Fan Fiction ❯ For the Love of a Vampire ❯ Threats and an Attempt to Thwart Fate ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Hotaru-kun 
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Comedy / Romance / Horror / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.15.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 182 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Comedy / Romance / Horror / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.15.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 182 | Status: Completed
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(...)- Us interrupting and irritating the heck out of you
Last time on For the Love of a Vampire
The raven-haired girl sighed and then smirked as an idea came to her. "Potter-san, if you don't get up soon I'll force you."
"Yeah right!" His voice was muffled, but Minako heard him clearly.
Minako sighed. "Okay, but, I warned you."
Minako leaned over the bed and ran a slender finger up Harry's spine.
Harry jumped off the bed and nearly backhanded her.
Minako easily grabbed his hand, smirking.
"What was that for?!" Harry nearly yelled.
"Well, I warned you. Now, come on Potter-san, Weasley-sama is making lunch, and we are to go to Diagon Alley today for school supplies. The letters came while you were sleeping." The amusement had left Minako's voice and was back to its old unemotional tone.
God, didn't this girl know how to put emotion into talking? Harry pulled on a different shirt as he followed her downstairs and into the kitchen, waiting for what the day would bring...
Now chapter 3: Threats and an Attempt to Thwart Fate
Harry suppressed a yawn as he shuffled into the living room where everyone else was waiting, for him obviously.
"Well now that Harry's decided to join us," Mrs. Weasley said, as Ron gave Harry a sympathetic smile. "We can get going."
"Aw, Mum! We aren't goin' by Floo Powder again are we?" Ginny whined.
"Yes, of course dear. It's the fastest and most reliable way to travel," Mrs. Weasley answered.
Ginny coughed and gave Harry a pointed glance. Harry colored while Minako looked on, confusion evident on her delicate features. (Kat: Ph34r my knowledge of big words!! Bow before my big, huge, enormous brain!! Kit: Yeah, yeah you're a genius. Now just finish the chapter!)
"Well, except for Harry's unfortunate adventure down Knockturn (sp?) Alley," Mrs. Weasley amended. (Kit: And you can't even spell the alley's name right. Kat: Shuddap...)
Minako shot Harry a questioning look.
"Just don't ask," he answered, his eye twitching at the memory. Minako shrugged.
Ron and Ginny went, followed by the elder Weasleys, leaving Harry and Minako to catch up. Minako wrinkled her pert nose in distaste.
Harry noticed and asked, "What? You don't like traveling via Floo Powder?"
She shook her head. "I have a sensitive nose."
"Ah."
Minako sighed. "Let's get this over with."
Harry nodded and took a handful of the fine gray powder.
They climbed into the fireplace and simultaneously yelled, "Diagon Alley!"
'Maybe we'll get there without messing up this time!' Harry thought optimistically.
However, Fate has a knack for kicking you in the head and then laughing at you. At that moment, Harry sneezed.
'Oh shit,' Harry thought as he and Minako vanished in a spurt of green flame...
Minako and the young Potter boy flew out of a fireplace and landed on the floor, bouncing painfully. Minako immediately got up and looked around, her mind automatically searching for a way out of the unfamiliar place.
It was a small, cramped room. There were spell books and scrolls scattered everywhere, hanging out of bookshelves, stacked in rather precarious piles, even sprawled across the large desk sitting in the middle of the room. Her violet eyes were drawn to a beautiful scarlet phoenix on a perch next to the desk.
Potter sat up next to her, looked around, and groaned, seeming to recognize the strange place they were in.
"I guess it would be too much to ask to get here the normal way for once," he muttered.
Minako was about to ask him what exactly he meant by that when she heard a noise coming from the spiral staircase off in the corner. She instantly fell into a fighting stance and drew a knife from her boot. The Potter boy saw her actions and gulped at seeing the glittering blade in her slender hand.
He was about to speak when what had made the noise ascended the staircase and entered the room...
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"Professor Dumbledore?" Harry asked as the old man entered the room. Dumbledore's wise eyes twinkled and he smiled.
"What are you children doing here?" he asked, amusement tinting his voice.
"Um, well... you see..."Harry said, trying to cover his embarrassment. "I kind of sneezed when we were trying to get to Diagon Alley, and um, here we are!" he finished, rather lamely.
Then Harry saw Minako who had yet to drop her knife and hissed to her, "Drop that! This is the headmaster of Hogwarts!"
