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Chapter Seven:

For some reason, Ivy couldn't calm herself down. After she had snapped at Klaus, she left the room, and walked up the stairs, wanting to be away from vampires and just be by herself. She heard Hermione behind her but just kept walking until she found another room, only it was a bedroom. She walked into the bedroom, and closed the door, clicking the lock behind her. She knew that Hermione would be able to unlock it but she'd hoped that Hermione would take the hint that Ivy needed a moment. She looked around the room and observed it. It was nice enough, and it contained a four poster bed, a wardrobe and a dresser with a mirror. There were windows with dark green curtains and a door, which lead to another room, but Ivy didn't walk through it. She was angry, but for what she couldn't work out. She was angry at Klaus for asking so many questions, but it was natural, as many people are curious about her. She was angry at herself for snapping and for getting angry at Hermione and although she didn't want to admit it, at Elijah.

She knew that they were just trying to help and after the promise that Elijah made, but she wasn't ready to open that chapter of her past or any chapter of her past. Although it had been years since the defeat of Voldemort, she still felt like it was only yesterday she defeated him on the grounds of Hogwarts and then after that, Bellatrix only seem to make it worse. Ivy laid on the bed and closed her eyes, thinking about her past and the events of the night, her mind and body tired. As she felt herself drifting off to sleep, she thought that after the death of Lord Voldemort, the Wizarding world would be safe and she would be free to live out her life in peace. How wrong she was…

FLASHBACK

Ivy giggled at the sight before her. Dressed in a classy pair of dress robes that resembled a suit, Ronald Weasley was having trouble tying his bow-tie in the full blown mirror that was in his room. The mirror hanged on the bedroom wall at The Burrow, and Ron was just not used to tying bow-ties.

"Blast this stupid muggle thing…I mean honestly, how do ordinary muggles wear this thing? It's tacky. I should have worn just trousers and a shirt." Ron complained.

Ivy scoffed. "No you shouldn't…or otherwise the bride would have a field day and you'll never live. Trust me…now; it's not that hard Ron…honestly!"

She grabbed the ends of his tie and began to fix it for him, in which he grumbled but he let her.

"So…nervous?" she asked.

He snorted. "No…absolutely not…I've been waiting for this day since I first met her."

She smiled. "Well, considering it took you two many years to finally get together, it's no wonder you've wasted no time in the whole getting married thing. I thought you were going to travel a bit first."

"We were…but after everything that's happened, life is short and like you said, we took so long to get together…we didn't want to waste a moment longer." He told her and she nodded, finishing his bow-tie in a perfect bow.

"There! Finished! Now don't you look handsome?" she teased, as the both stared in the mirror.

Ron nodded. "You do too…I mean, you look beautiful…"

Ivy wore a long deep red strapless dress, with a beaded pattern that met up in the middle of the dress, which made it look like a bow in the middle of the dress and then the dress fell down in chiffon waves at her feet. It was dress she brought particularly for this occasion, as it was a special occasion. Her hair was done up, with a braided halo and the dark brown locks falling down her back like a waterfall. Her two best friends were getting married, and she wanted everything to go perfect.

"Yeah, I brought it the day Hermione got her wedding dress…you are going to love that dress…I can't believe it…my two best friends are getting married…I'll be known as the third wheel now…" Ivy sniffed, mockingly wiping a tear from her face. Ron placed an arm around her shoulders and pulled her close, chuckling as he did.

"You will always be my girl too…just as my sister…and you never know, George might finally get his head into gear and finally ask you out and then we'll have another Weasley wedding…" he mumbled to her.

"Maybe…" she whispered. The loss of Fred was still a touchy subject and although she loved George, she wasn't ready to open her heart just yet. Fred was her everything and he was gone.

Ron turned to her. "I know…I know that Fred was your love…that he was the one…but you can't blame yourself forever and you certainly can't live forever alone. I mean, you…I want to see you with somebody…someone to love you and before you start going on about how you don't deserved to be love, you do…Ivy Potter, you deserve to be loved. I know that Fred loved you with all his heart…he loved you since the first time we all saw you at the train station…it took him a bit but we all knew that you were going to get together before 4th year…and then Voldemort happened and you two still stayed together…and then…he was gone before you two could properly live and for that, I am so sorry…"

Ivy shook her head. "It's fine Ron…I loved your brother dearly…I still do, but anyway, it should be me giving you the love at first sight speech or whatever this is…today is the day that your life starts…it's been a long time coming Ronald Weasley. You should also know that if you break her heart, you have me to deal with…and the same goes for her if she breaks your heart…"

Ron laughed. "Can't you just choose a side?"

