I know this story is moving a little slower than some of you might like BUT the thing is if I go too fast too quickly, you wouldn't be getting more than five chapters. Also, the reasoning for that will be explained in the next chapter (I think).

This one here is going to have a Flashback to the wedding, so I really hope you'll like it. I've only been to a wedding once, so I have no idea how that works. Hope it turned out alright though.

Enjoy,

Nick

"Where have you been?" Dumbledore asked as soon as the door closed behind them, trying to uphold his grandfather mask. He was sure that it was working but judging by the strange boy's face, he couldn't be too sure.

Angel raised her eyebrow "Away," she shrugged "I'm not sure why you need to know."

"That's no way to talk to your Headmaster," the old man pointed out.

"You're not my Headmaster though," the Girl-Who-Lived rolled her eyes, already annoyed with the whole drama that was going on around her "I haven't been to this school in a long time."

Dumbledore perked up "So you went to another school then? Where?"

Kol leaned against the wall, eyes drifting around the office "What does it matter to you, old man?"

"This has nothing to do with you," the Headmaster pointed out, his eyes narrowing on the vampire.

"Kol is my friend," Angel told him defensively, making sure to keep a hand on Kol's shoulder. She didn't want the Original to attack the Headmaster… yet "He has as much of a right to talk as I do. Listen, I don't care what happened the past few years – Really, I don't give a shit. I'm back to take care of the problems for you guys so I would appreciate it if you could just leave me the hell alone."

Before Dumbledore could open his mouth, the door burst open and Sirius bounded in. Angel barely had time to blink before she was practically attacked by a huge black Grim-like dog. She stumbled back, almost falling if not for Kol's steadying hands "Careful, darling."

Angel fell to her knees in front of her dogfather, wrapping her arms around him with tears in her eyes "God, I missed you so much…" she breathed, laughing when he slobbered all over her face "I'm sorry. So sorry."

"Well," Remus remarked in amusement "It seems as if someone was faster than me. Again."

"Remmy," the red-haired girl exclaimed, jumping up to run at the werewolf. Padfoot whined when she left him sitting on the floor in favour of Remus.

"You're happy to see me, I take it," he smiled, crushing his cub into a hug.

Angel nodded into his shoulder "I'm sorry, Remmy."

The werewolf hummed, tightening his arms around his cub "We will be talking about this, cub. Also about those friends of yours."

"You know?" she frowned, looking up at her honorary godfather. When he let her go, she knelt back down, petting Sirius some more. Did he know about them being vampires? Well, he was a werewolf but she wasn't sure if that meant that he could sniff them out. She looked over her shoulder to Dumbledore "Are we done here? It's late…"

The Headmaster narrowed his eyes "Of course, Miss Potter," he smiled "Professor Snape will show you and your… family to some of our guest quarters."

"We're staying here?" Klaus questioned with a small frown, sounding none too happy "Why?"

"Lord Voldemort is out there," Dumbledore pointed out, patronizingly. It wasn't like these… people understood the threat the Dark Lord posed "Miss Potter is safer inside the wards."

Angel rolled her eyes at the old man and sighed "Just go with it, Nik. I'm going to take you guys to Diagon within the next few days. We'll see what happens." Remus wrapped his arm around his goddaughter's shoulders and tugged her out of the Headmaster's office and after Snape.

Dumbledore waited until the door closed behind them, before kneeling in front of the fireplace "Minister of Magic's office."

"Dumbledore?" Fudge questioned in confusion, seeing the Headmaster of Hogwarts in his fireplace.

"Angel Potter is back," the old man said without beating around the bush.

The Minister gaped "W – What?"

"Angel Potter is back from wherever she was. She changed a lot," Dumbledore repeated, stroking his beard thoughtfully.

"Do you think she'll give us trouble?"

The Headmaster hummed "Maybe not from her… But she didn't come alone."

"Thank you for telling me," Fudge nodded, his mind already working overtime to figure out what to do with this information. This was going to be his chance to get back at the girl for causing as much trouble as she did.

As soon as the group was far enough away from the old man's office, Remus looked down at the girl who was still pressed against him "What in Merlin's name were you thinking, cub?" he hissed "Going to Dumbledore without…"

"Stop right there," Angel snapped, holding her hand up. The motion caused the wedding band on her finger to sparkle in the light "It might not seem that way but I know what I'm doing. I'm not the fourteen-year-old you knew anymore, Remmy."

The werewolf snatched her hand "What is this?"

"I thought you would be able to recognize a wedding ring," the red-haired girl teased with a grin on her lips.

"Wedding… What?" Remus trailed off with wide eyes, Sirius staring at his goddaughter from the ground. He had made sure to stay within touching distance of the younger girl, not wanting this to be a dream.

Klaus cleared his throat "Speaking of weddings… Why the hell didn't you correct him?"

"What?" Angel frowned before recognition dawned on her "Nik, this is nothing against you. The reason why I let them call me Potter is because it's none of their business. Here, I am Angel Potter. Not Gilbert or Mikaelson. If it bothers you that much, I will tell them." It was then that they reached the third floor where the guest quarters were located. The Girl-Who-Lived glanced around and grinned "Ah. Memories."

