Chapter 67

Another thing he took careful notice of was that his hand was still near her face and she was... sniffing it? Yes, she was sniffing his hand. He could feel the small amount of wind caressing his skin as she proceeded to inhale and exhale through her nose. The action tickled his skin.

"Selene?" Breaking out of whatever thoughts were going through her head, Selene looked over at Harry who had a mildly concerned look on his face. "Are you alright?"

Selene blinked once, her eyes cleared, then she took in her surroundings. Noticing that she still had Harry's hand in her own, she closed her eyes and took a slow breath before carefully letting it go.

Harry flexed his hand for a moment. It was a bit numb because she had been holding it tighter than normal, but feeling was already beginning to return to it, so he wasn't worried.

Rather, he was more worried about the girl sitting with him. He didn't know what had just happened, but it was not something that had happened before. Was something wrong with her? Or was this a one time thing?

"I'm fine," she told him, her eyes opening again as she gave him a smile. "Just a little hungrier than I expected to be, I guess."

While most people would probably think the comment innocuous, Harry had been around Selene long enough to know her words usually had an underlying meaning to them. Considering her actions and just who, or to be more precise what she was, he had a good guess as to what she was talking about.

"Selene," Harry said carefully, eying the older girl. "How long has it been since you've had a proper feeding?"

Another blink. Selene actually looked mildly startled by the question, but much like the professional at keeping her emotions hidden that she was, she managed to mask the look quickly.

"A while," she answered neutrally. There was a slight shifting of her body in her seat that told Harry she was not exactly comfortable discussing this with him. Because he was human? Maybe. Possibly. "I haven't actually ingested blood for a while, and the last transfusion of it I had according to Perenelle was when she was healing me."

Meaning she had likely not actually fed on blood for somewhere around a week and the last time she had fed was using the blood he had given Perennelle to help her heal. Did that mean she would need to feed soon? Just how long could a vampire last before they needed blood anyways?

"Don't worry though," Selene gave Harry a quick wink, her racy smile back in place. "I won't bite you or anything. At least..."

"Not unless I want you to," Harry finished for her, his voice dry. Selene's smile just grew, but he was not paying as much attention to it as he normally did. "How often do pureblood Vampires need to feed on blood?"

Selene's smile grew slightly pensive at his question. He was apparently stepping into uncomfortable territory again. Still, she answered him to the best of her abilities.

"A pureblood doesn't need blood very often. A glass once every week at most." Almost as an after thought, she added, "but we can also prolong that period by eating anything with a lot of blood in it."

"Which would explain why you've been eating so much rare steak," Harry nodded.

"That's right," Selene gave him a nod. "With all the extra rare steak I've bee eating, I should be able to last another week or so before I'm forced to feed."

Harry just managed to contain his grimace. Forced to feed was a very mild euphemism that did nothing to describe the true horror of what would happen if she didn't feed.

Vampires were a rather odd race of supernatural magical creatures. They lived off blood, needed it to survive. If they went without blood, their bodies would begin rejecting their souls and their minds would induce them into a bloodlust state where the only thing that mattered to them was feeding on something, anything, to get that needed nuritionment.

At the same time, if a vampire drank too much blood, they would lose themselves to bloodlust as well. It was a highly unusual affliction; a vampire had to drink blood within a certain amount of time in order to retain their sanity, but if they drank too much they would lose their sanity just as surely as they would if they did not drink enough. Anymore or less then the exact amount needed would result in the same problem, the vampire in question losing their mind to their bloodllust and becoming a mindless beast.

This would usually end up with them being put down. They would feed and feed and feed and never stop until someone killed them. Vampires who lost themselves to bloodlust were a risk to the entire race and so those who lost themselves were killed before they could go on a killing spree and prove their existence to the entire world.

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