"Never…you are both my best friends…now Sir Best Friend, let's get you married to the other best friend…"

To say that wedding of Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger was highly anticipated was underrated. It had been a year since the downfall of Lord Voldemort and it was time for a happy day. Sure, there was still the problem of rouge death eaters, and various pro-Voldemort supporters, but nothing could stop the wedding from going ahead. And if anyone tried, they would have to deal with Mrs Weasley, was running around the Burrow like a chicken without its head.

As both Ivy and Ron walked down the staircase, the two looked at each other as Ron's mother ran around, barking orders.

"No, that goes over there near the kitchen and either you are helping out pitching up the tent or setting up the reception, not sitting on your bottom like a bloody queen Ginereva Weasley!" Molly Weasley shouted to her daughter who rolled her eyes at mother and got up out of the chair she was sitting. Ginny then spotted Ivy and Ron.

"Oh good, you two are here…please help…she's gone absolutely bonkers!" Ginny complained.

"I heard that Ginereva! You are not that old for a slap you know! Oh good, you two are finally ready…" Molly spoke as she made her way over them.

Ivy giggled. "Oh Mrs Weasley…"

Molly scoffed. "Ivy, how many times do I have to tell you? It's Molly or if you want…Mum. Considering I count you as a daughter, Mrs Weasley just sounds so formal…so Molly or Mum…or if you must, mother…"

Ivy blushed. "Sorry Mrs-Molly…no, scratch that…Mum…"

Molly smiled. "Good…now, you two, head over to the tree…we will be there momentarily."

Ivy and Ron nodded and left the house, heading towards the enchanted weeping willow tree that was just near the river on the outside of the Burrow. The tree had been magically done up for the ceremony and it had been done perfect. Surrounding the tree, were arches entwined with roses and chairs that were separated on the sides of the aisle, which was done up with rose petals. Candles had been lit and enchanted to hang magically in the air, and at the end of the aisle was another arch, with roses and the chairs were tied with white and silver ribbon. It was truly a magical sight.

Ivy smiled as she and Ron walked down the aisle. As she walked, she saw people that she recognised from Hogwarts and she waved to Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan and she could see that Neville Longbottom was at the end of the aisle, taking the spot of the best man. She smiled as she knew that he was anxious of his role as best man, but she knew that his fears would subdue when he sees the maid of honour, who would be no other than Luna Lovegood. Standing on the other side of Neville George and she knew that he was keeping up a persona for his brother's big day. George locked eyes with her and he gave her a small smile in which she returned, his pain mirroring her own. Fred would have loved this and then played pranks.

They reached the archway and Ron stood next to Neville, while Ivy stood under the archway. She saw that almost the seats were filled with family and friends and the time for Ginny, Luna and Hermione to start walking down the aisle was approaching. She could see the Burrow, and the big tent that was next to it in the distance and she turned her focus to the scene before her. She saw from the corner of her eye, that Bill and Fleur Weasley were sitting on the other side of the seats. She also saw Kingsley Shacklebolt, who had made time in his busy Minister schedule for the wedding and she also saw Professor McGonagall and some of the teachers including students from Hogwarts in the crowd as well as Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy. She was surprised at the fact that Ron wanted Draco at his wedding, but Draco was a changed man. After the war, after his trails, he had changed and became a friend to them all. Although he was still on probation, he was allowed to come to the wedding. She also saw from the corner of her eye that Ron was getting nervous and to her surprise, she was too.

"Remind me again why I agreed to do this?" she whispered, clenching her hands together. Ron, who calmed down at the sight of his best friend nervous, had chuckled, along with Neville and George.

"Because you couldn't decide on whether or not being my best man or Hermione's maid of honour…honestly, I don't know why we have to do this muggle tradition, but it's what Hermione wants and you agreed to marry us. If I had my way, I'd do an unbreakable vow and be with done with it!" Ron told her.

