Hello,
It's been 84 years! Sorry for the late posting…it's been a hectic few weeks since we last posted anything and then we let the events of the real world distract us...Our minds and eyes were on the Sydney Siege/Lindt Chocolate Cafe and the people/hostages involved. It was a terrifying and tiring few days, watching the victims on the TV and then the attack in Pakistan happened and then to make matters worse, the massacre in Cairns (which is where miss bNd from and she has family in the area where the massacre happened, so that was few scary hours as she tried find any news about her family). Even though Selena (bNd) was safe (she is in Cairns at the moment) and Sara (rw007), who is still in Melbourne with her family, it made us think and considering Australia has not been through something like this in a long time, it still was scary and sad. So with that saying, we like to dedicate all our chapters to those affected, by any attack, not just the Sydney Siege, but Cairns massacre plus 9/11 and others. We know it may not seem much, but just know that you are in our hearts and we think of you. We know it's random, but we do.
And to the random guest reviewer, thanks for being nice. We had PMs from people saying that Hermione is really OOC and they were very rude, but your review was actually nice and thanks for that. We know that Hermione is OOC, but it is vital for this story. As the story goes on and we show more flashbacks, you'll see why she is so OOC because she's been through a lot and that changes a person. Like torture and all that jazz can change someone and it takes a while before that person is back to themselves. And they are both suffering PTSD, and that can make a person so different.
We don't anything…Julie Plec and JK Rowling do…
Chapter Eleven:
"Okay, so she started chanting in some foreign language and then quickly left without saying another word and you're not telling Klaus why?" Ivy asked, frowning at Hayley, as she sat on the single sofa across the girls in the living room. It was the day after the masquerade party and after Sabine had mysteriously left. Hermione and Hayley were sitting on the couch, discussing the events of the night before, Ivy telling them about Marcel and Hermione telling her about Sabine's strange behaviour.
"I don't know…I spent all night last night trying to figure out what language she was speaking and it's not known in any language. And I had the chance to tell him, but I think with everything that's going on, this would just make him go ballistic and even crazier than he is now. And besides, that whole plan didn't exactly go to plan last night." Haley replied.
"Tell me about it. Well, if you're not going to tell Klaus, at least tell Rebekah. I mean, she is trying to keep her promise to Elijah, even though she's going about it differently. Speaking of Elijah, we are no close to finding him." Ivy groaned.
Hermione looked to her. "I thought that Marcel was returning Elijah to Klaus after Klaus saved his life when that witch went a little crazy last night and tried to kill all the vampires."
Ivy frowned. "I didn't know that….how did you know that?"
"Klaus might've mentioned it in passing, when I was going to bed." Hermione mumbled as Ivy glared at her. "Alright, Klaus has asked me to help him write his memoirs and he told me."
Hermione was not expecting Klaus to ask her that at three in morning when she went to the kitchen for a glass of water. She had been up most of the night, due to reading various spell books and history books that she had in her possession, trying to figure out the language that Sabine had chanted, and also, trying research any information on Bellatrix Lestrange, not that there was much in the history books of magic she had, but she had to start somewhere. She knew that she had changed over the many years of being on the run and that she was not her old usual self. The war had changed her and so did losing Ron, but not just that. The years in Australia and around the world, running from a madwoman who wanted revenge had changed. The torture, tears, pain and blood spilled had changed her, but at least books were still her one escape, even though she was reading for information about the current situation she was in.
She remembered the moment Klaus had asked her how she was faring on her quest to bring down Bellatrix, and she told him that books can only go so far, that she needed answers. She remembered how he offered to contact his people in the United Kingdom, offering to find out answers from his people in her old homeland. She was grateful for the offer and in return, she accepted his rather surprising offer of writing his memoirs, since she was fond of books and writing. She then noticed that Ivy was trying to gain her attention, and so, snapped out of her thoughts and focused on the green-eyed woman.
"Sorry, just thinking…what did you say?" Hermione mumbled.
Ivy frowned. "I asked when you made the decision to be a writer of Klaus's memoirs…not that I'd mind learning about the past of all the Originals, but it seems strange."
