Being Draco Malfoy’s older cousin wasn’t Thia’s idea of the best life ever. She was three months older than Draco, so she was in the year above him and of course she was also in Slytherin being a Le-strange and all. Her mother was in Azkaban and her father was dead so Thia lived alone in London, the school paid the rent for her flat and covered all the bills until Thia got a job. Also, Thia had one more thing that had turned her life to absolute sh*t. She was a f*cking vampire, yup an actual Vampire. 

She sat alone at the very end of the Slytherin table close to the doors. She watched for the fifth time in her life a line of timid first years walked into the great hall. Thia looked over to the Griffindoor table as she heard her name whispered and of course she caught the two Weasley twins glancing at her and whispering to each other. 

Thia shot them a death glare that would have made even her cousin back up, but they continued to stare, geez had her hips and boobs grown so much that guys a year older than her were eyeing her. 

She set down her goblet and decided to show those boys that she was still a person. She crept to the end of the Ravenclaw table and hid her head behind the table giving her a clear view of all the Ravenclaws legs, yuck!

She waited for a moment then crab walked over to the Hufflepuff table. Why did the Griffindoor table have to be on the other side of the hall, probably to stop fights breaking out she supposed. She blew a piece of black hair out her face and listened for the next person to speak.

A second later Dumbledore clapped his hands and the feast begun. Since Thia was a vampire, she didn’t eat with the school, she would head upstairs and pluck out one of her mice and drain the poor thing then drop it out the window. 

She slid onto the empty bench one the Griffindoor table mirroring her position on the Slytherin table. “Uh, oh it looks like we have an angry Slytherin on our table Fred,” George said to his twin, but Thia didn’t hear him. As soon as she had caught the smell of George’s blood, she had started to feel dizzy and oh so hungry. Hungry for George’s blood.

Oh, no this cannot be happening Thia thought clutching at the bench in a vain attempt to anchor herself. “Hello young slytherin,” Fred said clicking his fingers in front of Thia’s face. She snapped her head up and stuttered “err…what-sorry…um..sorry.” She bit her lip trying to distract herself when she felt her fangs descend. 

Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t. She had to get off this table now or she was going to show the whole school that she was a vampire. “Okay,” George shrugged “if you have nothing else to be silent about then can you go back to your own table.” 

Thia had a reputation of not doing what she was told, she was possibly the most headstrong slytherin but she had to go now so she nodded her head and slid back to her place on the slytherin table. 

She took out her personal flask, which was full of blood and started drinking staring at a ducked ginger head.

What was wrong with her! She needed to visit the library as soon as possible. She sat there till dessert appeared on the tables then she slipped out of the hall.

 She had a full three hours till curfew, so she was headed to the library to look through every book on vampires.

 No one was finished desert yet, so the corridors were empty, Thia strode down the corridors head held high, black wavy hair a small cloud around her head. She could still smell the delicious creamy sweet sent of George’s blood and as if on cue her fangs descended. Her jaw started to ache so she took her collar in her mouth and bit down. Hard. She didn’t care if her collar had saliva all over it but bitting stuff often helped when she was hungry. 

She let go of her collar as she entered the library, she walked over to the magical creatures section and looked up Vampires. 

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After about what felt like forever she had found one book that seemed actually to know something so she tucked the book under her arm and left the library. She checked her watch to see how much time she had till curfew. Sh*t. She was in the library for 4 whole hours. She started running up the stairs when... "miss Thia Le-strange its one hour passed curfew, why are you not in your dorm?" Thia turned and m was met with the impassive face of Prof. Snape. "Sorry, Professor,"

"detention, my office, Saturday 9 am sharp." He turned on his heel and strutted away like some kind of greasy bat.