Harry Potter and the Heir of Slytherin

I wondered if she knew that I had used a very similar but much more long winded and wordy argument against Perennelle the night she and I met (though perhaps I should call it the night I met her since she was pretty much unconscious except for that one instance where she woke up). If I had won that argument, I would have never rescued Selene in the first place and we never would have. She would have been dead.

It was almost funny how life's coincidences sometimes worked out.

"Well... alright," I conceded. I could have argued further, but that would not have gotten us anywhere. Selene was surprisingly stubborn, and I just didn't care enough to keep arguing when I know she would just argue back. Better to just concede and let her give her gift. It would save me the hassle of arguing over something so pointless. "So, what is this gift?"

"I have two gifts," Selene admitted. Now I was intrigued. "The first is ―"

"Lady Selene!"

At the sound of Selene's name being called, she and I both jerked our heads in the direction of the voice.

Coming towards us were two people I had never seen before, women. Vampires. I could tell right away. Their skin was pale, as if this was the first time they had ever stepped foot into the sun. Their eyes were much like Selene's, not in the color, Selene's was silvery blue while theirs was a pale green, but in the glow. They looked like sisters, with the same blond hair, same tall and elegant stature, even their facial features were nearly identical with the only difference being that the one on the left had her eyes shaped a bit differently.

Their clothing was surprisingly normal from what I had been expecting from vampires. Maybe it was because I only knew Selene, but I had been expecting that other vampires also enjoyed wearing ridiculously expensive clothing. What these two were wearing shot those beliefs out of the water.

Of course, saying there clothes were normal did them no justice. They were not normal by any definition of the word. They just didn't look like they cost thousands of pounds for a single article.

The one on the left was wearing an all black business that covered her from the neck down. Everything except for her head was hidden. She was even wearing gloves. The girl on the right, however, was wearing something I could imagine some hillbilly from the states would wear; a white button up shirt that was several sizes too small, ending just above her solar plexus, and tied together by the ends just under her very large breasts, leaving a sizable gap that allowed me to easily see the inner sides of her breasts. Wrapped around her well defined hips was a checkered mini skirt that did nothing to cover her legs, and halter top shoes that gave her about four inches over the other girl. She was wearing her hair in pigtails, while the other had her's done up in a tight bun behind her head.

"Therese! Jeanette!" Selene exclaimed in shock, her eyes widening. I raised a single eyebrow.

"You know these two?" I asked. It was a rhetorical question, but Selene answered anyways.

"Their servants who work for my father. I wonder how they found me."

"Oh Selene!" The pigtailed woman squealed as she ran forward. Selene barely had time to stand up before she was engulfed in what looked like a back breaking hug.

No really. I think I actually heard Selene's back crack, though it could be my imagination. I hoped it was at any rate.

"Oh~ I'm so happy your safe!" The woman was gushing as she squeezed the life out of Selene, who she had picked up off the ground, the younger vampire's feet now dangling several feet above the sidewalk. "When you didn't show up at the check point we feared the worst!"

"Ugh... hurk..." Selene looked like she was struggling to speak. "I'm... pleased to see you... too. Now, Put... me... down!"

The blond woman in pigtails did, allowing Selene regain her bearings. That was when the other female walked up, her hands on her hips and a no nonsense attitude about her person. She reminded me of Professor McGonagall.

"And just where have you been?" Selene looked sheepish, but the woman didn't give her time to answer. "You've had everyone worried sick. The entire coven is in an uproar and looking for you! Why didn't you head to the check point like you should have?"

"They caught me."

The two girls sucked in a breath at the same time.

"Did they...?" the one who looked like a hillbilly started. Selene shrugged.

"They tried."

"How did you escape?" asked the other one, the one wearing the business suit.

"I was rescued," at this, Selene smiled and quickly grabbed onto my hand, pulling me from my seat where she proceeded to wrap her arms around my arm. "This is my amore. He rescued me from the mercenaries who managed to track me while I was on my way to the checkpoint."

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