"Says the girl who shares a bond with the eldest Original and has only known him for a short while…" Hermione pointed out. Hermione was concerned over Ivy's bond with Elijah and Rebekah. But then again, she shouldn't talk, as she too had felt a bond with Klaus. Hermione wasn't sure what she felt for the hybrid but she knew that she felt safe around him, well around all of them really. But she was being cautious, as she had only met the Originals a few weeks ago and already, she was living with them and trusting them. She told herself not to be too trusting but not too cautious either as Klaus had proven his trust to her.
"Well, at least I'm not the one writing the autobiography of a lunatic." Ivy snapped.
"Hey, come on, Klaus is not that bad...I mean, sure he is a killing machine that has no remorse but he get things done." Hayley spoke up, hoping to calm the two ladies down.
"Sorry…I must be on edge about this whole thing. That's um, weird but okay that you're writing his memoirs. You'll get to learn more about them that way." Ivy said, looking at Hermione. "Just be careful, okay?"
Hermione nodded. "I will…and you be careful too. This whole looking for Elijah thing is hard, but we'll find him. And then we'll get to looking after Mama Wolf here."
"Hey, I am not some damsel in distress!" Hayley scoffed.
"Really? Does the whole situation with Rebekah saving you from those vampires or that thing with the witches ring any bells?" Ivy asked, waving her hands in the air.
Hayley gave her a look. "That was different…I wasn't prepared…"
"Right…" Hermione nodded her head.
"So, I shouldn't have killed the vampires that were about to have you for dinner? And here I thought I was being heroic saving your knocked up arse from such blood thirsty animals." They heard Rebekah speak as she entered the room. Ivy smirked as Hermione gave small smile and Hayley rolled her eyes.
"No, not that I appreciate your help, I…oh forget it." Hayley mumbled as Ivy burst into laughter and Rebekah gave a smirk. Ivy then stopped her laughter as she noticed that Agnes had walked in and she looked to her godmother.
"Oh, yes, Hayley, you have a visitor. Ivy, help me search for attics." Rebekah ordered as she walked over the other couch across the room. Ivy then noticed that Rebekah had a laptop in her hand and she sighed, looking to Hermione. On one hand she wanted to go and help her godmother but then she wanted to stay and keep an eye on Agnes but she didn't need to worry as Hermione gave her a reassuring look and Ivy nodded, getting up from her seat and walking to her godmother. She noticed that Rebekah had opened up the laptop on the coffee table and was searching abandoned areas around the city. Ivy sat in the chair adjacent to her and crossed her arms.
"So, just what are we looking for?" Ivy asked. She could hear Agnes say hello and ask Hayley how she was doing. She smiled at Hayley's snarky response of a witch escorting a pregnant werewolf in the bayou is nothing to see.
"Attics."
Ivy rolled her eyes. "Yes, you said that but just what kind of attics?"
"Dusty, old ones with curtains. Oh, and it was wooden…brown…those type of attics….And Hayley, a lot of women would kill to have a child. It strikes me as odd that you're not taking better care of yours." Rebekah commented, still typing away on the laptop.
Ivy sighed, watching her godmother search for attics and listening to the conversation between Hayley and Agnes. Ivy frowned when Agnes mentioned that she knew a doctor and that she had made an appointment for just her and Hayley and was about to say something but was stopped by Hermione.
"That's very kind of you Agnes, but if it's alright with you, I'll accompany you and Hayley tonight for her check-up, considering we're bonded and all." Hermione said.
"Thank you for askin-"
"I wasn't asking Agnes."
Ivy could see Hermione staring Agnes down and Hayley looking between the two. She also noticed that Rebekah had stopped typing and was waiting to see what happened next.
"I think that would be fine. So it's settled then? I'll take you both you the bayou?" Ivy heard Agnes asked and she turned to Rebekah who had started typing again.
"Do you want me to go with them?" Ivy asked.
"No, you're with me today. Besides, Hermione looks like she can handle it. I need you with me." Rebekah replied.