Minako just snorted at him, not dropping her blade an inch. Harry looked to Dumbledore nervously, unsure of what his reaction to being threatened by a sixteen-year-old girl would be, but the elder wizard just kept smiling.
"It's alright, Harry. It's obvious the lady doesn't trust me. She probably has good reason not to. Would you feel trusting towards every old man who walked up to you in an unfamiliar place?" Dumbledore asked Harry.
Harry paused, considering the question. "No. I guess not."
The headmaster then turned to Minako. "However, I would like to assure the lady that no harm will come to her in this room."
Minako's suspicious eyes examined Dumbledore for a few moments, before she calmly dropped her fighting stance and slipped the knife back into her boot.
Dumbledore smiled again. (Kat: Boy he's doing that a lot isn't he?) "Now I believe introductions are in order. I am Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, as Harry already told you. And you are?"
"Minako Yami," she answered shortly.
"Ah, yes, our exchange student from Japan. I had hoped to meet you before classes began."
Minako's amethyst eyes immediately narrowed. "Why?" she asked guardedly.
Harry couldn't figure out why the hell the girl was so suspicious of everything. It was as if she thought everyone was out to kill her or something. Geeze! Talk about a paranoia complex!
"Why to get you sorted into your house beforehand of course!" Dumbledore answered, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Oh," Minako said, eyes returning to normal. "But I've already been sorted back in Japan!"
"But we have different houses here," Dumbledore replied patiently.
"Oh," she said again, "All right then."
Dumbledore walked over to a cabinet and pulled the infamous Sorting Hat. He placed it on a stool in front of his desk and beckoned Minako to him. She rather nervously sat down on the stool and gritted her teeth as Dumbledore lowered the hat onto her midnight head...
'Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit,' Minako thought, mimicking Harry's thoughts of just a few minutes before. (Kat: Or a few pages up for you guys! Kit: /bonks her with a hammer/ Just keep typing! Kat: /grumbles/ Fine, fine...)
She could feel the hat's magic spreading throughout her mind, passing through her mental defenses as if they weren't even there.
Well now. What have we here?
'Just stick to looking at what you need and get out,' she thought fiercely.
Ah, Miss Minako. It's been a while. I haven't seen you for... how many centuries has it been?
'Cut the chatter and put me in my house,' she snapped.
My, my, hostile aren't we? Well then, I'll be brief. I think you know where I'm going to put you anyway.
'Of course.'
Even now, after all these years, you still have those qualities that made you a Slytherin. Though... you seem to have changed a great deal. I see sadness, fury, loss, self-hatred... and a longing for the innocence you once had.
Involuntarily, a tear slid down her cheek, but she furiously wiped it away.
'What's happened, happened. The past cannot be undone.
Wise beyond your years... Or maybe not considering your actual age. Poor thing, you've seen far more than you should have had to.
'I didn't ask for your sympathy!'
Though, I am curious as to why you decided to show back up after so long. I wouldn't think you'd ever want to see our little school again.
'My business is my own.'
True. And no I won't tell Dumbledore about your, ah... change.
'Thank you. The less people know, the less danger they'll be in.'
Of course, I understand. Very well then, Slytherin! The hat yelled the last word aloud.
Minako sighed in relief that her interrogation was done and climbed off the stool. That was a little too close for comfort. If that hat told Dumbledore about her past, she had no doubt he would expel her and the entire reason she came here would be lost.
She would get her revenge. He couldn't stay away once he found out that she was back. He would pay, and pay dearly. She wouldn't kill him. No, no, of course not. He didn't deserve death. He deserved pain. Endless, eternal pain with no way out. It's what he had given her. And soon she would return the favor...
Kat: WHEW!! That took forever!
Kit: Glad to see you finally got off your lazy arse and wrote it.
Kat: Shaddup. Do you want to see the Fruits Basket DVD or not?
Kit: /gulp/ Yes! /Hides/
Kat: Good girl! /Smile/
Kurama: May I say it?
Kat: Of course.
Kurama: /Ahem/ Please review Kit and Kat-san's story. /Smile/
Kat: Thank you, Kurama-kun! You heard the bishie, people! REVIEW!!
Kit: What do ya mean "all you people"? This story has only 4 reviews!
