You were half a human and half vampire, your father was human and your mother was a vampire, wich meant you didn't age but you weren't so powerful as a full vampire. You lived in a small town, where witches and werewolves were also common.

Harriet was your girlfriend and also your parents' friend and had a company with them, so she was always around, at family dinners and parties too.

She was a few – several – years older than you, but you didn't care, what was age when you had eternity ahead of you? Harriet was a bit old-fashioned and didn't like you mixing with werewolves, which you often ignored. She was kind of strict and didn't bow her head to anyone, you were the exception. Harriet never raised her voice to you; you were equals, and she would never treat you any differently.

It was Friday night, you were coming back from a bar and when you entered the huge living room you were startled by Harriet sitting in the armchair looking at you with her arms crossed.

You smell like a dog, where have you been? Your dinner got cold. Harriet says looking at you and arching an eyebrow, her face was mature and that only added to her charm, she was absolutely stunning.