The Blue Eyed Beauty

[Lady of the Night]

So it has been awhile since I have written anything. My user name use to be Lady Lavendar, but for some reason it would not let me sign into that account.

Anyways, this is just a little thing I thought up today. A bit off-the-wall I know. I hope I have time to expand the story more. I would really appreciate feedback

Rating: Not sure. May become not appropriate for those under 17 later down the road.
Most characters are owned by Rowling.

Chapter 1:

His voice was so loud. I could feel it vibrating off the walls of my skull. The blood begins to rush through the veins above my temple. A migraine was coming on, I could feel it. This man, Voldemort, becomes more annoying to me with each passing second. He does not come off as someone I would fear. He believes he is all powerful but so does Dumbledore. They are both perceived this way by others anyways.

The coven is meeting with Voldemort. He is attempting to convince us to join his side of the war. His magic seems to be working over my colleagues. He is promoting a huge feast. Enough muggle blood to fill our goblets to the brim; however, if we are lucky enough some wizards’ blood will be thrown in as well. This is all unappealing to me. I can arrange it so I can get my fill anytime. I don’t need some power hungry idiot handing it to me. This Voldemort begins to star at me now. He talks about how we can ‘have’ anyone we want. He rapes my body with his slits for eyes. It’s disgusting. I want to claw those snake eyes out of their sockets if the rest of the clan was not present. This thing believes he is all powerful; therefore, every woman, dead or alive, should submit to him. However, I will always be more powerful than him. He thinks that I am just a normal vampire. Vampires are perceived as powerless compared to his Death Eaters. I am not worth more to him than those werewolves he aligns himself with. What he does not know, or the rest of the coven for the matter, is that I have retained all of my magic despite my transformation. I hold the powers of both vampire and witch. I am forever immortal but I still have retained some of my humanity. I am the all powerful.

The meeting is coming to a close. Everyone is swearing to join his ranks despite the inequalities between the ranks of wizards and vampires. They receive their Dark Mark. I sneak out the back. I will not be dominated by some snakeman. Two of his men are guarding what I believed was a secret exit. I sneak up on them. Despite my best wishes, I rip open their throats then cremate their bodies to hide the evidence. I leave no flake of ash or reminisce of bone behind. I cannot afford to get caught. There are no stars out on this night. It is pitch black outside. I disappear into the night.

[Sparrabether]

Really interesting start, I can't wait to see how you continue it.

[Lady of the Night]

I hope that this story is interesting. I know the chapters are a bit short though. I will try to work on that. Enjoy!

Chapter 2:

It has been three full nights at not a sign of a Death Eater following me. I need to find some place safe, but the only place that comes to mind is my childhood safe haven. I just don’t know what would happen if I returned to Hogwarts. What would be the consequences of this action? Both of my parents think I am dead. I attended my own funeral. Sadly, that was the day I realized how much they truly cared for me. I was the outcast of my family despite being the baby. Both of my older brothers were sorted into Gryffindor whereas I was sorted into Slytherin. They never treated me the same since. My cruelty overcame my wit. As they thought, I began to give into the dark side. The only daughter of Albus Dumbledore gave into what he fought against his whole life. Now, however, I see the error of my ways. I became dark because of the lack of affection I was shown after my first year of Hogwarts. I gave into the pressure of my fellow Slytherins. Now is the time to make up for everything.

I did not ask to become a vampire. A vampire chose me. He wanted another beautiful bride, but after I transformed I would hear nothing of it. He always said that he would dispose of me, but he never did. Now here I am walking alone under a full moon. Sometimes I wished he would have taken me out of my misery. However, now I need to let my father know what Voldemort is planning even if it means exposing myself. This is my mission. It is my last chance to prove myself to my parents. I cannot be what they thought I once was.

I am currently situated in the far depths of the Forbidden Forest. I can hear the hearts of the wildlife pounding in their chest as I walk past them. They know what I am. They fear me. Off in the distance, however, I hear a huge heart palpitating faster and faster. It’s full of adrenaline. I begin to smell the stench of a werewolf. I can barely handle it. I know what it wants. It wants me. It wants to rip me to shreds. The pounding of its paws are vibrating the forest floor. It’s getting nearer. The beast pounces out from behind the trees. It lunges at me, but I am too quick for it. I pull out my wand. I begin to fire spell after spell at the despicable thing. The smell of the werewolf throws me off though. It is a familiar sent. It’s one from my school days. I know this beast from somewhere in my past, but I can’t place it. My musing gives him the upper hand. He pins me to the floor. His stinky breath is in my face. I am waiting for him to rip me apart, but he doesn’t. His brown eyes just stare into mine. The sun is beginning to come up. His body starts to shake, and he begins his transformation back to his human form.

