The New Clan Of Nimlad

Summary of the 8 last chapters:
Lena Dumbledore, a 18 years old girl from the muggle world, one day has a vision in her sleep, and dreams that she is bitten by a vampire of the name of Harry Potter. She happens to see the very same person the next day, on her birthday. This is where the story really starts. Several things happen in the same time this day: first she gets her dead mum's diary; which she doesn't understand, and a very old and beautiful necklace. The one thing she gets from the diary is that her grandmother died giving birth to her mother, who died giving birth to her.
She then meets Harry Potter and have a conversation with him, in which she learns about the Wizarding World, and her supposed relative, Albus Dumbledore. A few days later, they meet again in the wizarding pub in Diagon Alley, which she can see, proving she actually belongs in the wizarding world. They however get in trouble, after Lena has a vision of Dumbledore getting murdered while touching Harry. They flee the nasty Slytherin group, as well as the Order, and seek refuge in Gringott's bank.
They attend Dumbledore's will with the goblins, and meet Aberthford Dumbledore. The Will precises that Harry, and the young woman accompanying him, are to inherit the Dumbledore's Family Vault, in which they go down. Meanwhile, the Order of the Phoenix starts wondering about Harry's whereabouts, and who is this young lady who was with him during the fight against the Slytherin and Dumbledore's will.
Lena and Harry find out that Lena is Dumbledore's grand-daughter, by her mum, and meet two people in the vault, and wake up the next day both vampires, bitten by these two people, who happen to be the last vampires of the Nimlad Clan, which disappeared 1000 years ago. They were put in a deep sleep, knowing that, thanks to a Prophecy made by Rowena Ravenclaw, they would be awoken some 1000 years afterwards by a girl who, when bitten (by them), would become the Founder of the new Nimlad Clan, a young woman which blood would be royal as she is an heir (I am not telling any more, this is one of the important parts). This woman would be along with a young man who they would bite as well. These 2 young people would be the Founders and would reactivate the lineage of the Clan.
Once the shock is over, they go up in Diagon Alley, try to have some tea, but discover some weird business in the café, and while trying to flee, get in the way of a furious Severus Snape, the murderer. The worse is that Harry seems to have lost his wand magic, as he can't do spells or anything. The all run for it and Apparate away with Harry. Apparation is made possible as there is no need for a wand. The go directly to number 12, Grimmauld Place, where Lena gets into a sentimental moment.


You took my heart
Deceived me right from the start
You showed me dreams
I wished they'd turn to real
You broke the promise
And made me realise
It was all just a lie

Sparkling angel
Couldn't see
Your dark intentions
Your feelings for me

Fallen angel
Tell me why?
What is the reason?
The thorn in your eye

I see the angels
I'll lead them to your door
There is no escape now
No mercy no more

No remorse 'cause I still remember
The smile when you tore me apart


Within Temptation,
Angels

Chap 9: Betrayal


'The only little tiny detail they had forgotten in their plan was that Snape knew as well of the location of the Order of the Phoenix, therefore, it had not really been a hiding place anymore... But I had followed them anyway. I had wanted so much to learn some more about my grandfather, this man who was world-widely famous, for defeating, I had read, a dark wizard, and for being the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I had wished so much.. to see him, but his death had prevented that. And my father as well. Because of him, I had never known of his very existence... until then. Everything had started to change, I had felt it. I was a newly born Vampire...


But I didn't know that yet. So when we Apparated in front of an old creepy building, in a let down neighbourhood, I really thought everything would be alright. Harry recovered first. As for me, this new way of travelling was definitely not in my top 10, and I had to lean on the nearest wall to make the sick feeling that had overwhelmed me stop. But Harry pulled me by the arm near the left side of the building, and whispered in my ear:
-"Can you see it ? Number 12 ?"
I had a look, and whispered back:
-"No."
He looked bothered. He approached his head from mine, and muttered:
-"We're in deep trouble. Snape will be here any minute now. We have to get in."
I thought for a minute, and said:
-"Well, you could get in" I started, showing the wall, " and try to get us in from the inside. Maybe someone's in there." I finished. Harry looked at me, and nodded.
He had a word with the vampires, and got near a peculiar area of the wall, lifted his hand in the air, and opened an invisible door. Before he closed it, he had one last look at me, and I thought I saw a flicker of annoyance for a moment, but then he smiled and vanished. And I knew that it meant everything would be, finally, alright.


