1001 A.D.

In the past few years since I last saw you a lot has changed, first of all. I say this in the most modest way possible. I got hot. I liked my new face but with a few well placed glamour taught to me by Esther I did make a few enhancements, for example my pale blue eyes, I changed to my preferred emerald green, luckily my hair is still the pitch black it was from before I was reincarnated so I hadn't needed to change much more.

I would still talk to them... my first parents, even if it's a parallel world set a thousand years before they were born. If I ever needed to think or get something off my chest. It helps. Don't misinterpret this, I love all of my siblings. Even Finn and Kol but Mikael and Esther will never be my Dad and Mum. Mikael is an abusive, toxic, bastard that carries too much weight in physical prowess, and Esther is a manipulative, vengeful, holier-than-thou hypocrite that says that she will always protect us while knowing full well how cruel Mikael can be, especially to poor Klaus. At a certain point all the children of the family realised that we only each other. Except for Finn, he always held out hope, I guess he must know something we don't best he always believes we will all be one big happy family.

Elijah has become the dad of sorts, he's the one that berates us when we misbehave or comforts us when we can't take Mikael's constant abuse of Klaus or his constant of 'weakness' I took over from Mikael when it came to Klaus' training as well as Rebekah's, both not being able to participate for various reasons, Rebekah's skill with a blade is almost as sharp as her wit. Klaus is as good if not better than than the rest of us, but still Mikael refuses to acknowledge him for whatever reason but what I do know is Mikael will never be the father Finn still holds out hope he will be.

Our youngest brother, Henrik was born a few years ago and all of us have taken him under our wing to protect him from our mother and father. Kol and I have begun his magical training and I can already tell he will be just as powerful and skilful as us. Elijah has been teaching him to hunt and survive, but also to care for others, something that the people we call parents would never do. Klaus has taken to teaching him to carve and paint, as well as showing him to see the beauty of the world. Finn shows him discipline and restraint and how to think through everything logically. And finally Rebekah has cared for him like a mother would, they would play and comfort each other when sad. We all love him and we would be damned if Mikael and Esther would try to manipulate him.

We were happy for a while, just us and the village of werewolves that had started around us. Not everything lasts though, as you very well know. The beginning of the end started the day after the full moon when the wolves had changed and Klaus had taken little Henrik to watch them shift. Henrik, like any other curios eight year old would tried to get closer and got caught on the chest by a werewolf, killing him instantly. He didn't suffer, thank gods, but our baby brother, the shy, innocent, curious Henrik was gone.

Esther would be damned if she lost another child. Not like Freya.

3 months later

We all still miss Henrik, of course we do, but out of all of us, Bekah as I like to call her, and which annoys her to no end, took it the hardest. She basically raised him when Esther became too reserved to be a true mother and I don't even need to mention Mikael. At times I would still hear her cry to herself and all I could do, all any of us could do is hold her.

Esther became frantic with her grief, trying to find a way to stop herself from losing any more children. Mikael was even more bitter than usual and one day when he came to us. He gave each of us a cup and told us to drink. Thinking it regular wine, we did, to Henrik. Not realising something else was there. The blood of Tatia, a local girl that both Klaus and Elijah held affections for. Doing so started the first step of our new lives.

Second step: Mikael killed us all that night. Drove his sword into his children's hearts, then, into his own. A day later we woke up. We were all starving until Mikael went out took a local girl from the village cut her open and told us to drink.

We couldn't help it, it smelled so delicious. We drank and fed till there was nothing left and in doing so finished our transition to what we are today. The original vampires. Veins poured from our eyes, whites of our eyes darkened. The sun turned its back on us, burned us at the touch, vervain a plant which grew at the bottom of the ancient white oak tree near the village became toxic. The tree which Esther used to tie us to immortality is the only thing that can kill us.

Esther created rings which allows us to go out into the day, to protect ourselves from white oak we burned it until all that was left was ashes.

We didn't know what to do for a while, what is the first things you do with eternity? All we did was carry on, occasionally feed and spend time with each other. Business as usual.

That is until one night Klaus went out to feed and ended killing some poor girl in the process. He hunched over in agony as if something was trying to burrow out of him from the inside, his eyes glowed in the moonlight a haunting yellow, dark veins came down his cheeks like it did with all of us when we changed. Klaus was different than us, somehow.

