Revenge With A Little Purple

[Hana Asakura]

Hana felt a deep surge of satisfaction. It was perfectly planned and completely flawless. She didn't care what her victim would say to her, he deserved it. After having to be Alucard's slave for a day Hana took immediate action to get back at him and it was surprisingly easy to do so. All she needed was a galleon, a couple of insults, and a Slytherin first year who was willing to obey her commands (with a little persuasion). She had no regrets whatsoever and wouldn't turn back the time to change it. What was done was done, and if Alucard had a problem with the color purple, it wasn't her problem.

Hana made her way to the Great Hall, smirking evilly while doing so. She had finally been able to get a good nights sleep and had a wonderful dream involving Alucard in a pink tutu.

"Why so happy, Hana?" asked one of her friends. She hadn't told anyone why she was obeying Alard and had no intention of sharing her deal. She smiled brightly, trying not to look too guilty.

"I've got Muggle Studies to look forward to this afternoon." she lied. Hana loved muggles and they had inspired her to take Muggle Studies. She was totally fascinated by their inventions and even asked her parents to buy her books of them. Hana remembered the first time she asked her parents permission for her to join a soccer competition. She was awarded with strange looks back then, but they soon adjusted to her weird antics.

Hana did have an uncle and an aunt who were muggles and she bombarded them with questions about things such as microwaves and batteries. Hana was the oddball of her family, and went to any lengths to found out more and more about muggles. She would even throw away her wand and pretend to be a muggle herself for a few weeks until she fully understood their ways of living.

Hana could not keep that evil grin off her face as she poured some tea for herself. What she didn't know as that she would soon experience the familiar feeling of guilt...

[Alucard Demonata]

Alucard dumped his wet towel on to the ground, his hair was slightly dry, small drops of water padded against his long sleeved shirt. He walked out of the Boy's Lavitory and meandered down to the moving staircases. A few girls glanced his way and giggled, Alucard watched them curiously. What were they laughing at? As he gracefully hopped off the last step of a staircases and spun around to catch the next one moving his direction. Kyo, the world's most unbearable Ravenclaw appeared next to him, slapped a hand on his shoulder.

'Nice hair, man!' He said, 'Always thought you'd never do something about your hair... Blonde hair always gets boring after a while.'

Alucard clenched his teeth and looked at the Ravenclaw, "Light brown."

'What?'

"My hair color is light brown." Alucard figured that because his hair was wet, it looked darker than it originally was. And people mostly mistaken his hair as blonde, Alucard sometimes got too lazy to correct them or himself and considered it blonde.

'No, it isn't.' Kyo said, crossing his arms with a sly grin on his face, 'Or did you forget about going to the Hair Stylist yesterday or something?'

What the hell was he talking about? Alucard hadn't stepped out of the castle the day before. Was Kyo stupid or something? "He must be..." Alucard thought to himself as he glared at Kyo from the corner of his eyes. But the Ravenclaw continued to speak about how Alucard really should have gone to do his hair earlier in the year for a fresh start. The whole time Alucard's eyes pinned on to his neck, he wanted to throttle the idiot, choke him and throw him off the stairs... then at night search for his body after the professors removed it and drink his blood.

'-and that's why I think purple hair is good on you.'

Purple what? Alucard touched his hair, it was still wet and pinned to his head. "What are you talking about?" Alucard asked coldly, the Ravenclaw just laughed. Couldn't he spit it out. The staircases appeared ahead of them and halted for everyone going down to the Great Hall to catch. More students behind Alucard were whispering about something that had to do with hair. Too angry to even listen to them, Alucard marched down the remaining steps and raced down a hallway when he passed by a mirror.

Alucard was lucky, the mirrors is Hogwarts were charmed for the students that were vampires so he could see his reflection in them. He looked at himself... it was the same face... same old glare, same deathly pale skin... same long hairstyle but something was different.

His hair.

His hair was purple.

Alucard began to swear viciously in Hungarian. He tugged at his hair. A few Slytherin girls passed him by told him that they liked it. But he didn't. In fact, he hated it and he knew who changed his hair color.

"Hana..." Alucard growled quietly to himself as he strided into the Great Hall. He saw in the sea of Gryffindors. He halted behind her and grabbed her shoulder, "What the h*ll did you do to my hair, garbage?"

[Hana Asakura]

Hana was busy trying to explain the use of airport security to her friend, Krystal. She too took Muggle Studies, but had trouble keeping up with all these inventions the muggles came up with. Hana had no problem with this, she felt happy to explain over and over again since she never got bored of what Muggles did. Hana loved Muggles, and didn't care one bit whether people made fun of her for wanting to be a muggle, just to try out what their lives were life. She'd be more than happy to trade places with a muggle for a few months...

"Safety reasons...you know how it is with muggle terrorists, those guys never take a breather..."

