Hello to whoever read this story!! So again i don't own anything & i thank you for reading this stupied story of mine BTW isn't Vlad just beautiful?!☆
Vlad was bored.
His father was yelling orders at Ranfiled while his sister was out shopping. He didn't know what to do, should he go out or read one of his books? Ha such hard choices to make, he sigh.
In the end he decided to go out to the nearby village, Hogsmeade or something, after all it was rare that his father agreed to leave Romania, and he really wanted to look around.
As he was walking he heard whispers "it is him" "the boy who lived" "Charles Potter",he didn't cared much and kept on walking towards the village.
Charles was bored.
His father was at work & his mother was at the local library. Should he go out or go over to the Wesley's? In the end he decided to go to Zoko's joke shop, to see if he had some new stuff.
As he walked to the village he heard people whispering about him & he sigh, was it really that hard to get out without being stared at? He thought.
Just as he made it to the village, he saw a black haired boy, who seemed to be a few years older than himself, looking around in wonder. "Hey" Charles called the raven haired boy whose pale green eyes locked on his hazel ones."hey" the boy muttered "are you new? I don't think I saw you here before" Charles said, a grin growing on his face, "I am, name's Vlad, what about you? " the bo-Vlad asked, does he really doesn't know me? Charles wondered feeling amazed & energize that he could get to know someone without him throwing himself at Charles' s feet. "I'm Charles. So Vlad, want me to show you around?" He asked.
Vlad was didn't know how to deal with the breather named Charles. On one hand, he was curious & wanted to look around and have someone who knew the village with him would surely be helpful but on the other hand, he refused to have the disgusting breather around him more than he had to.
Ha choices choices.
Soo
I hope you liked it♡
Em.. well it's longer than the previous chapter. .
Well I don't have anything else to say so bye-biee
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Teen FictionWhen he was five the Dark Lord attacked his parents and little brother,Charles. When Charles is named The-Boy-Who-Lived, Harry is left on the cold streets of Romania, where a family of vampaires Magda and Count Dracula along with their eight years...
