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I walked into the Boarding House cautiously. I could sense someone there, but I didn't recognise them. A man that looked about the same age as Damon was sitting on the sofa, drinking Damon's bourbon. A smirk formed on my lips. Whoever this was had guts. No one stole Damon's bourbon and lived to tell the tale. Well, no one except me. The man looked up as I entered. He had stunning blue eyes and a mess of dirty blonde hair. He smirked as I approached him.
"Let me guess, little Aria Salvatore. The only Salvatore I hadn't already met." His voice was like rich velvet in his smooth English accent. However, the fact he called me 'little' did make me feel quite childish.
"Well, here I am." I say as I gesture to myself, feeling slightly awkward. "You have me at a disadvantage. You know my name, but I don't know yours." The man stood up, walking the short distance to me.
"Niklaus Mikaelson. But please, call me Klaus." A wave of fear shot through me and my eyes widened. This is the man Damon and Stefan had been telling me about. The man that was after Elena. I took an involuntary step back; he gave a short, sharp laugh at how I'd reacted before following me as I continued walking away from him. "You have no reason to fear me, love." Klaus smirked, obviously enjoying my fear. I gulped as I found myself hitting the wall. Klaus continued to close the distance between the two of us, "Oh come on, sweetheart. What are you so afraid of?" He continued to smile at me and as much as I hated it, I had to admit. He was very attractive, but that doesn't change all the bad things he's done. 'Don't you think it's quite obvious?' He now had me pinned against the wall, my arms above my head. I tried my best to keep my voice strong and steady.
"I can see you're trying to be brave, but don't you think I could hear the speed of your heart beat changing as soon as I told you my name?" He let out a quiet laugh as he released my hands, only to start playing with my hair before tucking a strand behind my ear. I tried being polite so that he would let me pass, I didn't want to aggravate him going by what Stefan and Damon had said. "Excuse me, Klaus. I have to go; I have to find Stefan and Damon." He didn't move and inch though; he just stared into my eyes with his hands holding my shoulders, keeping me pressed against the wall. "Klaus, let me go. Now." I made feeble and failed attempts to push him off, banging my fists against his chest. I leaned my head against the wall in defeat as he smiled down at me, and I could see he was gloating inside over the fact that he was far stronger than me.
"Klaus, let her go." Stefan. Relief flooded through me as Klaus released my shoulders and moved out of the way so I could leave at last. "Stefan, thanks, I've missed you." I said as I ran towards him and hugged him tightly. He hugged me back even tighter as he looked down at me with a smile and said, "Go up to my room, I'll be there in a minute." He waited until he heard me lying down on his bed to speak to Klaus. Stefan still thinks of me as his little sister, the weak fragile human I was. He forgets I'm a vampire who's just as strong as him, I can still hear what's going on downstairs so I don't get why he told me to come up here. It was kind of nice though, I usually lost track of Stefan and Damon over the years, checking in on them every few years. In the end, I'm left alone. And I hate it, that's why I've come back. To find family, and I know they'll treat me as if I've always been here.
"Klaus, what do you want here?" Stefan put as much conviction and annoyance into his voice as he could. He's irritated at Klaus, "What were you doing to Aria?"
"Why, nothing at all. I was just getting to know her. You know, I find it adorable when vampires are terrified by me, just because of my name. I find it terribly amus—"Stefan cut him off before he could get out the word, "Leave her alone." I could hear the anger in his voice and frankly, it terrified me. I've never heard him talk like that. "What do you want here?"
"Well I heard word that the youngest Salvatore was reuniting with her family, I was intrigued to find out who she was and truthfully, I've a few questions for her." Stefan was disgusted, "Did you have someone track her?" His heart beat sped up. "Now, Stefan, I didn't even know you had a sister. I have a reliable source telling me of vampires leaving town, or entering town. When I heard the surname I knew she had to be your sister."
"You had no right to scare her; I don't want you going near her again." Stefan's voice was steady, firm and filled with authority; the kind of tone that made you afraid to disobey him. "Well, that might be quite hard to comply with, Stefan. You see, I found it very attractive, how scared she was. She tried to be brave through it all but I could see right through her." Klaus let out a laugh and I knew he was smirking. He'd managed to aggravate Stefan and freak me out all in less than half an hour. "Get out of my house, Klaus."