Chapter 1 – I changed

(This is after Harry defeats Voldemort and Hermione was checking if there are more injured or dead people.)

HERMIONE POV

I didn't have time to think. I didn't know that this would change my future. Change me. A girl was covered in blood, and I wasn't selfish enough to ignore it. As I showed my back, a Vampire bit me from behind; it felt like every part of my body was burning. Sanguini pulled the vampire off me; he was one of the few vampires that stood on our side. I wailed in agony, I was able to feel it, I was dying. Sanguini carried me away to his house in the forbidden forest, and I was locked in a room while I was enduring the pain, I didn't fight just to be dead bitten by a vampire. After all, I fought a bloody Dark Lord. I fell unconscious, unable to notice that three days passed.

I opened my eyes and felt relief. I was alive, but it felt strange. My heart wasn't beating, I was cold as ice, and my skin looked very pale. Then, I craved for something I didn't know. Fire was building from deep down below, I had to do something. I paced around the room and looked at the door. It was locked, and the door was made out of steel. But this craving was making me insane. And strangely, I felt like I was powerful enough to break the door. With all my strength, I pushed the door, and it just fell. I saw Sanguini surrounded by many cows, pigs, and chicken. Obeying my instincts, I sunk my fangs deep into them. As I slaughtered all the animals that Sanguini brought, I slowly returned to my senses. Sanguini spoke, "You might be surprised at the sudden change Hermione. But you are now, a vampire."

"A what?"

"I think you already figured out what you turned into."

I couldn't believe it. A witch turning into a vampire, THAT WAS SIMPLY IMPOSSIBLE!

"But I never heard or read about a witch or wizard turning into a vampire."

"It's because all die during the process. I never thought that you'll make it alive."

My tamed wavy hair went down to my back, and I had become beautiful. Where ever I went, I was able to acknowledge man goofing over me. My eyes were golden, and my body was curvy, the kind of body all women will envy even if I was a bit short. To admit, a lot short. My freckles had disappeared, and my face was completely flawless. But the scar on my arm didn't heal. I guess it was because the dagger was enchanted. I had to drink the potions created by Madam Pomfrey once a week to stop twitching. It was the bloody side effect of the curse. PTSD didn't help too. I didn't sleep, so I didn't have bad nightmares anymore. But when I saw something sharp, like a pair of scissors, I went through a huge breakdown.

When I first became a vampire, I couldn't believe it. I didn't fight all those years to end up becoming a vampire. All the others were happy, in peace. And I was the only one completely left out. I begged Sanguini to kill me; I knew that I was unable to commit suicide. But he did not. I just owled Harry to take good care of Teddy, since I was his godmother and Harry was his godfather. Simply stating I was going to travel around the world, I visited many muggle and wizarding communities with Sanguini for a decade. The blood of magical people tempted me stronger than the blood of muggles. It was obvious. I couldn't return to the Wizarding World. It was time to just live with it, five years had passed and I was able to control myself from the thirst.

One day, Sanguini spoke to me cheerfully,

"Hermione, I want you to go to America. There will be a small town to live in, Forks. My dear friend Carlisle also survives on animal blood, and has five other vampires, except for his wife, as adopted children. I want you to settle there, and join his coven."

"I have no reason to refuse, but where should I stay?"

"In the Cullen's house."

"That is ridiculous; I have enough money to buy a house. I have money given from the ministry."

Because I was considered a war hero, a large portion of the money owned by the pureblood families of Voldemort's followers became mine. I was quite rich.

"But Esme made it clear that becoming a member of the family means that you need to stay in the same house. There is a spare room, and I think Esme simply wants to decorate it. She's obsessed with interior, and loves children. The motherly figure. It will be much better living with their coven when you want to remain as a vegetarian."

"But…."

"No buts. Just keep your ability as a witch kept hidden unless you trust them. The Volturri is not aware of your change, and once you are known, they will try to…. scout you. Probably, it won't be done in a friendly way."

"When should I leave?"

"In a week. Change your money into dollars, and buy some muggle clothes and a trunk. You will be apparating."

"Understood."