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Head Master
Viceroy von Drac








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At the evenings, the pupils are told to stay in their bedrooms or in the dorms and not run around in the castle.

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Dorm 1A. 2 Spaces availible.
Dorm 2B. Residence for Ivory (2 Spaces left availible.)


Dorm 1K. 2 Spaces availible.
Dorm 2L. 3 Spaces availible.




Dorm 7F. 2 Spaces availible.
Dorm 7G. 3 Spaces availible.


Dorm 7C. Residence for Nathanael and Athan.
Dorm 7D. 3 Spaces availible.

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The room was very tidy. Extremly tidy actually. There were no trace of dirt on the polished floor and the old pergaments laying on the huge desk was completely free from dust.
One of the walls in the rectangular room was just a huge window. At both sides of the window was darkpurple curtain hanging down from the roof to the floor.
The whole room was designed in a very dark and moody way. All the furtniture where dark too. But the room wasn't completely dark. Actually, it was pretty light. The sunlight was streaming into the room from two giant windows. The dark design and the strong light made everything in the room look slightly unreal. As if it was something taken from a old painting.

There was a tall figure standing infront one of the high windows, casting a long shadow on the perfect floor. His hair had a pretty strange colour. In the strong sunlight, it almost looked purple. And the figure was tall, very tall. And very skinny.
Then the face. The face was as perfect as the rest of the room. Nothing too big or too small, nothing deviant. Even if it was the face of a pretty young man, it was something old over it.
The man´s name was Viceroy von Drac and he was the headmaster of the academy he was in. For the moment, he was in his office. In his office in the left tower of the school. He was looking down on the green yard infront of the academy.
It was a wonderful August afternoon to start school again for the pupils. He looked at the youngsters walking towards the school. Most of them were holding a paper and had a deep frown in their foreheads. They were confused over where they should go. There were old faces that Viceroy remembered, he never forgot about a face. And there were new. So many new faces. It made him happy. He adored his students, his dear pets. And it was always so much fun to see new faces. New things to remember.
A small smile appeared on the old Vampire´s lips and he chuckled slightly. "Ah. Is it not wonderful, Drake? So many students this year. The teachers are going to have a hard time. But I believe it will be a most pleasureable year." He said, still looking out the window. Drake, the black raven, landed on his right shoulder. Together with his intelligent bird, he was looking out the window at the yard filled with hundreds of students. He knew that hundreds of them already had entered the building and was now looking for their dorms. They had all gotten the information about their dorms on the paper that had been sent home to them. The information to the vampires was also containing rules about not attacking humans or feeding on them, since that was very bad. The Vampires were going to be granted a few litres animal blood per week each. They got to feed on it in their dorms, so that the humans would not see it and be disgusted or scared.

Some kids on the yard had started to argue. He could hear them yell at each other, and from such a distance too. But, he was Vampire after all. They kids all first graders. A human girl got angry and slapped the human boy that had said something to her, and the boy stumbled back. Same thing every year. Some nervous first year graders started an dispute, but nothing serious. Just as every year.

"Let's hope this year will bring good fortune. And that we will get even more precious students next year." Viceroy said, an he let a finger stroke over the ravens feathred neck. The raven´s small eyes were pure blue, almost as if they had belonged to a human.
Without anyone touching them, the curtains were closed and the room was silently embraced by the total darkness.

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The long, slender finger was running over the wall. The feeling of the rough bricks made the fingertip tingle slightly.
Athan was walking down the noisy and crowded corridor. He was pretty tall and looked much older then he actually was, something he was very aware about. If he met someone new outside of school, he would lie and say that he was 19.

As he walked, his black hair bounced slightly. His hair was covered with sweat. He had walked all the way to the school from the train station. He had missed the last bus. He had walked maybe 3 miles in this warmth with a heavy bag, and now his white shirt was glued to his body. It had been pretty unpleasant, even if the music from his ipod screaming into his ears soothed him. He had been going over all the curses he could, first in his head and then out loud. When he had gotten closer to the school, he had met some first graders. They had gotten scared by his special appearence and the dark voice swearing constantly. As they needed to go the same way as him, they had been walking as far away as they could from him. Athan hadn't been bothered by them, until one of them whispered something about him to her friend. Athan was already pissed, so of course he had screamed stuff like "What'cha glaring at you ******** punk?".

But, he had found the school after lots of screaming at the kids that had been literally running away from him. Wich was...... positive?.
He sighned loudly. How hard should it be to find the right dorm?! He had been walking around through the many corridors for about 15 minutes now. This entire school was like a labyrinth, and he had only seen about maybe about 5 procent of it.
There was a huge number hanging down from the roof when he reached another wide maincorridor. 7. He felt like doing some sort of happy dance because he had finally reached the right corridor, but he wasn't too fond of dancing so he refrained from dancing.
The wide worridor had mysterious paintings hanging on the walls, he could tell that the paintings showed some people that lived several decades ago. Maybe former students? He didn't know. And he didn't care.

His finger was still running along the brickwall. And soon the rough material was replaced by a big wooden door. He stopped, placed his heavy bag on the floor and eyed the door. The text on a sign glued to the door told him that this was room 7A. Athan picked up his bag again and headed forward. He passed room 7B. There was some noise coming out of it. Some Vampire boys was having a eager discussion about something.
The tall boy kept moving forward until he reached a big door with some minor cracks in it. Room 7C. Athan picked up a piece of carelessly folded paper from his jeans pocket. He unfolded the paper that was completely wrinkly. He read through the snirkly text until he found the information he was looking for. Yes, this was the right room.
Athan let his hand slid into his other jeans pocket and he picked up the rusty key he had been given with the envelope from the headmaster that all students were granted. The rusty key looked even older then the door, wich seemed almost impossible since it looked pretty decrepit.
He put the key into the lock and twisted. A small, metalic sound was heared and then the door was easily opened.

The sight that met his eyes made the black haired boy surprised. The room was airy and big. And designed with furniture from the latest decade. The room with two beds, a desk, a bookshelf and two wardrobed was actually really neat. Athan couldn't think anything bad about it. It was such a contrast from the rest of the old-fashioned school. Athan picked out the earphones from his ears and tossed his Ipod on the bed closest to him. He inhaled the fresh air in the room, it wasn't any dust in the air here. It was actually really nice, not too warm either. He guessed that there was some sort of aircondition in the room that was hidden behind one of the ugly paintings hanging on the wall.

Athan could tell himself that his roommate wasn't here yet, maybe he wouldn't come at all. THat thought made Athan hopefull, maybe he was going to be granted a own room after all?!
A small smile appeared on Athan's thin lips. He dropped his gray bag on the bed covered with blue sheets. He was going to change his shirt, the one he was wearing now was soaked with sweat. He unbuttoned the black buttons on the white shirt while still eying the room. When he was done, he pulled the shirt of him and tossed the soaked cloth on the bed. Then he grabbed the zipper of his bag and opened it. He wondered if he was going to wear. Well, actually it didn't really matter. He didn't have any lessons until tomorrow anyway. He decided that he should unpack tonight or just listen to some music or maybe find some cute girls to flirt with. Or maybe some boys?
Still shirtless, he began to look through his bag after something nice and cool. Maybe he could wear that black one with the two safety pins? He wondered where he had put it. He began to rip the clothing out of the bag as he looked through it after his shirt. Some socks and a pair of black jeans landed on the floor and the rest was spreaded out on the bed.
Aha! Now there the shirt was!