Hermione Granger was sitting in the Gryffindor table at the Great Hall. They were waiting for the sorting of the first years to begin. Sitting across her were her long time friends Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley, growling about food. Of course, of all the problems in their life, their main concern would always and forever be food. She rolled her eyes, when they started talking seriously about Quidditch and looked to her left at Ginny Weasley, whose conversation was pretty much around the same.

Since Hermione was sitting in such way that, she could see the other two House tables, Ravenclaw and Slytherin, when she looked above Ron's shoulder her eyes rested on the blonde, Draco Malfoy. His steely grey eyes, for once was not glaring at her. Instead he was frowning at his plate. His face was mask of fatigue. He suddenly looked at her as if he could feel her gaze upon him. This time, his eyes were not narrowing as she expected, but they were filled with sadness and something else. Before she could get hold of the unknown emotion behind his eyes, he slipped his indifferent mask and averted his eyes.

She heaved a sigh and looked at the Great hall entrance as the first years entered behind their Transfiguration Professor and the Head of the House, Minerva McGonagall. The Sorting hat was place on each student and they were sorted accordingly. Eight were sorted into Hufflepuff, seven in Ravenclaw, eight in Gryffindor and nine in Slytherin. The first years went to their respected house tables.

The Headmaster, Mr. Albus Dumbledore stood up to say something, most probably, the instructions, when the Great hall opened again. In walked an army of teen agers in their plain school robes. They were all around fifteen to seventeen. They walked in such an elegant way, as if they owned the place. About fifty percent of the people in the Great hall were gaping at them.

Hermione looked at the Headmaster, who was smiling at the new comers with a twinkle in his eyes. The Golden Trio gulped loudly and looked at the gang of teens standing there.

A brunette boy, who looked like eldest in the group, stepped forward and said politely, "My apologies, Headmaster. We lost our way to reach the Sorting here"

"That is alright, Mr Mikaelson" the headmaster said with a smile, "Let's get you all sorted, shall we?"

Professor McGonagall stepped forward with a parchment in one hand and the sorting hat in the other. "Bonnie Bennett" the professor said.

A dark skinned girl walked toward the stool and sat. The professor placed the hat on her head and it immediately shouted, "Gryffindor"

She nodded to the group below and walked toward their table. She sat near Hermione and smiled at her shyly.

"Matthew Donovan" McGonagall said.

A blonde boy stepped forward and took the seat. A moment later, the hat cried, "Gryffindor"

The boy walked toward the Gryffindor table and sat next to the Bennett girl.

"Caroline Forbes" the professor read.

A blonde girl stepped forward and sat on the stool. The sorting hat was placed on her head. The hat took some time, but eventually it cried, "Gryffindor"

The girl all but ran to her friends and sat with them.

The students were still gaping to even clap.

"Elena Gilbert" McGonagall said.

The moment the hat was placed over the brunette's head the hat shouted, "Gryffindor". The girl walked toward the table and sat next to the blonde.

Ron looked at them and turned to Hermione, "It seems all the new comers are going to be placed in Gryffindor"

Before Hermione could say something, the blonde girl said, "Nope. Most of the Mikaelsons will be placed in Slytherin."

"Sage Garin" the professor said.

A red head walked toward the stool and sat. The moment the hat was placed, it cried, "Slytherin"

The girl sat at the far end of the Slytherin table.

"Arabelle Mikaelson" the professor said.

A raven haired girl walked to the stool and sat. The sorting hat was placed on her head. The hat took some time, but at last it shouted, "Gryffindor"

The girl sat next to Harry and turned around to look at the rest of the sorting.

"Elijah Mikaelson" McGonagall said.

A brunette boy sat on the stool. The moment the hat was placed it shouted, "Gryffindor". He sat next to his sister.

The rest of the Sorting went down as:

Finn Mikaelson - Gryffindor

Henrik Mikaelson - Gryffindor

Kol Mikaelson - Slytherin

Marcellus Mikaelson - Slytherin

Nadia Mikaelson - Slytherin

Niklaus Mikaelson - Slytherin

Rebekah Mikaelson - Slytherin

Katerina Petrova - Slytherin

Damon Salvatore - Slytherin

Stefan Salvatore - Gryffindor

Once the sorting was over, one end of the Gryffindor table was filled with Bonnie Bennett, Caroline Forbes, Matt Donovan, Stefan Salvatore and Elena Gilbert on one side and Arabelle Mikaelson, Henrik Mikaelson, Finn Mikaelson and Elijah Mikaelson on the other side.

