A Crimson Howl.

For some reason there was this restlessness in his heart and mind. Something was wrong somewhere with someone close to him, but he didn't know how it was that he felt this or even why. Most of his care for those around him were gone, only maybe two people were left that he cared about. Evalyn and Rise. His encounter with Evalyn and the werewolves was something was troubling him. Her sudden transformation when he was in trouble amazed him, Veela's were definitely something else, he liked them and they amazed him. He really liked the girl and he hoped he would get to know more about her as time goes by. But today there was a horrid feeling in the air and he wondered what it was, and for some odd reason he smelled blood around him... could it be that the smell of his blood and the werewolf's blood mixing had penetrated him and it was now there forever? What a farce, something like that was impossible and he was stupid for just thinking like that.

However the scent of the air in the Hufflepuff boys dormitories, a pitiful scent that he felt came from him more than from those around him, was somehow suffocating him and he needed to get out. Another sleepless night it seemed, he just hoped there wouldn't be any danger where he was headed this time. The Forbidden Forest was always full of surprises but he was ready for them. No doubt that with his luck he would find another werewolf that would want him dead because of his being a vampire. But this vampire had gotten stronger, and even if he was only allowed to take control of this boy's body if he was in danger, he would definitely be able to show his strength. And the last thing he would do was hold back any said strength, though in case his power was outwitted his wand was still with him. Still in it's same place as that same night when he was in the forest with Evalyn before the werewolf attack. It's funny how his memory always went back to this, to the attack, and to the girl's change even with her fear of those creatures.

Not wanting to get caught by the Prefects that were surely still out, Ryo decided to travel in the trees. He leaped from tree to tree once he was outside and continued on his way further into the forest. He hadn't planned to go further than what he had already traveled but once he was in there something in him wouldn't let his leg stop and he was forced to continue further and further into the forest until the castle was out of his sight and a simple movement wouldn't reveal it to him. The further in he went the thicker the air grew with the scent of a... werewolf. Is this what his body wanted? Is this why he wasn't allowed to stop when he wanted to? Wait, his body didn't want this the vampire did. Why was he so curious about these creatures? He was supposed to despise them, was he not? He didn't get it. Soon something came into his view and he immediately knew it was the werewolf that had attracted the vampire within him. The scent coming from her was strong and it was hard to miss the fact that she was one of them. But he kept his distance, even though the vampire wanted to get closer, he remained hidden in the shadows of the tree that wasn't so far away from her, though he knew that his scent would soon give him away. He watched her silently, waiting for her reaction when she sensed him.

Maybe it was a good thing. Maybe it was good that he was covered with the scent of blood, at least now his vampire scent was covered up. Only if he revealed himself would anyone know that he was a vampire. A sudden instinctive movement from the vampire caused him to take a small step forward, making his whereabouts known, at least if the person below was paying attention. The vampire really wanted to get close to his person. Unknowingly, his eyes narrowed quickly and began to focus on the female that was now aware of the scent of blood that he was somehow carrying. His wound must be giving that scent off, of course it wasn't healed completely yet, the full moon hadn't been that long ago after all. But it still didn't make sense that he had the scent of blood following him now, he knew that he wasn't the only one that sensed it, of course the other vampires in the school sensed it, and the werewolves of the school had to have sensed it as well. Maybe that was also why he had not wanted to go to classes or even walk out of the Hufflepuff common room.

The narrowed eyes that were now locked on the girl suddenly began to change color. But it seemed his emotions were mixed up and the color was not clear now. It seemed to be a very dull red now, anger and sadness. What could have possibly brought these emotions up? Anger at what? At who? He didn't feel angry, maybe his heart was angry at something or someone. But what about sadness? What was that about? Though he didn't realize it, there was a great deal of sadness in his heart. There were many things that triggered the sadness to come into his eyes, his family, friends... love. He was sad that his family ignored him, and he sad that he had distanced himself from his previous friends. Especially from the third year girl who understood him completely. She was wise and strong for her age, but still naive in a way. Finally he was sad about the emptiness in his heart that was to be consumed by love, love from someone. But it was sad that he was so confused that he doesn't know that this person is always in front of him and his attraction toward her is more than the vampire inside him would want it to be.

The dull red his eyes showed remained there, even after his mind was brought back by the female's words. They were also still narrowed and were even remaining locked on her figure. She spoke loudly, wondering about the scent of blood that, now that he thought about it had quickly spread out and had been captured by the trees and wind in someway, and he couldn't help but smirk. He could tell they were the same age, different house and definitely different personalities. But the vampire wanted her... well he wanted to be near her. What the hell? Why? He hated werewolves, what was so captivating about this one? Was he finally getting used to the fact that werewolves and vampires don't always have to fight? But why with this one? The vampire could've easily done something like this with Rise or with someone else, right? Suddenly his eyes narrowed more and it even seemed that they had gone blank. He remained standing on the branch he was on and he reached his hand out to the trunk of the tree to keep his balance, balance that was giving out already.

