He stood in the red room, gold trees were painted on the walls and a large portrait of Dracula stood above the fire place, the old man's blue eyes landed on the young man in the painting as well, he stood in front of Dracula and to the side. There was something familiar about the young man in the painting but he couldn't put his fingers on it. He turned to see a try with cups and a pot of tear waiting for him and he walked over taking a seat and pour himself a cup while taking a custard cream cake…might as well make myself comfortable… he thought to himself.

It was two hours before Dracula came to see him by this time the wizard was fuming, he as pacing the floors he has tried to open the doors but they seem to be locked. When the doors did finely open a young dark haired teen walk in with Dracula and two others followed behind them. The tall thin man had long black hair that was tied into a pony tail he was clearly a vampire while the other was a werewolf, he was smaller than the vampire and built more curvy he had ash blond hair that framed his face his eyes were rich golden amber it made Ablus shiver thinking back to Remus when Moony was near the surface. "Albus I am so sorry for keeping you waiting. I had important things to attend to and well… truth be told you coming here at this moment in time was at upmost troublesome." He said with a smile as he took a seat.

The young man came and sat next to him as the other two said on the teen's other side, it took him a few moments to recognise the two other men.

He felt his heart rate sky rocket up as he looked at two men he didn't think he would see. One he as sure was meant to be dead and the other one he sent packing into wolf packs. He swallowed a lump in his throat as the old tea try disappeared and a new one took its place "You're meant to be dead!" Dumbledore finely said to the long hair man, he chuckled and stretched his arm out over the wold and rested it on his shoulders. Both men look younger than he has ever seen them it was if they lost 10 year and they were back to being young and vibrant

"I am dead, remember I'm a vampire." Sirius grinned showing his pearly white fangs, Remus told his eyes but rested his head on the vampire's shoulder.

Dumbledore was not a happy man he was beyond pissed off he was ready to kill everyone in this room. Sirius Black was meant to be dead he fired the curse himself at the man and watched him fall back into the veil now he is sat there turning to the wolf and pulling him onto his lap.

"Remus?"

"Shhhh too busy…Sirius, neck." He said purred, the vampire tilts his head and lets the wolf lick his neck. It was enough to make the old man throw up his custard cream cake.

Dracula smiled at him and warped his arm around Harry's neck playing with the beads that hung there. "To why you're here, I am sure this is about Harry?" Dracula asked the angered wizard. Dumbledore turned his head to the 1000 year old vampire and felt like he could set him on fire…if I could I would…he thought bitterly. But he put on the kindly worried grandfather face and looked at the blue eye devil

"I am, I want to know where the boy is and for him to come back with me. I'm sure he doesn't want to be here." He said, with a chuckle. The teen who was sat in between the two men started laughing and Dumbledore looked at him. "And what is so funny young man?" Green eyes looked at the old wizard and they seem to flash in the light of the room, to the old man this child seem dangerous there was power under all that innocent look and what he felt was just the tip

"What I find funny is different from what you find funny. But the fact being is I am Harry and I love it here. I have my all family here and lots of fun people to talk to." He grinned impishly.

Dumbledore felt his heart froze what he thought was pure blood ancient vampire was a 15 year old boy who hasn't been long turned. He looks so different his clothes fitted and his hair is longer and shinier and his eyes are darker and the scar …it's gone…"H…Harry my boy you look so different." He said, forcing a smile to grace his lips.

"Of course he does! His blood has been awakened and he is the prince to the throne." Sirius said, smugly. Dumbledore was horrified …Prince…

"Our little cub, a prince." Remus smiled holding Harry's hand; the teen smiled at him and squeezed his hand a back.

"Harry I know all this seems grand but don't forget what Dracula did to you!" Harry stopped and looked at back at the old wizard.

"And what a wonderful time he had doing it." He said laying his head on Dracula's shoulders.

"HE SENT VAMPIRES TO KILL YOU AUNT AND UNCLE." The old man shouted, Harry turned his head and looked at him.

"Did you?"

The old man smiled thinking he got what he wanted "Your uncle pulled a shot gun out on the vampires I sent to collect your belongings and I guess he didn't clean the gun and it back fired. What are vampires going to do with so much blood around?" Dracula said to Harry, the teen hummed and looked back Dumbledore and before him open his mouth again.

"But I would like to go back to Hogwarts to finish my education." Harry said, this made Dumbledore look up and smiled "However I would like to Remmy and Siri teaching DADA's." he said.

"No! Out of the question." The old man said quickly without really thinking

"Oh well then, I'm sure another school will take me on for my last two years...yes?" Harry said as he crossed his leg over the other one. Dumbledore bit his tongue …it's just the vampires blood, I will break him down and get him back… he thought.

"Well I am sure we can work something out for you two lads." He said changing his voice to back to kindly grandfather.

"Wonderful," Dracula said "Now let us know what is decided Albus, my prince is keen on getting his education." He said. Harry stood up and started to head for the door.

"I'm bored now I'm going to look for Ero…oh and head master, you will not break me down again." Harry smiled before leaving; Dumbledore looks shocked at what he's been told and looks at the others.

"Thoughts travel far and fast in this place and lies and liars can be smelt." Dracula told him as he and the others left the room.