In the same manner, one end of the Slytherin table was seated with Kol Mikaelson, Niklaus Mikaelson, Nadia Mikaelson, Marcellus Mikaelson, on one side and Rebekah Mikaelson, Katerina Petrova, Damon Salvatore and Sage Garin on the other side.

Henrik looked to his right. Arabelle was smiling. Of course, she was happy. He really did miss her. What with sitting in the Other side and looking at your twin going with the sadness was hell. They shared everything. They shared their mother's womb, she shared their first breathe, they shared their magic. That was why Arabelle was lost after his death. With their shared magic, they needed each other's presence in them. But when he died, that presence in Arabelle died with him.

It was wonderful to be back. All his siblings were ecstatic. Niklaus could finally forgive himself for what happened a thousand years ago. It was honestly not Nik's mistake, but he was blamed nonetheless. Whenever someone blamed his death on Niklaus, he felt guilty. Because as much as he liked, he could not go about and tell them that Nik was not responsible for his death but himself.

So, when Ayanna said that it was time for him to return to his family, he practically ran around the Bennett's Lair and hugged all two hundred and fifty witches and warlocks and prepared for his grand entrance. Quetsiyah was the one who made him an Original Hybrid like Arabelle before she returned him.

He looked around him again and frowned. "It's odd" he said.

Arabelle looked at him and frowned as well, "What is odd?"

"Belle" he said, "don't you all find it strange?" he asked their gang.

They looked at him, confused. But it was Bonnie that said, "Why don't you just say what was so strange, Henrik?"

Of course, Bonnie was not known for her patience. Unlike her ancestors, she lacked the trait. Henrik sighed heavily, "That you and your significant other was placed in different houses"

Only then did they all realize the fact that they were placed in different houses. The girl, Hermione Granger, looked at them and frowned. "Significant others?"

Elijah smiled at the girl politely and said, "Yes, Miss Granger. Girlfriends and boyfriends"

Harry Potter, as was introduced by the girl, who was sitting next to Arabelle raised his eyebrows and asked her, "You have a boyfriend?"

Henrik didn't like the sound of it, so he said, "Yes, she does. His name is Damon Salvatore. And Bonnie here, is with our brother Kol, Caroline is with Nik, Matt is with Nadia, Elijah is with Katerina, Finn is with Sage and Stefan is with Rebekah"

The Potter boy then turned toward the doppelganger and asked, "You're single?"

Not so polite, Henrik thought. The girl Hermione, as he noticed, was rolling her eyes. Before Elena could open her mouth Henrik answered, "She is"

Before the boy could say something and make an ass out of himself, thankfully his friend, Ronald Weasley interrupted. "Perhaps you should all break up with them" he said nonchalantly.

The Mystic Falls gang looked at him in disbelief. He suggested that they break up with their significant others and was eating as if he did not say something outrageous.

Arabelle growled, "And why is that?"

Ronald Weasley, obviously not realising that he just insulted their entire family, said, "They are Slytherins"

"And that is a problem, how?" Bonnie all but snapped.

"Slytherins are bad people. Slytherins and Gryffindors don't mingle" he said, as if that should explain everything.

Arabelle looked at him straight in the eye and said, "Now they do"

Ronald Weasley looked at Arabelle in disbelief. "Are you mad? Slytherins are Death Eaters" he shouted enough to be heard by the entire Great hall.

"I suggest you keep your voice down, Mr Weasley" Elijah said. "You are sixteen years old, yet you act like a child. World is not black and white as you like to think" he chastised.

Henrik turned around to look at his other half of the family. They were all sitting with their mask of indifference, but underneath it he could see the fury building. Great, Henrik thought, first day at Hogwarts and they are already itching to kill someone.

He could see that the rest of the Slytherin table was glaring at the red head. Elijah was trying his at most to contain his rage, while Arabelle was trying to keep herself from snapping the boy's neck. The rest were glaring bloody daggers at the boy. The Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs were indifferent to the matter while the staffs at the Head table were very uncomfortable.

"Be calm" Henrik muttered, so it was inaudible to human ears but audible to his gang, "We are not allowed to kill here"

As soon as Henrik said those words, he could see his family were trying to keep their mask in check.

The Mikaelsons and the Mystic falls gang nodded to the Headmaster and left the Great Hall to retire to the dorm that was specially allotted to them in the fifth floor.

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