Ivy nodded and then she saw Hayley, Hermione and Agnes leave the room, and she sat back in her seat. She then heard footsteps and then rolled her eyes as she saw Klaus walk pass her and ruffled her head.
"Honestly Sister, still at it? I swear I saw you on that laptop not even an hour ago. How does one begin, anyway? Just type in 'anonymous attic'?" Klaus asked as walked to the drinks table near the couches. She saw him pour himself a drink and turned around, raising his glass to her.
"Someone has to find Elijah, and even with Ivy's help, I still don't it will be enough, even if I have search every bloody attic in this city." Rebekah muttered, still looking at the laptop.
"It's like for a needle in a rather large pile of needles." Klaus smirked, leaning against the back of one of the sofa chairs.
"I remember details about the attic that Marcel took me to. There were shutters on the windows behind Elijah's coffin."
"That'll narrow it down, considering almost every attic has windows with shutters." Ivy scoffed. Klaus smiled as Rebekah gave her a filthy look.
"Greenie is right." Klaus spoke as he walked over to them and sat on the other chair that was across from Rebekah. Ivy frowned at Klaus's nickname for her. "Now, there could be another reason as to why Marcel is delaying the return of our dear brother. I believe that he is no longer in charge of the situation anymore and that a certain witch by the name of Davina. If Davina's loyalty to Marcel is strained, than perhaps the young witch is open to a new alliance."
Ivy frowned. "Okay and you think this because? I mean, why would she be open to a new alliance? And secondly, what's up the name Greenie?"
"It's my new nickname for you. Bitch has already been taken up by dearest sister here, so alas, Greenie for your enchanting green eyes." Klaus told her. "And like I said, if her loyalty to Marcel is shaken, who's to say that she won't be able to trust someone like say, myself?"
"Right, because everybody just loves and trusts you right? And the name is Ivy, or Ivianna if you wish, but not Greenie." Ivy snapped.
"But I like Greenie...it suits you my dear…" Klaus remarked, raising his glass and taking a sip.
Ivy was about to speak again but was interrupted by Rebekah.
"If you two have had enough of your bickering, let's get back to important matters here, like rescuing a certain brother who is daggered in a coffin and in the hands of a mad witch? Do one of you even care about saving Elijah? No I guess not, because one is annoyed over the nickname Greenie and the other is out for power instead of rescuing his own brother…Funny that." Rebekah ranted.
"Oh love, come on. I'd prefer thinking of it as killing two birds with one stone and I'm sure Ivy will warm up to her new nickname…won't you Greenie?" Klaus smirked.
"It's Ivy! God, it's bad enough that I have to deal with nicknames such as 'The Chosen One' or 'The Girl Who Lived' and now this…god you vampires are infuriating…" Ivy grunted.
"Come on sister, even you must think it's a good idea. Rob Marcel of his secret weapon and bring our dear uptight brother, Greenie's lover, home." Klaus smirked.
There was a flash of red light, and needless to say, Klaus wasn't smirking a few minutes later, when he was lying on the floor, stunned and unconscious.
"Right then, because casting a spell solves everything…what it is called again?" Rebekah asked, looking down at her unconscious brother.
"Stupefy…it's a stunning spell. It's very handy…and it got him to shut up didn't it" Ivy said simply, twirling her wand in her hands.
"True that…well, remind me never to piss you off."
Night-time had fallen by the time Hermione, Hayley and Agnes had arrived to the doctor's office in the bayou. The office was an old battered looking house and in the midst of the trees and the fact that it was located in the middle of nowhere, it looked suspicious. Hayley was sitting in the front seat of Agnes's car where Hermione was seated in the back. Agnes of course was in the driver's seat.
"This is the doctor's office?" Hayley asked. It seemed Hayley had doubts like Hermione.
"Dr Paige is only this far out because Marcel's men kept terrorizing her patients. Go, both of you…she won't bite." Agnes assured them. Hermione frowned at Agnes's eager statement but shook her head and got out of the car, closing the door behind her as Hayley did the same.
Hermione linked arms with Hayley and the two walked slowly to the office.
"You brought your wand didn't you?" Hayley whispered.
