Willow || Cedric Diggory

A Guessing Game

Rey have been helping Neville with their vampire essays for the last thirty minutes. The boy nodded every now and then when he received an answer for the questions he asked towards Rey. Rey didn't mind helping his friend at all, as he already done said essay. Neville vented to him briefly before they hit off the assignment.

"I don't really understand. He acted weird towards me when I asked him to help me with this, kept switching up his words. You know, as if he was trying to avoid me. Am I really that bad?" Neville was in the verge of tears when he reached the end of the sentence.

Rey, who knew why Harry tried to avoid him due to his intention to snuck out to Hogsmeade, quickly eased Neville down. "You know, if people fell from that high up, there's a chance that they would get some problem with their brain right? Could've been a minor case of memory lapse. You do know it well that Harry won't treat you badly right, Neville?"

Rey felt bad for lying at his friend, but at least he was being sincere about the part that Harry won't treat Neville in a bad way. He was glad when he could see Neville's face lighten up a bit at the mention of that. Rey felt the knots in his stomach were gone in an instance. He thanked Merlin when the boy's mood lightened a little, for Neville was always being made fun of by people for being bad in magic. At least the boy need a break... At least he would realize that he has friends that won't make fun of him for once.

The two of them went on and on for the next hours discussing vampires. Rey's mind always drifted back towards the vampires back in Canada. If he remembered that right, there should be more than one court of vampires scattered throughout Canada. Two? Three? Fourteen? Rey couldn't remember the exact number, but he was sured that there were more than one.

It was rare for those courts to live peacefully together. Last summer, his parents had to rush back to the ministry due to a clash between two rivaling vampires. The clash, from the words of his mom, was caused by a slight disagreement on how would they manage their own territories once the crimson court was formed.

It was confusing, the court systems, he figured. Rey could only hope that the vampire courts would just be able to live in peace from now on, as there was already enough vampire wars in North America to make him dizzy just from reading them. Though whenever he read about those books, or about any vampires in general, Rey couldn't get one particular vampire from his head.

'Ugh, why do I keep thinking about Count Acheron. I know he got the looks, but he's one hell of an annoyance.' Rey groaned internally.

Count Acheron is the leader of the Enoch Court, whose territory pretty much resembled modern day British Columbia. The Enochs were as unmoving as the rockies, but Count Acheron is a prodigy for his court. The count was one to cracked jokes in the most unfortunate and dire situation, too talkative for an Enoch, and easily fascinated by humans, both magical and non-magical alike.

Did Rey mention how the vampire was like... 136 years old or something, but still hot and single? Probably not that hot in Rey's eyes, but the Count was still inhumanly handsome for someone who was that old. He got it, he was a vampire, being all eternal and beautiful. But still, the count was handsome enough that he should always put on a full-face mask whenever he would attending parties or he would ended up being chased down by a herd of hungry ladies. Rey felt bad for the vampire whenever he showed up at his family's annual New Year Celebration, but not enough to forget about his annoyance.

"Hon hon hon, Isn't this the little human munchkin?" Yes, that was what the count would say to him everytime he saw Rey. Not to mention the cheek pinchings that would follow every single time.

Groaning internally, Rey was saved from the need of stressing out by Harry. Neville have already finished his essay and thanked him briefly before leaving for his dorm. Rey urged Harry to sit down while rubbing his temples. The black haired boy at once ranted on and on about him to replace him during the final.