This chapter is dedicated to yingfa07 for not yelling at me for not publishing this chapter on time 3

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It was a week before anything interesting happened at Hogwarts. Ron kept his mouth shut and his head down that is until one morning. The red head walked into the Great Hall for breakfast with an arrogant smirk sitting down beside a quiet Gryffindor, Hermione Granger.

The girl was surprised to see the hufflepuff sitting beside, he even smiled at her! She enthusiastically returned the smile, no one had really tried to get to know her since she's been at the school and it was nice to have someone's attention on her for once.

"Hello, my name is Ron." He greeted holding his hand out to the book nerd. He was only doing this because Dumbledore wanted him to befriend the girl, he's noticed the girl a couple times since school started and he could tell she was just a know-it-all, who overcompensated for her insecurities by over studying and obsessing over classes.

"Hi, I'm Hermione." She shook his hand and they fell into an uncomfortable silence.

"So what are you reading?" Ron asked disinterestedly, he could care less about the girl but if the Headmaster said she was necessary then he would do what was needed.

Not noticing the boys bored gaze she replied excitedly, "Its called 'Hogwarts: A History'. I got when I went school shopping. I thought it would be imperative to learn as much as possible about the school I was going to. Its really fascinating. Did you know that we can't apparate inside the school? And did you know that if muggles look at the school all they see is ruins and a 'keep out' sign?"

Hermione kept chattering on and on about Hogwarts and it was starting to give Ron a headache, lucky for him though Dumbledore cleared his throat and called the attention of the hall effectively shutting Hermione up.

"Students and faculty, I have an announcement to make: While this is quite unusual, we have a late arrival for our school. A new student has arrived so please give a warm welcome to Harry Potter!"

After a moment of shocked silence everyone except for the slytherins and a small group of Ravenclaws cheered for the entrance of the 'savior'. A small boy walked through the side entrance where the first years usually waited to be sorted at the beginning of the school year.

The boy was skinny and had short shaggy black hair. Harry also had sparkling green eyes 'just like lily's'. Which drew the attention of a few people because 'Harry' looked fairly similar to Noctis. They shared the same color black hair, like obsidian, but Harry's was short and messy while Noctis' was long and sleek.

Blaise cooed in Noctis' ear, "Aww Noctis he has your eyes."

It took a lot of willpower for Noctis not to slap the boy. To be honest he forgot that if his aunt and uncle actually had had kids then they would've been his cousin. Harry's and Noctis shared their eyes and their face structure. If anyone saw them side by side they'd definitely question if the two were related.

Dumbledore placed the sorting hat on the golems head and almost immediately the hat shouted, "GRYFFINDOR!"

The Gryffindors cheered, but two red heads could be heard over everyone else, "We got Potter! We got Potter!"

Noctis eyed the Weasley twins, he'd seen them around the school a few times mostly just them getting reprimanded for pranking some unsuspecting student. He was actually surprised that they were in Gryffindor from what hes seen the two red heads would've made excellent slytherins.

Harry walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat beside Ron and Hermione who both introduced themselves to the "Golden Boy".

"Hello there my name is Ron Weasley." Ron holds out his hand puffing out his chest like the name 'Weasly' meant something important.

"Ummm...Hi." Harry replied hesitantly, he didn't like the way the boy looked at him; like he was a piece of meat ready for the eating.

"Dumbledore asked me to show you around the school; even though I'm a Hufflepuff," the boy sneered at his house, "we'll have pretty much the same classes."

"Yeah, cool." Harry murmured disinterestedly, his eyes catching the attention of the book Hermione was reading.

Harry started a conversation with the bushy haired girl about books while Ron fumed beside the duo. As hard as he tried to enter in their conversation, he inevitably kept getting pushed out of it because of his lack of knowledge pertaining to anything that isn't quidditch.

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Dumbledore looked down from his seat at the teachers table at his golem. The boy sat exactly where he wanted him to, unfortunately it didn't look like he was connecting with Ronald as he hoped he would.

For the most part the golem was a real boy, he had to eat, drink, and sleep like any other human. He had a personality, however constructed it was, and he had his own feelings.