"This is precisely why you were not in charge of the wedding Ronald Weasley! Now straighten up, all of you. It's time…" Molly snapped as she took her seat in front, near the boys. Mr Weasley take his place besides his wife, his eyes twinkling with laughter as all three, including Ivy stood up straight as the soft tones of the song 'You and Me' by Lifehouse played. It was one of Hermione's favourite songs and a perfect song for this occasion.

'What day is it? And in what month?

This clock never seemed so alive…

I can't keep up and I can't back down

I've been losing so much time…'

Ginny, dressed in a strapless sweetheart mint blue chiffon dress and holding a bouquet with white and purple lilies, made her way elegantly down the aisle, winking at Dean as she did. She smiled as she reached her brothers and Neville and sniggered at Ivy, who rolled her eyes in return.

''Cause it's you and me, and all of the people with nothing to do, nothing to lose

And it's you and me and all of the people

And I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you…'

Luna, dressed in an off the shoulder deep purple chiffon dress and the same bouquet as Ginny, made her way down the aisle, with a skip in her step. Ivy could not help giggling at the blonde who skipped her way down the aisle. She made it to the end and took her place near Ivy. She leant towards Ivy and Ivy frowned.

"I'm happy to report that there are no Nargles flying about. They have left us for today." She whispered into Ivy's ear, in which Ivy nodded and smiled to herself. Only Luna would say something like that.

Then the moment had arrived for Hermione to walk down the aisle, just as the chorus of the song began to play again. Escorted by Rubeus Hagrid, Hermione was truly a magical sight. Dressed in a long cream mermaid short-sleeved gown, the top half covered in crystal beading, with chiffon silk covering her legs, she was beautiful. She was holding a bouquet of purple orchids and proudly showing off her flower shaped diamond engagement ring. Ivy turned to Ron, who was staring at his bride with a look of awe on his face, as well as love and happiness. She beamed at the sight of her two best friends, who could take their eyes of each other and she felt her nerves disappear as Hagrid and Hermione walked their way up the aisle. They approached the end, the song coming to a close and Hagrid gave Hermione a kiss on her cheek, before taking Ron's hand and walking towards Ivy. Hagrid gave Ivy a wink and she smiled back. Since Hermione's parents still didn't know that they had a daughter and were out of the country, she had asked the next best thing to escort her down the aisle, which was Hagrid and she had asked Mr Weasley to do the father and daughter dance at the reception.

"Please be seated... We have all gathered here today, to witness the wonderful and romantic union between Ronald Bilious Weasley and Hermione Jean Granger. And I can I just say for the record…it's about bloody time…" Ivy spoke, causing Ron, Hermione and the crowd to burst out in laughter.

Ivy smiled. "But, today's union is not a rash one. It's a union between to people who have loved each other since the first moment they saw each other on the Hogwarts train many years ago. Trust me, I'd know…I was there…but to see Hermione and Ron finally make that step to be joined together…it's like two pieces of a puzzle coming to together…"

She looked at both Hermione and Ron, who were staring into each other's eyes and she couldn't help the stray tears falling down her face, smiling happily at her two best friends. She was about to continue speaking when something caught her eye. There, in the distance, near the Burrow, was a dark black mass that was heading their way. She frowned, in which Hermione and Ron turned to her, wondering what was wrong. Ivy looked at the black mass, her frown turning into a face of horror when she realised what it was.

Deatheaters…Deatheaters had come to the Burrow, and had managed to push past the protective wards that placed around the place. They were coming nearer, and Ivy could see that there was more than just a few of them. She could tell that they weren't here to witness the wedding; they were here to kill them all.

"Deatheaters…" she whispered, causing Hermione and Ron to look in the direction Ivy was looking at and Ron stood in front of his bride and best friend, pulling out his wand. The action caused the people in the seats to jump up and turn in the direction of the Deatheaters and all hell broke loose, as people apparated from the spot, leaving only Neville, Luna, Dean, Seamus, Kingsley, the entire Weasley family, Hagrid and Professor McGonagall, plus Draco and Blaise. Everyone else had apparated.

Ron turned to Ivy. "What do we do?"

"The only thing we can do…fight…I don't think that they are here to witness our wedding…" Hermione whispered.

"I know that…but why now?" Ron wondered aloud.

Ivy shook her head and pushed past the couple, walking to Kingsley.

"I thought you had Aurors surrounding the place?" she asked.

