Butler, who yelled and pushed him off. Harry suddenly realized it was Butler. What was he doing? He needed to get out of here. He wanted to hurt Butler, drink his blood, anybodies blood. He needed blood.

He ran for the door, afraid he would hurt Butler.

"Harry! WAIT!" Butler yelled. Something was seriously wrong with Harry. Harry would never attack one of his friends.

But Harry was gone, running down the drive toward the fence that surrounded the grounds. He jumped the fence and was in the woods, running faster than he thought he could.

Butler tried to run after him, but knew he couldn't catch him. He ran back to the house and barged into Artemis's room.

"Artemis, something is wrong with Harry! Get up!"

Artemis, asleep by himself (Holly was in Haven) awoke and sat up.

"What?"

Butler hurriedly explained to Artemis what had happened. Butler ran to awake the others while Artemis dressed himself.

Everybody was up and worried. Butler dressed himself and went into the woods to find Harry.

Harry, meanwhile, had run into the woods and collapsed against a tree, panting, feeling sick again. His heart stuttered and went back to normal again. His body hurt. He started to remember the events from last night: the naked lady, how she bit him in the neck. He realized someone was standing over him.

"Much worse when someone turns you like this," said Uallach. "For me it was much less painful, and it was quicker. But this is the only way now. Do you remember me yet? I'm Uallach."

"Get away from me," said Harry. "What did you do to me?"

"You're turning into a vampire," said Uallach. "You'll be like me. Come with me."

She grabbed his hand and yanked him up. It was still dark out and she made him run with her.

"Let me go!" snarled Harry.

"I have something you want," she told him, still pulling him along. "Come now."

They ran to the outskirts of Dublin and stopped at a tall building. "You have wings," she said, using the vampire mesmer. "Better to fly up there with me than try to climb up. You won't be used to your new body for a little bit."

Harry made his wings come out and he flew to the top, not knowing why he obeyed her. He landed on top shakily and could see the darkened city spread out before him, a few lights twinkling here and there. His wings went back in and Uallach joined him a moment later.

"Pretty, huh?" she asked. "Now come here, I have something for you."

On the roof there looked to be a small room, with a door. Harry figured it was the stairwell, leading into the building. By the wall, a person lay.

"I only drank half, and saved the rest for you," she said. "He's already dead, so don't worry, he won't fight."

Harry could smell the blood from here. He wanted it-needed it-now!

He sprang for the dead body and sank his fangs into the neck of the person, and sucked the body dry. When he was finished, he dropped the body, who looked to be some kind of bum.

He suddenly felt horrified. What had he just done? He had just drunk some ones blood like-like an animal-a monster.

"Calm down," said Uallach, running her sleeve across his mouth. She was wearing some pants and a shirt now, and she still had his coat over her. She also had on sneakers now, flashy black and silver ones, with the Nike Logo on the side. He wondered for a split second where she had gotten them.

"The worst is to come," she said. "But it will be some hours yet. I learned much about vampires in my travels, although I never actually found one. I don't know why. I guess I didn't travel far enough. You'll be with me now."

Harry sank against the wall, a few feet from the dead bum. "What did I just do? I-I-"

"You fed," said Uallach, kneeling in front of him. "You need to feed, especially when you first turn. It consumes you. You and I will be always be together. I had originally wanted a vampire as a servant. Now that I am one, and I have you, you will be equal. You are a wizard too, like me." She looked at him a moment. "You are handsome as well."

She grasped the back of his head and pulled him forward, her other hand on his chest. Harry realized she intended to kiss him and he turned his head and pushed her away. "Get away from me! I'm married! Happily married. You made me into a monster! Get away!"

Uallach pouted her lips. "Oh, just sleep. The worst is yet. I'll be back later."

She left the building and Harry fell into a deep sleep.

When he awoke, he realized it was night. He wanted to go home. But he was afraid of hurting someone. He felt sick and threw up all over the roof. It was bloody and nasty. He let his wings out and he flew down to the alley between two buildings. He should go somewhere, but where? Uallach had said she would be back. He didn't want to see her. He didn't know what he wanted to do. He felt confused and disoriented.

He stumbled out into the main street. His head hurt, his body hurt. He seen the concrete rushing up to his face. He heard someone speak.

"Hey, mister? Are you okay?"

He realized some people were near him. Somebody knelt in his line of vision.

"Hey are you okay?"

"Is that a drunk? Johnny, get away from him."

"I think he's sick."

"Why is he in his pajamas?"

Harry felt pain and moaned. It intensified until he was screaming and then he blacked out.

He woke up in a white room. Was he dead? He tried to move and realized he was strapped down.

"You're awake," said a voice. He blinked his eyes and realized a woman in a nurse's uniform was standing next to him. "We think you had a seizure, but you're okay now. You were thrashing around there a lot, so we had to strap you down so you wouldn't hurt yourself. You're in the hospital.

She smiled, showing very white teeth. Harry looked at her warily, and the line of her thin neck, the skin disappearing into her uniform. Blood was pumping through the veins there, he knew. He wanted it…

His body started to hurt again and moaned. The smile disappeared.

