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The tension became palpable; the corridor turned silent and the cracking sound of bones from the piss-poor intimidation shown by Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle echoed in the crowded corridor.
It was around a dozen of the second year Slytherins against three second-year Ravenclaws. Number wise, it was obvious which side had upper hand.
Both Holly Potter and Su Li readied themselves for confrontation; their knuckle turned white under their black school robes. They were ready to move when the sole male Ravenclaw student needed their help.
However, Holly and Su weren't the only students who tensed as the two troll-ish Slytherins second years closed the gap between themselves and their target. Lyra Malfoy also tensed her body unconsciously in anxiety. Her grey eyes narrowed into slits and her lips pressed into a thin line. In the sea of the second year Slytherins whose feelings were split into silent excitement, morbid expectation and disdainful indifference for what would happen, Lyra was the sole Slytherin who felt worried for the sole male Ravenclaw — Asmodias Lustburg.
The boy who was always showing calm countenance was something very important for Lyra. He was her Lord, her love and her center of the universe. However, she restrained her impulse to help her Lord because she understood what would happen if she helped him now.
She would break one of Slytherin's iron-clad rules — the United Front.
Although Slytherin's dungeon was a den of vipers where treachery, scheming and backstabbing became breakfast, lunch, and dinner respectively, all Slytherin must show the united front before other houses in Hogwarts. Even though the one in the wrong was their housemates, it was irrelevant. The others must support the one in the fault. When they returned back to their dungeon, it was another matter altogether.
Because Slytherin had been alienated by basically the other houses, they needed to keep the united front façade. It was mostly the Gryffindors and the Hufflepuff that singled them out while Ravenclaw stayed neutral so far. Nevertheless, it was still two versus one and Slytherin needed to unite together to ward off the straightforward harassment from the Lions while, sometimes, the Badgers would join in.
And because of the said 'United Front' rule, she couldn't help her Lord even though her every cell in her body demanded her to do something.
Lyra cursed Nott for the nth time in her head. It was the fool fault everything started in the first place; the vermin had dared to call her Lord with such degrading name — Mudblood. Oh, how outraged she was deep down yet she forcefully controlled her temper. The boy was lacking the subtlety Slytherin was known of. He also let his temper control him blindly the moment her Lord cursed the Dark Lord and the boy's father. Well, she had been amused and felt morbid fascination when she heard how her Lord subtly insulted the Dark Lord and Nott Sr.
From her dead father, Lyra was aware that Dark Lord was supposedly still alive and biding his time for his return. This small fact slightly worried her for her Lord's safety before her faith and trust in her Lord's ability that even Dark Lord Voldemort was nothing before his magnificence. The logical part of her realized how highly unlikely it was yet she still believed her Lord could triumph against the Dark Lord when he was returned.
It showed how deep her faith in him; it showed how unreasonable she had become because of what had happened at the end of the previous summer.
Behind the frozen emotionless expression, Lyra prayed to the magic herself that her beloved Lord wouldn't be harmed. A part of her felt silly because her inner reaction was basically no different than assuming her Lord was weak. Don't mistake her concern to her Lord for a wrong assumption. Her faith in her Lord was absolute and as the 'chosen one' her Lord wasn't in any danger whatsoever. Nevertheless, the instinctive worry as a maiden in love for her beloved was something she couldn't put aside easily.
When Crabbe and Gregory arrived halfway to Asmodias' position, the blue eyes boy finally opened his mouth.
"Well, it's flattering really," he started with a laidback voice, earning confused expression from others, even his two friends. Then, his still expression shifted, showing a chilling smile that gave a shudder to the Slytherins who were standing in front of him, "However, I'm straight. So, I don't think I can accompany you, gents." — He shifted his gaze from Crabbe to Goyle, still staring right at their eyes, "Maybe, you two should be more honest with your feeling? I'm sure if you two do it straightforwardly, the object of your fascination will understand your repressed feeling. Don't hesitate, gents. Release your repressed feelings and make everyone as your witness."
Everyone showed an incredulous expression, showing their confusion from Asmodias' words. They couldn't understand what the young male Ravenclaw had meant by that. No little amount of Slytherin students stared at him as though he had lost his marble. Yet, his laidback smile stayed on his face; his deep, unfathomable gaze that looked like deep-ocean was unflinching as he gazed at the two troll-ish Slytherin second years alternately.
Much to everyone surprise and incomprehension, Crabbe and Goyle spun around and turned their sight in Theodore Nott's direction. Nott wasn't the only one; the other Slytherins, even Lyra, were taken aback by the steely determination in their blazing eyes. They then dashed in Nott's direction twice faster than when they walked to Asmodias earlier.
