Forbidden blood dripped from the end of Lord Halder's long mustache as he smacked his lips, ignoring his glaring sister beside him, and turning his head towards Lord Potter and his Lady. They were finishing up their steaks, and he was happy to see them unable to take their eyes off each other. It always pleased him to see a couple in love.
"Lord Potter!" he said, "It is better we do the ritual as soon as possible."
Lord Potter nodded, and stood up, wiping his hands. "Come, Ginny! Let's go."
They were led to an adjoining chamber and made to stand opposite each other. Several vampire lords and ladies approached, bowing their heads in unison and gripping their dull staves in a non-threatening manner. Harry and Ginny bowed their heads too, and all around them, small fires lit up. The cozy atmosphere heightened their senses and made them think of their deepest desires. A low murmur started from the right, and it spread towards the left, until it came back full circle. As the final vampire lord uttered his couplets, Ginny felt two foreign presences entering her head. She jumped up and screeched, "Harry! Someone's botched the ritual!"
The cozy atmosphere was shattered, and a sharp whistle broke through the air, making the fires flicker ominously. "ALICE! What have you done!"
Lord Halder's smirking sister grinned. "I am merely paying Lord Potter back for his overtures. He hit me with SIX dungbombs earlier in the day."
Lord Halder pursed his lips. "I'm very sorry, Lord Potter. Alice will be punished severely."
Harry laughed. "No, no, Lord Halder. I forgive her. You can undo this ritual and do it once again."
The ritual was done once again, and Lord Potter and Lady Potter took their leave, bumping shoulders with one another and sharing secret jokes.
A lone vampire followed them.