His legs finally gave out from the lack of balance he suddenly seemed to have, and he was forced to sit on the branch where he had wanted to remain hidden. His legs dangled from the tree making him very visible unless someone was blind. He figured that he might as well speak since she would eventually see him when she turned in his direction. He sighed, making a slight 'hmm...' noise before he realized what the werewolf had said. This caused him to give a slight chuckle before he spoke to the girl. "I thought that was what we were supposed to say." he stated simply, giving a slight shrug before he continued. "Guess it's catching on with other races as well." he laughed from the shadows of the tree where he was now seated. Though his legs were visible the rest of him was still pretty covered up.

The sudden happiness his laugh caused made his eyes start to turn back to their normal color, though the red-ish color still remained. The side where his injury was suddenly started to sting and Ryo found himself clutching that side of his body tightly. Of course that pressure wasn't going to help the pain he felt but if it was going to start bleeding the pressure would at least keep it from tearing open again for a while. He wondered why it would start hurting now since it hadn't bothered him that much since he had been hurt. He was also wondering why this the wound hadn't healed yet. Usually any wound he would receive would heal pretty fast , but this one hadn't. He wondered if this is why the vampire was so curious about this werewolf. Although he hated them and everything, Ryo didn't know much about them, and it seemed the vampire was wondering if the wounds caused by werewolves to a vampire wouldn't heal fast because they were caused by another magical creature such as they were.

"What's a cute girl like you doing out at this time?" the vampire asked before the boy could stop him. He pretty much knew that it was because these types of creatures liked being outside during the night, or most of them did. Just like most vampires, they liked to be outside during the night more than the day. At least the sun wasn't out during the night and caused their day, or night in this case, to be ruined because the sunlight was too strong for their bodies to handle. That was one of the reasons the boy hated being a vampire, he had to hide from the sun most of the time. He would never be able to enjoy the warmth of the sun and the fact that he was always cold didn't help his wanting to be a vampire any more than not being able to be in the sun. He looked up at the moon as he thought about its difference with the sun and he just stared at it for an extended amount of time, his mind wandering further and further away from real life into his memories again.

The vampire smirked slightly in the shadows as the female below questioned what he had said. "True. But that is not a commonly used term for your kind." he said, raising an eyebrow, that she of course could not see. A thought occurred to him as he looked at her from the shadows that covered his upper body. Thinking back in all his years of being at Hogwarts he hadn't really met many werewolves. Of course he had seen plenty of vampires in the school. He had even heard that the population of vampires outranked that of the werewolves at the school. At first he hadn't known if he should have been happy about that or not, but of course the vampire had been rejoicing which caused the boy to believe that it was a good thing that they outranked the dogs in the school.

He stared at the girl's face and he decided to show his face to her. Besides he just didn't want to stay in the tree any longer. Although he thought that the impact of him with the ground would cause his wound to open or something. But he just wasn't going to stay in the tree forever, better to get off now he guessed. So he took a deep breath and clutching his side with his injured arm he leaped from the tree onto the ground beneath it. He landed crouching down with one of his hands extended out onto the ground covered with snow to hold himself up, before he lifted himself up all the way. Ryo moved his bangs out of his face with his hand quickly before he looked at the girl again.

Her answer to his question made his smile. It seemed his comment didn't affect her in anyway, that was good. He hated when girls would blush and not be able to look at him once he made a comment like that to them. Her answer seemed to somewhat please him as well. "Well it seems that the night is the companion of all creatures minus most humans of course. They're all probably fast asleep by now." he laughed softly at his own comment.

He laughed slightly at what she said. "I never it belonged to only vampires. I could care less if you wanted to use it or not." he told her simply. Other vampire would probably challenge her over that simple phrase, which made them seem stupid. It was just a stupid saying, there was no need to fight over it, though some vampires thought that it was theirs alone and no other race was supposed to use it. "Use it all you like, as long you don't say it to another vampire who will actually care about you saying that." he smirked at his own comment.

He still didn't get why werewolves and vampires had to fight all the time. He really hadn't thought about it in a while, but for some reason this girl made think about their ongoing fight. What exactly were they fighting about? Dominance over something, or were they really just that stupid? Even being a vampire he really didn't understand what went on that caused this never ending fight between the two races, and he really didn't care either. Maybe that was why his family ignored him most of the time, maybe that was why they put all their attention on his sister, Sayuri. She, unlike him, cared about the fight, and she pretty much knew why they fought. Any time she came into contact with a werewolf she would pick a fight with them, and even though he had witnessed it plenty of times he never did anything to stop her, just because he didn't care if she got hurt or not. In fact, if she ever did get hurt he would just tell her she deserved it for being so stupid.

As she stared at him, he returned her stare with a blank and distant look that pretty much showed that he was in his memory, and that his guard was dropped. That was something that was pretty much rare with Ryo, he was always on high alert when he was around someone, especially when he was around a werewolf. The vampire within him was always making him stay like that because he didn't want to risk becoming one of them. Though right now the vampire was on high alert, but the boy was off guard and deep inside his memories of being ignored by everyone in his family except his human aunt. Though after a few minutes he heard the girl speak and he came back from his memories, but his stare stayed the same. Her comment made him smirk, though he didn't say anything back to her. He merely stood there, with his back up against the tree.