Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and The Vampire Diaries. They belong to J.K. Rowling and L.J. Smith. I am writing this just for fun and no money is being made.
AN: I would like to apologize for any mistakes in advance. Hope you like it.
Mystic Falls
Caroline was having a hard time believing that Elena could be so nonchalant about getting someone killed. Elena told them everything – from Esther's plan to the point where Elena knew that Athena was also connected to the Originals and would have died. She, Rick and Jeremy were all left flabbergast after realizing that Elena didn't tell this to anyone. She could see that Elena believed every word she told them. It wasn't difficult to believe that Klaus's daughter would be evil, but Elena trying to get the girl killed because she could be evil was something, she wasn't able to comprehend. Her best friend Elena, the girl they had grown up with – caring, compassionate, loyal and empathetic person they had known was nowhere to be found when it came to Athena. Caroline knew what Klaus did to Elena was going to affect her somehow, but trying to kill a girl who hasn't done anything to harm any of them wasn't like her.
Jeremy had talked to Athena and he was positive that she was a nice person, nothing like her family which was why his sister's actions shocked him the most. He tried to talk to Elena, but when it seemed futile, he left with parting words to her – 'You should think about what you've done wrong before it comes back to bite you in the ass.'
Alaric didn't say much, but it was clear to the three of them that he didn't approve and was disappointed at Elena. He had never interacted with the youngest Mikaelson, but from what he knew, both the Salvatore's were fond of her or they would have planned one thing or the other to kill her. Else why would she be important to both Stefan and Damon? She saved them from Klaus. Why would she have done that? He didn't know anything about her, but one thing he was sure about. He didn't want Athena dead. At least not until she did something to hurt anyone he cared about.
Hearing that Elena slept with Damon shocked her. Caroline knew that Elena loved both the Salvatore's and was confused between them, but she had never thought she would sleep with Damon. At least not while Stefan was still in the picture. As she thought more about it, she was convinced that this was the reason behind Stefan skipping the town, not the she could blame him.
But what really confused Caroline was Damon's reaction and the fact that he attacked Elena for Klaus's daughter. He had always been impulsive, especially when it came to Elena and everyone knew that he would do anything or kill anyone for her. She couldn't help but think that there was definitely something which she was missing. How could Damon Salvatore attack Elena Gilbert, especially after he got what he wanted? Something was amiss, but what? As she paced in her living room, it hit her like a ton of bricks – Damon's behavior towards Athena at the party in the woods and Elena's jealously at seeing the girl with the Salvatore's.
Caroline has always seen Damon standing right beside Elena no matter what or how wrong she was being. He was the person who would have killed anyone for Elena, but not recently. Now that she thought about it, she hadn't seen them spending time together in a long time. Not in the grill or anywhere else. Damon's flirtatiousness has ceased towards Elena. How had she not noticed this before? It was clear to everyone that both the Salvatore's cared about Athena. Stefan was distraught by Elena's betrayal, so it was clear that he thought of the girl as a friend if not more. Damon on the other hand slept with Elena, but tried to kill her when he realized that she posed a threat to the girl.
There could only be a single reason behind it all – 'Damon liked the Mikaelson witch.'
Caroline's eyes went wide and her hands slapped her mouth as comprehension dawned on her. But the question remained – How did Damon Salvatore fall for Klaus's daughter? Bonnie had told her that Athena was powerful. Did the witch do something or did Damon genuinely liked her?
Stefan would have known, but his number was still not reachable. Now, there was only one person who would be able to give her answers – Alaric or Damon!
She would have to wait and see whether she should involve Bonnie or not.
Dursley's House, London
As soon as Klaus and Kol entered the house, they cringed simultaneously. It was a typical English house, but almost everything was either pink or peach in color – the wallpaper, the tablecloth or any other thing they could see. As they followed Petunia inside, they noticed that even the living room decorated in pastel colors – badge, salmon pink, and peach, but the house was spotless and surgically clean. The living room had a boarded-up fireplace, in front of which sat an electric fire. A big burly man with an extremely large face was sitting in front on the sofa watching TV. The room was littered with the pictures of Petunia, her husband and a fat boy, who definitely was their son because he was just as large as his father.
Vernon didn't look away from the TV and kept chomping on his chips until Petunia said, "Vernon, darling? We have some guests."
