Vlad was not amused.
He did not expected a toad in a horrifying pink dress, a dress that made Ingrid gag, to interrupt the headmaster's speech.
The she-toad was talking to them like they were idiots, with a way too sweet voice, a voice that sent disgust shivers down his spin.
Seriously, who the hell let her become a teacher?
Anyway, after the she-toad finally, finally stopped talking bull$h*t, they were sent to bed.
He and gis sister shared a good night smirk [yes, a smirk because their Draculas and that's just what they do] and went their separate ways.
As Vlad followed the rest of Slytherin house to their dorms, Vlad saw the anguish pain on his supposedly 'brother's face, he knew it was because of him and he held back a dark grin.
While his sister and father loved to inflict physical pain, he and his mother specialized in mental and emotional manipulation and pain.
He absolutely loved the pain he was causing Charles with his mere present.
Oh this place was going to fun.
And done
Not mine
Bye-biee
- WD
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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...
