On the run from her own mistakes, the headstrong vampire Lux Erzsebet has been drawn out of her seclusion through a promise from Albus Dumbledore. He dangles before her an offer of safety and freedom from the dangerous vampires who seek vengeance on...
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October 2nd, 1977 ✦ Hogsmeade
"You're going to love it here," Sirius repeated for perhaps the tenth time as Lux trailed at his side, following the swarm of students on their way to Hogsmeade Village, which was a mile or so west of Hogwarts. "Trust me, there's about a hundred different shops. You can get anything that you can imagine. There's this sweets shop I really like, they've got the best chocolate, Remus loves it — you like candy, don't you?"
Not saying a word, she shook her head, and his jaw dropped.
"You're kidding! How can you not like candy?"
"Are you forgetting that she doesn't eat?" James jumped in from where he was behind them, Lily at his side. They'd been mid conversation regarding something Lux had been drowning out, focusing on Sirius and his rambles.
"Right," Sirius sighed. "How could I forget?"
"I eat," Lux argued lamely, shoulders stiffening when they all gave her looks. "What? I do!"
"Literally when?" James asked, an amused smile dancing on his lips.
She shook her head, but didn't answer the question.
"Right, no sweets shop then." Sirius clicked his tongue. "Anywhere else that tickles your fancy, Luxie? Today's your day."
Another shake of her head, this time more determined. "I wouldn't know where to start. I don't know shit about Hogsmeade and what they've got."
Sirius thought for a moment, long and hard as their pathway made a sharp turn that soon bled into Hogsmeade. Lux could barely contain her shock at the multitude of shops that came into view, everything appearing vastly different from the other, with their own purpose separate from whatever was next to them. Hundreds of people, be it Hogwarts students or Hogsmeade natives, swarmed the streets, all consumed with their own conversations and tasks.