"What are you—"
Theodore Nott couldn't finish his question because both Crabbe and Goyle had tackled the Heir of Nott House into the floor. What happened next rendered everyone, but Asmodias, speechless.
The two troll-ish boys were pushing each other face with one hand while their other hands were pinning down Theodore Nott's smaller body on the floor. The ridiculous matter was how they were competing to kiss Theodore Nott's face.
Confused and terrified, Theodore Nott couldn't only shout helplessly as he was being pinned down by the two brutes.
"Wha — what in the bloody hell," Nott shouted loudly, his voice projecting his panic, "You two — morons — what are you doing! Dimwits! Unhand me now! Someone! Get these fools away from me! Quick!"
No one reacted at Nott's panicked shout for the majority of Slytherin was trying to comprehend what was transpiring before them.
At that moment, Lyra's eyes caught her Lord grabbing the Girl-Who-Is-Too-Stubborn-To-Die and her Asian-breed little bitch and dragging them away from. Although Lyra was angry because the two lesser beings sullied her Lord's magnificence with their mangy presence, her mind could connect the dots. She realized the odd actions of Crabbe and Goyle was her beloved Lord's doing.
As expected of her beloved Lord. Even though she didn't know how he had done it, it was clear her Lord was truly unfathomable as he was magnificent.
"Bloody frikin' hell! Help me! Guys, pull these two oafs from me!"
As if the spell that bewitched the gobsmacked Slytherin had been lifted, they immediately reacted to Theodore Nott's plea for help. The boys immediately tried to pry off the troll-ish boy from Nott's body while the girls were either finding the scene fascinating or disturbed by what they saw.
Only Lyra who focused her attention on another thing, namely her Lord's retreating back.
She found her beloved Lord was truly unfathomable and mysterious. She couldn't help being drawn to his mysteriousness even more.
—»O«—
"So, what have you done to those two brutes earlier?" asked Holly, shattering the awkward silence after we left the Slytherin group.
I turned my sight in her direction and cocked up my brows in bemusement.
Holly stopped abruptly, making Su and I stopped as well and narrowed her eyes as she waited for my answer.
"Magic," I replied easily.
Holly's brows knitted together and her forehead wrinkled slightly, showing off her exasperation at my flippant answer.
"I know it was magic — what else if it wasn't a magic," Holly replied and made a face that spelled her annoyance, "What kind of magic is that?"
Su who had been silent with a pensive expression shifted her obsidian-colored eyes into my direction, her gaze telling her not so subtle expectation.
I contemplated my options for a moment, silently thinking what I'd do. I could tell them what I'd done to the two brutes of the second year Slytherin or I could keep it as secret.
The trick I'd done was something simple yet complex. It was a mix of compulsion and Legilimency. The latter was well known as the magical art to enter one's mind and interpret the information gained from another person's mind but what I used was only its usage to enter one's mind. Meanwhile, the former was like its namesake that forced other to do something. It was also known as hypnotism and suggestion.
First, I used Legilimency to breach the miserable excuse of Occlumency shield (it actually felt like there was nothing there because how bad they were) in the mind of the two troll-ish Slytherins and then plant the suggestion in their subconscious.
There was the difference between simply using compulsion and planting the suggestion directly at the subconscious level. By utilizing the normal way, compulsion charms had a higher risk to be rejected by the mind of the target. Someone who knew well about oneself or always followed cold pragmatic logic would easily shrug the suggestion. On the other hand, planting the compulsion directly in one's subconscious would make it natural to the target, as though it was his repressed desire the target had been holding back.
For a complex thing like mind or soul of a person, a subtlety was a better option than the straightforward move. One could be forced to do something by coercion, threat, blackmail, etc but it wouldn't be what that one truly wished. On the other hand, a person doing something on their own would produce the better result because it was done in earnest.
"So?" Holly persuaded with a simple question, taking my mind back to the reality.
"It was honestly a bit of hypnotism," I finally answered.
"A Compulsion Charm, wasn't it?" inquired Su curiously.
I nodded at my Asian witch friend.
The girls became pensive after that and we continued trotting to our next class. The girls didn't ask another question after that as they were deep in thought. I didn't have any interest in what they were thinking in their pretty little head. As the matter of fact, I didn't want to know what inside their heads was. My hunch told me it was better to stay away as far as possible from the subject.
Soon, we entered the classroom. Later, the Slytherins entered the classroom, being followed by other Ravenclaws slightly behind them.
I could feel the curious and contemplative eyes from the majority of the Slytherins, bar Lyra and Nott; the former stared at me with undecipherable look while the later was glaring at me with a murderous look. I easily ignored their looks and waited for the class to start patiently.
