The werewolf and the vampire killers

Trigger warnings: slightly graphic(I mean it's kind of moderate. It's all information on wiki) serial killer talk

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"Are you a werewolf, Professor Lupin?"

The man stiffens at the question. He doesn't meet the gaze of the thirteen year old girl sitting across from him, but he can still feel her fixing those blue-green eyes of hers on him. It's in the same way he's seen her stare at everyone during classes ─ as if he's a puzzle she's determined to solve. "Er ─ what gave you that impression?"

"Well, for starters, my father is making Wolfsbane over there." The girl points with her pen (a pen, not a quill but a muggle's pen) at the figure hovering over at the next table over. If not for the steam rising from the cauldron he's working from, or the occasional chopping of ingredients (Lupin is, in part, worried he's going to wind up stabbing him with that knife in a minute), or the air of hostility looming in the room, one wouldn't even know he was there. He's working without a word, but Lupin can still sense his dark eyes glaring at his back (he is most certainly going to stab me, he thinks).

"And you seem to be here waiting for it." Nina points her pen at Lupin now. She, unlike Lupin, doesn't seem to notice her father's sneers at the other man. "And I'm not sure why you'd be waiting for it, unless you were going to take it. And the only reason you'd be taking it is if you're a werewolf... unless of course you have some odd mania for it?"

Behind him, Snape makes some sort of noise ─ it might have been a laugh disguised as a cough, but Lupin is sure the other man is incapable of laughter. Nina, however, bears no sign of humor. It seems to be a serious inquiry. "Erm ─ yes..."

"You have a mania?"

"No, no," he says quickly. "I'm... I'm a werewolf."

"Oh." He's not sure what reaction he'd been expecting. Screaming, demanding he be fired on the spot, running away in terror always seems to be a go to for people, but this is almost lackluster. Furthermore, he is thoroughly unprepared for what comes next, "When I was five I told the students here at the time that my dad was a vampire."

The grin forms before he can stop it. "Did you?" Snape is definitely going to stab him now. Lupin just knows he has to be seething with rage, but then he makes no effort to stop his daughter from relying anymore embarrassing information. Though, this might be because the girl switches topics rather quickly. Not because she's embarrassing her father, though; in fact, it seems as if she's completely oblivious to any discomfort she's created.

"I had them convinced that we were from Transylvania and that my dad's real name was Richard Chase and mine, Elizabeth Bathory ─ who, if you don't know, are both muggle serial killers nicknamed after the fictional vampire Dracula. He's The Dracula Killer and she's Countess Dracula. But he's also called The Vampire Killer and The Vampire of Sacramento, though he's only killed six people. Her body count is over six hundred."

Lupin isn't sure this is a fact he wants to know, but the girl keeps going. "She gave her victims severe beatings, and she burned and mutilated their hands. She also bit off the flesh from their faces, arms, and other body parts ─ some of which are from not so fun places, if you understand what I'm alluding to. Chase also partook in cannibalism... And necrophilia."

Lupin struggles to find his voice for a moment. There's a troubling elation in the girl's tone when she says this, as if this is the most exciting thing in the entire world and everyone should be interested in it. "That's...very graphic." He glances behind him at Snape. Has he been teaching his daughter this sort of thing? If so, what other inappropriate topics has he been feeding her with? He has always been known for being fascinated with the Dark Arts, even when they were themselves in school. Is he teaching her Dark Magic? Surely he wouldn't be grooming his own daughter to be a Death Eater as well? What would be the point? He was gone, wasn't He?

"That's not the worst of it. Chase was a hypochondriac. He thought, at times, his heart stopped beating and that someone stole his pulmonary artery. He also thought he could absorb vitamin c by holding oranges to his head, and he believed his cranial bones had separated and were moving around so he shaved his head to try and watch it happen. When he left his mother's house it was because he was under the impression she was trying to poison him. He was a little mad."

"Just a little?" Lupin asks. He's not sure if he should be instigating this, but it feels rude to completely shut the child down. In any case, her father is standing right behind him with a plethora of sharp objects that can be used to kill him in an instant if Remus does anything to offend the girl.