Kat: /sniff/ I know. BUT I HAVE HOPE! AND EVEN IF ONLY ONE PERSON WHO LIKES IT REVIEWS, I SHALL CONTINUE FOR THAT ONE PERSON!!
Kit: /sweatdrop/ Baka...
Kat: /smiles/
"..."- Speaking
'...'- Thinking
(...)- Us interrupting and irritating the heck out of you
Last time on For the Love of a Vampire
The raven-haired girl sighed and then smirked as an idea came to her. "Potter-san, if you don't get up soon I'll force you."
"Yeah right!" His voice was muffled, but Minako heard him clearly.
Minako sighed. "Okay, but, I warned you."
Minako leaned over the bed and ran a slender finger up Harry's spine.
Harry jumped off the bed and nearly backhanded her.
Minako easily grabbed his hand, smirking.
"What was that for?!" Harry nearly yelled.
"Well, I warned you. Now, come on Potter-san, Weasley-sama is making lunch, and we are to go to Diagon Alley today for school supplies. The letters came while you were sleeping." The amusement had left Minako's voice and was back to its old unemotional tone.
God, didn't this girl know how to put emotion into talking? Harry pulled on a different shirt as he followed her downstairs and into the kitchen, waiting for what the day would bring...
Now chapter 3: Threats and an Attempt to Thwart Fate
Harry suppressed a yawn as he shuffled into the living room where everyone else was waiting, for him obviously.
"Well now that Harry's decided to join us," Mrs. Weasley said, as Ron gave Harry a sympathetic smile. "We can get going."
"Aw, Mum! We aren't goin' by Floo Powder again are we?" Ginny whined.
"Yes, of course dear. It's the fastest and most reliable way to travel," Mrs. Weasley answered.
Ginny coughed and gave Harry a pointed glance. Harry colored while Minako looked on, confusion evident on her delicate features. (Kat: Ph34r my knowledge of big words!! Bow before my big, huge, enormous brain!! Kit: Yeah, yeah you're a genius. Now just finish the chapter!)
"Well, except for Harry's unfortunate adventure down Knockturn (sp?) Alley," Mrs. Weasley amended. (Kit: And you can't even spell the alley's name right. Kat: Shuddap...)
Minako shot Harry a questioning look.
"Just don't ask," he answered, his eye twitching at the memory. Minako shrugged.
Ron and Ginny went, followed by the elder Weasleys, leaving Harry and Minako to catch up. Minako wrinkled her pert nose in distaste.
Harry noticed and asked, "What? You don't like traveling via Floo Powder?"
She shook her head. "I have a sensitive nose."
"Ah."
Minako sighed. "Let's get this over with."
Harry nodded and took a handful of the fine gray powder.
They climbed into the fireplace and simultaneously yelled, "Diagon Alley!"
'Maybe we'll get there without messing up this time!' Harry thought optimistically.
However, Fate has a knack for kicking you in the head and then laughing at you. At that moment, Harry sneezed.
'Oh shit,' Harry thought as he and Minako vanished in a spurt of green flame...
Minako and the young Potter boy flew out of a fireplace and landed on the floor, bouncing painfully. Minako immediately got up and looked around, her mind automatically searching for a way out of the unfamiliar place.
It was a small, cramped room. There were spell books and scrolls scattered everywhere, hanging out of bookshelves, stacked in rather precarious piles, even sprawled across the large desk sitting in the middle of the room. Her violet eyes were drawn to a beautiful scarlet phoenix on a perch next to the desk.
Potter sat up next to her, looked around, and groaned, seeming to recognize the strange place they were in.
"I guess it would be too much to ask to get here the normal way for once," he muttered.
Minako was about to ask him what exactly he meant by that when she heard a noise coming from the spiral staircase off in the corner. She instantly fell into a fighting stance and drew a knife from her boot. The Potter boy saw her actions and gulped at seeing the glittering blade in her slender hand.
He was about to speak when what had made the noise ascended the staircase and entered the room...
(Kat: Hmmm... should I end it there?
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Kit: Will you cut it out with the dots already?!
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Kit: Brandishes large hammer
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Kat: ... Nah.)
"Professor Dumbledore?" Harry asked as the old man entered the room. Dumbledore's wise eyes twinkled and he smiled.
"What are you children doing here?" he asked, amusement tinting his voice.
"Um, well... you see..."Harry said, trying to cover his embarrassment. "I kind of sneezed when we were trying to get to Diagon Alley, and um, here we are!" he finished, rather lamely.