"Something hurt?"

Harry screamed as the pain wracked his body. He was trashing against the straps they used to keep him down. The nurse called for a doctor and a man and few other nurses rushed into the room.

"His heart beat was weak and it's getting weaker now."

The voices blurred out and he couldn't tell what was happening anymore. His heart hurt, everything hurt. He wanted blood. He wanted it, no, needed it.

"BLOOD!" shrieked Harry and someone said something.

The pain was all consuming and suddenly it was gone. His body stopped thrashing and he realized in a haze, he could hear other voices.

"His heart his stopped! Get the paddles!"

Harry opened his eyes.

"He's not dead," said the first nurse. "The machine must be broken. It says there's no heart beat."

Harry wanted to be out of here. He struggled against the straps and he broke free of them.

"Get him down!" shouted the doctor.

The doctor and nurses tried to hold him down but he pushed them away. He punched the doctor right in the sternum and sent the man into the wall. One of the nurses backed into a corner by the window, terrified. Harry lunged for her, wanting her blood. He grabbed her by the shoulders, feeling two of his teeth grow longer. A minute and he could have that warm blood- fresh and from her body by the dying beats of her own heart.

The nurse screamed, loud and piercing. Harry froze and seen the horror in her eyes. He couldn't kill her, she was innocent.

He broke through the window, showering the street with glass. He landed on his feet in the street. The room had only been on the second floor. He heard a few people yell and he ran into the alley.

He ran for a bit in the dark alleys, making sure no one was following. He collapsed against a dumpster, shaking. His skin felt chilly, but he didn't feel cold.

A stray dog wandered into the alley, skinny, looking for scraps. It didn't notice Harry. Harry suddenly lunged on it and after a yelp, the dog was dead, it's blood being drained.

The blood tasted foul but he didn't care. Satiated, he dropped the body and wiped his mouth off on the cuff of his sleeve. Apparently, in the hospital they hadn't changed him.

He leaned against the dumpster and thought. Uallach had said he was a vampire now. Judging by his wanting blood, she was right. What would he do now? He couldn't go home; he'd want to attack everyone. He was screwed.

He noticed a slight haze in front of him.

"Holly," he said.

Holly shimmered into view and the visor on her helmet slid up. "I came as soon I could get away," she said, looking worried. "They said you went crazy and tried to attack Butler and then ran off. They've been looking for you all day. What happened?"

Harry took a breath, edging away from her, just in case he got hungry for blood again. He could smell her scent, and she did smell nice. He explained to her what happened, all the parts he remembered.

"You're a vampire now?" asked Holly. "Where is this woman? You said she killed a guy for you to drink from."

"I don't know where she is," said Harry. The disoriented feeling he'd had earlier was gone and his body just sort of felt…weird. He put a hand to his chest. No heartbeat.

"I'm dead."

"You're not dead," said Holly kneeling in front of him.

"I am," said Harry. "Feel."

He took her small coffee colored hand and placed it on his chest.

"Feel it?"

"I don't feel anything."

"Exactly."

Harry released Holly's hand.

"I have no heartbeat," he said.

Holly turned on the light on her helmet and shined it in his eyes. Harry squinted into the light.

"Your eyes," said Holly. "They're like a goldish color. They're not green anymore. They're like amber now."

"Great," said Harry. He released his claws. "I still have those."

He slit his arm with one swift movement. A little blood came out, slowly, and not nearly as much as what would normally come out. There were still sparks but the wound healed up swifter than usual.

"It hurts, but not as bad either," said Harry.

"So now you're a vampire with fairy magic, or something." Holly looked puzzled. "Look, we need to get back to Fowl Manor. Everyone's worried sick."

"I can't go back!" said Harry. "I attacked Butler! I wanted to bite Ginny before that!"

"Well, you don't seem...hungry," said Holly. "Judging by the dog carcass over there, you ate and now you'll be fine for a bit. Come on, you can't wander around in your pajamas."

Harry took a breath. "Okay, but if I start to go crazy or something, zap me with the Neutrino."

"Will do," said Holly. She pulled out some cam foil and Harry wrapped himself in and put his wings out and flew with Holly back to Fowl Manor.

Everyone was waiting in Artemis's study.

"Harry!" Ginny ran to him and hugged him the moment he stepped in the door. "Where were you!? I was worried sick!"

She smelled delicious. He could smell her blood mixing with the vanilla from her shampoo. He hugged her back stiffly, not trusting himself.

"Holly, remember what I said."

Holly pulled her Neutrino.

"What do you mean?" asked Ginny.

Harry sat down. "Butler, I'm sorry about earlier." He explained everything that happened, while everyone stared in disbelief at him."

"There aren't vampires anymore," said Ron.

"Yes there are," said Hermione. "Don't you remember? They think that there is some in hiding around the world. I think they drink animal blood so the Ministry doesn't spend much time trying to catch them."