"Well, I say a little," the girl goes on. "But that's an understatement. His room mates tried kicking him out because he was always under the influence of alcohol and muggle drugs, and he walked around in the nude all the time. But he refused to leave, so they left instead. After that he got really insane and started chopping up and eating animals raw. He thought it would keep his heart from shrinking. The muggles even institutionalized him in a psychiatric ward after injecting a rabbit's blood into his veins, and he drank the blood of birds and dogs while he was there too."

Remus is, in part, glad the girl doesn't stop for a response, evidently caught up in her excitement. He wouldn't have known what to say to all that. Who knew muggles were just as mad as those sent to Azkaban?

"They let him out after a while," Nina's voice still carries all the enthusiasm in the world as she continues her little lecture, "but that turned out to be a mistake on their part, because his first murder was on December 29, 1977 ── well, his first human murder anyway, the muggles don't count the animals. The victim's name was Ambrose Griffin, a fifty-one year old engineer and father of two. Chase did it in a drive by shooting with a gun, which is a muggle weapon in case you don't know."

Nina makes a face, somewhere between a grimace and a grin with her next words, as if thinking, it's horrifying but oh so fascinating! "On January 23, 1978 he broke into Teresa Wallin's house and shot her three times. She was three months pregnant at the time." Remus is foolish enough to hope that's where the story ends. It is not. "He had intercorse with her corpse while also stabbing her with a butcher's knife. Then, he removed her organs, cut off her nipple, and drank her blood. Also, for some inexplicable reason, he shoved dog feces down her throat before leaving."

Remus stares, mouth agape. What else can he do? He can't leave until he has the wolfsbane... Which seems to be taking an awful long time to get prepared. Is Snape purposely being slow that Lupin has to sit and suffer through this? Maybe he's getting amusement from the way these... Vivid descriptions make him squirm.

"On May 8, 1979, he was convicted of the six murders. The other inmates were so weary of him they tried talking him into suicide, which is actually did eventually, on December 26, 1980, by over dosing on antidepressants that he'd been hoarding. He was a real nutter right up until the day he died; he was afraid of Nazis and UFOs. Something about muggles and aliens, I don't know." She shakes her head at this, as if that is the strangest part of anything she's been saying throughout this entire conversation. "He used to say that unlocked doors were an invitation into his victim's homes, while locked doors were a sign to keep away. You know that whole thing with vampires and needing to be invited in. Personally, I think he's much creepier, given how recent his crimes were compared to Baghory's, but she's very insane as well."

Oh no there's more, Remus can't stop himself from thinking.

"Bathory let her victims freeze and starve to death. Oh, oh! And the victims were also burned with hot tongs and then placed in freezing, cold water. And they were covered in honey and ants. Bathory was suspected of cannibalism, which is probably how she got the nickname the Countess of Blood and Countess Dracula; and also probably how the rumor started that she bathed in the blood of her victims in effort to remain eternally youthful."

"Blimey..." He's not sure which is more disturbing: the facts or the thrill in the girl's voice. It would be Snape's daughter who gets excited over violence and death wouldn't it? The father in question still gives no indication that the girl's ── for lack of a better word ── interest is troubling to him; from the expression he's wearing as he continues preparing the wolfsbane, Lupin might even assume he's heard all of this before. He doesn't look put off in the slightest. Lupin supposes he wouldn't be, the things he's seen and done himself. In fact, it seems more likely he'd be encouraging this type of behavior. (Then again, it's not as if the girl is planning on doing any of this herself, she's just rattling off facts. Everyone does that, don't they? Still, they're rather disturbing facts...)

"Yeah," Nina says. She gives no hints of noticing Lupin's worries, seeming to be under the impression that he's enjoying the horrifying facts as much as she is. "She was not a very nice lady. Some people speculate that she was trained by her family to be cruel, even though there's not much evidence to support the theory. But muggles can be very adamant about their beliefs. They say she was taught by family members involved with what muggles think witchcraft is and Satanism ─ which is, I think, the opposite of this other muggle religion called Chrisanty."

"Right..." Lupin doesn't want to judge, especially since, even after everything that had happened during their school days, her father still agreed to prepare this potion for him ── that is if he isn't planning on poisoning it. (One of his friends not only murdered his other friend alongside a bunch of muggles but also got another and his wife killed at the hands of you-know-who himself, so maybe Remus isn't the best judge of character anyway). Still, he can't help thinking a girl her age should not know this much information about violent killers.

