Of Fangs and Fur

Chapter Two-Going Home

'That was nice of them. No one's ever thrown me a party before, and it sure was unexpected. Hey, what's going on down there?' Harry thought to himself as he walked towards home. The path that he had planned on taking was blocked by an accident.

'Guess I'll have to go through the alley.' Harry changed his direction and entered a shadowy passageway. 'It's almost the full moon. I wonder how Remus is doing. Poor Remus. I'm glad he's teaching again this year.' Harry's thoughts wondered as he walked through the dark alley.

"Hey, what was that?" Harry voiced aloud when he heard a noise somewhere in front of him. He slowed his steps as he saw two figures coming towards him.

"Hey Zak, what have we got here?" one of the figures said as they approached Harry.

"I don't know, Dolton. Let's take a look," the other one replied.

The two figures continued to speak to each other as they advanced on Harry. Harry looked around for a way out but the way forward was blocked. Harry started walking backward and out the way he had come. As the men got closer Harry could see them in the moonlight. Both of the men were tall, but one had shoulder length black hair, and the other one had short brown hair.

Harry had never seen these two men before and as they approached, he could smell the alcohol they had been drinking and he see the hunger in their eyes. The black haired one spoke to his companion.

"Zak, what do you think? Should we have some fun, or should we let him pass?"

As he spoke, Harry thought he saw the moonlight gleam off two sharp, white fangs and his heart started racing.

"I don't know, Dolton," Zak said, "I actually feel rather hungry at the moment."

Harry turned around to run, but the creatures were to quick. They grabbed hold of him and held him in place.

"Let me go! Please let me go!" he cried.

"I don't think so," Dolton said with a smirk, "Zak said he was hungry. And I think that I'm starting to feel hungry, too."

"I work at the diner down the street. I could get you in, make you something." Harry stuttered, trying to break their grips.

"I don't think so. You see, Little One, I am a werewolf and Dolton here, he's a vampire. So you see, you make a better entrée than anything you could give us in that diner," Zak said, and with that, Zak and Dolton bit down on either side of Harry's neck. He could feel blood pounding in his veins as it was drawn out through his neck. He struggled slightly as he felt himself get light headed. They let go as he passed out in their arms.

"See you around, Little One. Enjoy our gift," Dolton said, as they left him lying unconscious in the alleyway.