While his body begins to transform back to its normal state, mine begins to shrivel. My death state is upon me. I will not die by being exposed to sunlight, but I will look like a decaying corpse. I will be too weak to defend myself from whatever he decides to do to me. As the sun rises higher, I can feel myself begin to fade into a deep sleep whilst he begins his final descent back into his human form. The last thing I remember was seeing was the face of an old classmate of mine then blackness.

[micha]

VERY interesting !! Lupin will do the right thing....

[Lady of the Night]

So instead of reading for my history class, I wrote this. I hope you all enjoy!

Chapter 3:

Throughout the day I tried to force myself to wake from death, but to no avail. After the fog left my head I became aware of my surroundings. I could hear twigs snapping and rocks sliding. What could have been hours later, I heard him talking to someone. He was telling them to lock me up good and tight because I would be dangerous once I came around. Me dangerous, I thought that was a bit of an exaggeration. I mean he is a werewolf! I would pick immortality over one night of gruesome pain and anxiety any day.

I felt him lay me done on a very uncomfortable bed then a door slamming shut. I could feel the intensity of the wards being drawn up. A very powerful wizard was locking me in something. “What if it was Voldemort?” I asked myself. My whole mission would be ruined. I could never prove myself to my parents or at least let them know I was semi-alive. My constricted heart sank even lower in my chest. I would give anything to see them one last time even if it was from a distance. It has been way to long.

As the sun began to set, I would feel my muscle begin to bulge. My bones began to creak as they went back to their proper place. My skin began to recompose. I would finally be able to become mobile once again. To see what kind of cage I was trapped in. Finally, I could open my eyes. It was immensely dark and cold. I was in an actual cell. Like one might see in Azkaban, but I knew that’s not where I was. As my senses became more in tune with my surroundings, I could hear the beats of the hearts of hundreds of children. I was in Hogwarts, but why would that beast take me here if he thought I was so dangerous?

The wooden door guarding my only way out had heavy charm work done on it. There was no way I could escape. As I touched it, the door illuminated a blue light. I had to shield my eyes. The light went away as fast as it came. However, the werewolf forgot to confiscate my wand. I know I am not powerful enough to break the charm on the door, but I may be able to go through a wall. Before I could even attempt my master escape plan, I heard paws hitting the stone floor. I peered out of the bars on the upper part of the door. There sitting on the floor was the most unappetizing cat I have ever seen. It looked like it let itself go years ago. It had only a few clumps of fur left on it. There would be no way anyone could get me to suck its blood. Not even if they were willing to pay me a million galleons.

A few seconds later I could smell two adults walking towards me. One was a wizard and the other was a squib. The squib smelt as bad as the cat that’s sitting in front of the door. It’s so disgusting. The other, however, smelt like fresh potions and parchment. It was tantalizing. I am starving. Maybe if they do open the door, I will eat the cat. Then the horrible smell of one of the two will go away. I am horrible. I wonder if they do feed their prisoners of war though. Do they feed each species the right food he or she needs to survive because I definitely cannot eat people food! Now I am just making myself out to be an animal. No wonder they have me locked up in here.

After a few more minutes I could finally make out what they were saying.

“Severus, I am sure she is dead. Didn’t you see her corpse?”

“Fitch, it’s a defense mechanism. It’s a vampire. Do you think if it were really dead Dumbledore would have let us bring it all the way down here?”

“I guess not, but you never know with that old coot these days.”

Severus. I haven’t seen him since graduation. During school he was an outcast just like me. However, he was made fun of constantly, especially by the Marauders. They always took the teasing way too far. Towards the end of our seventh year I realized I was in love with Severus, but I had no chance with him. He was obsessed with Lily Evans. At least until she ran off with James Potter. Severus was devastated after that. She was the only one who would actually stand up for him. She was and most likely still is a Gryffindor down to her very core. He wouldn’t let me even go near him after she turned to Potter. At that point I just wanted to be his friends. I wasn’t expecting a commitment from him.

As they approached my door, Severus dismissed Filtch and his cat by saying, “I am taking the next watch. Go do something with your life.”

Severus came closer and closer to my door, and my heart began to pound. Everyone who was close to me thinks I am dead. I cannot let him see my face. I crawled up to the corner of the ceiling out of view from the bars in the door. He unlocked the door to my cell, and he came in. The door slammed shut behind him. His eyes grew wide as he noticed I was not in plain sight.

“Come out, come out wherever you are”, he taunted. He pulled out his wand and illuminated the room. Severus turned around slowly until he saw me curled up in a ball on the ceiling.