"Well, yeah but doesn't it take up a lot of time to check those bags and hand in their identifications and all that?" Krystal asked timidly.

"Safety first Krystal. Safety first. It's better to be safe then sorry-"

Hana was forced to cease her explanation when someone grabbed her shoulders. She didn't even have to turn around to know who it was. She knew perfectly well who it was. Alucard. Hana peeked over her shoulder to take a look at his hair, and she saw that purple was definitely not his color.

"What the h*ll did you do to my hair, garbage?"

Hana suppressed the urge to snicker like the rest of Gryffindor who had taken one look at his hair and burst into laughter. Hana could barely answer over the roars of laughter as she herself tried not to join in.

"I don't think purple's really your color...you should have tried blue maybe..."

Hana lifter her hands and took of his hands on her shoulder. They felt uncomfortable and were beginning to ache. Hana didn't care about Alucard, he deserved it, and whether she was going to get detention for giving Alucard a makeover she really couldn't care less. Hana waited for him to explode.

[Alucard Demonata]

The Gryffindors' laughter echoed throughout the hall causing other houses to glance over in their direction and a couple of the people snorted into their porridge. Alucard turned around to glare at everyone of them with pure rage. "I'm going to feast on all of their blood, if they do not shut up." Alucard thought to himself, somehow, they all got the message, stopped laughing and quickly looked the other way. A couple girls who had complimented Alucard for his new hair color had now miraculously changed their minds and thought that Hana was a total slut for ruining their bunny-boo's precious hair.

'Alucard!! Honey, what happened to your hair?' they screeched as they came running towards him, chests in the air with arms flailing behind their shoulders.

Like things couldn't get any worse for Alucard.

"I don't think purple's really your color...you should have tried blue maybe..."

"Keep your crap jokes to yourself." Alucard demanded, his words as chilling and angry as a major ice strom. His sharp, elongated nails dug into Hana's skin, he was hoping that she'd bleed from it and he could tear her apart with his fangs... and send a point to all the idiots in the Great Hall- Don't f*cking mess with an angry vampire, especially Alucard. Apparently, it was beginning to hurt Hana because she had ripped his hands from her shoulder.

The bimbo-headed Slytherin girls all swung their arms around Alucard, their super-human grip crushing him.

"Let go of me!!" Alucard said as calmly as someone in a situation like this could. There was still a hint of impatience and animosity in his voice, he snarled and narrowed his brown eyes at them. He didn't need their sad attempts to be sympathetic right now, he had better things to do.

Alucard lowered his head, keeping most of his face hidden by his bangs. With a smirk appearing across his lips to surpress killing anyone in the room, he spun on his heels and marched out of the Great Hall. Students that were walking down the corridor behind him to get some breakfast had stopped and took a good look at the once light brown-headed Slytherin.

"F*ck everyone else." The nosferatu thought viciously as he lowered himself down to lean against a large tree, resting his head against the trunk. He was still to pissed off at everyone else to think of a way to get back at Hana.

[Hana Asakura]

"Alucard!! Honey, what happened to your hair?"

Hana flinched as she heard Alucard's Slytherin Sluts shriek at their precious playboy. She tried not to groan with disgust but found it hard as they started to fuss over him, grabbing every inch of him with their dirty hands, each of them trying to get a little bit of him.

"Keep your crap jokes to yourself."

Hana looked indifferent for a moment. This wasn't her problem, she didn't have to do anything about his blasted hair. Maybe pink would have been a better color? Much more humiliating for Alucard but Hana decided against it and decided to go for purple instead.

"Pink would've been a better choice...much more macho in my opinion." she told him, looking at everyone who were trying to hold their laughter in. Someone snorted so loudly that Hana jumped in surprise.

"Let go of me!!"

"Can't a person eat in peace?" she asked irritated.

She didn't bother saying anything else after that. He was way too busy keeping his fans at bay and Hana was delighted to hear that they wouldn't cut him some slack with the sympathy. She suddenly heard his footsteps fade away and turned back to her breakfast, ignoring his anger. Alucard could go drown himself for all Hana cared, she didn't want anything to do with him anymore. After Alucard vanished she was immediately surrounded by a lot of laughter and giggles as she tried to answer every question at a time.

"How did you manage to turn his hair purple?"

"He's going to have that hairstyle for a mighty long time!"

"Did you see the look on his face? Priceless!"

"They're going to go on about that one for weeks! He won't be able to get a moment of peace and quiet! Serves him right!"

Hana was hardly listening. She was starting to feel something at the pit of her stomach, but she couldn't put her finger on it. Was it sadness? No, that couldn't be it. Hana snapped out of her thoughts when her friend shouted at her.

"We're going to the common room to have a little party, are you coming or what?"

