Being a vampire could be quite exhilarating though he did have moments of missing his magic. A lot of moments. However, even when he had been fully wizard, he had used his own brains and resources to do things. Magic had been a tool like any other but not one he could not find a way to replace with muggle means. It just took some ingenuity and testing, both of which he could do.

The one constant was that he did not regret this. He and Ishmael had never been the sentimental types despite having their moments (such as the the ring) - but if he were to love anyone enough to change his whole life and as good as wed himself to, it was Ishmael. Though he would probably throw a drink in the face of anyone non-Ishmael who dared call him out on this to his face.

Much like when he was a human, they tended to come and go as they both liked. Though Monty felt like they were together a little more often than they had been though not as much as when Ishmael had first turned him. Honeymoon phase, he supposed. If one could call an older vampire preventing a younger one from ripping into all of Hogsmeade a Honeymoon phase anyway.

"I feel like dancing," he said languidly from where he had been traipsed across when he heard the familiar footsteps of Ishmael approaching 'their' part of the caverns.