The Vampire Student

All I knew about vampires was what I learned in my Defense Against the Dark Arts classes, which wasn't much. I did know that because I drank the blood of a vampire that I too would become one. I also knew that I could not be in sunlight. The painful stages of my transformation were beginning. My body was expelling its waste and my teeth were becoming fangs. I thought I was going to die anyway. I lifted the cover on a sewer and threw myself into the dark abyss.

I awoke the next evening and was immediately shocked to find that I could see exceptionally well in the near darkness of the sewer. I felt a hollow pain in my stomach. I knew what I wanted. Upon re-entering the street I noticed a woman walking down the street. It happened so fast I was barely register what I was doing until I felt her heart stop. I realized that I killed that woman. My tears were clouding my eyes. I wanted to do something, but I just walked away. After "feeding" I realized that my vision and hearing were even sharper. That I felt warmer and more clear-headed. I walked to my home. As I approached the driveway, I could sense that my mom was crying. As I walked through the front door she seemed so happy to see me. She ran to me but stopped half way and let out a scream that chilled me to my bones.

She knew what I was. I was surprised, because my mom was a muggle and had no knowledge of magic save the stories I told her from school. I went to speak, but she fell over in a feint. I carried her to her bed and left her a note explaining to her what happened, that l love her and one day will return. I also drafted a letter to the Dean of my school hoping that I would get some answers there. I took what little money I had, packed up my trunk, and left.

A few nights later, I awoke with a small barn owl rapping on the window of my hotel room. I pulled back the thick curtains and let the owl in. After removing the letter, the owl took off quickly. It was from the Dean.

Southern Academy of Witchcraft & Wizardry

I didn't know what I was going to do. I couldn't go back to school and I certainly couldn't turn myself over to the authorities. I didn't ask to become a vampire. Besides I'm practically harmless. I learned very quickly to "feed" without killing, and with a good memory charm, the victim is none the wiser.

At the beginning of the next week the solution to my problems came to me. I was wondering where I could possibly finish my magical education. I thought of Hogwarts. It was a big topic of discussion back at the Academy that the Headmaster of Hogwarts was a lot less selective of students and that as long as you have promising magical ability that you can attend. I quickly drafted a letter, summoned my broomstick and took off for Great Britain.