Background for this idea, i recently got a copy of Vampire: The Masquerade - Bloodlines and i loved playing it, Jeanette had to be my favourite character from the game, this idea stemmed from a brief chat i had with a friend about the Hunter: The Reckoning roleplay that i plan to run in the future and his Mage one that he was planning to run and i just ran with an idea that formed in my head.

Summary: During the summer before Harry's Seventh year, he meets a woman at a Night Club and is thrown into a new world hidden from sight, a World of Darkness

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or World of Darkness, they each belong to their respective owners and I'm just jumping into the huge sandbox that is there.

Notice: I'm messing about with ages a bit, with the seventh years being aged 18.

Rating: M

Pairing: Harry/Jeanette,

January 31st

She crashed through the second story window landing on the cold, wet concrete the flames on her shirt extinguishing as the momentum caused her to role several feet along the floor. She groaned in pain pulling herself to her knees looking as her current life burnt and wondered if any of the people in the Asylum would escape.

"Hunters." She whispered sadly, a combination of her tears and the rain causing her make up to run. "Worked it out at last." She sighed as she slammed her fists into the ground angrily. "I won't be beaten! I will be back!" She smiled darkly licking the blood off of her fingers. "But not yet I need to make a plan… sister would be impressed." She giggled then stopped as she heard the sounds of the Hunters searching for her. She pulled herself to her feet and disappeared into the night.

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7 months later

Harry awoke with a start looking around his room as he wiped the sweat off of his forehead paying particular attention to the scar on his forehead as it stung painfully for the first time since the end of his Sixth year.

Harry was currently staying at the Leaky Cauldron. He no longer needed to return to the Dursley's as the protections were strong enough to survive without him thanks to a spell Dumbledore had located and a small vial of his blood which he had hesitantly gave the old man. Harry knew how dangerous a person's blood could be if given to the wrong person and it wasn't that he didn't trust Dumbledore but he was hesitant because he knew Snape was involved.

He also knew he had no reason to distrust Snape after his actions at the Battle of Hogwarts but years of arrogant asshole attitude still made Harry hold a strong distrust to the wizard. He paused, his thoughts lingering on the Battle of Hogwarts, the day Voldemort fell, the day the Wizarding World became free of his terror… 'Well, not all of his terror.' Harry mentally corrected himself, while Voldemort had fallen the Death Eaters were still out there and without Voldemort keeping them under control there were even more raids and deaths almost at random as they fought the muggles, the Aurors, the Order and even each other as they struggled to find a new leader.

And so at the end of his School year he had come to the Leaky Cauldron again he was praised as the Saviour of the Wizarding World and instead of spending time in Diagon Alley he had visited Muggle London, exploring the city learning where everything was and sorting out some new clothes for himself and that was when he had seen the notice.

On the 31st of July, his Birthday was a new Night Club. All around London people were talking about it and it looked to be really busy.

It was a perfect Death Eater target. Harry knew that and so he had informed the Order of the Phoenix and arranged a few guards to keep an eye on it from the outside as Harry and Ron. Who he had invited as well as Hermione but she couldn't make it due to being in Paris with her parents.

Well investigation and defence against the Death Eaters was the official reason, in all honesty Harry wanted to go because it was his birthday and he wanted to celebrate turning eighteen and have a good time, if Death Eaters came he would be prepared for it but if they didn't? Well why not have a bit of fun. Well, Death Eaters were the official reason behind his trip at least that was what he had told everyone except Ron who knew the truth. July 31st was his 18th birthday and he wanted to rock the night away with his friend. He wanted to truly enjoy his life for a change.

He had changed money at Gringotts, Griphook had been the one who had served him and Harry calmly spoke to the Goblin who although he had been surprised at how nonchalant Harry was with talking to a Goblin quickly recovered and asked him what his plans were seeing a possible opportunity for future business connections if Harry started to realise just what his name could do.

Harry explained that he was trying to sort out a night out for the Asylum and Griphook smiled as Harry said about going to club and guaranteed spots in the club (which apparently it was listed people only for the opening night)… for a price of course.

Harry was willing to pay for it and was amazed at how many connections Goblins actually had in the muggle world as he left Gringotts he smiled.

'Tonight will be fun' He thought idly as he looked to get some new clothes.

