Fangs and Wands

4. Letting go

Like my mother, Harold knows the day I'm dying to the last minute. And that time has come and it happens to be midnight tonight. Which leaves me with about twelve hours to live because it's already nearing midday.

   I've spent every possible minute I could in the library, trying to find out more about myself and also more about that six-legged creature.

   I can feel him growing inside of me. I know what's happening now and it's excruciating. A part of me wishes I had been kept in the dark while a part of me doesn't. This is for the best.

   I've mastered the barrier, just for the sake of it. I won't need it after whatever happens tonight. It wasn't really hard finding a way of killing me for good. "It's always the fire," Emilie said. And she was right. They are going to burn me tonight, with the Holy fire. And my ashes are to be forever protected because any small remains of me is powerful enough. Not spooky at all right?

   I've also been researching a lot about Dominic. There is nothing much though. Either he does not have anything book worthy or he destroys evidence of all his work. However I have found that 325 year old Nick is one of the first vampires to take residence here. Answers to no one, but Bladnar. Well now he is dead so no one. He is unstable, unpredictable, which makes him very dangerous. Somehow despite all this, Harold trusts him with everything of his. Gets me wondering.

   But my main concern of being here was trying to stop myself from becoming a monster or a monster consuming me. So I
never went very far with that research.

   Emilie bursts into the small library-my home for the past few days. I haven't exactly gone back to the room they allocated for me upstairs. I can't get too comfortable. Everything I want is here.

   "How are you today?" She says.

    "As good as anyone in my position can be."

   She nods understandingly. "Well no more sulking. I'm going to take you somewhere nice. Say a spa or a very nice restaurant."

   "Thanks Em, but I don't want to add that to the things I'll miss when I'm gone."

   "I understand but, Harold's orders. You know you can't exactly say no to him."

    This does not surprise me. Harold is the kinda guy who who would pretend not to care about anything whilst he actually does. He cares for his students that's for sure. And for some reason, he actually cares for me too. Like coming to check up on me the day I wrecked the school. Noone died at least.

    Em keeps telling me it wasn't my fault and I wasn't in control but I know a lot of people would disagree. Like Dominic for example. I haven't seen him ever since he chased me down the stairs and I'm grateful.

    I let Em drag me out of the library. We are headed towards the common room but I really don't care where we are going.

    "Surprise!!" I jump at the scream as I look up to find the common room decorated for a party and all the kids are looking at me.

    There is a huge banner with "HAPPY DIRTHDAY" printed on it.

    "We are celebrating my dirthday?"

    "Don't get it into your head. It's not that you are important or anything. We just can't let an opportunity to party go by." Cat lady says as she walks gracefully and slowly towards me.

   That is besides the point. But how do I explain to them that it's not a normal thing to celebrate dithdays. It's supposed to be a sad event. But if I really consider it. Humans don't celebrate dirthdays because they never know when it will come.  And besides, what's normal about this school.