"I do…but they…must have…Listen Ivy, we don't have time to argue about this. They are obviously here for a reason, but this many, it makes me wonder…I knew that the remaining deatheaters would be a problem, but this many on this kinda scale? Someone is leading them." Kingsley observed.

Ivy frowned, pulling out her wand. She saw that the others had done the same and were pointing at the approaching mass of the deatheaters. She turned back to Kingsley and saw that Hermione had joined them, with Ron closely behind.

"But who? Who would have the power to—" she began to speak but then she heard that cold laughter. That laughter that haunted her for years…the laughter that rang in her eyes after Sirius had died…the laughter that belonged to Bellatrix Lestrange. Ivy turned her attention to the deatheaters, gasping as one landed before her, at the end of aisle. She heard the others around her gasp at the sight of the deatheater, who turned out to be the mad witch herself. Then all of the sudden, the other deatheaters had arrived and Kingsley pushed Ivy to the ground, in which she grabbed Hermione and they both fell to the ground, watching as the deatheaters grabbed their friends one by one and held them. Ivy and Hermione stood up, and Ivy and Hermione saw their friends and family, each held captive by a deatheater.

"Bellatrix…but wait, you're dead…" Ivy whispered.

The witch laughed. "Obviously not, Miss Potter! I live, and so do many others you tried to kill at that grimy place you call a school. Now, what have we here? A wedding? My my, how…terrible…let me guess, the red-head and the mudblood? Tsk tsk…you Weasleys are really a disgrace to the Wizarding world…marrying the mudblood…where on earth did you get that ghastly dress…What a disgrace! But no more than you Potter…"

Ivy raised her wand, stepping in front of Hermione and holding her tight. "Why are you here?"

"Uh, uh, lower that wand…you don't want me to do something drastic now would you? After all, with a click of my fingers, I can order my lovely fellow members to kill everyone right here, right now…and as for why I am here…isn't it obvious? You know what I want…" She taunted at Ivy, raising her wand. Ivy recognised the wand the Bellatrix held in her hand. She thought that it had been destroyed but obviously not. It was Voldemort's wand.

"That's…his…Oh god…You want retaliation for Voldemort's death…" Ivy spoke.

Bellatrix snarled. "You dare speak his name? After what you've done to him?! You filthy half-blood!"

Bellatrix then raised her wand, shouting "Crucio" at Ivy and Ivy dropped to the ground, screaming in pain. Bellatrix fired the curse over and over, causing Ivy to scream over and over.

"Ivy!"

Ivy heard a voice scream her name, but it was not Hermione's voice, nor Ron's but another male's voice. One she had heard before but she couldn't concentrate as the pain of Bellatrix's curse was getting too much and she saw that Bellatrix had pointed her wand to Ron, shouting the unforgivable curse that made her heart grow cold and so she screamed, before suddenly, she felt someone shaking her.

"Ivy!"

Ivy woke with a panic in her eyes and stared at the person who woke her. Elijah…She gasped and tried to take deep breaths of air but was failing and falling into a panic attack. She saw that Hermione was on her left side, with Elijah on her right. Hayley was standing in front of her.

She trashed about, waving her arms but it was no use as Elijah kept his grip on her. She tried to free herself from his grip but he held her firmly, making her face him. She looked into his eyes, and could feel a sense of calmness, and so she did.

"Ivy, calm yourself! It was just a nightmare…You are safe…" he spoke softly, raising his hand to cup her cheek, but instead, she had leaned into him, his hand going around her shoulders. He held her tight, thinking about how he came to be in this situation. Before he had come into her room, he was on his way to his own room, but had heard the sounds of her quickening heartbeat and her shortened breath. He had broken the lock on the door and raced inside, to find her trashing about and having a very disturbed sleep. Hermione had also run in after him, sensing that something was up. Hayley was not long afterwards.

Ivy shook her head. "No it wasn't…it was a memory…"

He frowned, holding her tighter. "What do you mean?"

"Bellatrix…" She turned to Hermione. "I was dreaming or remembering your wedding day…and Bellatrix used the Cruciatus curse on me…it was before-"

"Before she killed Ron…and we escaped…I remember…" Hermione spoke softly. She started to fiddle with the necklace that was hanging on her neck. Ivy could see that on the necklace, was a small diamond ring, shaped like a flower. It was a vintage ring that Ron had given her when they got engaged.