"I think they have a snake in Christanty too," says Nina. She still sounds elated, though not nearly as enthralled as she had been when talking about murder. "He had wings until they cut them off."

"Is that right?" He was just glad they were moving into a slightly less disturbing topic. At least, for the moment. He had only been conversing with the girl, a few short minutes but he's already sure she, searches for ways to circle back to serial killers. Behind him, Snape, still, doesn't seem at all put off by the graphic knowledge in his daughter's head. Of course he wouldn't.

"Yeah. Then, he told a naked lady to eat an apple and she and her husband got thrown out of a garden for it." She makes a face here. "I'm not sure why that's a sin, though. I mean, what's this God fellow got against fruit?"

How has his being a werewolf turned into this? 

She rambles about muggle religion for a bit, which leads to magical religions, which leads to magic in general, and thus wizard and witches, which ── of course ── leads back to magical serial killers. That would be bad enough, except the girl brings up a subject neither Snape nor Remus himself are particularly keen on discussing.

" ─ Sirius Black's escape from Azkaban." There's a fire in her eyes as she speaks, something twice as fierce as before. It's not terror, not like other people when they talk about this. "Everyone is worried because he's the first to ever do it, but no one's asking how he got out."

When the girl's father shoves the now finished potion at him, Remus can't take it fast enough. It seems they both, now that they've ventured into uncomfortable territory, want this scene to end as quickly as possible. The girl remains oblivious. "I have a theory. You know how dementors can't sense animals? Well, if one were to, say, get sent to Azkaban, they could easily just walk out without them even knowing. You can't use poly juice potion to become animals ── and really where would Sirius Black get the ingredients and supplies anyway?
I think he's an animagus."

Remus almost chokes. How did she ─

Nina looks up at him from where she's sitting, those wheels in her head almost visibly turning. "That's an odd reaction. Unless..." She grins. "Am I right? I'm right aren't I? Sirius Black is an animagus."

He's rendered speechless. The only people who know about this is Sirius, himself, and... Well... How can she possibly have just... Guessed?

Next to him, Snape has an odd expression that's a cross between pride at his daughter's detective skills (or maybe it's her innate ability to make Remus uncomfortable) and annoyance at the very mention of Sirius Black. It makes sense, given their history, he supposes.

The girl carries on, blissfully unaware of any discomfort. "I wonder what he turns into...something at least semi aquatic, I imagine, because he'll have had to swim off and island. Or a some type of bird, perhaps, so he could have flown away."

Remus is just trying to work out what to say so he can leave without seeming rude, when Snape speaks up for the first time since the beginning of this interaction. He's less than thrilled, needless to say. "Nina, you have school work. Get started on it."

The girl shrugs and move to do so, only to freeze a moment later, as if some outrageously brilliant thought has just came to her. "Hold on. I just realized, you two are the same age as Sirius Black. So that means..."

"Nina!" Snape says sharply.

"Dad, you never told me you went to school with a serial killer!" From the way she says this one might think this is a good thing.

"Homework, Nina." And it's clear he's putting an end to the conversation no one but the girl wants to have. What are they meant to say anyway? It's not like Remus is dying to admit to this girl that he used to let his friends pick on her father. It would be too much information, and obviously it's not something Snape wants his daughter to know either. It's just best if they leave it all in the past where it belongs. No need to bring up such dreadful things.

"But ─"

"Now."

"Hmph. What are you my father ─ wait, that doesn't work, does it? You actually are..."

"Oh, will go do your homework already?" Snape rolls his eyes at his daughter's antics.

"Fine..."

It is needless to say that Remus Lupin cannot leave the dungeons fast enough when he finally gets the chance to go.

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Note: This isn't my best work as far as skilled writing goes but...eh. I had this idea forever ago and I just didn't know where to put it. So, I finished the one shot and ... There you have it! Hope you enjoyed it even if it is kind of crappy. (PS I seriously love Nina and she's one of my favorite ocs ever sorry not sorry)

Also here's a meme I made of this one shot:

(Description of meme: Thick, black text that says "Lupin just trying to mind his own business and get some fucking wolfsbane" Below the text is the uncomfortable monkey puppet that shift's it's eyes in each frame.

Below this is more text reading "13 year old Nina info dumping him about serial killers" And below this is a crude fox with bulging eyes and a slightly crooked smile)

I hope that description is okay, I've never tried to do one before but...