"Yes…I did…don't worry…you're safe with me." Hermione assured her.
The two walked up the steps towards the office and opened the front door, walking inside. It looked like a normal doctor's office, with a front desk, chairs for people to sit on and posters on the wall about health, along with pamphlets and various other things to promote health. Hermione thought it was strange that this Dr. Paige was advertising normal every day health problems if she was a doctor of the supernatural, but then again, the supernatural does get sick and so, the posters were a good touch.
Hermione could feel that Hayley was still tense and she lead her towards a couple of chairs, making them both sit down and she rested her hand on Hayley's.
"Hey, it's fine…I'll be here."
"Okay…"
The streets were filled up with music and dancing and mayhem but of the good kind. It seemed that there was a festival going on and the streets were alive, celebrating. Ivy smiled at the sights around her and she could feel herself starting to relax as the people around her were dancing and singing and playing music. Rebekah had left her there, after telling her that she was off to seek out a lead in finding Elijah and to do that, Rebekah would have to pay a visit to a popular vampire bar. Because the vampires didn't know about Ivy and her connection with Rebekah, Rebekah had told her to stay in the streets and that she would collect her when the time came. Ivy understood, but wished that she could help her godmother but she knew that Rebekah would be fine.
Ivy pulled her navy blue denim jacket around her and smiled. She was wearing a white singlet top with a long grey maxi skirt and white ballet flats. Her wand was tucked inside her denim jacket, which was easy to get to but invisible too. She continued walking down the busy streets of the French Quarter when she felt eyes on her. She turned around and then gasped as she noticed Marcel was there.
"Marcel…" she spoke softly.
"I just saw you walking around and I didn't know how to approach-" he began but ivy held up her hand, waving him off.
"It's fine…you can talk to me any time." Ivy said.
"It would help if I had a phone number of some sorts…" Marcel gestured.
"Oh…uh, that would help but unfortunately I can't." Ivy told him.
Marcel nodded. "Oh..."
"Not because I don't want to give you my number…You see, I'm a little afraid of mobiles…well any sort of gadget really…I have this phobia of them…I mean I have a phone, but I hardly use it…I was actually forced to buy it but I don't use it." Ivy lied. She couldn't tell him the real reason as to why she didn't want to give him his number or why she hardly used it. She knew Hermione used hers, but just with Hayley and Klaus. Ivy used hers to stay in contact with Rebekah and Elijah but if she was honest, she was scared of using them because of Bellatrix. Ivy knew that Bellatrix could track her down that way and so, she refrained from using any sort of technology. But she couldn't tell Marcel that.
Marcel laughed, believing the lie. "Really?"
"Really…"
"Well, then that's alright…how about an address and I can send a letter?" he smirked.
"Oh, I'm not sure we're up to that part of the relationship to give each other's address." Ivy remarked.
Marcel smiled. "Relationship, huh?"
Ivy gasped. "I mean, friendship…way too early to be calling this a relationship…"
Marcel chuckled. "Friendship then…"
"Friendship…okay, here…" Ivy pulled her mobile phone and gave it to him. "Put your number in there and send a text from my phone to your phone and that way you'll have my number."
Marcel nodded, typing away on her iPhone. He then handed the phone back to her and smiled.
"There you are…you have my number, and," He pulled out his mobile and nodded. "And I have yours. So with that out of the way…I have a favour to ask. Now you can say no if you want but I'm hoping you'll say yes. You see, I have this girl, well teenager actually and she's a very close friend of mine. She's been in my care for a while now but you see, she needs an escort for tonight."
"So she's like a foster child?" Ivy asked. Ivy couldn't help but wonder if he was talking about Davina, but shook her head, focusing on him.
"In a way….anyway, I was hoping that you would hang out with her, keep an eye on her. I would but she probably doesn't want some old guy like me cramping her style and so I thought of you but I couldn't get in touch with you." Marcel explained.
Ivy nodded. "Okay…"
Marcel frowned. "Really? I'm surprised that you would accept considering I thought you would think I'm some hot-head after my behaviour at the masquerade ball."