'He's a beast!' Mikael said with disgust, realising what that meant. Klaus was not his son and our half brother. Esther was pregnant with him so that meant that Ether was unfaithful to Mikael with a werewolf. This caused him to go into a rage and slaughter half the village until he found the birth father of his step-son, an alpha named, Ansel. Mikes killed him where he stood.

That night

Mikael had taken Klaus to the forest that night so that he and Esther could seal his wolf away, forever. We tried to stop him, he was our brother after all, but Mikael had forced Finn and Elijah to hold us back so that Esther could lock Klaus' werewolf side away. The screams he made that night would literally haunt me forever. My baby brother was begging for help and I was helpless to stop him. Now Mikael had made his final mistake. Never again would he hurt my family, I'll make sure of it.

It's been three days since the ritual and Klaus hasn't spoken a word since. Of course he is still hurt, his own mother had an affair that led to his birth and eventual abuse from the man he called father, and Esther did nothing and now has splintered his very being, into never being whole.

It was a day later that Klaus had said his first words to us, 'Mikael killed Esther.' That left us reeling. We all knew Mikael was pissed, but to kill her? We had to leave, we all knew. But to where? None of us had ever left the village. So that night, we buried Esther, we made a promise. Elijah, Klaus, Bekah and I. 'Always and forever.' No matter what, when one of us needed each other, there would be no force on earth that could stop us from helping our family.

A/N skipping the whole aurora/julian storyline thing just know it is basically the same Harry won't change that.

1492 A.D

Katerina POV

It's been two years since I left my homeland of Bulgaria and came to England, I've almost completely assimilated to the life style and am currently cosying up to some local lords that are throwing a birthday ball. The birthday boys older brother, Elijah, is taking me to meet his brothers lords Klaus and Harry and sister lady Rebekah.

'Elijah!' Shouted a beautiful young blonde woman with deep blue eyes that scream mischief, whom I can only guess is lady Rebekah. 'Settle an argument will you brother? We're trying to decide whether or not Nik's newest painting is his best work' at that she points to an extremely handsome young man with shoulder length pitch black hair tied back and the greenest emerald eyes I had ever seen. 'or his worst.' To which she pointed to herself.

The black haired man just rolled his eyes with a grin on his face. Lord Elijah, just smiled and said, 'sister must you make an argument out of everything? We're here to celebrate Niklaus' birthday and yet your being rude in front of guests.' Lady Rebekah looked confused for a moment until finally noticing me and widening her eyes in surprise, as if recognising me. The other man just looked confused for a split second and then looked like nothing was wrong.

'I must apologise for my little sisters rudeness, my lady.' The man spoke evenly and grabs my hand to brush his lips to my knuckles in a customary greeting. Before smiling charmingly at me causing me to blush ever so slightly. Unnoticeable to everyone except for lady Rebekah and the mystery man. Not that I knew that. 'I am lord Harald Mikaelson,' he said before bowing slightly. 'This lovely lady is our sister, the lady Rebekah.' Who curtsied. Still continuing to stare at me confused, and for some reason somewhat angrily. Only stopping to smile at her brother warmly at the remark he gave her.

'A pleasure, my lord.' I return, curtsying in kind.

'And for the record brother,' lady Rebekah spoke to Elijah, 'of course I have to make everything an argument. How else would I win?' She asked rhetorically, with a mischievous grin to which her brothers laughed.

'Speaking of brothers,' I interrupted, making them look to me, 'I thought I would see yours, lord Klaus, it is his birthday party after all.' All of the rolled their eyes.

Lord Harald spoke for his siblings, 'Klaus is probably just waiting to make an entrance. His flair for dramatics is rivalled only by 'Bekah's here.' He joked rather informally showing his distaste for etiquette.' Rebekah just smiled and slapped his arm lightly. 'Speaking of which.' He said pointing towards the staircase.

I turned around to see another handsome, well dressed man walk down with a cockshshire grin on his face, "lord Klaus" I thought. It must be. He begins to greet his guests that he meets on his way towards us, thanking them for coming. But I can tell he doesn't care about any of the people here.

As he walks up I see a look of shock appear as he sees me. Why are they all surprised to see me? We've never met before. The surprise on his face is quickly disappeared as he finally stops next to us.