Several hours later, the last class of the day finally finished; it was History of Magic together with Gryffindor taught by a literal ghost Professor. Holly, Su and I were lagging behind, walking just behind the Patil Twins and Hermione. The Girl Who Lived and the Asian witch were trying their best to look at anything but me; my blue eyes were twinkling mirthfully at their manner, much to their silent chagrin. Although I couldn't see their face, I could imagine the mortification in their eyes.
In the class earlier, those two had fallen asleep from the middle of the lecture until the end. When they had woken up from their nap, they realized I'd been staring at their sleeping face. It couldn't be helped since their sleeping face was just very cute. The girls' pale face immediately flushed red in embarrassment and mortification, the blush more apparent on Su's case since her skin was paler than Holly's because of her ancestry.
Soon, we entered the Great Hall and took our seat in the Ravenclaw's table; Hermione and Parvati joined us because there was no rule to forbid the students of other houses sitting in our house's table outside sorting feast and end closing feast at the end of the year. I had invited Luna to join our small little group and the girl's quirk began to drive Hermione on the wall for my amusement.
Speaking of Luna, it was apparent that her year mate began alienating her because of her quirk. However, I'd tried my best to ward off any bullying attempt much to the bully's chagrin and Luna's silent gratitude. There was also Ginevra Weasley and Colin Creevy joined our small group much to Holly's annoyance; Ginny was still a fangirl in this reality and I found out she was bisexual; Colin was still annoying little bugger who didn't understand the importance of one's privacy, driving Holly into the wall like how Luna for Hermione.
The dinner finally came to an end and we returned back to our dorm. After we have a study group to finish our homework (a dormwork in this case, I supposed), we excused ourselves to our room. No sooner than Terry Boots fell asleep soundly, I asked one of my house-elves to take me into Mina's house in Yorkshire.
"Welcome home, Husband," greeted the vampire princess in fluent American English the moment I appeared in her living room with Corny the House-elf next to me.
If not for my Gamer's Mind, Mina's greeting would make me chagrined.
The seventh vampire princess wore a tank top that accentuated her A-cup breasts and a pair of hot pants that showed her pale, healthy thighs. She let her platinum blond hair cascading freely on her back. Her crimson eyes were twinkling with happiness when she saw me appeared; she stopped what she had been doing to properly greet me.
I dismissed Corny as Mina rose from her seat, putting down a thick leather bound book on the table, and walked in my direction (I swore that the little imp gave me a thumb up before he disappeared back to wherever he'd come from but it was just my imagination, was it?). I gave her a small nod, acknowledging her greeting; she smiled faintly at that, happy for her greeting had been acknowledged.
I realized Mina honestly tried her best to be a good fiancée to me, and I respected the effort she had put on it. The sole reason why I couldn't accept our encampment openly was that of her nature of the engagement in the first place; I was coerced into the engagement by the Vlad III bloody fuckin' Tepes.
Mina grabbed my left hand with her two cold hands and brought me to the quality sofa. I let her drag me silently. I realized that the Vampire Ancestor was still slightly taller than even though she didn't wear high heels like she mostly did in Tepes Council's castle. After we settled ourselves in the quality sofa, the young looking vampire princess cuddled on me, disregarding my personal space. She had an idea that there was no personal space between us because of our engagement.
Mina inhaled deeply. "Oh my, you smell virgin girls," Mina stated as she pushed her cold face on my neck. "Should I feel threatened because my future husband cheating behind my back when his fiancée was obediently waiting for him home?"
"They are only my acquaintance," I said that reflexively.
"No need to worry, husband. I'm not angry," Mina shifted her position from leaning at my side to boldly sitting on my laps; her face floated in front of mine closely until I could feel her faint cold breathe; her smooth, cold like corpse hands touched my cheeks and her thumb traced a circle on my skin slowly, "Father and my elder brothers have more than one mates. I don't mind if you practice polygamy yourself. Just don't ignore me."
My calm expression contorted slightly into a bemusement expression as I let my emotion projected out before it was smothered by my 'Gamer's Mind'. "I'm still twelve. It's too early to think about that stuff," I pointed.
"I'm young too yet I don't think it's early to plan for our future," Mina demurred softly.
"You're nineteen years old, already an adult in my eyes."
Although Mina looked like a pubescent, she was actually older than me by seven years. Her pubescent age was when Vlad Tepes turned her into a vampire. She could grow but it would be a slow process. As the matter of fact, it would be very slow with the growth difference between human and vampire equal to 1:100 year scale.