About 3 minutes after, I saw the invisible door open again as Harry got out, alone. His face was blank. He was holding a piece of paper. He gave it to me silently, and I read: "The Order of the Phoenix holds its Headquarters at 12, Grimmauld Place, London. The deputy Secret Keeper, Minerva Mac Gonagall.".
I didn't have the time to say anything as he pulled me forcefully, his face icy, towards an old house that I could now see, while calling the 2 vampires after him, and without a word, pushed me in. Immediately after we had arrived in, someone locked the door behind us with a spell, and slipped away.
The first thing I registered was a horrible, high-pitched scream that was filling the air. Harry took out his wand, and pointing it at the portrait up the door, said in a cold voice:
-'Silencio Portrus'
The shout suddenly stopped, and the tone of his voice overwhelmed me, down to the very tip of my toes, making me shiver. It was so cold, calm and scary. Powerful. Apparently, his wand magic had come back entirely. i didn't know if he had been that powerful before, but... I then got aware, when I stopped staring at him, of all the people that had got out of different rooms of the ground floor. There even were people in the staircases, looking down at us.

A first group was by the kitchen door: an old, serious looking witch with green robes, a short, plump lady who looked quite fussy and vain, her husband next to her, I presumed, a young woman with bright pink hair, looking positively surprised, and a tall man in black robes.
Another group was out of a sitting room, I could see some sofas behind them. There were twins, red headed and excited, a middle-aged man with shabby robes, holding a wand.
The last group was on its way down the stairs. They were about my age: a red-headed boy, very tall, a dark wavy haired girl in robes, and another girl, who I thought was the boy's sister. She was very pretty: long, dark red hair, freckles, and a determined face. Actually, the longer I looked at her, the more I thought her face showed anger. And I was right, she was the first to speak.

-"HARRY POTTER! HOW DARE YOU DISAPPEAR LIKE THAT, FLEE THE ORDER AND COME BACK A WEEK LATER LIKE NOTHING'S HAPPENED !?" She yelled, while everybody looked.
She went down a few more steps, her hands in fists, until her face was at Harry's level. Her gaze was hard and furious, I saw Harry swallow. The girl lifted her hand, and before he could say anything, slapped him on the face. With this, I saw red. They all acted as if I wasn't there, or more like it was worse that he had taken someone else back home. A stranger. This wasn't really Harry's fault, and he was big enough to take care of himself, for God's sake! He didn't need another girl. He shouldn’t have allowed her to hit him !
I lifted my chin up, and moving between Harry and the girl, I pushed her backwards with the palm of my right hand, not so gently.

-"Don't you dare touching him again !" I warned her. "Do you all condemn him for something he had no choice whatsoever in doing ? What kind of people are you ?? We might as well go back out !" I finished yelling, and watching carefully every face to see if my words had any impact. They did.
The other girl, the dark-haired one, went down the stairs, and while helping the first girl up, said:
-"We were all very worried about Harry! Anything could have happened, and he did promise to take us with him, so we wondered..." She finished, whispering to Harry and me.

-"Mister Potter, it is good to know you're back. Now we should hold an Order meeting immediately. Will the members please go to the kitchen.." Said the old witch with the pointy hat and green robes. "Hello, I am Professor Mac Gonagall." She added to me.
Many people started to move, while the witch said to Harry:
-"We will need your presence here, Mr. Potter."

-"Professor, I have information for you, but she will need to come along." Harry replied, shrugging his left shoulder to show me.
The 2 girls on the stairs had retreated a few stairs up, and were looking at Harry with a disgusted look on their faces. The teacher looked from Harry to me, and weighting her options, nodded, turned around and left.

The hall was now empty, except for us, the 2 girls and the brother up the first floor, watching.

-"Ginny, Hermione, I'm sorry, I don't have time to explain, but it's very important I go to this meeting. It's about... Dumbledore." He finished in a lower tone, checking no one was there.

-"Dumbledore ? But Harry ..." exclaimed the dark-haired one, looking from Harry to me, not understanding why I was there.