'Niklaus,' started Elijah. 'This is the lady katerina. She tells me she hails from Bulgaria.'

'здравей Катерина, за мен е истинско удоволствие да се запознаем.' (A/N google translate) 'hello Katerina, it is a genuine pleasure to make your acquaintance.' He spoke while kissing my hand with a slight bow like his brother before him

'а ти, господарю.' I replied in kind with a curtsy, impressed with his ability to speak my native tongue. His siblings just sighed in response.

'So Katerina,' lord Harland spoke up. 'What brings you to our humble abode this night.' Before taking a seat next to lady Rebekah, with lord klaus next to me.

Lord Elijah decided to speak for me, 'Lady Katerina was Trevor's companion this evening and he introduced us.'

'Ah' lord Harald seemed to understand. 'Ever the romantic that Trevor. Although I can see why he has been so taken with recently. With a face as beautiful as yours, it's no wonder men would be so happy to fall over themselves at a glimpse.' He smiled kindly, to which I smiled back with a blush. Lady Rebekah's glare increased but now also includes her brother in it. In what appears to be a jealous rage, grabbed her brothers hand and dragged him off.

After an awkward pause the lords Elijah, Klaus and I resumed our conversation, but my mind was still on the green eyed man who may or may not be murdered that night by a jealous sister.

Rebekah POV

I was seething. How could he? Right in front of me, he was flirting with that woman right in front of me.

'Bekah?' He asked confused. As if he didn't know what he had done. 'Bekah. What is wrong.'

'Nothing.' I hissed. 'Absolutely nothing is wrong. Everything is peachy bloody keen. Let's get something to eat.'

'Bekah, your a terrible liar, always have been. Now tell me what is wrong so I can kill whoever hurt you.' He said obviously joking. But I was not in a joking mood. 'Come on, tell me. You know I'm always here for you. So tell me... please.' He always spoke so softly with me, always so protective of me. It's one of the reasons he's my favourite brother. Also the reason that I hate him sometimes. As all siblings do.

'Why did you say those things to her, in front of me? Why did you think I wanted to hear them? I hear enough of it from Nik and Kol, I don't want to think about stuff like that... not with you.' I almost started crying at that.

'That's what made you so mad? The way I was talking to Katerina?' I'm ashamed to say that I flinched at the name. Gods it's like I'm a child again. 'Rebekah.' He said gently, using my full name. He hasn't used my full name in almost two hundred years. Only when angry or disappointed or in the 1273 incident. Both. The thought still sends shivers down my spine. 'You don't have to feel that way, we made a promise remember? Forever and always. There is not a person or force alive or undead that would keep me from you. I will never leave you alone and I will always love you.' The he hugged me so tightly that I thought he might break my ribs.

'No,' I denied. 'Eventually you will meet someone, fall in love and leave me behind. There won't be enough room in your heart for the rest of us... for me.' I knew it was silly when I said it, I knew he would laugh and tease me for being paranoid or pity me but I didn't care. I don't want to lose my big brother.

He just sighed and asked me to go out into the gardens with him. He said he wanted to tell me me something. Something important. As we walked, I could tell he was overthinking what he was going to say as he so often does. 'It's okay Harry. You can tell me.' I smiled at him and he did the same.

'Bekah you know I love you. You know I love Nik, Elijah, Kol and even Finn.' To which I just nodded worried. Where was this going? 'Ok, well there is a secret that I have been keeping from you... from all of you.'

'Harry I trust you. You can tell me. I promise that I will try and understand and accept it.'

He smiled the smile that has been with me for almost five hundred years. 'Okay, Bekah. But you have to promise me that you will listen to the whole story and ask your inevitable questions at the end.' I nodded, I'm starting to get really nervous.

'The truth is my real name is Harry Potter and I was actually born approximately five hundred years in the future in another world.'

Okay chapter2 I'm honestly surprised that I wrote this much in like 2 hours part 1 of 2 in the sort of prequel and I think I did a decent job. Tell me what you think. Remember write who you want Harry to be with in the comments anyone is a possibility as I said. Although I think someone misunderstood what I said last chapter. If you could stop using my comments section for homophobic or any kind of hateful comments that would be great. If not consider yourself banned. I will have zero patience if it happens again.

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