She was lucky she could grow up physically because of her Vampire Ancestor status. If she was turned into Vampire noble, it would be 1:1000 in scale difference. If she was turned into a Lesser Vampire, she would stay like that forever.
"In yours, it is. In my father's and elder siblings', I'm no older than an infant," Mina pointed out calmly. Her cherry blossom colored lips stretched into a mirthful grin, showing her cute fangs.
I didn't retort back because she wasn't wrong. There was a short pause before Mina opened her mouth and said, "Could I eat you? I haven't eaten yet."
"Why?" I asked shortly, feeling a faint curiosity before it was smothered by the unnatural soothing.
"I'm waiting for you," she replied at once.
"What if I didn't visit you tonight?"
"My intuition as a lady told me that my husband would visit me. After all, you still care me even though we are from different race, no?"
I said nothing. I then silently loosened my shirt's collar and turned off 'Gamer's Body' skill. Mina would get nothing if I didn't turn it off even if she tried her best to make me bleed. When I showed my tender neck, the vampire princess grinned widely, showing off her fangs; her red eyes twinkled in her excitement.
Mina sneaked her deceptively thin arms to my back from the gaps below of my armpits before she leaned her body forward until her front pressed on my chest and her thighs clamped mine. I could feel the softness of her feminine front part vividly. "Bon appetite," whispered Mina. She then quickly closed the gap between her face and my neck and opened her mouth widely.
A moment later, I could feel her fangs pierced my skin and stabbed into my left carotid artery. I didn't feel pain from it. It felt like pinprick before the pain disappeared soon thereafter. The moment her fangs sunk into my neck, I could feel she injected something into my bloodstream; a notice appeared in front of my face.
Vampire's Saliva has been injected into your bloodstream.
Since Vampire's Saliva contained strong Aphrodisiac, you have been infected by Lustful Status Effect.
You have been infected by Low-Bleeding Status Effect.
I felt the heat of passion spreading inside my chest, reaching every cell that constructed me, and a certain part of my body stiffening slowly from the aphrodisiacal saliva's effect. With the help of my 'Gamer's Mind', I could easily maintain my calmness even though there was a ridiculous status effect infected me. Nevertheless, my body betrayed my calmness.
As Mina felt my certain part had stiffened from the influx of hormone, she began grinding her hips slowly. Her movement was that of a temptress tempting her target but I held back my natural body reaction. Because of her sudden movement, I instinctively grabbed her thin waist yet I didn't stop her. I could hear her muffled moan and feel her rumbling chest from the potent magical blood she had sucked from my neck.
Mina started gulping my blood down her throat while I kept my eyes trained on my Health bar in my HUD as I stroked her silky pale blond hair. With each mouthful blood, she took, my Health decreased by 10 points. She continued to suck my blood and gulp down a mouthful of my blood for a while. She finally slowed down after my health decreased by 200 Points.
200 points were nothing compared to my full Health. As a matter of fact, Mina would suck my blood until my Health decreased by at most minimum 500 points.
Speaking of this feeding occurrence, it was started a day after she moved into my Orphanage's neighborhood in Yorkshire. Once vampire princess tasted my magical blood, she became addicted to it because the potency of my magic in it and she would have a withdrawal symptom when she didn't consume my blood after three days. The first time she experienced her withdrawal, she was like a maddened beast that was hungry for blood yet all blood she stashed in her refrigerator couldn't sate her bloodlust; her eyes were bloodshot and veins were bulging in strain. It was because I'd left one house-elf to watch her that I could arrive sooner before she could suck out the blood of all living beings in the neighborhood.
At first, I feed her for the sake of my curiosity. It was for science, I reasoned. Since I had high Health and higher statistics than Mina's, I didn't feel any threat from feeding her my blood. It was my mere whim to find out how the feeling of being sucked by a vampire that bound her to me.
After I found out the young vampire princess had become addicted to my blood, however, I realized I finally had a leverage on her when I would pay back the humiliation Vlad Tepes had forced me to bear when the Romanian Vampire Ancestor tried to control me through my forced engagement with Mina.
Although it wasn't spoken out loudly, Mina couldn't help following me loyally once she had become addicted to my blood. If she was forced to choose between Tepes Council and me, her choice was clear; she would follow me because of my blood. She didn't want to lose her sanity for the second time; once was enough as she stated. It made her afraid, she said. Then again, she was a mere youngling compared to other older vampire and she had never fallen into blood-frenzy because she never lacked her blood supply.
She was pampered since she had been turned into a vampire.
It was like I'd drugged her and she must follow me loyally to get her dosage, though it was accidental in this case. Nevertheless, I welcomed this surprise because it gave me advantage.
