Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter or vampire dairies, nor do I make money off this story.

Authors note- This is to help clear up any confusion that the first chapter made.


Harry had a secret, it was well kept and close to his heart he hadn't let anyone know about it he couldn't. Not after the first time.

He had been so young when he had been caught and put in a camp, humans that wanted supernatural creatures as pets, toys and play things. He had seen some of the most kindest and sweetest people he had known be reduced to mindless animals that killed and raped for fun, that did what they had to, to survive.

But he had been so lucky when he had been bought he had been to young for what his so called 'master' really wanted him for, a sex slave.

Nymphs were one of the most fertile creatures on the planet, they could get pregnant from nearly anything from sprites and elves to vampires and wendigos. It didn't matter not to a nymph, they had married all sorts or creatures and gender didn't matter either.

So long as the sex was consensual then the nymph would get pregnant, a small fact that many people didn't know.

Then he had killed the man who had owned him it had been easy, he had switched his lavender tea for Belladonna. He hadn't been able to tell the difference between the two and he had drank it. He was dead before the night had even began.

He had fled before anyone had chance to make the connection, that It had been him who had poisoned him, he had ran until he came to a ship. It had been so easy for him to climb aboard and hid amongst the cargo, he was small enough that they didn't see him.

He went days without food because he didn't want to make them suspicious, if the food had disappeared he knew that he would have been found. Then he would have been thrown overboard like many of them were known to do.

When they had hit land the new world, as it had been known. He fled the ship, he ran through the trees and made himself a home. He could fish, it was easy for him he could also swim not very well but enough that he could easily catch things that floated in the river.

But then he had met her, Ester. She had been out looking for herbs, she had seen him and he had ran. He hid in his little cave hoping that she would leave him alone that she wouldn't find him

It had been to much to ask for, she had came back with a tall man. He had dark blonde hair and blue eyes, but it wasn't just them two there had been others with them.

He didn't stay long to look at them he had seen her and fled, his small stature making it easy to avoid their hands as they tired to grab him. He had ran for days, hid in every cave and place that he knew, but it still hadn't been enough. They caught him not even three weeks later.

They had taken him in, something that he was sure that they wouldn't do if they knew what he was after all he was worth a large amount of gold. Things had been good for him, he had a family something that was strange to him. When he finally let himself feel something Henrik died.

It was the beginning of the end he knew it, and he was right Ester had turned them into vampires.

He had smiled and Henrik had died.

The next time was concern, he tired to tell Elijah that he was worried about Katerina that she wasn't what she looked like. Elijah had hit him.

He had been concerned and got hit for it.

The final time had been shortly after Marcellus had died, he was mourning with Klaus. Marcellus had been like a brother to him, he had loved the younger vampire. He had tried to comfort Klaus but got stake for his troubles.

He had tired to comfort and he had got staked.

He had learned that when he felt emotions or allowed himself to feel that bad things would happen, so he bought and island and locked himself away on it. He didn't allow himself to live, just merely exist. If he could do this then people would be safe, no one would get hurt or die.

What he didn't realize that it was him that had gotten hurt each time, each time he had felt something it had been him that had been hurt.

Things had been good for 100 years he had existed, but he wasn't whole. He couldn't be not with his attempts to stop himself from feeling, to stop himself form been alive.

Then after a 100 years of merely existing they had walked back into his life, making his emotions come back. When he had hugged Finn it had been a moment of weakness, Finn had been his brother. The only one that had never hurt him, yes they had fought all them years ago. But that was because Finn couldn't control his bloodlust and seen Harry as a threat.

They had expected him to forgive them, he couldn't. He wanted to so much but he just couldn't, Elijah had broken his promise he had sworn that he would never hit him.

Ester had sworn that she would never do anything to make him feel different that he was still a part of their family, she turned him into a nymph vampire hybrid. She made him feel like a monster, like he shouldn't be alive.

Klaus had told him that he would never turn him away, he had stake him and told him to leave. He had made him feel unloved and a burden, like they had only been caring for him because their parents were.

They had chipped away at him for years, he had thought that they had loved him and cared for him. But he had been wrong so very wrong.

Now here they were on his island, trying to 'make peace' he wanted them gone. He didn't need them anymore, he couldn't!

"Harry."

He turned around and looked at Finn, he wanted to feel something, anything but he didn't dare to.

"Finn."

He knew what he wanted, he could see it in his eyes. The way that Finn looked at him, asking him if he would come back with him. Leave his island, his home.

"Will you come back?"

Harry opened the door to the only building on the island, he looked at Finn and shook his head

"I cant, Finn. It is best if I stay here."

Before Finn had a chance to say anything the door was closed and locked, Finn stared at the door for several minutes. He needed and wanted his brother back, he had missed him. The way that he would laugh and when the thunder storms hit hide in his bed, cuddle up to him.

Slowly Finn left the small cottage, he looked back at it once more and sighed. He walked to the beach were they were all waiting, he looked at his mothers hopeful face and shook his head.

Her face fell, he couldn't blame her. He really couldn't because without Harry their family wasn't complete, they needed him to make them whole. But how could he?

He was so broken, his heart had been torn out and stomped on. Finn looked at three of them and anger surged through is veins, how he wanted to kill them. They had hurt him so badly and yet they denied it!

But they had forgotten he had been there when Elijah had hit Harry, he had seen the effects after they had became vampires Harry would hide in his bed and cry. He had been daggered when Marcellus had died, so he didn't know much about what had happened and he knew that if he did he would kill them family or not, he looked back in the direction of the little cottage.

"I am staying."

They looked at him with wide eyes, they had never thought that he would stay that he would be willing to stay on the island with Harry. But Finn would because harry was his family, he may not of been born into it but he was still his little brother. Finn cast them all a glance and walked away, a small smile tugging at his lips.