(A/N): Hey Guys! So this is the sixth chapter of this story, not including the prologue, and it explains a bit more about Leo's condition as I see it. Also, a bit of Elaine, Lily, Severus and the Marauders too!
I started this story in 2012. I was fourteen. Its been almost ten years. If you don't like something in the early chapters, it's not going to suddenly change ten years after I wrote it. If you're going to review this story with criticisms, please log in so I can actually reply to you and not have to leave messages like this in chapters so you might actually see it. And if you're just going to bash the story for being inaccurate, again, please remember that I was fourteen, I wasn't born in the 1960's, and I have never been outside of Australia. And some things are inaccurate because that's what people in that time period thought- not necessarily what I think, or know today.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Leo, Elaine, Nicholai and Quiggly.
Leo
During our meetings before the start of the school year, Dumbledore told me a lot about Hogwarts, the magical world, and my kind. As one of the rules for me to be allowed into the school, I wasn't to tell Lily anything about vampires, or any of the secrets of Hogwarts. In fact, the only reason Dumbledore had told me about the secret passageways and such was so I could get in and out of Hogwarts to feed and to avoid people when I needed to.
Even though I was only a half-vampire, I still needed to feed, though I could survive mainly on human food, I did have to consume some blood to stay alive. I can proudly say that I have never tasted human blood- at least, straight from a human that is. I mostly drink only animal blood, but every now and again I did have to drink some human blood to make me less tempted when it came to drinking human blood from the human. Getting out to hunt hadn't been a problem before now, my father and I had lived in a forest, with plenty of animals to hunt, until we had moved to Cokeworth, where we mainly survived on either raw steaks for the animal blood or duplicating packets of human blood, the kind they would usually have in hospitals.
Now, at Hogwarts, I would have to sneak out to the forest for my animal blood, and madam Pomfrey would be supplying me with a vial of human blood at the end of every week, as long as I went to the Hospital wing.
It was the morning of the first Monday of term, and our first day of lessons as well. I woke up early, as per usual, and got dressed before creeping past the boys in my dorm to meet Elaine at breakfast and wait for Lily to get up.
"Morning." I greeted Elaine as I dropped onto the seat next to her and she turned to glare at me slightly.
"Okay, I'm an early riser and even I don't get it. Lily's right, there is no way you can be this cheery in the morning, it's just impossible." I waited for a second after she finished before beaming at her and ruffling her hair with my hand.
"Suck it up princess, I guess I just naturally need less beauty sleep than you do." She rolled her eyes, returning to her breakfast before she dropped her fork, going deadly still before turning to look at me slowly, a deathly glint in her eye, and I wasn't even fazed.
"Did you just call me ugly?" She growled, and I shook my head.
"Nope, I just said I was prettier. Which, you have to agree, I am very pretty." She stared at me for a second as if I had three heads before bursting out laughing.
"You are very pretty, for a guy." She acknowledge, wiping tears of mirth from her cheeks.
"I know right? It's insane!" She raised an eyebrow before making a face that clearly said, 'You're insane.'
"Morning." Elaine said, greeting Lily as she plunked onto the seat next to me, receiving only a grunt in response.
"Good morning Lily-pie, lovely weather we're having, isn't it?" Lily lifted her head to look out the windows, through which you could see the stormy sky.
"There's nothing good about the morning and the weather is dreadful." She said simply, staring at me as if I were crazy. There's a lot of that going around this morning.
"Oh come one Lily, don't ruin the good mood!" I gestured at the people starting to shuffle into the hall.
"Ummm, they look like zombies." Lily said, glancing at the worn out looking people that mindlessly spooned food into their mouths and droned on about what lessons were going to be like.
"Lily, don't be mean! They prefer to be called undead-English!" I raised an eyebrow at Elaine's comment. Yeah, so do I, I thought suddenly before turning back to my food.