Then Harry saw Minako who had yet to drop her knife and hissed to her, "Drop that! This is the headmaster of Hogwarts!"
Minako just snorted at him, not dropping her blade an inch. Harry looked to Dumbledore nervously, unsure of what his reaction to being threatened by a sixteen-year-old girl would be, but the elder wizard just kept smiling.
"It's alright, Harry. It's obvious the lady doesn't trust me. She probably has good reason not to. Would you feel trusting towards every old man who walked up to you in an unfamiliar place?" Dumbledore asked Harry.
Harry paused, considering the question. "No. I guess not."
The headmaster then turned to Minako. "However, I would like to assure the lady that no harm will come to her in this room."
Minako's suspicious eyes examined Dumbledore for a few moments, before she calmly dropped her fighting stance and slipped the knife back into her boot.
Dumbledore smiled again. (Kat: Boy he's doing that a lot isn't he?) "Now I believe introductions are in order. I am Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, as Harry already told you. And you are?"
"Minako Yami," she answered shortly.
"Ah, yes, our exchange student from Japan. I had hoped to meet you before classes began."
Minako's amethyst eyes immediately narrowed. "Why?" she asked guardedly.
Harry couldn't figure out why the hell the girl was so suspicious of everything. It was as if she thought everyone was out to kill her or something. Geeze! Talk about a paranoia complex!
"Why to get you sorted into your house beforehand of course!" Dumbledore answered, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Oh," Minako said, eyes returning to normal. "But I've already been sorted back in Japan!"
"But we have different houses here," Dumbledore replied patiently.
"Oh," she said again, "All right then."
Dumbledore walked over to a cabinet and pulled the infamous Sorting Hat. He placed it on a stool in front of his desk and beckoned Minako to him. She rather nervously sat down on the stool and gritted her teeth as Dumbledore lowered the hat onto her midnight head...
'Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit,' Minako thought, mimicking Harry's thoughts of just a few minutes before. (Kat: Or a few pages up for you guys! Kit: /bonks her with a hammer/ Just keep typing! Kat: /grumbles/ Fine, fine...)
She could feel the hat's magic spreading throughout her mind, passing through her mental defenses as if they weren't even there.
Well now. What have we here?
'Just stick to looking at what you need and get out,' she thought fiercely.
Ah, Miss Minako. It's been a while. I haven't seen you for... how many centuries has it been?
'Cut the chatter and put me in my house,' she snapped.
My, my, hostile aren't we? Well then, I'll be brief. I think you know where I'm going to put you anyway.
'Of course.'
Even now, after all these years, you still have those qualities that made you a Slytherin. Though... you seem to have changed a great deal. I see sadness, fury, loss, self-hatred... and a longing for the innocence you once had.
Involuntarily, a tear slid down her cheek, but she furiously wiped it away.
'What's happened, happened. The past cannot be undone.
Wise beyond your years... Or maybe not considering your actual age. Poor thing, you've seen far more than you should have had to.
'I didn't ask for your sympathy!'
Though, I am curious as to why you decided to show back up after so long. I wouldn't think you'd ever want to see our little school again.
'My business is my own.'
True. And no I won't tell Dumbledore about your, ah... change.
'Thank you. The less people know, the less danger they'll be in.'
Of course, I understand. Very well then, Slytherin! The hat yelled the last word aloud.
Minako sighed in relief that her interrogation was done and climbed off the stool. That was a little too close for comfort. If that hat told Dumbledore about her past, she had no doubt he would expel her and the entire reason she came here would be lost.
She would get her revenge. He couldn't stay away once he found out that she was back. He would pay, and pay dearly. She wouldn't kill him. No, no, of course not. He didn't deserve death. He deserved pain. Endless, eternal pain with no way out. It's what he had given her. And soon she would return the favor...
Kat: WHEW!! That took forever!
Kit: Glad to see you finally got off your lazy arse and wrote it.
Kat: Shaddup. Do you want to see the Fruits Basket DVD or not?
Kit: /gulp/ Yes! /Hides/
Kat: Good girl! /Smile/
Kurama: May I say it?
Kat: Of course.
Kurama: /Ahem/ Please review Kit and Kat-san's story. /Smile/
Kat: Thank you, Kurama-kun! You heard the bishie, people! REVIEW!!