Harry didn't know that he wasn't a real boy, Dumbledore had implanted 11 years worth of memories into the boys head. He thought he lived with his neglectful and abusive aunt, uncle, and cousin, which was the story that every one else in the wizarding world was told as to the where abouts of their savior over the years. And he thought Voldemort was an evil wizard that killed his light parents.

Harry's magic came from Dumbledore's; when he was doing the ritual to create Harry he put about a third of his magic into the boy. Although during his testing the boy displayed higher magical capability than he had expected.

He would allow Harry to go about school without his interference, for now, he may need to do some pushing later.

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Hermiones last class of the day is potions with the Hufflepuffs. She had to deal with the Weasley glaring at her at class, especially after Snape made Harry her partner. It wasn't her fault the for once someone actually liked talking to her. She got over the novelty of someone finally talking and she realized that Ron is a egotistical jerk. On the other hand Harry is sweet. He's fairly quiet but he's smart and Hermione is glad to finally have someone she can have an intelligent conversation with.

The class goes by quickly with her and Harry finishing early. Although the class gets a bit of excitement at the end of class when Ron and his partner blow up their cauldron getting boil potion all over themselves.

Almost immediately the boys broke out into boils and the Gryffindor side burst into laughter. At point or another all the first year Gryffindors have had to deal with Ron trying hang out with them and force himself into their groups of friends, so none of them were very friendly with the boy.

Snape sighed from the front of the classroom glaring at Sanguini who was snickering at the chaos from his seat beside the potion masters desk. "50 points from Hufflepuff."

The usually kind Hufflepuffs groaned and glared at their housemate. It would seem that no one liked the red headed boy.

Luckily the boy was spared from anymore punishment because the class ended and he ran from the room as quickly as possible.

Hermione was packing her things when she heard Professor Snape call her name, "Ms. Granger, could you please stay behind for a few moments?"

"Of course, sir." Hermione made her way to the front of the class.

Sanguini was staring intently at her and it made her nervous as to what they wanted to talk to her about.

"Ms. Granger, I know you're a smart lady so do you perhaps know anything about the vampire realm?" Sanguini cut right to the chase with the girl.

"Yes sir, after you arrived I checked out all the books on vampires that the library had." Hermione nodded to the ancient man, cautiously glancing towards her potions professor who was grading essays.

"Do you know what an emperor's heir is?"

"Yes sir, it's when the emperor is getting old and he acquires an apprentice who is trained and is eventually turned into a vampire to take over his position when he dies. Which is actually quiet fascinating in the muggle world everyone assumes that vampires are immortal creatures of the night, but even though you have very long life spans you can actually die of old age at around six thousand years old." Hermione stops taking when she realized that she started rambling, she hangs her head in shame.

Sanguini frowns and tilts up her chin, "Don't ever be ashamed of your knowledge, be proud of it. It's one of the main reasons I chose you to be the next emperor's heir."

"You're choosing me to be the next heir?" Hermione asked with confusion, being an emperor's heir was a very prestigious honor, because of the life span of vampires they were rarely needed.

"Yes, Emperor Rosu is coming along toward his five thousandth birthday this year since the portal is opening in a week he decided to get his heir chosen now. There was a pact between the vampires and all the Hogwarts headmasters that as long as we were able to choose a child to become our heir Hogwarts would always have the vampires as their allies." Sanguini explained to the girl and he saw that she was practically sucking up the words from his mouth.

"So what exactly does being an heir mean?" Hermione asked excited but also a little scared.

"In a week the portal to the vampire realm will open for a day. Emperor Rosu will arrive and after a feast you and him will return to the castle where you will be trained in becoming a emperor one day. You have to know the before you make your decision, if you go the vampire realm you won't be able to return here for five years. The portals only open every five years and once they're shut you won't be able to open them till the next cycle."

"So I don't be able to see my parents?" Hermione asked.

"No but there is a way of contacting them though, you'll still be able to talk to them."

"I think I want to do it, but can I owl my parents about it first?" The young Gryffindor asked the vampire timidly, no longer as excited as the enormity of this choice weighed on her.

"Of course, Ms. Granger. But I would prefer your response in the next two days."