He regretfully looked away and at the newcomers as he asked, "Who are you?"
Kol looked around with ease as he settled himself on the sofa opposite the man while Klaus stayed where he was.
"I'm Kol and this is my brother Klaus."
"What do you want?" Vernon asked grumpily, while Petunia was busy smiling at the two handsome men, being a perfect hostess.
Klaus looked at them and said, "We are looking for someone and I'm sure you would be able to help us."
"Who are you looking for?" Petunia asked pleasantly.
"Your niece, Athena." Klaus answered as he observed the two. He remembered Athena's words perfectly – 'All my life, I've lived with people who hated my existence.' These were the people, Lily's sister and her husband who hated both Lily and Athena. He also remembered Lily grieving about the fact that her sister hated her and won't be there at her wedding. Petunia wanted nothing to do with her.
Both the Dudley's stared at them as their eyes widened. Vernon turned red as soon as he heard the name. He had thought that they had finally gotten rid of the girl and her kind. He wanted them away from his home. So, before Petunia could open her mouth and answer, he shouted at the men, "We don't know where the freak is! She isn't here."
Kol tensed while Klaus asked through gritted teeth, "Freak?"
"Who are you and why are you looking for her?" Petunia interfered before her husband could say anything else. These men looked normal, but she could be mistaken.
"You see, the person you just called a freak is my daughter." Klaus said calmly with an underlined threat in his tone, but the couple didn't notice.
Petunia's eyes widened and she looked at the two sharply, while Vernon turned red as he yelled, "What do you mean your daughter? Petunia's sister was her mother and is Potter's spawn. She was left on our door when they died. I spent my hard-earned money on her, fed her, gave her a place to live under my roof, tolerated her freakishness in my home for all those years! That old crackpot fool lied and it was all for nothing?!"
Both the brothers looked at Vernon with narrowed eyes. The man had turned purple while shouting and was breathing heavily now.
"Are you one of them?" sneered Petunia as she looked at the two.
Kol arched an eyebrow at that. Even though he knew what she was talking about, he still asked, "Them?"
"Of course, they are Petunia! Freaks! The whole lot of them!" Vernon yelled angrily. Then he turned towards Klaus and asked, "She's your daughter?"
It was clear that the man hated Lily and James. Both were thinking the same thing – 'if the man behaved like this with them, two fully grown men, how would he have treated Athena all those years?'
"Yes, I'm her father." Klaus hissed at them coldly.
"We were told that we were her only living relatives left. Why wasn't she given to you or you didn't want her either?" Petunia asked as she tried to make sense of the situation.
"No wonder! She is a slag, just like her mother! She was never satisfied with what we gave her. The ungrateful brat!" Vernon spat gleefully.
Fury welled inside Klaus as the man spoke and his eyes flashed golden without his conscious thought. None of the three occupants missed it. Petunia's eyes widened with fear and she took a step back, while Vernon's heart rate spiked, but he wasn't about to back down from some freaks. So, he steeled himself and shouted, "I will not have this wizarding rubbish in my house again! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE! Both of you or I'll call the authorities."
Klaus was on Vernon as soon as he finished, hand tightly wrapped around his meaty throat and Petunia screamed. Kol blurred towards her and held her face in one of his hands. He looked into her eyes as he compelled her and said, "You aren't going to shout no matter what happens here. You'll be answering anything we ask you and you are going to sit here without interrupting us. Can't have anyone interfering now, can we, darling?"
Petunia repeated the words after which Kol released her and she sat on the sofa quietly, staring at her husband and the two men in alarm.
By now Vernon was struggling to breathe as the hand on his throat tightened even more and more. Klaus looked at him as his eyes dilated and he spoke, "We are here for some answers and you're going to tell them to us truthfully or I'm going to make you regret even being born."
He released Vernon who bent down as he breathed in lungful of air. He turned to look at Petunia who was sitting timidly on the sofa and asked through gritted teeth, "What did you do to her?"
Klaus shrugged at him and said, "My brother likes to play with his food." At which Kol smirked and winked at him.
"F-oo-Food?!" Vernon's eyes widened as he shuddered.
"Oh, come on brother! We are not much different when it comes to playing with our food!" Kol replied mirthfully.
"Wh-what are you? What do you want from us?" Petunia stammered.