"What is this ruckus?" Klaus asked, walking into the room. He stopped when he saw Elijah holding a distraught Ivy and Hermione looking at the floor, her face blank. Hayley had her hands on her hips and was confused and worried.

"Okay…look I know we've only just met and you've got a fucked up past, I mean who hasn't, but who is this Bellatrix chick? And this Voldemort guy? And who is Ron? Was he a friend or something? I mean, I get it, the past is a touchy subject but if this Bellatrix wants you dead, then why haven't you killed her already?" Hayley asked.

"We've tried…we've tried everything and we've lost everyone, everything in the process…I mean, it's like she keeps coming back…so that's why we ran…we fought yes, but we kept losing…and so we ran…" Ivy told her.

"We even thought she had split her soul to make horcruxes but there have been no signs indicating that she did…apart from the wand…" Hermione spoke.

"Wand?" Hayley asked.

"Her wand, it used to belong to Voldemort. I thought that it was destroyed…I mean, it had to have to been broken or destroyed because he used the Elder Wand in battle with me…the very same wand that's now currently resting in the beaded bag…so, his original wand should have been destroyed…but it hasn't…and now she has his wand…" Ivy whispered, burrowing herself deeper into Elijah's arms. Although she had only known the man for a few days, she never felt more safe anywhere else, than in his arms.

Hayley sighed. "Oh…I can understand why this Bellatrix wants you dead…why did Voldemort though?"

"Because it was my fault…if I hadn't…everything is my fault…" Ivy mumbled.

"No! It's not your fault! You didn't kill Ron…Bellatrix did so stop blaming yourself! Voldemort wanted you dead because of a stupid bloody prophecy that an idiotic seer predicted many years ago…Voldemort believed in this prophecy so much that he killed your parents, and then when you got to Hogwarts, he tried to kill you every year you were there…and then he rose to power in our 4th year and well, that made matters worse and then just when we finally beat him, Bellatrix came back from the dead…and she…you know what? I can't do this now…can we do this another time? This is…Bloody hell!" Hermione ranted, getting up from her seat and walking out of the room.

"Hermione-" Ivy began but Klaus left the room after her.

"It's alright…Klaus will check on her." Elijah said.

"She hardly knows him…" Ivy pointed out.

"You hardly know me and yet you trust me enough to hold you…" Elijah told her.

Ivy sighed. "That's different…you…saved me…"

"I might have saved you, but you now trust me enough…come now, sleep…you've had a horrible nightmare/memory and you need to sleep…" Elijah gently whispered to her, moving around on the bed so that he and Ivy were fully laying on the bed and were comfortable. Hayley smiled at the two and left the room.

"What if I can't sleep?" Ivy wondered aloud.

Elijah pressed his lips to her forehead. "Then I will be here to ensure that you do. Trust me Ivy, you are safe…with me, you are safe."

Klaus followed Hermione to the room that she had chosen to sleep in. Although he had only known the wand-wielder for a short period of time, he felt a sense of protection towards her, and towards Ivy, though he could not admit it, considering the dark haired beauty got on his nerves and drove him mad. But for Hermione, he felt the need to protect her, and to hear her side of her past. Sure, the past of the wand-wielders intrigued him and he wanted to know just what happened to make a stark raving wizard spend his life trying to kill a young woman but he also wanted to know Hermione's story. He could tell that the girl had been through so much, if her complete random passionate outbursts were anything to go by, but he knew that there was more to the story and that it was painful. He felt guilty that he was curious but he needed to know, so that he could protect them, despite the short time he had known them…known her.

"Hermione, look-" He began but Hermione stopped him.

"Klaus, I know that both Ivy and I owe you some sort of explanation but I can't…I can tell you that Voldemort was a horrible being of a man and even more terrible than you but he made Ivy's life a living hell…all because of some prophecy that he had to fulfil. And I helped her, because she's my best friend…she's my sister…but she is still being haunted by dreams and I wish that it would stop…I promise that we will tell you and Elijah everything but for now…" Hermione murmured, crossing her arms and sitting her bed. Her bed was a normal king-sized bed, with a dark purple quilt and pillows on it. The room was painted green, and had a dresser, a vanity table and a large window with deep green curtains.

"Honestly love, who's worse than me?" Klaus smirked.

