"Talk"
'Thought'
Chapter 2
When Elijah arrived back at number 4 privet drive he was outraged by what he saw. There were metal bars on his son's window. 'How dare they treat a Mikaelson like a prisoner' Elijah thought. Elijah could see his son standing in front of the window, staring outside with despair and longing on his face. Elijah had used his personal town car that he had in London with his driver, a werewolf named Nathan. Nathan drove him to wherever he needed to go and took care of his apartment when he wasn't in London.
Elijah had changed into a black suit with a burgundy shirt and black tie. He had all the necessary paperwork with him to have the Dursley's sign in order for him to take his son. Elijah made his way up the path of the plain house, ringing the doorbell. The door opened to reveal Petunia Dursley. She glanced at his attire before offering him her widest smile.
"How may I help you" Petunia asked kindly. Elijah wanted to get this over with as soon as possible, so he would have to use compulsion. "Let me in" Elijah said. "Please come in sir" Petunia said monotonously, stepping to the side to allow Elijah entrance. Elijah stepped into the house and took in his surroundings.
It was sickenly plain, too normal to be normal if that made any sense. "You will do everything I say and answer all of my questions" Elijah compelled. "I understand" Petunia said. "Is your husband here" Elijah asked. "No, he is currently at work trying to fix the mess that boy caused" Petunia said, hissing on the word boy.
Elijah knew that she was speaking of his son and narrowed his eyes in anger. "This will make this easier then" Elijah said as he pulled out the needed paperwork from the briefcase he had brought. Setting them on the table Elijah handed Petunia a pen, who took it. "Harry Potter is my son, I have come for him and you will sign away custody to me" Elijah said. Elijah pointed to each line that she needed to sign, which she did willingly.
"Are you getting any payment of any sort for " Elijah inquired. "Yes, we get 500 pounds a month to pay for his needs" Petunia said. 'None of which is used on him' Elijah thought. "You will no longer receive these funds since you handed custody over to me, now bring me Harry" Elijah instructed. Petunia walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
Elijah put the paperwork back in the briefcase, which also had her sign that she and her family had mistreated Harry. The system would get them and hopefully teach them a lesson, which he highly doubted. Petunia came back with Harry behind her, looking confused. His confusion only got worse when he spotted Elijah in the kitchen. Harry wanted to question what was going on, but knew better than to do so in front of his Aunt.
"Hello Harry, I am Elijah Mikaelson, I have come to take you from this place" Elijah said, a kind smile on his face. The confusion turned into shock at Elijah's words. Petunia had left them alone to talk in the kitchen. "W-who are you" Harry asked. Elijah marveled at how much his son looked like him, except for the eyes of course. "You have your mother's eyes" Elijah said.
This shocked Harry even more. "You knew my mother" Harry said. "That I did, I have much more to tell you, but I think it best if we continue this discussion in the car" Elijah said. Harry nodded, him leaving not truly having hit just yet. "Go collect you things" Elijah instructed.
Harry spun around and sped up the stairs to his room. Pulling out his trunk from under the bed he packed up his school books that he had been reading for summer homework. Hedwig had become excited when she caught Harry packing up his trunk. "Ready to get out of here Hedwig" Harry asked as he grabbed the snowy owl's cage in his right hand since the left had his trunk. When he came downstairs Elijah was waiting for him at the front door.
"Ready to go" Elijah asked, getting a nod from Harry. Elijah immediately took the trunk from Harry when he saw his son struggle with it. "Thank you sir" Harry said gratefully. 'Respectful young man' Elijah thought. Elijah slid the suitcase into the trunk of the car, slamming it closed. Entering the car Harry had set Hedwig in his lap, who had calmed down considerably now that they were leaving privet drive.
"Take us away from here" Elijah said. Nathan started up the car and drove away from number 4 privet drive. That's when it finally hit Harry that he was finally leaving the place he hated so much. "We're in the car, now can you tell me what's going on" Harry asked, focusing on Elijah. "What I'm about to tell you is… life changing, you won't want to believe it, but you must" Elijah said.
Harry was silent for a few seconds before nodding his head slowly. "What do you know about the Original vampires" Elijah asked. "Not much, my friend Hermione is better at that sort of stuff" Harry said, shrugging. "Tell me what you do know" Elijah said. "I know that there were five of them, two of them had been killed… they were Finn and Kol, also that the original hybrid, Klaus, has a daughter" Harry said. "Not many people know what you do" Elijah said, impressed with his son.
"You're one of them aren't you, the noble one" Harry said as he stared at Elijah. "Yes, but I'm not that noble" Elijah said. "What does an original vampire want with me" Harry asked. Elijah leaned back in his seat, studying his son closely. "I knew your mother before you were born, I met her when she was seventeen" Elijah said.
"Were you two friends" Harry asked. "At first, eventually it grew into something more" Elijah said. Harry's eyes widened when he realized something. "You dated my mom before she met my dad, didn't you" Harry said. "Intelligent aren't you" Elijah said, smirking.
"You must have broke up before she met my dad, so why are you so interested in me" Harry inquired. Elijah knew now that there was no more avoiding the truth. "James Potter is not your father… I am" Elijah said. Harry froze at his words, shock filling him to the brim. Elijah sat in his seat and waited for his son to reply.
Harry shook his head as if he were in a daze. "You must be mistaken, James Potter is my father" Harry insisted. "Are you absolutely sure, I mean you look nothing like him" Elijah said. Harry knew he was right, the only thing showing that he looked like James Potter were his glasses, but those were now gone. Harry examined Elijah, taking in his looks.
