An: A little something that came to me, it will follow in much the same vein as my other story 'Divination'. Please enjoy.

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Third year is marked by the presence of dementors and two new additions to the staff table.

When Harry and Hermione enter the Great Hall after professor McGonagall finishes with them there he is sitting at the Head table a stylish eye patch over one eye with hair white as snow and black nailed fingers. His one visible eye sports a red iris and black sclera.

The students can't seem to help but stare at this strange new figure.

There is something decidedly inhuman about him.

From the way he moves, to the way he looks at them sometimes; like they exist only because he allows them to. Everything about him screams the casual inborn superiority of something higher on the food chain.

The way he habitually cracks his fingers is instinctually terrifying and his presence is that of a predators.

He never eats anything and they only ever seem to see him drinking coffee and a mysterious viscous liquid which looks suspiciously like blood.

His diet or rather lack of one leads to whispers about him being a vampire but in the end he is something far more terrifying.

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