Hermione looked at him. "He was…Voldemort was…and Bellatrix…You may believe that you are a monster but you are not. You are not like them and for that I am glad…I actually feel safer when I am around you…"

Klaus walked towards her, grabbing her hands and looking into her eyes. "I said before and I will say it again. As long as you are under my protection, you are safe. Both of you…and Hayley too…and I shall keep in mind that promise you made…Who is Ron?"

She sighed, fiddling with her necklace and the ring that was hung on it. "My…well, he was my fiancée, but Bellatrix killed him. She killed him right before our eyes and then we vanished…we don't if he was buried or anything because we just left. We knew that if we went back, Bellatrix would be waiting…I'm sorry, I can't…"

Klaus nodded, noticing the ring on her necklace. "I understand…well, when you are ready to tell me, I will be listening, but for now, sleep…it has been a long day and you need to rest... I shall leave you in peace."

He pressed his lips to her forehead, and then watched as she made herself comfortable on the bed. He then nodded, walked over to the door, and she looked at him, her eyes wet from tears but she gave him a small smile and closed her eyes. He lowered the lights, so that it was dark but not too dark and closed the door.

Klaus walked into the dining room and then walked into another room and started to pull off the sheets on various items of furniture to subdue his anger that was rising. He still had the feeling of protection towards Hermione and that she was getting under his skin. He knew now that he wanted nothing more than to protect her but he was confused about this feeling as he didn't know how to interpret it. He didn't know how to react when she told him about her lost love, but could sympathise with her. He too, lost people he loved…it was truly heart-breaking. As he continued to pull the white sheets off various pieces of furniture, he came across an item that he had placed on the table earlier, but had put it off to use it until now. He then stopped, with the item hiding in his hand and just stood, as he saw that Elijah had entered the room

"Well, Ivy is asleep, as well as Hayley, who is in the adjoining room next to her, so she'll be able to keep a look out for her. We need to…we have to protect them brother…I saw the look of fear in Ivy's eyes as I shook her awake. Whoever this Bellatrix is, she has made both Ivy's and Hermione's life hell and if that man was still alive, I'd like to…Brother, we need to protect them…all of them…including Hayley…" Elijah spoke.

Klaus sighed. "I know this brother…now, about Marcel…"

Elijah frowned. "Brother seriously? We have more pressing matters at hand."

"I know, but if we are to protect the wand-wielders and Hayley and the child, we need to plan…" Klaus told him.

"Well, in addition to the secret weapon Marcel has against the witches, he has also assembled a small army of vampires. I think, that with working with both Hermione and Ivy, if they agree, we could destroy them from the inside." Elijah suggested as he pulled of sheets on the furniture around them.

"And what of Rebekah? Has she stopped pouting long enough to join the fun? I take it you told her about the wand-wielders? Well, that they are in our protection…Have you told her?" Klaus asked.

Elijah sighed. "Well she has made her disinterest in you quite clear, but she is interested in the wand-wielders…I mean, you remember brother, that during those years that you quite graciously let her out, she befriended a few of them during her time at that school...Hogwarts it's called, but I can't remember the name of her friends but I remember that she was quite close to them and she loved working at the school…So if she is coming, she'll be here for them."

Klaus smirked. "Yes, well, I can understand her anger towards me, considering what I've done. I wonder if she shares that same belief that I can be saved. But no matter, I hope she says far away."

Elijah frowned. "And why is that brother?"

Klaus moved towards him, walking slowly. "Because I have a desire to reclaim this town…I have a desire to steal from Marcel all that he holds most dear and a desire to protect those that I hold dear…I mean if Marcel were to find out about our wand-wielders, who knows where we would be…You know what brother, I've just now only realised that I have one massive vulnerability. One weakness that Marcel could exploit, apart from the wand-wielders…"

Elijah nodded. "And what is that?"

"You…" Klaus said, suddenly stabbing the item he held in his hand, which was a metal stake tipped in the ash of a white oaked tree, into Elijah's heart. Elijah screamed and gasped at the gesture, his face going suddenly going grey.

Klaus stared at him as he did. "Forgive me, my brother…there is no power in love…Mercy makes you weak…family makes you weak…love makes you weak, and don't worry brother, I'll take good care of both Ivy and Hermione…if I am going to win this war, I have to do it alone…"

Don't hate us! We had to do this to Elijah! but not to worry, he will be gone for only a few chapters and then he'll be back...Ivy will make sure of that...

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