The Vampire Student

Disclaimers: ummm...yeah...I don't own any of the Harry Potter universe, I just like making up stories about it. I am making no money off this. Also my work is not copyrighted, so feel free to use my stuff if you want (just give credit where credit is due) however the Harry Potter stuff is owned by JKR and other such copyright holders so you'll have to be respectful of that.

A/N: okay so like I'm gonna try not to be one of those people w/ a page and a half of author notes, but I do want to thanks my reviewers thus far and to say that my story will contain some slash material but I'm not gonna make everyone at Hogwarts gay or any other such thing. Thanks and enjoy.

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I quickly ascended into the upper atmosphere with my trunk in tow. For about an hour and a half I soared through the heavens until my eyes started to burn. The sun was peaking over the horizon.

"As shit!" I exclaimed. I was flying from the East Coast of the United States over the Atlantic Ocean, completely forgetting that the sun was rising over the UK. My skin was starting to burn. I quickly summoned my trunk from the tether, engorged it to make room for my broom and myself. I jumped in curling into the fetal position. The pain was too much to handle. I was screaming in a pitch so high that I doubt any human would be able to hear it. I pulled the lid down on top of me, cursing my stupidity. The last thing I remember before passing out is the impact of my trunk into the ocean.

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My eyes snapped open as soon as the dusk hit. I was in pain and was incredibly hungry. I threw open the lid of my trunk with more force than I intended. I was still adjusting to my new strength. Looking over myself I noticed that the exposed parts of my skin were quite a striking shade of bonze from the sun, but there didn't appear to be any permanent damage, if such a think can happen to vampires. I rigged my trunk back to by broom and finished my trek to England. I decided that my destination should be London, since Hogwarts doesn't exactly appear on the map.

By the time I landed in London, the thirst was overpowering me. I came across a group of three teenagers playing in a park. I could smell their blood pumping in their veins. I lured the group over to me and took what was needed. When finished, I left them alive, but barely. Upon my departure, I noticed a muggle police officer calling for help.

What I needed now was money. I had only about fifty US Dollars, and that wouldn't exactly get me much here.

"Get out of my way you stupid vagrant," I heard as a man pushed past me.

He had silver blonde hair and walked like he had a wand shoved up his ass. I could hear his thoughts, something about how muggles let all their riff raff all over the place. I moved quickly and caught up with him. I was amazed at how quietly I could move. I backhanded him across the back of his head, rendering him unconscious. I reached into his cloak and took is change purse. Fumbling trough it, I counted at least 50 galleons and an assortment of other change. (About the only thing that the USA and Europe could agree on was a standard currency.)

I quickly left the scene before I could attract too much attention to myself, again moving with an unworldly speed. I now felt a lot better now that I had fed, and now I had some money with which to get me to Hogwarts. Now all I needed was to find a wizard establishment so I could be pointed in the correct direction.

"Hey you," a husky voice called out to me. I turned around to find a man stumbling toward me. You didn't need my heightened senses to tell this man was intoxicated. "You got any change to spare?"

"No." was my reply. I pulled out my wand.

"LIAR!" he lunged at me.

"Stupefy" I whispered. A violet light shot out of my wand and hit the drunken man square in the chest. He toppled back over and hit the ground with a loud thud. I jerked my hand back and suddenly...

**BANG**

A huge bus appeared out of thin air. In gold lettering along the side were the words "Knight Bus"

"'Ello," a boy no older than nineteen spoke from the door.

"Ummm, Hi," I said back almost automatically, not knowing what to think about the large bus filling up most of the walkway.

"My name is..." I held up my hand to cut him off.

"Can you get me to Hogwarts?" I asked directly.

"We can get ya as far as Hogsmeade." He answered; sounding somewhat hurt that I had cut him off. "I'll cost ya five sickles," he added.

"Okay," I responded, and added, "Will we be there before morning?"

He had a look of deep concentration on his face before he replied in the affirmative. He led me to my bed. I declined the offer for tea and cookies, pulled the curtains shut on my bed and pretended to sleep. I just hope that Headmaster at Hogwarts can help me.