“Now why are you cowering from me, but you didn’t cower from the werewolf that brought you here? I heard you put up an excellent fight even if some of Lupin’s memory seems to be skewed.”

Lupin? He was the werewolf! I couldn’t believe it. I knew he looked familiar. I knew it! I need to stop thinking about the wolf and focus on what Severus is saying to me.

“Come down here now and face me! You stubborn little wench!”

How long has he been yelling at me now? Geesh he has no manners whatsoever.

“Is this how you treat your guests Severus? Like animals? You can also stop with the yelling. It belittles you.” I turned so I could see his expression. His face became more pale and gaunt.

“How do you know my name, beast?”

“I have known you for many years now, but we just have not crossed paths since our last year here at Hogwarts. Plus that filthy squib said your name while you two were talking.”

“Reveal yourself then. What can you possibly be hiding underneath your cloak?”

You have no idea, I thought to myself. Well, here goes nothing. I jumped down from my not so wonderful hiding spot. Slowly I turned around to face the man I once loved with all of my heart.

[micha]

Great - this is getting even more fascinating with each chapter: I never thought I would ever like a vampire-story ;D ;D, but I DO !!

[mistressquill]

You should update soon.

[Lady of the Night]

Sorry for the delay in updates. I have been very busy with school lately.

Chapter 4:

He lifted his wand slowly towards my face. I heard a slight gasp and he dropped his wand.

“Na-Na-Natalie? Your suppose to be dead! You are dead. I even attended your funeral damn it.”

“Severus, I’m sorry. I could not let anyone see me like this. I’m a monster. You should pick your wand back up. Constant vigilance Severus.”

His eyes seared with repressed anger. Why does he hate me so? It’s not like I faked my death or anything. Honestly, I could be considered the walking dead. Well, sort of.

He was glaring at me now, “Do you know what kind of pain you have put people through? What about your mother? After your death, she became depressed. I have been making anti-depression potions for her for the past few years now.”

I glared back now. He has no right to tell me about the people I have hurt. “Severus, you know as well as I do that I am not the only one that goes around hurting people. Look what you did to me during our seventh year. I loved you, but you pushed me farther and farther away. Then you turned to the Dark Arts. Don’t deny it. For all I know you could be working for Voldemort now while living in the safety of Hogwarts.”

Never in all the years I’ve known him have I seen his face change so rapidly. It went from angry to shocked back to angry in less than a second. Most people would not notice, but I thrive off of human expression.

“What do you know about Voldemort? Tell me!”

I really must have struck a chord with him. “Severus I know practically nothing about the man. All I know is that he is trying to recruit vampires with false promises.”

He gave an odd expression. “Natalie, answer me this. Did you run away from of a coven of vampires about four nights ago?”

What is he getting at? “Yes, I did. I had no choice Severus. I needed to warn someone. I was not going let myself become his slave.”

His face became grave. “Natalie, he wants you back. He will do anything to find you. Out of all the vampires in there that night he only wanted you. He said that your beauty will be of a great benefit for him. After he found you escaped, he killed the others.”

I was in shock. He could not have killed them. Why would he have killed them for me? I wouldn’t have joined him anyways, so he would have killed me too. “So it is a good thing I am here instead of with him isn’t it Severus? Wait, how do you know all of this?”

“I cannot say where I got the personal information from, but the part about the slaughter in the coven was plastered all over the front page of the Daily Prophet. Now I must go and inform Dumbledore that our prisoner is also a very sought after vampire.”

He turned on his heel and I saw his black cape swish. He was out the door without another word to me. That man is going to be the end of me. I know it.

Silence filled my cell. I went up to the door; however, instead of giving off a bright blue light as I touched it, it did nothing. Severus forgot to put the charm back on. I slowly pushed the door open. There were no humans or animals in sight. I began to walk down the corridor. I was in the dungeon. No wonder I did not have a window. It was extremely damp and humid. I finally made it to the main corridor in the dungeon.

After what felt like forever, I finally made it to the foyer outside of the Great Hall. It looked more massive then I remembered it being. I was finally home. I began to walk up the flights of stairs that lead to the remainder of the castle. I wanted to explore and refresh my childhood memories. The candles flickered constantly which added to the sereneness of the whole experience.

I decided what I wanted to do. What I needed to do. I wanted to see my mother again, even if it was from a distance. However, I had no idea which room was hers. I would think that she may have changed rooms after all these years.

Flight after flight of stairs was wearing me out. I have not fed at all, and I was hungry. However, I was not going to give into my hunger. Not here, not now. I needed to see her face one more time. As I rounded a corner I heard two people talking up ahead. They were students breaking curfew. Tisk tisk, I thought. As I got closer they became really quiet.