Kol looked straight at her and said cheerfully, "We're vampire's darling!"
"IT'S BOLLOCKS! There's no such thing as vampires!" Vernon yelled, still breathing heavily.
Klaus has had enough and he lost his patience as the man screamed again. Vernon had shuffled backwards and away from him when he had released him. His eyes turned golden as black veins were pulsing under them. His fangs extended and the humans stared at him horrified. They didn't get much time to even shout as Klaus blurred towards the man, held him by his throat and sank his fangs into Vernon's throat. Vernon screamed as the pain hit and his eyes filled with tears. He struggled, trying to push Klaus away but was unable to do it. Petunia stared in horror but stayed where she was.
"St-to-p." Vernon rasped.
Petunia wanted to scream as the man drank from her husband, call the authorities, but wasn't able to. Klaus didn't want to kill the man, at least not just yet, she he pulled one last gulp of his blood and retracted his fangs. Vernon fell on the floor whimpering, the front of his shirt soaked with blood. Klaus rolled his eyes at the man, grabbed him by the collar and practically threw him on the sofa, next to his wife.
"We'll tell you everything you want to know. Just… Please don't hurt us." Petunia pleaded fearfully.
"I don't particularly like you and I didn't come here with the intention of hurting you, but if you don't answer me... well then, I'm going to kill you slowly and I will make it painful." Klaus told them as he smiled nonchalantly.
Her heart thudded in her chest and a shiver went down her body when she heard the vampire. Petunia looked at Vernon who was still looking shocked at the attack that had happened. She gulped as she asked, "Will you leave us if we'll tell you everything we know?"
"Of course, darling!" Kol smirked.
Klaus looked at her and asked, "Where can we find her?"
"We don't know, but there was this house. I heard her talking to her redhead friend about it. Number 12 Grimmauld Place which is in London. It belonged to her godfather. She lived there after Voldemort came back. We don't know any more than that." Petunia told him frantically, hoping that both the men would leave them alone.
Klaus looked into her eyes as he compelled her once again. "Tell us everything from the moment Athena was left in your care. Everything she went through and everything you did to her." he knew that they hated her because of Lily and he wanted to know what she went through.
Petunia told them everything she knew from the moment Athena was left on their doorsteps, to the moment they left their house after the attacks started happening in London. He compelled her to tell him everything, so no matter how much she tried, she ended up telling him literally every single thing she was aware of – leaving Athena under the cupboard, not providing her food, making her do all the household chores once she turned four, never including her in any celebration – be it her birthday or Christmas, her going to that freak school of hers, to the return of Voldemort due to which they had to leave their home.
By the time she finished, she knew all the things she shouldn't have told him, but couldn't stop herself from and was now shaking with fear.
Klaus's eyes were boiling as they filled with rage when he heard everything this woman and her family did to Athena. He had never spared anyone who even thought about harming his family and he wasn't about to start now. He was going to kill these two. He might not have been there for his daughter before, but now that he knew about her, he would make sure she would be safe. His eyes narrowed at them, jaw clenched. Even Kol's earlier playfulness was gone and he was staring rigidly at the couple in front of him. His eyes were cold and hard. None of them said anything for a long time. There was nothing but the sound of breathing in the room. Klaus moved swiftly as he walked towards the kitchen and picked the largest knife, which turned out to be the butcher knife.
Vernon, who had yet to speak started shivering violently as he saw the knife. He stood up and ran towards the door, but Kol was already there blocking his way.
"You promised you'll let us go. We told you everything. Now let us go!" Vernon demanded on the verge of panic.
"Come on, mate! Don't spoil the fun." Kol smirked.
Apparently, he didn't understand the severity of the situation and said harshly, "The girl was more trouble than worth. We should have thrown her out instead of bringing her inside that day!"
Kol's eyes dilated and he compelled the man, "Go sit on the chair and keep your voice down. I don't want to hear you screaming."
Vernon did as he was told even though his heart rate spiked.
Klaus gave them a smirk which sent chills down their spines. "You're going to suffer for what you did to my little girl. No one hurts my family and lives to tell the tale." With that, he jabbed the knife in Vernon's foot. A pained sound escaped him as tears fell, but he wasn't able to scream. Petunia looked at her husband and turned her panic-stricken eyes towards their captors.
