Chapter 10

Hermione's Awe

"Hello, my lovelies, how was your flight?" Klaus kissed Emma's cheek and shook Dan's hand in greeting. But his interest was primarily in Hermione.

"Well, it was certainly was quieter than coach class, we tried to convince Hermione to sleep, our daughter was too excited to see her best friend of course"

"Aah, the scholar herself" Hermione blushed and looked away.

"None of that now, we are in a perpetual state of learning everyday. I, myself, am over a thousand years old with several B.A degrees and Ph.D's in Art, Philosophy, English, Meta-physics, Politics and Economics. I was thinking about doing one in Child Psychology just for Hades sake. I think us magical creatures should stand for one another, I can even smell that your parents have gifts yet to be explored and unlocked."

"But sir, I mean, Mr Mikaelson, We are just mundane, no magical blood exists within us. When Hermione was born, we were pleased that she could go to a school where she could learn to control her magic, and she fitted in there, Harry helped her" Klaus tapped his chin in thought.

"Then how was Hermione born with the gift of magic. I think that you should talk to Elena's friend Bonnie St John, a fellow witch, a Bennett witch whose ancestral family came from Salem. Someone has possibly bound your magic?"

"But why?" Dan bellowed in fury

"To separate you from your daughter, there are infinite amounts of reasons as to why, but the magical world has very backward views in terms of mundane-born remaining with their no-maj parents throughout their schooling."

"But who would do that to us?"

"I have one suspect, Albus too-many-bloody-names Dumbledore" Klaus growled

"Can we talk to Mrs St John later, when we can process this information?"

Emma asked

"Of course, go and make yourselves comfy in the stretch limo, drinks and snacks will be provided. Hermione may have one glass of champagne, this is a very special reunion after all"

"Hmm, maybe just the one, as long as she eats" Emma smiled faintly as her daughter beamed. "I promise, maman" Daniel Granger was getting his head around the fact that he and his family were going to be housed with five of the 1000 year old vampires and Hybrids. He would have to make sure that he never cut himself in their view. They got into the limo. Dan gulped "Are you driving back in your SUV?"

"I have lots of self-control. Mr Granger. I am extremely old but fortunate enough to not look the actual age I am, no need to be concerned" Klaus smiled at the nervous Dan Granger who smiled back as a trickle of sweat dripped down his forehead.

Hermione was stunned and opened her mouth to ask a barrage of questions. Her mother slapped her hand over her mouth "Now, darling, don't be rude, I am sure we will get to know our gracious hosts in time"

Klaus grinned at the eager learner "Nonsense, questions are there to be asked, are they not?"

"Yes Mr Mikaelson, I mean, I have so many, like…. "How were you turned into the first vampires?"

"Aah, the million dollar question isn't it"

"I am not asking to be rude, I am genuinely curious. How is it you have a viking surname, didn't they live in Sweden, Iceland Norway and Finland and from the stories, they only invaded England. Ragnar Lodbrok was notorious for pretending to die and using the trojan horse trick to invade Frankia."

"Yes, we are distantly related to Ragnar Lodbrok, but my family fled from the old world, to Mystic Falls in the Americas for safety. Tribes often turn on each other in fear. My Step-father was a werewolf hunter and he hunted for sport and bloodshed, not out of fear. His name was Mikael, he was vicious in his hunts. He was my monster, but the point I am making is that our mother was just as much a monster. She turned us with the blood of a doppelganger, my lover's blood, Tatia's blood after delving into dark magic to protect us. We had no choice but to do as she said."

"And so the original Hybrid and the 4 original vampires were made that night in 992 A.D. Nature turned on us, the villagers became afraid of us, so three of us fled together, myself, Elijah and my dear little sister Rebekah, Kol was daggered by Mikael and he killed my mother in a fit of rage after he discovered her infidelity with the very werewolf tribe he liked to hunt. The infidelity that produced me."

Daniel and Emma Granger were stunned as Klaus fell silent.

"I am so sorry that you have suffered the follies of your prideful parents" Hermione said with a stubborn air. "It isn't your fault"

"Can I ask an easier question now?"

Klaus chuckled "Yes, Hermione"

"How do you walk around in the daytime?"

"I am a Hybrid, Hermione, I have the best of both worlds, I can shift whenever I want, I don't need a daylight ring or pendant. Quite useful really if you think of it logically, my bite is deadly to rogue vampires, I have speed and better control of my bloodlust than my brothers and sisters. They won't harm you as you are the best friend of my grandson, therefore, you are classed as family. No-one touches or harms family if they want to live to tell the tale"

"Uh-huh" Hermione hummed thoughtfully

"Even easier, how is Harry?"

"Thriving, and happy, and loved"

"Good, keep it that way, Mr 'I'm immortal' Mikaelson"

Klaus started chuckling and when he stopped at the look of horror on the Granger's faces. He stuttered out "I do like you, Miss Granger, don't tell anyone though. I will never admit it in front of others"

Hermione blushed then giggled sitting back to enjoy her 'allowed' one glass of champagne while contemplating her reunion with her best friend.

A/N: I have brought the timeline forwards to allow for a evil time travelling manipulative old wizard who shall not be named AWBPD Take a guess whom I am bashing heavily.