"We can get Harry blood," said Artemis. "You can buy it, you know. If you have the right contacts and such."

"You can buy it?" asked Harry. He never knew that.

"Yes," said Artemis. "We can get you some, that way you don't feel the need to eat."

"So am I going to fry if I go in the sun?" asked Harry.

"That's just stories," said Hermione. "They didn't like to go in the daytime because they don't want people seeing them when they feed. It's easier to do it at night."

"So does Harry have to sleep in a silk lined coffin now?" asked Ron. Hermione elbowed him.

"What do we do for you now?" asked Holly. "You drank animal blood earlier, and that seemed to work. You're not going crazy on us now."

"We still have a few chickens," said Artemis. "In the coop behind the gym. Angeline uses the eggs. You could eat those."

They spent a lot of time talking about it. Nobody knew of any way to turn him back. Holly went to the hospital to find the people who had seen him and she had use a mass mesmerizing orb to make everyone in the hospital forget that Harry had ever been there. She was pretty sure that some of them would take IQ drops but she didn't want people talking about vampires. She had told Foaly what happened but she made him promise to keep his mouth shut and not tell Trouble or anyone else.

"And this better not end up on that website of yours, HorseSense," she told him.

"That's not mine," said Foaly, a little too quickly.

"Uh huh," said Holly. "One word, Foaly, I swear, one word…"

At the manor, everyone decided to go to bed. Harry was going to crash in the guest bedroom now that the mattress had been replaced since Myles and Beckett decided to remove some springs from it one day.

"Why?" asked Ginny.

"I don't want to attack you by accident or something," said Harry.

"But-"

"Ginny, I don't like it either, but if I accidently kill you?" asked Harry.

"You're not bad," said Ginny. "You wouldn't hurt me."

"I almost killed a nurse in the hospital!" said Harry.

"I know, I heard," said Ginny. "But you had just finished transforming."

"Look, I'll bring the baby monitor in the room and you can call me if you need anything." He kissed her and could smell her. She smelled delicious and he did not like that. He did not want to end up accidentally killing his wife. He also was afraid to see his son.

He went to the guest room and plopped on the bed, the baby monitor on the table next to him. He felt depressed. Why couldn't he just have a normal life?

He found that he could not sleep. He was not tired at all. He didn't want water or food. The temperature didn't bother him. He wasn't cold or warm.

Would he live forever now?

He closed his eyes, wondering if he could force himself to sleep. Suddenly the bed moved.

He jumped and seen Uallach kneeling next to him. The window was open.

"What the-?"

"Shh!" said Uallach. "Why did you come back here? I told you to stay on the building. You finished the process?"

"I'm dead now, if that's what you mean," Harry snarled.

"Not dead, undead," said Uallach. "Sorry, I heard it was painful. The body itself dies in a slow process but yet you live on, as a vampire." She smiled as if telling a beautiful story.

"Why did you do this to me?" Harry growled at her.

"I used to have visions of the future," said Uallach, looking at him. "I seen myself meeting you. You were important. And I knew I had made a vampire. So I was meant to make you one."

Harry grabbed her by the collar of her shirt and yanked her closer. "You made me into and undead monster! I almost killed somebody tonight!"

"You needed to feed," said Uallach. "I learned that newborn vampires need blood a little more often. Once you get used to it, you won't have that frenzied feeling. It'll be easier to control." She put her hands on his face. He flinched. "You and I can go now. We can feed on whoever we please, and be together. You're quite handsome, and I made you. We could rule this world! We have powers that others only dream of! Eternal life! Strength! We can jump farther than anybody, run faster than any Olympian! Can you imagine!?"

Harry shook her. "How do I turn back?"

"I don't know," she said. "But why would you want to? We could drink from everyone in this house and leave." she leaned forward and tried to kiss him. He slapped her across the face.

She looked piss. "How dare you!? I created you and you shun me now?"

"YOU MADE ME A MONSTER!" Harry shouted, letting his claws out. "I'M NOT GOING TO DRINK FROM MY FRIENDS AND MY OWN WIFE AND CHILD!" He swung at her and she jumped off the bed quick as lightening. Harry went for and slashed her face open. A little blood came out but the cuts healed up and it was as if they were never there.

"You can't kill me," she said. "Calm down." She tried using the vampire mesmer, but it didn't work. He was a full vampire now, and she realized it must not work now.

"FUCK YOU!" he shouted, going for again. "I'll stab you in the heart!"

Butler came banging into the room. Uallach froze and stared at him for a second before going for the window and jumping out. Harry ran to the window and looked out. He just caught a glimpse of red hair going over the fence and disappearing into the trees."

"Who was that?" Butler had his Sig Sauer drawn.

"That was Uallach," said Harry.

Oooh, so Harry's a vampire. What do you think of that? I'm changing the concept of vampires. I'm not going to have it where they fry in the sunlight, like in some movies, and I'm not going to have them sparkle like in the Twilight series. It wouldn't be much fun if Harry can't go outside in the day and not very manly if he sparkled (sorry Twilight fans).

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