Mystic Falls
Salvatore Boarding House
Caroline entered the boarding house and looked around. There was no sign of activity or the fact that anyone was living here. Stefan wasn't here and she wasn't sure if Damon was, but she wanted to check on him, just in case. Things had been quiet for the past days and it was making her ansty. Things were never this peaceful in Mystic Falls for a long time and she just knew something or the other would be happening.
"Damon?" she called, but got no response.
She stopped in the parlor and focused on anything she could hear. She heard a faint heartbeat coming from the basement and went downstairs to investigate. She moved slowly, but her eyes widened when she reached the cellar.
"Oh My God!" she gasped.
The door was locked, but she easily saw the person who was locked inside through the bars. She wasn't able to see his face, but the man was lying in the puddle of his own blood.
"What are you doing down here?"
She whirled around when she heard the voice, heart beating frantically. Damon was standing there, staring at her through narrow eyes and she gulped.
"Who is he, Damon?"
Dursley's House, London
When Klaus felt that the man was beginning to calm down, he looked at Petunia and said, "Hurry up, love! We don't have all day."
Petunia looked at them with disgust and horror, eyes filled with tears. She wasn't sure how long had it been, but it felt like hours or maybe even days have passed. One of them had drank her blood while the other mutilated her husband. They hadn't killed them, but she was sure they would be killing them shortly. She just wasn't sure she could take any more of this!
"You're a fucking maniac!" she spat, tears flowing down her cheeks.
"Now, now… No need to be angry. I've been called much worse. The clock is ticking and it's not going to get any better. The sooner you do it, the sooner I'll kill you!" Klaus shrugged nonchalantly, like he was doing them a favor.
"P-P-Petu-nia!" Vernon rasped.
For a moment it looked as though she might faint. She clutched her throat and made a choking noise, after which she brought the knife down and chopped Vernon's fingers slowly until they were lying on the table, just like she was told to do.
"Did that hurt?" Kol asked as he looked at the fingers and blood transfixed. This was turning out to be the most fun he had in centuries.
The only answer he got was another pained groan. Vernon wasn't able to open his eyes as pain racked his body. Black spots were dancing in front of him, his ears were ringing, the right side of his face was numb and he was able to smells and tastes the coppery blood which was in his mouth.
"Vernon! Oh, my goodness — Vernon!" Petunia choked out as she stared at the fingers lying on the table in horror, after which she dropped the knife and vomited all over the floor.
Klaus watched emotionlessly as Petunia did as she was told. The man coughed violently sending a thin spray of crimson blood onto the clean white carpet. Normally, he killed people swiftly like a predator hunting down their prey. But the things they did to his daughter were unforgivable. The scent of fear was thick in the air and it gave him a satisfaction which he had never felt before. They had both been compelled to stay quiet as Kol came up with the idea of letting Petunia be the one to torture her husband. Klaus was reluctant at first, but when he realized that this would be more painful and emotionally jarring, he agreed. One thing he was clear about, he would be the one to end their miserable existence. So, he compelled the woman to do as they say, which was proving more satisfactory than he had imagined previously.
He looked at the man who had tortured his daughter, kept her in a broom-cupboard for more than half of her life and concluded that nothing would be enough to avenge her. The man was deathly pale, swollen eyelids nearly shut and hair falling on the front of his forehead in thin clusters. There were cuts and bruises marring almost every part of his body and the smell of blood was thick in the air. Pained cries were coming from deep within his chest, rabid animal sounds that twisted into raspy moans by the time they left his lips. He tried to say something, but it came out as nothing but a guttural groan. Blood was dripping from every part of his body by now. It was time to finally finish this.
"You pissed-off the wrong type of people which is why you're in this current situation. You shouldn't have said anything about my girl." Klaus said and Petunia looked up at him with hatred etched on her face.
"It's your turn, darling. Go ahead!" Kol said buoyantly.
Petunia was shaking from head to toe as she closed her eyes and more tears flowed. She was sure that Vernon was almost dead, but she was thankful that Dudley wasn't here or he would have been dead. Her breath quickened as she took the last breath and she felt dizzy, but she couldn't stop herself. She shoved both her hands in the burning fire in the fireplace unceremoniously and screamed as she felt herself burning, but even then, didn't pull her hands back. The man had told her to stay put.
