Love bites /Weasley twins x reader /

"God there's two of you?"

Sighing when finally watching students file into the food hall the next step was to find the photo. Mother said in the letter it was by the main hall. The closet I was in had a hole in the door for me to watch up and down the hall. just as I was going to open the door there was a creek behind me.

"You're going to get court." Turning around seeing the same guy from a few hours before with his head popped up under the stone floor apart from the wooden hatch that was hidden beneath a rug.

"I've been fine so far." I whispered back looking back out through the peephole.

"If you stay here Filch will find you. This is a normal make-out spot." Glaring at him I turned back. He had a smile on his face chuckling a little when seeing my face.

"And they think I'm hiding around making out with people? I'm here to find one photo to prove my father wrong." Whispering the last bit to myself there was someone coming from down the hall.

"That's Filch. I can help you but if you stay they're going to put you in the dungeons." Weighing my options for a moment I sighed hopping down into the tunnel with him just before the closet door opened. He held my shoulders and we stood close together as footsteps went above us. Staring up at the wood inches from my face the guy stepped closer to me.

"What are you doing?" I whispered out and he cleared his throat.

"Nothing. You have beautiful eyes." Rolling my eyes at him he smirked. "Fred Weasley by the way." Humming I looked up and down at his uniform before crouching down going down the tunnel. "Uh there's no light down there mystery girl, can you see in the dark or something?" Fred might not help me if he seeing my eyes glowing red. Even if he doesn't know what that means. I stopped. "That's what I thought, follow me, sweetheart." Letting him walk ahead of me he walked down the hall turning left and right until he stopped. That's when I saw another him.

"God there's two of you?" I breathed and the pair chuckled.

"George Weasley." He extended his hand for me to shake but I just crossed my arms with tight lips.

"So what are you looking for?" Fred said. They should know where it is.

"Hamish MacFarlan Quidditch team captain, 1954. I need the photograph." The pair gaped at me for a moment shocked about something although I thought I made it clear what.

"You snuck into this school for a photograph?" I nodded just staring at them.

"Yeah. I doubt you'd understand. This photograph will mean the difference between my life ending or..... Look are you going to help me or not?" They looked at one another for a second.

"Yeah sure." George smiled at me.

"If you tell us your name." Scoffing at the pair I sighed, they're standing at the exit and i'd just be wasting time going back the way I came.

"(y/n)." Fred grinned at me extending his hand for me to shake and with great effort I did, followed by George.

"Well (y/n) getting that photograph is probably the easiest thing we'll do this year. Follow us." They hopped out of the tunnel and waited for me to get out. We were just outside the castle in a small courtyard. It was getting dark. Not much time now.

"So how did you land on the ground without breaking your legs? A strength potion?" George whispered at me as we walked down an open hallway connected to the yard. I didn't say anything not wanting to lead them on to something they'll not want to hear.

"George I think the bigger question is how she broke a bat and sent a bludger into the black lake," Fred whispered just before we stopped at a cabinet with Quittatch photographs. "Here we are. 1954." opening up the cabinet I took the photo out of the frame. Seeing him for the first time, he was so happy. Why didn't mum run away with him? We would have been so happy. "What's so important about this anyway?" Fred said leaning in seeing the team, his breath right on my shoulder.

"Oi, I think she's crying," George whispered nudging his twin behind me. I cleared the tear that went down my cheek turning the photograph around. There is was taped to the back, his will for me. This will change everything. We heard a grumble in the distance. The twins behind me went other to the archway to look out. "Thunder?"

"That didn't sound like a storm," Fred said back and I saw the dark mist coming towards the school.

"It's my father. Come on. If he finds you with me he'll kill you." We went to walk away when an old man stood in our way.

"Fred George I see you've added hiding guests to your list of hobbies. Miss Von Stein, professor Dumbledore. if you'll follow me your father will be meeting us in my office, you two head back to your dorms." I'd gotten what I came for, if this doesn't change his mind nothing can. If not change his mind then force him. Glancing behind me the twins stood watching me with curiosity. They didn't know the name. The professor walked in silence for most of the trip until..... "I knew Hamish. Great Quidditch player and a wonderful man before he passed. One the night he disappeared he came to give me a letter for his child. He told me to hide it in the 1954 match final photograph and when someone comes looking for it to lend a hand." He looked down at me peaking behind the glasses he wore. Father was in the office the moment we got there.
Alarick Von Stein. Master of the vampire kingdom of Europe. My Father or so I thought.

I was a half breed, what they hated most. When a vampire has a child with a witch or wizard.