(A/N): Hey Guys! So, it's the last day of school, I'm currently in maths, supposed to be doing online work, but last time I checked my account wasn't working, so I decided to write. I still don't have my microsoft word back on my school laptop, so I have to write this in the document editter. Sorry for any mistakes.
Okay, wow, I only just finished this, its been almost two weeks now... *cringe* sorry guys!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my numerous OC's and their backstories.
Leo
A week later, and it was time for our first trip to Hogsmeade village.
The day before, Minnie had held me back after class to inform me of a meeting I was supposed to attend, in Hogsmeade, to help me keep in control.
I met everyone else in the entrance hall, and we set off towards Hogsmeade with the rest of the students from 3rd year and up.
Together we went to Honeydukes, but then I split off from the rest of the group to find the Hogs head- and my mysterious companion.
Upon entering the Hogs head, it was almost empty, and I immediately knew why.
At the end of the bar was a vampire.
When a vampire was around, most other people vacated the premises- it was just a smart thing to do.
I, however, moved towards them, and sat down on the stool next to them.
"Are you the one I'm here to meet?" I asked quietly, one eyebrow poised as I stared them down, my expression otherwise blank and serious.
"Do you see any other vampires around?" The man asked snarkily, but I smiled, tilting my head slightly.
"I don't know, my eyesight isn't that great. And gods knows why anyone would breathe in, in this dump." The owner, who I knew was Dumbledore's brother by the smell of him, gave me a dark look, and I winked cheekily.
"Smells like goat crap." Was all the man spat, and I looked to the surface of the bar for a second, before swiping the man's glass, downing the alcohol in one.
Everyone else in the bar stared for a second before hastily averting their eyes, but the man huffed.
"You shouldn't have done that." I smirked, shrugging.
"Vampire, remember? Neither of us can get drunk anyway." The man glanced at me, finally, revealing deep green eyes.
"Not because of that." Without warning, I felt the man's hand make contact with my chest, and send me flying back.
In normal circumstances, I would have crashed through the wall of the bar, but I flung my hands out, catching the thin, weak wooden beam that held up the roof, and hauled myself up.
Before the vampire had time to look up, I made sure I was behind him, and landed a heavy blow to his spine, sending him forward a foot or two.
The man spun growling, but I didn't back down.
I could see that the man had entered Sensory Alert and I did the same, not wanting to lose to this man, not now, not ever, even though I knew I inevitably would.
The man threw out his arm, aiming for my face, and I let him hit me, landing a kick to the man's shoulder before spinning, and landing another to his ribs.
My face was stinging, my lip bleeding, but I swung out a hand, aiming for the man's face, and while he was preoccupied, I kicked him in the knee as the man tried to twist my arm, only to have me spin out of his grasp.
"You're quick, I'll give you that." The man said gruffly with a grin. In a flash, the man grabbed my arm in one hand, his other arm grabbing me around the side, spinning me and moving to pin me to the ground.
I rolled to one side, striking out with my leg, hitting the man in the stomach, but he put a knee across the back of my legs, one hand on the back of each shoulder.
"I see we have quite some work to do, Leonides." I slipped out of Sensory Alert, silently fuming. Not because I had lost, no, I had become used to that by now, but because this man, whose name I didn't even know, was assuming to take over all of my training.
That was my father and Shari's job, and maybe Lisbet's, not this man's.
"And who is we?" I asked, rubbing my cheek as the man let me up.
"I'm Greygorry Chant." I screwed my face up. It was like someone with a thick french accent saying the name Gregory. Gregory shant. Shant what? What shan't Gregory do?
"Leonides Joannis." The man smirked, shaking hands with me.
"Oh, I know who you are. Even if your teachers hadn't told me, the whole vampire population knows who you are Leonides. What you are." He frowned. "And most of them don't like that." I rolled my eyes, smirking slightly, though I knew exactly how much they didn't like it.
"Yeah well, they can shove it." The man raised an eyebrow, shaking his head slightly.
"You're extremely cocky for a half vampire." I dropped the smirk, glaring at the Greygorry.
"If I'm not cocky, I'll be eaten alive." I paused for a second, head tilting to one side as I considered it. "Knowing the other vampires, that's probably somewhat literal." Greygorry didn't laugh. I did notice the corner of his lips twitch up briefly, though I didn't have time to determine whether it was out of amusement or contempt.
"You best be careful Leonides, you don't know who might be listening in." He kept his eyes on my face, but I could tell that he was keeping track of every single being in that bar, from the six foot man at the bar, to the termites that were steadily eating away at a section of the wall.
"Don't call me that." I told him quietly, all pretense gone, an honest request, and with a short pause and moment of consideration, he nodded.
"Alright. Leo it is."
(A/N): So, new chapter! What did you think? Are my names getting too confusing or what?