“Shush. Someone’s coming.” I heard one of them say.

I rounded the corner, and I saw their looks of surprise.

“Excuse me,” I said, “but can either of you tell me where Professor McGonagall’s quarters are? I really need to see her.”

“Yeah, um, her rooms are two flights up behind the picture of the knight,” one of them stammered.

“Thank you.”

I made my way up the remaining two flights. How was I going to get inside of her room? I know I will never figure out her password. I passed what felt like hundreds of paintings until I came to a stop in front of the knight.

“How can I help you my lady?”

“I was just looking,” I said. I would have to find another way into her chambers. With that thought I walked back down the corridor until I found a window.

[mercifulheavens]

Oh I love it! And although I am dying to read the next chapter =) I will do my best to be patient.... =)
Absolutely lovely =)

[Lady of the Night]

Sorry for the delay. I have been beyond busy with school. I hope everyone enjoys it!

Chapter 5:

As I opened the window, I felt a brisk breeze around me. I shivered. My fingers grasped the window ledge with some hesitation. As much as I wanted her to see me, I could not let her know I was there. Not yet anyways. I was now standing on a window ledge far higher than I ever wanted to experience. Despite being a vampire, I am terrified of heights. However, looking to where the window to her chamber was located, it appeared that I had to scale the wall. My heart began to palpitate faster from fear and anxiety.

“Why am I doing this?” I am so scared. I wish I had cat like senses like my mother. She would not be afraid right now. I need to see her.

I have so many unanswered questions. How does she look? Is she healthy? Does she miss me?

The stone of the castle walls was as cold as the breeze whirling around me. My fingers grasped at the uneven stones while I tried to find my footing. I shivered in anticipation. I had to force myself forward to the next ledge. I was already half way there.

My left foot finally made onto the ledge of her window. I began to relax a little. Thank goodness there was a slit in her curtains. I could see her at her desk doing some markings. Her eyebrow were furrowed in concentration, or was that a hint of annoyance in her expression. I couldn’t tell. She seemed so close and yet foreign to me. I could tell she had aged a little bit. There were a few streaks of gray in her ebony hair, and she had a few extra lines on her face. Other than that she was as beautiful as I remembered. The only thing that was exactly the same as I remembered is her eyes. They are the same shade of emerald that she passed on to my brothers. They were the eyes that were fierce when she was angry and glowing when she was happy. Now, however, they seemed empty and desolate in their appearance.

Sitting on the ledge, I could hear her heart beat and her slow breathing. Memories of my childhood flashed through my mind.

~
“The princess and her prince lived happily ever after,” she breathed the last sentence of the story with a sigh. “Mum, will I live happily ever after?” I asked timidly. “I have a feeling you will my live,” she whispered. After that we became silent except for our steady breathing. She began to stroke my long ebony hair that was much like hers. I began to fall asleep to the lullaby of her heart. As she scoop me up to put me in my bed, I whispered’ I love you’ in her ear. She kissed me on the forehead.
~

Moments like that one are the ones I cherish the most. As a young child I always believed that I would grow up and become like my parents; however, fate had something else planned for me.
A knocking at her door roused me from my musings.

“Good evening my dear”, my father spoke softly. This was becoming more then I could take. I wasn’t expecting to see him so soon.

“Good evening love,” she replied back. I wish I could have experienced an exchange like this with someone before this curse was forced upon me.

My father walked up behind her and let down her bun. He began to caress her hair. I am intruding. I heard my mother sigh.

“I miss my children,” I heard her whisper. “Brian and Scott live so far away now. I worry about their safety so much now. I wanted to bring my children into a world that was safe for them, but now another war is beginning. I have already lost one child; my baby girl. I cannot afford to lose another one.”

“I know my love. I miss Natalie more and more every day. I wish I could have been there for her more. I should have looked past her ways that were quite different than the rest of ours. I wish I knew what kind of adventure she was experiencing now,” my father spoke.

Some adventure, I thought. However, I just cannot barge into this though. I cannot ruin this moment for them or myself for that matter. I wish I could have spent more time with him as well. I should have tried to change my unusual ways that set me apart from the rest of my family. I guess my life has been full of should haves, could haves, and would haves. Sigh.

All of a sudden the portrait to my mother’s office banged open.

“Headmaster, Professor McGonagall, the vampire . . . she. . . she has escaped,” breathed out Severus frantically.

[mistressquill]

Ooh I'm very interested as to where this is heading. I won't press you to update because I know that I'm having problems keeping my updates at a good steady pace, LOL. But, I will tell you that I look forward to the next chapter.

[~ Rosaliee ~]

Very interesting story!! Really want to read more..