"Harry! May I introduce you to Eldred Worple, a former student of mine, author of 'Bloodbrothers – My Life With Vampires' – and his friend Vasilica Lupei!
Worple, a small bespectacled man, took Harry's hand and shook it enthusiastically; and so did Mr. Lupei, who did not at all look like what Harry would have expected a vampire to look like, except that when he smiled you could see two fangs where humans had their canines… one of them looked a little loose…
HETALIA!
"Let's help Mr. Lupei find his tooth, yes?" Luna suddenly said.
Harry looked around the room and indeed, there was the so called vampire, a hand held protectively in front of his mouth, the little hat he wore balancing precariously on his head while he searched the floor for something.
They slowly approached him as not to startle him.
"Erm… Mr. Lupei?" Harry started carefully, only to be interrupted by a one fanged wide grin.
"England's! Oh, please call me Vas, I don't look that old, do I?" He frowned a little.
"No, not at all! In fact you look really good for your age! But then again, I have only ever seen one other of your species and not much is known to us about your kind so it's hard to judge." Luna reassured him.
Harry was pretty sure she was not talking about vampires as those tended to be well known to wizards, but it was Luna so he didn't linger too long on the thought.
"Oh, have you met Eng-Arthur then?
"Not officially but since he works in the ministry I saw him while doing some research for my fathers magazine."
"You're not a vampire," Harry blurted out.
"Oh, Doitsu, no!" Vas exclaimed.
"I managed to stop my vampires from eating him" – he pointed at Worple – "but could you imagine sending one of them into a school full of humans? Arthur would skin me alive! And he happens to be one of my closest friends so I'd rather not provoke him like that. On that note, I have to find my tooth, little Luca got all the luck on that front, before… Oh! Too late!"
Harry turned around and indeed, there was Worple, making his way towards them. Turning back to Vas he came face to face with a small bat.
Jup, he's a Brandt's Bat. I patted a bat once. No idea what species though. It fell from our roof and my mom recued it from our cat and we set it free in the evening after keeping it under a bucket for a few hours to let it rest. It was still out of it though...
Who wants to bet that Moldova's animagus would be an actual vampire bat?
Wait I'm the author, I win either way...