My new FF. Hope you like it. For this story, we are going to consider that the TVD and HP happened in the same timeline...

The Other Side:

The Bennett's Lair:

After seeing the damage the war in the Wizarding world of Britain has brought upon the world, it was apparent that it won't be long before they target the muggle world as well. Quetsiyah has been thinking about this for so long. She knew what she has been thinking was right, but she did not know whether her descendents would agree with her. Not only the Bennetts but also all the other Spirits from other bloodlines has been discussing the same among them for so long.

"What are you thinking about, Mother?" Alkmene asked.

Quetsiyah sighed, "You know, my dear. The Second Wizarding war in Britain is becoming very dangerous than we anticipated. If that boy Riddle succeeds, he will move to our world."

Alkmene nodded, "Yes, Mother. I was thinking about that as well. What do you suggest, Mother?"

"We could stop the war from reaching the muggle world. But for that to happen, the chosen one must defeat the Dark Lord." Quetsiyah said. "He needs all the help he can get"

"What do we do?" Ayanna asked as she sat beside her ancestors.

"We must send our Guardians to the Wizarding world" Quetsiyah said.

"But—" Alkmene started.

Ayanna smiled as she cut in, "She is right. They are the guardians of the Supernatural. But I suggest we send in their mates as well. And the doppelganger as well"

Quetsiyah smirked, "Now that I think, it might be a wonderful idea. But Ayanna I want you and Sheila to visit them. Only you can make them understand. And Sheila is the only one who knows how to handle the Mystic Falls children"

The Bennett house, Mystic Falls

Bonnie was sitting in her sofa in the living room, thinking about the miracles that have happened in the past few days. She never thought of becoming a vampire. She was afraid that she might disappoint her grandmother. But she had to make a choice. When it was apparent that she has to become an immortal, she accepted it. With the blessing of her mother, Grams and all her ancestors.

So it happened three months back on this date, precisely. Arabelle fed her blood and snapped her neck. Bonnie only woke up after about six hours. But when she did, she felt different. Kol brought a blood bag for her to complete the transition. When she asked Arabelle about it, she said that she was still a witch, with added bonus of being a vampire.

Apparently, Arabelle's blood worked the same way to the witches and warlocks as Klaus' blood worked for the werewolves. When a witch or a warlock was turned into a vampire by Arabelle, they would transition into a Vampire/Witch or Warlock Hybrid.

So that was how Bonnie now was a Hybrid. A Vampire and a Witch.

Another wonderful thing was that her relationship with Kol has become a budding romance. They decided that they were going to take it very slowly. First, they must get to know each other better. And that was what they were doing.

Miracles didn't stop there, actually. Couple of weeks after her transition, Arabelle and Bonnie performed a ritual to make Kol into an Original Vampire/Warlock Hybrid. And a week later on a full moon, the Spirits sent back their little brother and Arabelle's twin Henrik back to them as an Original Vampire/Warlock Hybrid.

All of a sudden Bonnie felt a shift in the atmosphere. There standing in her living room, right in front of her was her Grams.

"Grams" Bonnie murmured as she rushed in her new found vampire speed to embrace her grandmother.

Sheila returned the embrace, "Come child, let us sit". Sheila let them both to the sofa.

After they were sat comfortably, Bonnie asked, "What are you doing here?"

"We have a lot to discuss, child and a very less time." Sheila sighed. "Ask Caroline, Stefan, Damon, Elena and Matt to come here. Tell them, it's urgent"

Bonnie nodded and made the phone call. Ten minutes later, three vampires, one hybrid, one doppelganger and one human were sitting in the Bennett living room; five among them were with wide eyes and open mouth.

Sheila then told them all about the Wizarding world, Dark Lord, the chosen one and the ongoing war. Half an hour and a lot of persuasion after, all six of them accepted to help the Originals.

Meanwhile at Mikaelson Mansion.

Ayanna has been trying to reason with all the male Mikaelsons. They understood all about the Wizarding world, The Dark Lord, the Chosen one, the war, but what they don't want to do was go to Hogwarts. They were ready to help the boy-who-lived, they were ready to end the war before it spread, they were ready to make the right decision but what they weren't ready was to be camped in a school.

But Ayanna would have none of it. She all but ordered them to do as told. What was worse was that Arabelle and Henrik took her side.

After about an hour of shouting match, the Mikaelson men skilfully lost to their Godmother.

One week later

Mikaelson Castle

All the Mikaelson family members and the Mystic Falls gang were present in the drawing room. The Castle was owned by Mikaelson family. They were staying there temporarily until the bloody war and the Riddle boy were taken care of.

They had a very heated discussion for the past week, and they decided to work together. And also they were 'suggested' to read as much as possible about the magical world. And they did. They all knew about the magical Britain, the founders, the Dark Lord and all that was to know about the magical world.

Half an hour later, Quetsiyah, Alkmene, Ayanna, Ester and Sheila appeared out of nowhere in the drawing room.

"Are you all ready, my little ones?" Ayanna asked sweetly.

Many 'yes's, 'yeah's and 'sure's reached their ears.

The five dead witches formed a circle, holding hands and started the spell. There was shift in the atmosphere. Exactly eight minutes later, all the 'little ones' in the drawing room were turned into real little ones.

There, in the Mikaelson Castle drawing room were two fifteen year olds, nine sixteen year olds and five seventeen year olds.

Later that night when they opened their closets, their dresses and shoes were amazingly fitting.

One happy thing about the situation was all the Originals were still Originals, all Hybrids were still Hybrids, all vampires were still vampires, all witches and warlocks were still witches and warlocks.

The next day they all got their Hogwarts letter.

The day after that they all went to the Diagon Alley for the first time to buy all their school materials.

Two weeks after that they all boarded the train to Hogwarts at the Platform 9 ¾ of King's Cross Station.

Hope you liked it... I know it is very vague for a prologue. But the next chapter will be good...

Until Next Time...