-"After the meeting, Hermione !" He cut, smiling at her.

I stayed silent. I was still angry at this girl, Ginny, for what she's done. Plus she was obviously jealous. Why, I didn't know.
Harry's eyes met mine, and we turned around, off to the kitchen.

***

We were met by several eyes staring shamelessly at us. Well, I should say, staring at me. I looked at the floor. I didn't know any of these people, and felt incredibly out of place. Harry sat in a chair near the fireplace, and I followed him, sitting on his left. On my left was the young witch with pink hair. I smiled shyly at her, and to my relief, she grinned widely at me, and said in a hush voice:
-"Hi, I'm Tonks !"
-"I'm Lena." I answered, grinning as well. We shook hands, and the Professor stood in the middle of the kitchen, looking serious. The meeting was starting.

-"To our relief, Mr Potter here is back again, safely in Headquarters. I believe he has much to tell, seeing as he came back a minute ago chased by none other but Severus Snape, the traitor, and accompanied by two persons, and this young lady, who if I'm not mistaken, attended the will of our beloved Professor Dumbledore as well. The two persons are currently waiting in the sitting room on the ground floor. Harry please, stand and explain." She said.

Harry swallowed again, and giving my hand a small pressure, stood up.

-"Well, err, a lot of things have happened in these few last days. It started.., it started when I met Lena. Lena is someone very important to me, and to us."

-"Why ?" Someone asked.

-"Because she is Albus Dumbledore's grand-daughter." He replied bluntly.
The room exploded in shouts and exclamations.

-"How is that possible ?" The tall man asked.

-"It's impossible !" Someone else replied hotly. And everybody started talking and shouting again.
I stood up.

-"It is possible. My full name is Lena Anna Dumbledore, daughter of Clark Valdiste, who is a Muggle, and of Anna Dumbledore, who was Albus Dumbledore's..."

-"Daughter. Yes, Albus had a daughter, who died aged 20 something, along with her new born baby! " Finished Professor Mac Gonagall.

-"No ! The baby lived, and it was me ! I don't know who told you I died, but.." I said.

-"Albus did. He told me that day on Anna's funerals. She had died with the baby." She said, sure of herself.

-"Well, it's not true. As you know, I inherited Professor Dumbledore's family vault, and we went down there with Lena. We found a tapestry: a Family Tree, Professor. That's how we found out she was truly Dumbledore's heir." Harry said.
I sat down again, as Harry continued.

-"But that's not all. Lena is.. of royal blood. She is the heir of Rowena Ravenclaw's young sister."

-"Ravenclaw's young sister ? But she turned dark, didn't she ? Harry, what are you talking about?" The middle-aged man asked.

-"Professor Lupin, you have to believe me! Just ask the 2 people who were with us when we came in. They know all about it. And Ravenclaw's sister didn't turn dark. She created the first clan of Vampires, and was their leader. The Lady. She was not dark."

-"Does that mean Miss Dumbledore here is the heir of the Nimlad Clan as well ?" Asked the first man.
As he said that, everybody turned their head towards him, and started muttering. I could hear words like 'vampire', 'dark' or 'finished' popping there or there.
-"But the clan was destroyed !" I heard someone say. But the noise had covered his voice.

-"Lena was, like me, the object of a Prophecy. A much older one though, as it was made by Rowena Ravenclaw, a thousand years ago. She was a Seer. I think Lena got the gift as well..." He added, thoughtful.

-'What ? Don't tell them !' I thought violently.
But Harry kept going:
-"Yes, Lena is the heir of the Nimlad clan, and, thanks to the two vampires accompanying us, she is the new founder of the New Nimlad Clan of vampires. The Prophecy said that the first heir of Rowena's sister would reappear in a thousand years, a young lady of royal blood, and that if bitten in Dumbledore's vault and accompanied by a Chosen One, she would be the next Lady, Founder of the New Clan of Nimlad."

-"And when Harry and I went down in the vault, we were put in a lethargy for a day and were bitten by the two vampires we found down there. Both Harry and I are vampires now." I finished for him.

