A/N: So, this is my first Harry Potter and Vampire Diaries fanfiction. Hope you enjoy! Harry is a female, and I chose the name Heather, because I wanted a flower name (as goes in the Evans family) which started with H. So I chose Heather, from among two other names which I found. Happy reading, guys!
Heather looked over at Ron, Hermione and the rest of the room, who were all in the plan. Her eyes finally rested on Draco, who was looking stoically at her. A bitter smile formed on her lips on seeing him that way.
"Heather, you need a break, you have to go, find a life for yourself. This is not suiting you," McGonagall said.
"She is right, Potter," said Kingsley.
"Come on, Heather. Do you realize you'll be away from the shutterbugs? Away from this? This-this crazy life of the chosen one? Don't you want to go somewhere where you are not the chosen one? Somewhere where you are just Heather Potter? Not the girl who lived?" Hermione asked, and saw Heather's eyes slump in defeat, because she knew she had touched a nerve.
"I do need to go. But what about Teddy? Who will take care of Teddy? He is my godson! And I don't want to leave you all," she said obstinately.
"Do you think we won't be there to visit? And Tonks' mother will take care of Teddy," Ron said.
Heather sighed and agreed, partially happy to go somewhere where she wouldn't be a known face, somewhere quiet and peaceful.
"Where am I going to go, though?" she asked, looking at McGonagall.
"We got a list for you, but then Hermione pointed out that you could easily go to the US, and settle in a small town, attend high school-," McGonagall couldn't finish her statement because Heather leapt up.
"Go to a muggle school? Seriously?" she asked, looking at them.
"Well, then, what are you going to tell the people? You're still seventeen, and kids aged 17 in US attend high school," Kingsley said.
"Fine," Heather slumped in final defeat. "What about money?"
"You have enough from your parents' vault, plus Sirius left you everything," McGonagall told her. "We got most of that converted to muggle money."
"It's much more in terms of muggle money, Heather," Hermione explained, who was a muggle-born witch, knowing almost equally about the muggle world as the magical one. "Here is your debit card, use it to your advantage." She handed her a debit card, and Heather looked at it, being bred with muggles, she knew what exactly debit cards did.
"Where am I going?" she finally asked.
"Mystic Falls," Ron said, showing her some moving photos of a beautiful town surrounded by hills. "Dennis went with me. He developed the photos himself."
Tears welled up in Heather's eyes on hearing the younger Creevey brother's name.
"Mystic Falls. I like it," she said softly after looking at the photos.
"I don't believe you want me to go too," Heather said, looking at Draco. "I thought…" she stopped.
"You thought what, Potter?" Draco had his impassive mask on.
"Nothing, goodbye, Draco," she said softly, and offered her hand. Draco looked totally out of place, took her hand and shook it mechanically.
Sorry for the short chapter, but well, it is only the first one. The coming ones would be longer. This is just the beginning. :) Hope you liked it. Read and review.