"Your screaming is music to my ears." Klaus told her as he smelt the burning flesh, but wasn't sure if she heard as she was busy screaming.
Kol turned on the burners, after which both the brothers blurred outside from the back door. Klaus stayed on the street until he heard last of their screams and whimpers dying down, leaving only when he was sure there was nothing left of the house or its occupants. Until the house was consumed by the fire!
2 Days Later
Grimmauld Place
It was a day before thanksgiving and Molly had finally put down her foot and told both of them that they will be having dinner at the Burrow along with everyone. Stefan was reluctant to go, but he liked the woman who took care of him like no one had done since his mother died, so he agreed. He was hesitant and uncertain, seeing the last time he met the family, his brother had killed one of their own and they tried their best to kill him. He was sure that if it hadn't been for Athena and Molly, the redheads would have killed both him and Damon. Athena told him that there were still half of them who weren't there that day and will be there at thanksgiving. He wasn't afraid per se, but he was dreading having dinner with the whole lot of them. Stefan wanted to be civil and courteous to them, because Athena was important to him. He'd come to think her as his best friend or more like a sister in the last couple of weeks. She'd been there for him when the woman he loved betrayed him, saving both of them again and again even though she wasn't obliged and had no reason to do so. And at this moment, he trusted her more than he trusted anyone else.
Stefan was glad that he decided to spend some time away from Mystic Falls. It made him think more clearly than he had in a long time. He was able to be himself without worrying about others. Athena seemed better after coming from the funeral. He tried to talk to her about 'it', but she had outright told him that she wasn't ready to talk about it yet. She told him more about herself and her world and had promised to take him to Diagon Alley before he went back home.
Now though, he wanted to give the Weasley's something but wasn't sure what, so he and Athena decided to go to the market to buy something appropriate. Only if to show Molly that he was thankful for the efforts she took for him.
He followed behind her as she exited the building. It was still a marvel to him that this place was practically hidden and no one could find the house, not until they knew how to enter. Once they were out of here, his phone would start working again. He was sure that Caroline would have left messages, so he pulled his phone out of his pocket intent on calling her back, but collided with Athena who had stopped suddenly. He opened his mouth but closed it when he saw her standing rigidly, staring at something unblinkingly. He frowned as he followed her line of sight and his eyes went wide with shock.
Sitting in the park which was in front of Grimmauld Place, were none other than Klaus and Kol. Before he or Athena could say or do something, Klaus's gaze snapped towards them. He smiled when he saw Athena, but it vanished as soon as his eyes landed on Stefan.
There was just one whispered word which every vampire in the vicinity heard, "Dad!"
EN:First,I also want to inform you that none of my stories are abandoned. I'll be working on them. I do have a life outside fanfiction. Shocking for some of you, but yes! Things have been a little difficult and I'm trying to get myself together.
It might seem rude, but I have a personal life and an official one at that. I work 12 hours a day, so I cannot spend all my time answering to one single person. More than 100 PM's because you want me to direct the story in the direction you want is irritating. I'm not petty to take names here, but I hope you'll get the hint from this.
Second, I lost my motivation for a while. I write because it makes me happy, but some of you have been extremely vocal about how this story and the characters suck. I'm always open for positive criticism, but I don't know what gives people the right to verbally abuse and be violent with someone! I've said time and time that I am open to suggestions, but I am not here to take your frustration and rubbish. I can't believe that people can be so cruel and crazy, just because of a story, which I might add I'm not earning a single penny from! I just couldn't write after receiving such messages, but I won't be giving up on something which makes me happy because of some crazy people.
Third, I want you to remember the fact that even though she seems older, Athena is 17 – a teenager, which means she's just a kid facing everything alone. She's never had parents to guide her, so she does things what she seems are correct. That doesn't mean she cannot be wrong or make foolish decisions when it comes to her loved ones. How many of us can say that we've never made mistakes or we were perfect at that age? I don't think there's anyone. We learn from our mistakes and that's how Athena will learn. But now, she does have a family and a father who would be there for her.
And lastly, I promise you that I love this story and will be finishing this no matter how long it takes.
I also want to thank the people who've supported me till now and for all the love you've bestowed upon this little story of mine. Your reviews keep me going and are the only thing that made me to write again.
I hope you have a nice day! Happy December everyone. :)
Dec 6th, 2018