((This is an AU for if they met sooner in Mystic Falls))

Kol Mikaelson looked at himself in the mirror. He didn't know why he was even going. It was probably going to be a boring ball, but his mother insisted. Besides, there would be many girls he could flirt with and charm.

"Rebekah, tell me how handsome I am," Kol said, looking at her in the mirror.

"Oh, Kol, you know I can't be compelled," she replied. He and Niklaus chuckled in unison.

A few hours later, people started arriving. Kol talked to Mayor Lockwood before he was rudely interrupted by the older Salvatore brother.

"Kol Mikaelson."

"Damon Salvatore. Have we met?" Damon questioned.

Kol replied, "I've met alot of people, and you don't particularly stand out." He looked behind Damon and saw a beautiful girl with brown hair and bright blue eyes. "Excuse me." He walked towards her.

"Hello," Kol greeted as he approached her. "I'm Kol Mikaelson." He kissed her hand.

She smiled at him as heat rose in her cheeks. "Davina Claire."

"It is a pleasure meeting you, Davina Claire," he told her with a smile.

They walked over to the side of the room.

"So this is your family's ball?" Davina questioned, curiously.

"Yes. It is. This was my mother's idea. I almost didn't come, but I am glad I did or I wouldn't have gotten the pleasure of meeting you."

She chuckled. "I bet you are like this with all of the girls."

"Some," he confessed, "but not all of them grab my attention instantly."

Davina rolled her eyes at his attempt of flattery, but a smile formed on her face.

"So, Davina Claire, I'm assuming you don't live in Mystic Falls."

"No, I don't."

"Then what brought you here, darling?" Kol questioned.

"I was in need of a vacation. Things are coming up next year, and I just want to have fun before hand. I figured a small town would be peaceful compared to where I live," Davina replied.

"And where do you live?"

"New Orleans."

"Ah, New Orleans," Kol sighed whistfully. "I haven't been there in what seems like a century or two."

"Well, that is a long time," she noticed. "Why haven't you gone back in a while?"

"Because one of my brothers decided not to."

"Do you always listen to your brother?" questioned Davina.

"Rarely," Kol answered with a smirk. "However, he does have something to keep us in line and do what he wants, and, when we don't, he uses it against us."

"What is it?"

"I'm not going to spill all of my secrets to a girl I just met, Davina Claire, no matter how beautiful she is. I'm smarter than that," Kol said with a grin.

Esther announced for everyone to go to the ballroom and dance.

"Would you like to dance?" Kol asked her.

Davina thought about it for a moment. "I'm fine here."

"Come on, darling. There is only going to be one dance during this entire ball," he said with a pleading look.

"And you want me to give you the honor of the one dance?" Davina laughed. "Okay, fine. But just to warn you, I'm not really a good dancer."

"Just follow my lead and you will have nothing to worry about." Kol smirked.

"Cocky much?" She questioned.

"You have no idea, Davina Claire. You've only known me for ten minutes." He offered her his arm and lead her to the ballroom. As they danced, Kol noticed she wasn't that bad of a dancer. He also felt extremely attracted to her, and there was this silly feeling inside of him that made him want to be around her for a while. It was ridiculous, and he shoved it down inside him. He can not care for this girl. But as he continued to look inside her bright blue eyes, he knew she was different and that he cared for her already.

When the dance ended, they went into an empty room.

"So, tell me more about you," Davina said, curious.

"I was born here. You've seen my siblings. My little brother Henrik died years ago." Kol looked down slightly. He didn't know why he was telling her this. He just met her. But it was easy to talk to her. Not that he was going to spill his whole life story, but it was nice to talk.

"I'm sorry. How did he die?"

"Werewolf attack," Kol answered simply.

"What?" Davina asked, looking shocked and alarmed.

"Oh, don't play dumb, Davina Claire. I can tell a witch from a mile away. Okay, that might be a little exagerated, but I could tell you were a witch when you walked in."

A smile formed on her face. "And what are you, Kol Mikaelson? A vampire?"

"Clever girl," Kol complimented. "I was a witch, warlock, whatever you want to call it, when I was human."

"You were?" Davina asked, shocked.

"Yes," Kol replied with a smile. "I was the only one out of all of my siblings that practiced. I miss it. But I am immortally handsome." He smirked.

"I wasn't wrong," Davina said with a smile. "You definitely are cocky."

"Would you like to return to the ball?"

"I would love to."

They walked back into the main room, and Kol saw his sister watching the human she invited here.

"I'll be right back." Kol left Davina's side and walked over to Rebekah. "Settling for mortals is the first sign of weakness."

"I'm not settling. I brought him here to kill him." Rebekah looked at him. "Besides, it is not like you can talk. You've been with that Davina witch since she arrived."

"At least she isn't a human," Kol pointed out.

"Want to help me kill him?"

"And spit in the face of mother's rules?" Kol grinned. "I'm in."

He returned to Davina.

"You've returned," she stated.

"Indeed I have." He smiled. "Did you think I wouldn't?"

"It was possible." She shrugged. "You never know. You might have thought that you didn't deserve me."

"Oh? Who is the cocky one now, Davina Claire?"

"Still you." She giggled.

Kol asked, "How long are you planning on staying in Mystic Falls?"

"I don't know," Davina answered. "Until I decide to return to New Orleans, I guess. I have to be there this upcoming spring. There's this stupid ritual thing I have to be a part of. I don't even know exactly why. But I guess I can stay until then."

"Excellent. I don't know how long it will be before I anger my brother, and he decides to punish me again, but I'm here until then."

"What does your brother hold over you?" Davina questioned with a laugh. "It can't be that bad, can it?"

"Like I said, I'm not going to spill all of my secrets to a girl I met tonight."

Esther called for a toast to the family being reunited. Kol picked up two glasses of champagne, and he handed one to Davina. They drank their champagne, not knowing Esther placed a binding spell to link the Mikaelsons together.

Davina and Kol talked some more. Then he noticed Matt Donovan, Rebekah's human, upstairs on the balcony.

"Excuse me," he said and sped up to the balcony. Matt almost jumped, not noticing Kol arrive. "I don't think we've met. Kol Mikaelson." He offered his hand for Matt to shake.

"Matt Donovan," he introduced himself, taking Kol's hand. Kol started squeezing Matt's hand, and the bones cracked.

"Easy there," Damon said. "The guy is a quarterback."

Kol let go of Matt's hand, and Matt left the balcony, holding his broken hand. Damon snapped Kol's neck and threw him to the cement ground under the balcony.

Davina heard a shocked sound and saw people headed together. She pushed her way through to the front of the crowd. What she saw made her gasp in shock. Kol was lying on the ground and looked like his neck was broken.

"Kol!" She exclaimed, rushing towards him. A memory came back to her of the witches telling her what could kill a vampire. A snapped neck wasn't one of them. She sighed in relief.

((Please comment. This was my first time writing Kol and Davina. And my first time writing kolvina. I want to know what you all think. Also, do you want this to be continued or keep it as a one-shot?))