Ivy shrugged. "We all have our hot-headed moments, trust me I'd know. But she's young, and she needs a friend to look out for her so, I'll do it. I mean all I am doing is just walking around so she and I can walk around together if you need to do things."
"You know, he was supposed to stop hovering like ten minutes ago, but he hasn't." a feminine voice spoke behind him and Ivy saw a young girl with long wavy brown hair and brown eyes staring back at her. She looked to be fifteen and was wearing a white dress with straps and brown boots.
"Well, he is your guardian apparently and in a way that's like being a parent I think, so parents are supposed to hover and annoy the crap out people." Ivy pointed.
The girl laughed. "Yeah, I guess."
"Davina, this is Ivy." Marcel introduced them. Ivy froze at the name but composed herself as Marcel turned to her. "Ivy this is Davina."
Davina held out her hand to her and Ivy was stumped, because she knew that if she touched Davina's hand, Davina would figure out that she's a witch and all hell could break loose. Or if what Klaus said was true and that the loyalty between Davina and Marcel was strained, Davina would be curious about her. And so, Ivy grabbed Davina's hand and she felt the surge of electricity passed between the two, which made Davina gasped so silently and to look at Ivy, who smiled her warmest smile at the witch.
"It's wonderful to meet you Davina." Ivy spoke.
Davina nodded. "Like wise…"
The sound of a baby's heartbeat was a beautiful sound and Hermione couldn't help but to smile at the sound. She turned to Hayley, who currently was lying on the table as Dr. Paige, a blonde-haired woman, moved the heart-beat monitor over Hayley's stomach. They were currently in a small room that consisted of benches, a table and a small desk.
"Your baby's heartbeat is perfect." Dr Paige informed them.
"Of course she's perfect. She takes after her mother. Oh god, if that's the case, that means this one is going to be trouble." Hermione teased.
Hayley scoffed. "Oh geez, thanks…but I'm glad the baby is okay."
Dr Paige smiled at the duo as she walked away and Hermione helped Hayley sit up, as Hayley wiped the cool gel off her stomach.
"That's a unique birthmark." Dr Paige commented. Hermione frowned and looked to where the doctor was staring. There was a birthmark shaped like a crescent moon of sorts located on Hayley's left shoulder and Hermione had to agree with the doctor. It was strange and unique. Hayley shrugged and pulled her cardigan on.
"We're pretty much done here right?" Hayley asked. The sound of a mobile going off alerted both Hermione and Hayley. Hayley pulled out her phone and sighed, showing the screen to Hermione. It was Rebekah, asking where they were and if they had seen Ivy.
"Bloody Rebekah. She's supposed to be keeping an eye on Ivy." Hermione muttered.
"Ivy will be okay…did you hear that she used a stunning spell on Klaus earlier today, just after we left?" Hayley giggled.
"She did what?" Hermione gasped.
"According to Rebekah, Klaus was being an arse and Ivy stunned him. Oh come on you have to admit it's pretty funny." Hayley chuckled.
"It might be funny but I can only imagine what Klaus has planned for her as retaliation." Hermione muttered.
"Your blood pressure's a bit high, so I'm gonna to give you something for it." Dr Paige informed them as she walked out of the room. Hermione noticed her walk to Agnes, who had been waiting outside in the main room of the clinic. Hayley texted Rebekah and then suddenly, the sound of a wolf howling in the night filled their ears, followed by the sound of a car driving up. Hayley got off the table and she walked up to the window, with Hermione behind her.
"Is it just me, or do you have that weird feeling that something bad is about to happen?" Hermione whispered. She turned to her side and noticed that the doctor was still talking to Agnes, before grabbing something of the shelf and walking back into the small room. Hermione stood in front of Hayley, who had grabbed her arm and held on.
"Ah, you know, I'm actually not that good with pills." Hayley told Dr Paige.
"Well, me neither, truth to be told." The doctor replied, walking away from them. Hermione turned to see that three men had walked into the clinic and was talking with Agnes. She heard a sound behind her and saw that Dr. Paige was heading towards Hayley with a syringe and Hermione acted quickly, pulling out her wand but she didn't need to as Hayley quickly got the better of the doctor but head-butting her and injecting the syringe in her.