She shook her head, eyes downcast. "No. I want to go for a walk...I'll be there in a while..." she said, her voice losing it's amusement. Her friends looked at each other, then left silently. She gulped down the last of her tea and swung her bag over her shoulder, lost in her thoughts. Many cheered after her, yelling compliments and clapping their hands, while she received glares and looks of hate from the Slytherin table. Halfway through the Great Hall she met up with some of Alucard's fans, they stood there stupidly trying to look dominant with their hands on their hips.

"How dare you to that to Alucard?" one of them said shrilly, making Hana's ears hurt.

"We're going to hurt you very much if you don't fix his hair!"

Hana looked bored, not really listening to what thew were saying to her. "Yeah, cool, you do that." she said sarcastically and walked past them, catching a glimpse of disbelief on their heavily made up faces. They looked like clowns with all that makeup, and it made Hana choke just to get a whiff of how much perfume they bathed in.

Hana made her way outside and breathed in the fresh air. Alucard meant nothing to her, absolutely nothing, She couldn't care less whether he was in pain or agony, it was his fault in the first place! If he stopped acting like a stuck-up bastard then maybe non of this would have happened. Was it really her concern whether he got humiliated in front of the whole school just for looking like a total imbecile? Hana huffed angrily and curled her hands into a first. She hesitantly reached a hand into her pocket and took out a bottle full of blue liquid. Hana made it just in case Alucard tried to do something to her hair and she found it useful for certain situations involving hair dye. Hana shook it slightly, watching as the droplets splashed inside of the bottle.

She felt the familiar feeling of remorse and regret for what she had done to Alucard. Hana may have been the type for sweet revenge and dealt with those who had shamed her, but she was merciful and soon gave up on the feeling of sweet satisfaction for revenge. With mixed feelings she thought about whether to leave Alucard's hair the way it was now or turn his hair back to the way it was before. She grit her teeth as she caught Alucard sitting near a tree looking totally ticked off.

Hana narrowed her eyes and approached him, her hands on her hips ready for battle. "Look, if you want to get that stuff out of your hair then cooperate with me and you might survive." she told him, eyes daring him to snap back at her.


((DONE! Sorry if it sucks!))

[Alucard Demonata]

The smell of the crystal waters, the scent that the breeze carried through the trees, the wind rustling in the thick grass... everything seemed so still. The anger that was raging in Alucard's chest was screaming but it slowly began to die out, with every long breath that the blonde took, the calmer he got. Eyes closed and lips slightly parted, Alucard's lanky mass was supported by the fresh-scented bark, his head thrown back lazily. Hana could get stuffed for all he gave and the students in Hogwarts could all suffer the concequences of their actions when night fell and his fangs pierced their necks.

Never in his entire school year had anyone ever dared change Alucard's hair color, let alone even talk back to him the way that Hana treated him. Except for one person that Alucard pushed into the back of his mind, burying their part in his life under a thousand other memories. This year was the most humiliating year of all, everytime that Alucard met Hana, havoc ensued and not to mention, that Alucard suffered the embarrassment that he had felt when the Gryffindor called Edward had jumped on his back in the middle of Breakfast.

Life was too short and Alucard had better things than to deal with Gryffindors who didn't know where their place was.

A familiar scent travelled in Alucard's direction, immediantly his thin, glaring eyes shot up and bore into the figure that was moving towards him- Hana. Couldn't that girl leave him alone? Didn't she have OTHER things to do rather than coming after him to turn his skin red to match his mood? How delightfully, peace apparently wasn't on Alucard's schedule today. Every time, the Gryffindor moved closer, the rage within the vampire strengthened. It was a pain to deal with people like this but unfortunately, when attending a school infested with losers and totally imbeciles... Alucard couldn't help but attempt at denying that he'd have to face them once and a while.

Finally Hana reached him and the feeling of annoyance worked it's way into the Slytherin's anger.

"Look, if you want to get that stuff out of your hair then cooperate with me and you might survive."

Alucard didn't need telling twice, not even a single insult escaped his mouth. The point was Hana was the one who made the purple concotion that was now dried in his hair but she was possibly the only one who knew how to get it out. Besides, Alucard would rather have her get rid of it than run off to a professor. If he had chosen that, he'd be in their office right now continuously explaining how he'd just found out his hair was purple after bathing, it'd take them forever to find a solution and they most likely would not believe him if he accused the brunette Gryffindor that was now hovering over him with her hands on her hips.

"Shut up, just tell me how to get rid of this sh*t in my hair. Or I'll be certain that I've drained you of your life." Alucard threatened, licking his fangs carefully as he tilted his head to gaze emotionlessly at the lake. What a little b*tch, she was going to get it right after she was through with his hair. Alucard wander up to his feet with complete glibness.

((You could have made life a WHOLE lot easier, if you just told me that you finished your reply, lol. ))