Other than that, feeding the young Vampire Ancestor my blood also started my puberty early because of Mina's aphrodisiacal saliva that forced my body to produce the more sexual hormone. Fortunately, there was no adverse effect. As a matter of fact, a boy's start of puberty was at nine years old at the earliest. Although the majority of the male second years at Hogwarts hadn't started their puberty, I started my puberty — artificially it might be — at age twelve was something normal. At least, I supposed it was.
Mina finally stopped sucking my blood; she carefully pulled her fangs from my neck and sealed the twin punctures, licking them slowly. She didn't need to lick it slowly but it was just her being caught in the mood of her own making. She could easily seal the punctures without licking them by hardening the blood in the punctures, utilizing her blood-based magic. After that, she moved her face in front of mine; I found her face was flushing red. She looked no different than any normal human as her vampiric blood circulated in her body, propelled by my blood she'd consumed. Her eyes were glazed and unfocused. A pair of thin trails of blood was leaking from the corners of her mouth.
"Superb . . ." she whispered softly, still in a daze, "Your blood is the best, husband. I don't think I can stop consuming it. I really become helpless without it."
I raised my left hand and stroked her lustrous hair on her head. "You can have it so long as you follow me and listen to my words."
Mina nodded her head absentmindedly. Her glazed eyes which were burning with something I recognized as 'passion' was boring down on me, silently asking me for another 'thing'. Unfortunately, I couldn't give her what she wanted.
"No. Not yet. I just started my puberty. Wait after several months— be patient."
The young Vampire Ancestor pouted petulantly yet it didn't affect me in the slightest. She then sighed as she realized that her other wish wouldn't become true soon. She silently leaned her head in the crook of my neck and enjoyed the comfortable silence engulfing the room. She traced a circle on my right chest with her left index finger.
As much as I could feel the burning desire in my wanted to dominate her under me, I knew my body wasn't ready. Puberty was gradual and the body needed time to be prepared. I couldn't force something that wasn't ready yet. There would be many complications arose. Even though I had confidence in my Gamer ability, I tried to not become complacent. However, I wasn't sure if I had become complacent or not.
"Will you return to Hogwarts or stay here with me?" asked Mina suddenly, snapping me out of my reverie.
I contemplated my answer for a moment. Just then, I recalled my other agenda for tonight. I decided to hold back my answer to Mina's question and called my first house-elf.
"Barmy!"
With a soft cracking sound in the air, the beret-wearing house-elf appeared in the room. He saluted to me. I dismissed his salute and went to the point immediately.
"Barmy, I have a very important task for you and the others," I announced imperiously.
Barmy straightened his posture and put an attentive expression as he waited for my next announcement.
"Take some of the best house-elves in our little group and eliminate some Death Eaters with prominent background and positions in Magical Britain. Remember to keep your track untraceable. Make House Nott as the first target," — I paused for a short moment before continuing with more serious tone — "Don't forget to loot everything."
"Sir, yes sir!" Barmy saluted with a serious expression. Its green eyes were blazing with determination.
After I dismissed him with my hand-wave, he disappeared with a faint cracking sound in the air, leaving Mina and me alone in the room.
At that point in time, Mina shifted her head in the crook of my neck before she said, "Using trained house-elves to do your dirty job? This is first."
"Are you going to tell this small secret of mine to other?" I asked, glancing down at her. I couldn't see her eyes because she pressed her upper face on my neck but I could see her lips curled into an amused smirk, her ivory fangs poking out.
"Will you permit me?" asked Mina with a knowing tone.
"No. I won't," I replied at once.
"Thought so," she said right away before she nuzzled her body into mine, as though she tried to meld our body together. "By the way, you haven't answered my question yet, husband," she prompted me.
To be honest, I had had a plan to go into the wilderness to grind my level but I had forsaken it since I found how comfortable I was at the moment.
"No, I'll stay in here until before the dawn," I replied.
"Good, good husband," said Mina before she shifted her body into proper sitting position with back straight on my lap. She then pushed her lips into mine in a chaste kiss. She broke the kiss after a short moment and returned back to her previous position, snuggling into my body.
After that, both of us stayed like that until before the dawn. Although Mina still needed her rest as a vampire, she could stay awake for a week before she slumbered in her soundproofed coffin.
I mightn't speak it loudly but I truly enjoyed that peaceful night.
Footnote:
Ah, yet another chapter has been posted, and I hope you find the chapter passable. Speaking of which, tell me what I shall write in the next issue:
1.) Shall I write the operation of the little devils per the devil king's command?
2.) Or shall I flash out the house-elves operation scene?
The choice is up to you. Either way, it won't affect the story.