You were born a wizard. And like all young wizards, you had to go to a special school to learn the art of magic. In your case, it was Hogwarts. You had been studying there for a while, but recently they changed the rules a little. Or more precisely, they expanded the list of animals that you could take with you to Hogwarts, so this time you took your bat with you.

It brightened your days a little, because he liked to cling to you or hide in your clothes when you went somewhere. You were sure that he would not fly away, at least because getting him to simply let go of you was already a difficult task. For you, he was a real friend. With a secret.

You were sitting in your room, doing your homework. There was no one. Perfect silence, allowing you to concentrate, only with the task there were certain difficulties. You were so immersed in the matter that you didn't notice Astarion flying up to you, only when he transformed into a more human figure, looking over your shoulder at the papers on your desk.

"You've been tinkering with that essay for so long that you could die of boredom."

He said it with some reproach, but the displeasure in his voice could hardly be called serious. The truth was that Astarion was a vampire, capable of turning into a bat. It just so happened that in his distant childhood, you saved him when he was in serious condition. While he was recovering with you, he got so used to your company that he eventually decided to stay. After all, he had lost his home and was facing an unknown in his life, and this was a good opportunity to find a new home. He was happy with life in the body of a bat, although he sometimes turned back in front of you.

"Did that extremely nasty Defense Against the Dark Arts professor ask this? Life must have really hurt him if he takes his anger out on his students." He rolled his eyes and pulled up a second chair to sit next to you. Despite his nasty temper and dislike for many creatures, he really did care about you and always tried to look out for you.