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Summary: After the war, Fallon Rebekah Potter Black makes some discovery about herself and her family, so she leaves England to go to Mystic Falls.

DISCLAIMER : I DON'T OWN HP NOR TVD! ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNERS! I ONLY OWN ANY OC CHARACTERS, THE IDEA AND THE PERSONALITY CHANGES OF OUR DEAR HARRY, WHO HERE IS NOW FEMHARRY!


For Fallon Rebekah Potter this has been the worst end of the school year. And by that she meant the war. They have lost so many people on both sides, the wizarding population is dwindling. At least in England.

Now, looking at this stick in her hands, she doesn't know what to think anymore. Fallon Potter Black, Lady of the Houses Potter, Peverell and Black is definitely pregnant.

Now, let it not be said that Fallon is dumb and resorted to only doing the muggle pregnancy test. No.

When she first started feeling unwell, she took the potion to see if she was pregnant, which showed positive. Disbelief was all she felt. Then she tried the spell, again, it showed positive. Not believing in the result, she went to the muggle pharmacy and bought ten pregnancy test.

All of them are positive.

Fallon quickly got up from the toilet seat and ran to the room she never usually visits.

Stopping in her tracks, she looked up and there it was. The only proof left.

Right there on the tapestry of the Potter family showed a line going down from her name.

Fallon Rebekah Potter is definitely pregnant.

And by the cursed Potter luck, it had to be a child of the dark blonde haired man she met during the celebration of her birthday and his bachelor party.


The next morning, Fallon woke up to a tapping on her window.

Opening her eyes, she got up from the bed and opened the window. Taking the letter from the owl, she took some owl food that was left from her dear beloved Hedwig, and gave it to the owl.

"Are you waiting for a reply?" she asked. The owl nodded it's head in response.

Opening the letter, she sat back down on the bed and read its contents.

Dear Lady Potter,

My name is Angelia Saltzman. I have seen on the family tapestry that you are expecting. I guess congratulations are in order. However, I fear that you should know that Alaric, the man who fathered your child, my grandson, comes from the family of Grindelwald.

My father was Gellart Grindelwald. Our family has never been dark, but as you know, Gellart was ambitious and a bit crazy. My mother has ran away when she found out that she was pregnant with me.

You should also know that my grandson, Alaric, is a squib. Even though he grew up with us, we have never told him that magic exists.

I am sorry to say that Alaric has married. Though, I must admit that I fear this marriage will not last. His wife is too, how should I say this?

Too bold, too daring.

Now, let me not bother you with this.

The reason I have wrote this letter is because I wish to meet you. I am an old woman, you see. I fear I do not have much time left.

If you can be so kind as to come to my manor, I would be forever grateful.

Enclosed in this letter is our family heirloom, a necklace which belonged to Grindelwald women for generations. I wish for you to have it. Also, you can find a key of our vault full of heirlooms, to give to your child, if by any chance I do not get to meet you and my great grandchild.

Ps. This letter is a portkey to the manor which will activate when you say the password "Grandchild". I know, I think I am funny too.

I can't wait to meet you,

Angelia Saltzman

Fallon stopped breathing. It was just her luck to sleep with the descendant of the first dark lord.

No matter, she will visit this woman. That's the least she could to.

Taking the necklace and key from the envelope, she gasped. The necklace was beautiful. It had a golden chain and an emerald stone, the color of her eyes.

Taking the emerald in her hands, she realized that it was a locket. Opening it up, she saw that it was empty.

Placing both items on her bed, she quickly grabbed some parchment and a quill and scribbled a quick response, announcing that she will come tomorrow morning.

After she wrote the response, Fallon had gotten ready, had a quick breakfast and left her home to visit Gringotts.

She had too much on her mind right now. She knew that she has to leave England.


Fallon has never in her life expected to see this. Right there, on her inheritance test, says that she is not who she thought she is.

Right next to where the father's name should be, as in James Potter, says Niklaus Mikaelson. And in the blood adopted father section says James Potter and Sirius Black.

What?

She knows who Niklaus Mikaelson is. Who doesn't? An Original Vampire, the Cursed Hybrid. But what she doesn't know is how?

Why?

How and why? How is that possible? Why did her mother cheat on her father? Why did no one tell her? Did Remus knew?

She refuses to accept that anyone other than James is her father. Because he was. James Potter gave up his life for her. This Niklaus was just a sperm donor.

And now, it turns out that she is a quadbrid. A wand wielder, a Wiccan, a werewolf and a vampire. She knows that she is not yet a werewolf, she hasn't killed a human yet, and to become a vampire, she has to die.

Which she did. But why doesn't she feel the thirst for blood?

She doesn't know. Is it because she is a wand wielder? Because she is pregnant?

And how can she even be pregnant?

So many questions, not enough answers.

She has to meet him. This Niklaus. Her father.

She needs answers.


THAT'S IT FOR THE PROLOGUE! REVIEWS ARE ALWAYS WELCOMED! NEXT CHAPTER IS COMING SOON!