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Dear Prof. Mcgonagall,

I am writing to you with strange news. Over this summer, I have been turned into a vampire.
Hermione demanded that I wrote to you, and tell you all I know, but I've already told you all I can think of. I'll see you soon.

-Harry.

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After I gave the letter to my owl to deliver it, I sat down on my bed. It was Around 11, normally bed time. I hadn't slept at all.

Literally, at all, since I was turned. I watch the sun set and rise, not feeling tired at all.

Could I even sleep?

I stood up, walking down to the kitchen. Surely, I would be able to find something to do? I had read every book in my house, counted everything I could think of...

Fuck it. I grabbed my jacket, pulling it over my shoulders, stepping out the door.

Checking that my jacket had my wand, I walked out onto the road.

I hadn't realized I had been walking for hours until I saw the sunrise. I cast a tempus. 5:38 am.

I looked around. Where was I? I was still in a suburban neighborhood, just not one I recognized.

Looking around, Making sure no one was around, I apparated back to my house. I trudged up the stairs and flopped onto the bed once more.

It was August 27th , and Eighth year couldn't be farther away...

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Sept. 1
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I was going to meet up with Hermione and Ron at King's Cross. Since I had saw them last, I had definitely become paler, and my eyes looked glassy and dead.

I called out to them, seeing them across the station. We boarded the train quickly, getting into a compartment as fast as we could.

"Harry, are you feeling well?" Hermione asked, Looking at me concerned.

"I'm fine, 'mione" I brushed her off, I felt fine. I looked out the window.

"Mate, You look grey."

"Wh.. What do you mean?" I asked, Whipping my head to face them.

"Your skin, it's grey." Ron said.

I sighed. "What next, I sparkle?" (if you get it, shh pretend it was already out)

Hermione laughed, Ron looked at us confused.

"Muggle thing.." Hermione managed.

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After the feast, we were lead to to the eighth year common room and dorms by Mcgonagall. Mcgonagall pulled me aside.

"Mr. Potter, With your... situation, You will have a separate dorm, but if you wish, you may stay with the others." Mcgonagall said, waiting for my answer.

"Ah- It's probably best if I have my own dorm? I'll still be able to use the common room, right?" I answered.

"It's settled then, let me show you to your dorm." She said, walking off.

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The next morning, I sat in the great hall, picking at my bland food.

"Doesn't taste good?" Hermione asked from across from me. I nodded.

"Bland." I said, taking another bite of my toast.

"Bacon?" Ron asked, mouth full of food. I took it.

Nibbling on the bacon, I glanced across the great hall.

"Did you hear Malfoy and Zabini are back?" Ron asked. I almost choked.

"They are?" As soon as I had finished my sentence, the two walked through the doors and sat down at the slytherin table.

Malfoy and I locked eyes. He smirked, then continued eating.

"-Harry!" I shook my head, shaking off my thoughts.

"What, Mione?" I continued eating the bacon.

"You spaced out. Plus, It's time to go." She stood, grabbing her things.

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