The audience was deadly silent by now. All were staring at us, with doubtful or dark look on their face. I knew Harry felt somewhat vulnerable now, and I felt bad for him. I just hoped they wouldn't judge us without knowing the whole story. I took his hand in mine, pressing hard, so he would know I was with him, always.
But Harry just looked around, defying anybody to say anything.

He looked down at me, and while staring directly in my eyes, let go of my hand.

Like I was the guilty one, like it was my fault.. but he wouldn't touch me. To this, I felt very let down, and sad beyond measure.
So Harry didn't trust me now. I had turned him into a vampire, and he accused me. Even if he knew perfectly well it wasn't my fault.
Or was it ?
I bent my head, looking at my shoes, and put my hands in my lap.

The rest of the meeting passed in a blurry, I had dozed off, thinking and blaming myself for how things had turned out. When I listened again, Harry was telling them about the possibilities his new position offered. People were standing, chatting with each other, or arguing. Lupin was talking with the nice woman, Tonks, just next to me, and without meaning to, I heard them.

-"I've got to take Harry to the Ministry for Magic tomorrow, he has to take his Apparition test. Apparently, he Apparated here this afternoon, but he was very, very lucky. His first time ever, with someone else in his arms, and 2 vampires following the track, it's a miracle he ended up in the right street at all..." Said the grey-haired man.

-"Yeah, he's a lucky chap, he is! I just hope he 'll come willingly tomorrow. With everything that happened, he might want to avoid the Ministry. They keep bothering him."

-"Yes, but he must come. Otherwise it's not legal, and as he's not going back to Hogwarts, I'm afraid he won't care anymore about the Underage Magic Law. He'll be in even more trouble with the ministry!"

-"You try and persuade him to come. I'll arrange an easy way to come and to go back so he won't meet... bothering people. Ok ?"

-"You do that." Finished Lupin, and bending even lower, as he was standing and she was sitting, he kissed her lightly on the lips.

I quickly turned my head straight, feeling a bit uneasy. They were together! But he was so old, compared to her! I didn't have the time to think it over, as Professor Mac Gonagall called the meeting to an end. People started moving to the kitchen door, and I didn't really know what to do anymore. Harry was angry with me, home wasn't safe, and I didn't have anywhere else to go to. I felt very lost, and was on the verge of crying.
Molly go near me, and taking my shoulder, said in a kind voice:
-"Come, dear. You've had a tough day, I'll settle you in one of the 2nd floor rooms, they have just been cleaned." she said, leading me. I followed her up, too tired and shocked to take anything in anymore, and she closed the door behind me.

I tried to take the beautiful dress off, but couldn't. The straps and things to undo were on the back, and I couldn't reach them. I fell heavily on the bed, crying my exasperation. Why was everything against me ! But as I was going to cry even harder, I heard a loud pop, and a bizarre creature appeared next to me. I was too tired to be shocked be its shape or look, and listened, silently sobbing, to its small talk.

-"Good Evening, Miss Dumbledore, I'm Dobby the House-Elf, I was asked to help you undress and get to bed, Miss, let me help you ! Please don't cry, Miss, don't cry..." He squeaked, and patted my arm gently.
His voice was nice and kind. I stood with difficulty, and allowed him to undone the many straps. He took it off, with my shoes, and hair clips and, well, everything, so I was just wearing my underwear. He snapped his fingers, and a white, old fashioned nightdress dressed me. He pulled the sleeping sheets while I got in, and put them back up to my neck. He switched off the light, and probably vanished, but I didn't hear it. I was already asleep.


But my worries had only been starting... The news had shocked everybody, and I had immediately known it would take a long time to make people change their minds about vampires... I had started to realize that the path I had chosen was not an easy one. Being a vampire was great, fun, I was young, but I had yet to realize that youth didn't mean anything anymore, that immortality was a much deeper concept than just staying alive forever... And what was yet to come was going to make me change my mind... about everything. After that, I remember I had wished to be the girl I had once been, I had wished to die... but I knew I couldn't anymore. I had not that choice anymore. And my new perfect condition hadn't seen so bright...