Bonnie looked around "What do you mean?"

"We're on the third floor," Angel pointed out "Remember the first book?"

"You mean… Fluffy?" the other witch questioned.

Kol tilted his head "Was that the… dog?"

"Yup," the Mistress of Death nodded "I wonder what Hagrid did with him… I'm gonna have to ask."

"Here we are," the Potions Master gestured. He desperately wanted to say something to the girl but he didn't know how. Maybe he would get his chance soon… "The password is Lion." The portrait of the man swung open, revealing the rooms behind it.

Angel snorted "Of course it is."

As soon as the portrait closed behind the group, Sirius turned back into a human only to sweep his goddaughter into a big embrace "Don't ever do that again," he whispered into her ear roughly.

The two of them didn't move for several minutes until Klaus cleared his throat with a small grin "So… I take it this is your godfather, Angel?"

"Maybe," the red-haired girl shrugged, carefully freeing herself from Sirius' arms to walk over to her husband. Her glance met Snape's but she only raised her eyebrow. She would find out what this was about.

Remus narrowed his eyes "I take it that you're the husband?"

"Wait," the Black Lord burst out "You're actually married? No," he shook his head "Nope. No way."

Kol laughed, hitting his brother's back "Well, I see he has you pegged, Nik."

"Shut up," the Hybrid glared and turned back to the older men in front of him "I am, yes."

"Siri," Angel rolled her eyes when he made a noise in the back of his throat, sinking onto a sofa "Don't be so bloody dramatic."

His head snapped up "Dramatic? Dramatic? You got married, Angel. At seventeen."

"Eighteen," she corrected "I'm eighteen."

Remus tilted his head "Wait, that's impossible."

"Nope, it's not," the red-haired girl mumbled "It's just complicated as hell."

"This is a story I have to hear," the werewolf sighed "Although I'm not sure I actually want to know…"

Elijah chuckled "I know that I wasn't happy to hear the whole story. It's not necessarily the… best."

"Who are you four anyway?" the Black blinked, finally turning his attention away from his goddaughter.

"Niklaus Mikaelson," Klaus stepped forward, holding out his hand "These are my brothers Elijah and Kol along with Kol's girlfriend Bonnie."

Bonnie waved "Angel told us a lot about you."

The men shared a glance "Oh Merlin," Sirius breathed "Whatever she told you, it's not true."

"Hey," the Girl-Who-Lived huffed "Everything I told them is true."

"Well, in my case I'm sure they are not particularly nice," Snape sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose "That is actually something I wish to talk to you about."

Angel tilted her head curiously and looked at Remus questioningly "He's telling the truth," the werewolf nodded "He helped us a couple of times."

"You tell me, I tell you?" Angel offered, plopping down on the floor in front of Klaus "This is going to take a while…" She leaned her head back and sighed "I take it I should start?"

"If you don't mind," Remus nodded, leaning back. He was sitting closer to Sirius than strictly necessary but Angel chose not to mention it for now…

The red-haired girl closed her eyes "Alright. How much do you know?"

"Only that the Cup was a Portkey and that Cedric is dead," Sirius told her.

"Okay… The beginning then," Angel whispered, reaching her hand up to tangle it with her husband's "I'm not sure if I can or want to get all the details together but… Cedric and I agreed to a shared victory and took the Cup together. You already know that the Cup was a Portkey. It sent us to a graveyard somewhere…"

Severus leaned forward "Who killed the Diggory boy?"

"Wormtail," the girl mumbled "'Kill the Spare,' Voldemort said. It's… He – Wormtail did a ritual or whatever and brought him back. It was slightly gross. Anyway, he came back, we fought and then something happened. I hit my head, so I can't be too sure… My spell connected with Voldemort's and it just blew. The next thing I knew, I woke up in a Doctor's office."

Elijah glanced down "Is that how you ended up with the Gilberts? Didn't you tell us you were eight when they took you in?"

"This is where it gets complicated," Angel shrugged and looked up at her godfathers "I woke up in America… as an eight-year-old."

"That's impossible," Remus blinked, shaking his head.

Angel shot him an amused look "That wasn't even the unbelievable part. Grayson – the doctor who took care of me – took me back to his house and I saw some books."

Kol snorted at that "Yeah, books about your life. Kind of…"

"Huh?" Sirius gaped.

"The books were about a boy called Harry Potter," Angel explained "Seven books about seven Hogwarts years. First Year was the Philosopher's Stone, Second Year was the Chamber of Secrets, Third Year was the Prisoner of Azkaban, Fourth Year was the Goblet of Fire and after that something about the Order of the Phoenix, the Half-Blood Prince and the Deathly Hallows."

Snape paled at the mention of the sixth book "Did you say 'Half-Blood Prince?"

"Severus?" the werewolf looked at the other man in confusion.

"I made up that name when I was in school…"

Angel smirked and continued her story. She went through all of the years, occasionally leaving out the details she didn't want them to know about. Slowly but surely, they reached the last few months of her unbelievable journey in the other universe. The others had occasionally chimed in, asking questions and adding some stuff that Angel didn't know about "And a few months ago, I got married."