Two hours later, the three of us, Lily, Elaine and I were standing outside our first lesson: Potions, with professor Slughorn. As the portly man ushered us into the dungeon classroom, I spotted the four boys, James, Sirius, Remus and Peter, near us, and Severus in front of us, so I pulled Lily an Elaine forwards, gently shoving Lily into the seat next to the one Severus had decided on and pulled Elaine into the chair next to mine at the table behind theirs. All three of them sent me inquisitive looks, which I easily pretended not to see, focusing my attention on Slughorn as he finally reached the front of the classroom.
"Today, students, I will be introducing you to the subject of potions. In our next lesson, which is a double, we will be creating our first potion, so I suggest you be on time, rather than risking missing out on the instructions." He raised an eyebrow at the four boys at the back, McGonagall had probably told him about the trouble they had caused since they arrived. He spent the rest of the lesson telling us about the subtle details of potion making, and I sat, listening the entire time, even taking notes, while the others, even Lily, seemed to tune out.
"That was the most boring thing I've ever sat through." Lily complained as we were walking towards our next lesson, and I smirked at her.
"Just wait, our next lessons History of Magic, and rumor has it the ghost that teaches it is the most boring being on earth." She rolled her eyes, not believing me, but after that lesson she walked out a little more happy, seeing as she had finally gotten her eight hours of sleep by napping through class, whereas I had been taking notes again.
"Um...can I borrow your notes? Binns said we had an assignment, but I have no idea what on." I rolled my eyes and shook my head.
"It was on how wizards influenced the Industrial Revolution. He wants twelve inches on the subject by our lesson on Thursday." I told her, embarrassed for her. At least Elaine managed to stay awake!
"Thanks." She whispered, knowing I was angry at her.
"You shouldn't sleep through your classes, no matter how boring they are." I reprimanded her, resisting the urge to waggle a finger in her face condescendingly.
"I'll try not to." I stared at her for a second before shaking my head.
"I'll meet you at the Great Hall, I need to go to the bathroom." She seemed skeptical, but nodded hesitantly. I sped off, in the direction of the bathrooms, but as soon as I was out of sight, I changed course for where I knew the kitchens were. I had been staring at her throat, the allure of her blood growing stronger. I hadn't fed in too long, I realised. I'll need to correct that in the future.
I managed to avoid contact with anyone else until I reached the kitchens, tickling the pear on a painting of fruit, causing the doorknob to appear. As I entered the kitchens, House elves were bustling about, and as soon as one caught sight of me they raced over.
"What can Quiggly do for you sir?" It asked quickly, staring up at me with it's big, doe-like eyes.
"Can I have a raw steak please?" Quiggly's eyebrows rose, or at least, where his eyebrows would be if he had any, and he stared at me for a second.
"Are you sure you want it raw sir?" I nodded an affirmative and he snapped his fingers, a plate with a large, raw steak on it appeared on the table in front of me, a knife and fork at its sides.
"Thank you, Quiggly. That'll be all, if you don't mind." I said stiffly, I had never been quite sure how to talk to house elves, seeing as the last time I had seen one it was my mothers, and we were supposed to be as cruel to it as possible. Quiggly nodded before speeding off to join the others of his species in preparing lunch, and starting to prepare dinner, by the looks of it.
"Looks appetizing." I said quietly to myself, looking down at the raw steak, blood starting to pool around it. "Well, better dig in; I don't want Lily to get suspicious." I muttered before starting to cut up and eat the bleeding steak in front of me.
(A/N): Please review and/or check out my other stories!
I started this story in 2012. I was fourteen. Its been almost ten years. If you don't like something in the early chapters, it's not going to suddenly change ten years after I wrote it. If you're going to review this story with criticisms, please log in so I can actually reply to you and not have to leave messages like this in chapters so you might actually see it. And if you're just going to bash the story for being inaccurate, again, please remember that I was fourteen, I wasn't born in the 1960's, and I have never been outside of Australia. And some things are inaccurate because that's what people in that time period thought- not necessarily what I think, or know today.