I was dreaming of something empty, when my interior voice warned me of something. Something to remember... I awoke in a start, and sat up in bed. Harry. I had to warn him that Lupin would take him to the Ministry today, willingly or not. I didn't feel very inclined to do it, but knew I should, so I stood up quickly, and in a daze, opened the bedroom door and walked down the stairs to the 1st floor, where I knew Harry would be sleeping. The light was very weak, the sun wasn't even up yet, but I felt I had to find Harry. It felt very chilly in the corridors of this old house. The stairs were covered in dark purple velvet, and the walls made of old dark wood were full of pictures and paintings, I noticed while going down as fast as I could, due to the hurry and the cold.

I wasn't very well awoken yet, and did the first thing that came to my mind in order to find Harry. I opened all the doors one after the other. Cupboard, bathroom, empty office, and... ah: a bedroom.
I tried to figure who was in the room, as it was very dark, but couldn't. So I walked directly to the curtains, and pulled them a bit open to see. 2 boys, around 20 years-old, with red hair, were fighting against the light, and one awoke a bit, looking at me with round eyes. I pulled the curtain closed again, and exited the room. I did the same to the second bedroom, only to find this girl, Hermione, sleeping in her bed very deeply. The other bed was empty.
To the next room, which was just before the staircases going to the ground floor, I opened the door, but found it lit by the gentle light coming from the window, curtains opened. It was a kind of study room, with velvet walls, a piano, a desk, and... 2 people in the doorway of another door, leading surely to another room. I couldn't see them very well, as it was a bit dark, but they were very close, and talking.

So I entered the room completely, as silently as I could. I found I didn't make any sound, surely due to my new vampire abilities. I peered another look, and stopped dead in the track. It was Harry, and Ginny. She was talking.

-"Harry, you can't do that to me again. You made promises. You swore. You promised to love me. And I, you. I don't care if you're a vampire. I love you." she was saying softly, touching his right cheek with the tips of her fingers, leaning against the doorway. Harry was holding her other hand, palm against palm, and looking at it. He said nothing. She continued.
-"I don't know how it happened, and how Lena got mixed up in this story, but you and her being vampires doesn't mean that you have to... that you have to be together. I don't see why you should. It's got nothing to do with it. You just happened to be bitten together!"
At last, Harry's voice went up in the air, soft and strangled.
-"Ginny, it's not all. Lena wasn't bitten because of me, because she was with me. I was bitten, because I was accompanying her, even if the vault was mine. She chose me, unconsciously, and made me hers. Ginny, she is a vampire Queen, now." He finished, his voice a bare murmur...
Ginny looked at him, her eyes round, and squeaked;
-"A... a queen ? What do you mean a queen? And you... you.. she.. you can't be hers !"

-"She accomplished a Prophecy. Her prophecy. She is the heir of a very powerful vampiric clan, the Nimlad Clan, and their new Founder. She is to start this Clan again, as it disappeared several hundred years ago. These vampires aren't evil, Ginny. They were created by Rowena Ravenclaw's young sister. Lena is her heir. She is royal. She needs me to do that, she wasn't even aware of the Magical World two weeks go. Who am I to refuse her? For all we know, she doesn't even have magical powers yet. I respect her, and WILL honour her, Ginny. I'm sorry. I never, ever, wanted to hurt you, I ... I loved you... I..., I love you. Please, don't make it more difficult..."

Ginny's hands were now both held by Harry. He was shaking, and her hands were shaking. In a movement, without knowing who did the first move, their heads were pulled together, and their lips touched lightly. There was a small pause, when none moved, unsure, forehead against forehead, when Harry pressed his lips hard on hers, kissing her like his life depended on it. She kissed him back immediately. His mouth opened a bit, and the kiss got deeper. It was passionate, their hands were holding each other's body. Ginny's nightgown slipped from her shoulders, and fell silently to the floor.
Her hands were now in Harry's hair and neck, pulling him closer, and Harry's arms had sneaked around Ginny's waist, in a very tight embrace, clinging to each other. Harry slowly broke the kiss, and just hugged her close; I could see Ginny's reflection in the shiny surface of the piano, her eyes blazing, and her arms up in the air, holding nothing. Harry didn't have a reflection any more.
This was what snapped me back into reality.

I was shocked beyond measure, and stood there staring at them, half hidden by the door.
I stared, and stared again, completely still, as if the scene was a painting, a painting of this elegant room, with people completely still, in the soft light of the morning sunrise...