Sirius narrowed his eyes on the Hybrid – not that he knew about that yet "Don't you think that's a bit fast, Bambi? I mean you only knew each other for a year or so."

"Sirius, I don't care for how long I knew Nik before we married. You don't know him, so I would appreciate it if you could hold off on the judgement until then," Angel told him firmly. She didn't like people trying to tell her that she made the wrong decision. Not after she almost died and Nik's mother was so close to killing him.

"Tell us about your wedding, cub," Remus prompted, nudging Sirius none too gently.

Flashback

Angel was standing in front of the mirror, looking at herself in the wedding dress that she had chosen with the help of her aunt and her friends. The dress was the typical wedding dress white with a lacy mermaid style body that flared out into layers of tulle at the hips. She ran her hands down her stomach, smoothing out the dress while Rebekah was finishing her hair "Is it weird that I'm not nervous?"

"I don't think so," Rebekah shrugged "I mean, you love Nik, right? So there's no reason to be nervous." The female Original was working on a half-up-half-down style with an elegant Celtic knot that was being held in place with three white lilies "What do you think?"

"Woah," the red-haired girl smiled taking in the knot "How the hell did you do that?"

Rebekah smirked "It's a talent. Now, I think your wedding is about to start." She held out her arm for her almost sister-in-law to take "Shall we?" Outside the door, the two girls met with Jeremy who was the one who would be walking Angel down the aisle. It hadn't been an easy decision between her Uncle John and Jeremy but in the end, she went with her brother. He had always been there for her and protected her even if he didn't have to.

Jeremy smiled at his older sister and pulled her into a hug "You look amazing, Angel. Are you ready to get married?"

"More than ready," Angel nodded, taking a deep breath. She wasn't nervous when it came to the wedding. The only thing that she was slightly scared of was that she would mess up somehow and embarrass herself in front of her family and friends. She took a hold of Jeremy's arm, watching as Rebekah slipped into the hall before them.

"Are you sure you don't want me to help you escape?" Jeremy joked as the music started playing.

The eighteen-year-old rolled her eyes with a small smile playing on her lips "I'm very sure… And Jay? Thank you so much."

"You're more than welcome," the boy whispered, stepping forward "I'm just sad that Dad isn't here for this."

"So am I," Angel agreed, forcing back the tears. This was a happy moment. There was no time for tears right now. As soon as the two entered the hall, Angel could see Klaus standing at the altar, wearing a black suit with a white shirt and a dark grey tie. She smiled lightly, seeing the love in his eyes as she neared.

Jeremy walked his sister all the way down the aisle, stepping back when they reached the husband-to-be "Good luck," he breathed, making his way towards his seat.

Everyone sat and watched as Angel and Klaus exchanged vows and said their 'I do's', ending the official part of the ceremony with their first kiss as a married couple. Shortly after the pictures were taken, the party headed back to the Mikaelson Mansion where the reception would be held. The house looked even greater than it had for the Ball the Original Witch had held a couple of months prior and all the guests enjoyed the gathering. Rebekah and Caroline had been the main contributors to the theme of the decorations and they certainly made the right choices. While everything had been dripping in gold before, now the theme was lights. There were thousands of little lights strung up, giving the room a brighter gleam. The table decorations were glowing white roses in a thin, cone shape vase.

Klaus took Angel by the hand and smoothly lead her into their first dance as the music started "I love you, Angel. Despite everything that happened in the last few months, I couldn't be happier to be where we are now."

"I love you too, Nik," she smiled, leaning her head against his shoulder "Before I met you, I never would have thought that I would get married and look at me now."

"Hm," he hummed, capturing her lips with his "Are you ready for our honeymoon?"

Angel nodded lightly "Yeah. I've never been to Paris before."

"I'm sure you'll love it," the Hybrid told her "Paris is lovely, especially in the Winter."

"It does help that it's the City of Love, does it not?" the red-haired girl laughed.

The dance ended and before the married couple could exit the dance floor, they were swept into another dance. Rebekah had snagged Klaus, while Damon was dancing with Angel. The bride sighed, knowing that her chance to escape was gone and she would be forced to dance with her whole family before the night was over.

End Flashback

At the end of the story, Angel stifled a yawn in Klaus' thigh, rubbing at her eyes a little. Remus had a look of awe in his eyes "You really had a fairytale wedding, didn't you?"

"I'd like to think so," the girl nodded "Would you mind if…" She gestured to the bedrooms and sent her godfathers a sheepish look.

"Of course," Remus shook his head apologetically "We'll talk more tomorrow."

Angel got up, getting pulled into another tight hug by Remus with Sirius joining in a second later "Siri," the girl laughed lightly "I still have to breathe, you know?"

"Sorry," he pouted, looking over her shoulder to glare at his pup's husband. Husband… He didn't think he would ever accept it completely but at the very least the guy took care of Angel. That was something the Black Lord could respect "I'll see you tomorrow, Bambi."

"Bye, Siri," the redhead smiled, walking back over to Klaus.