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She smiled watching all the people milling around in the club drinking their drinks and dancing to the music that was playing. "See… I told you Theresse, anything you could do… I can do b etter." She said with a childish grin before pausing and sighing in sadness. "I miss you sister," she muttered twirling her finger in circles on the banister as a teen with black hair walked into her club. "Oh… what fly flaps into this spiders lair?" She whispered a grin replacing the sadness as her Malkavian insights kicked in drawing her attention to him. "Such an innocent soul enshrouded in a sea of darkness." She cooed walking down the stairs to get a closer look at him.

He turned his head, she staggered backwards slightly as information about the teen flooded into her mind. "Lightning child…" She whispered almost in a haze as one of the barstaff moved over to give her a drink and she took two as she walked over to the table that he had sat at and slid one drink over to the red head before grabbing the lightning childs arm and moving onto the dance floor.

"You smell fresh little lightning child, like fabric softener dew on freshly mown astro turf." She whispered in his ear and he tensed slightly. "Oh, whats the matter little duckling? Am I frightening you?" She purred.

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'Why me?' Harry idly thought as the really attractive blonde woman that had grabbed him muttered in his ear. "It takes more than that to frighten me." He responded as she pressed her back against him grinding as she snaked a hand around his neck.

"Ooh a backbone, I'm impressed, many just quiver beneath my touch and my word. You must be very brave, or stupid… or perhaps you play for the other side." She teased spinning around to face him her chest pressing against him and her hand reaching down rubbing against his trousers.

Harry jumped back slightly a bright red blush on his face. "Definently not gay." Harry stuttered out as she smiled. "And I've always been told by my friends that I'm stupidly brave." Harry responded and she giggled. "So do you have a name?" Harry asked.

"I'm the finger running down your spine in the dark, the name written on all the mens room walls, when I pout the whole world rushes to make me smile." She trailed off seductively and swayed from side to side compleely off beat to the music but Harry didn't say anything as he froze his eyes following her before trailing down from her face to her impressive bust, barely fitting into the schoolgirl shirt and then down to the mini skirt she was wearing. He shook his head to clear his thoughts before beginning to speak.

"But that doesn't tell me your name." Harry responded with a smile as she placed a hand on her hip looking slightly put out.

"Oh don't you want to play anymore?" She asked before chuckling. "I am Jeanette." She said cheerfully. "And this little club is mine." She said then looking at the drink she had grabbed on the way down the stairs. "Just like your friend, have a drink compliments of the Asylum." She said lifting the shot glass to his lips.

Harry coughed as the drink went down the spirit stinging the back of his throat and he pushed the glass away his eyes widening in surprise at the strength of it. "Oh kitten!" She said in surprise and Harry felt himself glare slightly as she started giggling. "Was that your first drink?" She asked innocently and Harry nodded.

"I've been a bit busy with other things for quite a while." Harry said vaguely and Jeanette smirked as she studied him.

"And should I ask you to show me your ID?" She asked and Harry frowned.

"Why would I show you my ID?" He questioned and Jeanette grinned like a Cheshire Cat.

"Why little Kitten, I need to make sure your old enough to be here and that I don't corrupt you from your innocent ways." She practically purred and Harry glared before pulling his ID from his pocket. She snatched it out of his grip examining the picture of Harry before looking at his date of birth. "Oh it looks like our little kitten isn't so little after all, all grown up and becoming the big bad kitty cat." Jeanette said and grabbed his arm dragging him over to the bar.

Harry staggered slightly, surprised at the strength she had and shuddered at the chill of her touch as she planted him in on a stool at the bar and signalled for the bartender.

The man wandered over in casual clothes a bright smile on his face. "What can I do for you boss?" He said cheerfully and Harry wondered briefly on how much energy the night club staff had.

Jeanette leaned forwards onto the bar leaning in close to the bartender and Harry felt himself growl slightly as the Bartender's eyes dropped lower checking out the pale beauty in front of him. "Why am I angry? I barely know her!" Jeanette smiled and spoke up.

"Start the drinks and keep em coming, we have a birthday." She said and the Bartender laughed as he moved to make the first drink for Harry.

TBC

That's the end of chapter one, as you can probably tell its set after the end of Bloodlines.