The commotion caused attention from the men and Agnes, in which Hermione waved her wand at the door, casting a spell to lock the door.
"We don't have much time." Hermione whispered as she grabbed Hayley and prepared to apparate but was stopped by Hayley.
"Woah, what are you doing?" Hayley asked.
"Side-apparating you home…" She informed the pregnant wolf.
"No! You can't…What if it hurts the baby?" Hayley panicked.
"Oh, I didn't think of that…" Hermione muttered. In fact, Hermione did not know if apparition would harm an unborn child and she knew she couldn't risk it. She turned around, looking for a way to escape and saw the window. She raised her wand, blowing a hole in the wall and grabbing Hayley's hand, the two jumped through it, running out and heading towards the safety of the forest.
"So, you're a witch, like me, but instead you have a wand and your magic comes from your core. Wow, I don't I've ever met someone like you. I thought we, well my kind were the only witches." Davina murmured as she fiddled with her hands.
Davina and Ivy were seated at a table in the bar Rousseaus watching a band play loud music to the people in the bar. Ivy was first hesitant to be in the bar/café, but was then persuaded by Davina and so walked in with the young girl. She was further assured when she found out that Sophie was not working the bar and she relaxed, and even proceeded to answer some of Davina's questions, starting with the obvious one and Ivy told Davina that she was a witch but a different and more kinder species of witch.
"Yes…and Davina, there is a whole world of supernatural creatures out there, not just witches. But yes, I am a witch but different to your kind of witch." Ivy told her.
"This is cool…does Marcus know?" Davina asked.
"No…and you mustn't tell him, at least not yet. I will tell him soon but on my terms." Ivy pressed.
"Oh yes…but I would have thought he knew, because he's good at sensing things like that." Davina murmured.
"I'm sure he is but I kinda drank a potion that masked my magic from all supernatural creatures, except of course fellow witches, but he doesn't know." Ivy informed her.
"Oh…"
"Look, I know that it may seem suspicious, but I've trusted people before and it hasn't turned out very well and I need to know if I can trust them before revealing to them my power. Can you understand that?" Ivy asked.
Davina nodded and looked to the band. Ivy frowned, as Davina had been doing that most of the night and had been looking at one particular boy in the band. Ivy watched as the boy packed up his violin and walked off the stage and out of sight. She also saw Davina follow his every move and Ivy smiled, seeing that Davina clearly knew him.
"I guess…"
Ivy nodded. "Who's the young man that you've spent the entire night staring at? The boy with the violin?"
Davina blushed. "Tim…we've known each other since we were ten. He and I did everything together, went to school together, and hanged out. Then, I had to leave school and he lost contact and I never go to say goodbye. He and I were good friends…and if life didn't turn out the way it did…
"It could have turned into something more…" Ivy finished. "I get it…"
Davina shook her head. "It's ancient history. Uh, do you want to leave? Maybe walk around for a bit? I just have to go to the bathroom first."
Ivy nodded, and Davina quickly took off, heading towards the ladies toilets faster than lightning. Ivy sighed, feeling a little sorry for her. Ivy stood up from her seat and was about to join Davina when she was stopped by a familiar blonde-haired vampire.
"Oh great, just what I needed. What, my stunning spell didn't last long enough?" Ivy muttered
Klaus handed her a napkin and Ivy frowned. "Tell her that this is from one of the musicians and that she'll want to leave and you're going to help her, without Marcel seeing. Oh, and good trick with the spell, though don't try that again."
"Klaus, I can't be compelled and you cannot ask me to do this. She's just a teenager!" Ivy snapped.
"You will do this, or Elijah is as good as dead." Klaus muttered.
"No…I will not hurt her. Don't make me stun you again." Ivy sneered.
"Then I am sorry about this Greenie…consider this payback for earlier today" Klaus murmured and Ivy frowned, wondering what he was up to as he grabbed her shoulder and suddenly, Ivy's world went black.