He noted that they had the same hair and chin, even skin complexion. All the signs were there, too many to be ignored. "How did you meet my mother, why weren't you in my life until now" Harry demanded, anger blooming inside him. "I met you mother during the summer before her last year at Hogwarts, she was not like any witch I had ever seen… she was magnificent" Elijah said softly. Harry softened when he heard that, not able to stay mad at someone who spoke of his mom with such love and adoration.
"We were friends at first, which went against wizarding standards, but your mother did not care" Elijah said. "Tell me how you fell in love" Harry said. Elijah released a chuckle at his son's impatience. "I'll save that story for another time, I believe you wish to know of my absence until now" Elijah said. Harry was slightly put out, but he did want to know why he hadn't come for him sooner more.
"As to why I did not come for you sooner I did not know of your existence until some weeks ago, before that I had left your mother to protect her from my brother Niklaus who was hunting me down at the time" Elijah said. "You still never came back" Harry said. "It wasn't safe for a while, when it was I had found out she had been killed with her husband James, leaving you behind and I thought for a time that James was your father" Elijah said. Harry looked down at the car floor, mulling over his newfound father's words when something hit him. "Wait a minute, how did you find out about me" Harry inquired.
"Witches spoke of you, but not your kind of witch, a nature witch that doesn't use a wand to do magic" Elijah said. "That's possible" Harry said, awed. "That it is, your grandmother Esther passed the ability down to us before we became vampires" Elijah said. "Can I learn" Harry asked excitedly. "Of course you may, it is imperative that all of your skills be flourished to be the best" Elijah said.
"But what if I'm not any good" Harry asked. "There is no doubt in my mind you would make a fantastic warlock, along with wizard and vampire" Elijah said adamantly. "Will I be able to go to Hogwarts still" Harry queried. "I was hoping you would go to a school in america, but if you wish to stay at Hogwarts then you may" Elijah said. "I'd prefer it, all of my friends are there" Harry said.
"We will come back to England then when the school year comes around" Elijah said. "Wait, we're leaving England" Harry asked in shock. "Why of course, I currently live in New Orleans in america with my siblings and niece, as such we will be heading back tomorrow on my private jet" Elijah said. "We're going to America" Harry shouted in excitement, making his father laugh. "Yes we are, my siblings know of your arrival and can't wait to meet you" Elijah said.
Another new family member made the Mikaelson's happy, another child to spoil rotten. But from what Elijah had seen of Harry so far that would be extremely hard to do since he was humble from his upbringing. Harry's stomach rumbled loudly, which caused him pain. He had not been able to eat any food for a few days now. Elijah heard his son's stomach rumble and his wince.
"I almost forgot Henrik, when we get to my home in london I will get you some blood to eat" Elijah said. Harry's face turned green at the thought of drinking blood. Deep down though a part of him said it wouldn't be so bad. "Don't worry, the blood will help, I promise" Elijah assured. Harry's stomach rumbled once again.
"Did you just call me Henrik a second ago" Harry asked. "That I did, your mother named you Henrik in honor of my long lost brother, an abbreviation of it is Harry or Henry" Elijah said. "I don't want to take the name of a dead person, that's wrong" Harry said. "Your uncle would feel honored and Henrik is your true name" Elijah said. "I'm not gonna be able to sway you from this, am I" Harry said.
"You're catching on, that will serve you well when you meet the rest of the family" Elijah said. Harry didn't know what else to talk about so he played with the string at the end of one of his shirt sleeves. "We shall get you new clothes as well, what you currently have is not worthy of someone of your status" Elijah said. "The clothes didn't belong to me first, I get hand me downs from my cousin" Harry said. "That whale of a boy you mean" Elijah said, disgusted by the mere mention of Dudley.
"That would be him, but he's more of a pig in a wig" Harry said, smiling slightly. Elijah couldn't help but to laugh at his son's description of his maternal cousin. This of course encouraged Harry. "Uncle Vernon is the fat whale, while Aunt Petunia is a weird version of some sort of Giraffe with giant teeth" Harry said. Elijah laughed even harder, grinning at his son.
"I couldn't agree more, but saying so in front of them earlier would not have kept the calm atmosphere" Elijah said. They had finally reached Elijah's apartment in London, a penthouse apartment. Harry just stared in amazement as he followed Elijah into his apartment, which was just as amazing if not even more so. "I will get you some blood, you may have a seat in the living room" Elijah said. Elijah made his way to the kitchen, leaving Harry alone in the huge apartment.
Nathan had disappeared to his part of the apartment, nowhere to be found for a while. Harry slowly made his way over to an expensive couch, which made him apprehensive to sit on it. Harry went to sit on the floor, but his father came in with a glass of blood in hand. "Don't you dare sit on the floor, the couch is perfectly fine" Elijah said. Harry sat down on the couch, making himself comfortable.
His father handed him the glass of blood. Immediately Harry's senses were filled with the delectable scent of it. Unbeknownst to him his face began to change, black veins appearing under his eyes, which had turned blood red. Fangs shot out of his gums, which made the pain in his mouth disappear. Harry drank from the glass greedily.
The blood was all gone within seconds, his stomach finally full. Harry had almost forgot what it was like to feel so full, that's how long it had been since his rejection of food. "Now that you feel better you can continue to interrogate me, I can see the questions in your eyes" Elijah said. Harry had caught sight of his vampire visage in the mirror across the room, but he didn't know what it was. "What just happened, my face… it changed for a few seconds" Harry said.
"Ah yes, that was your vampire face, it appears when a vampire feeds or feels strong emotions" Elijah said. "But you haven't shown it and you're drinking blood" Harry said, gesturing towards the blood bag in his father's hand. "Years and years of practice, my bloodlust control is one to be admired as well" Elijah said. "Will I ever reach your level" Harry asked. Elijah mulled this over for a few moments.
"Perhaps, but it would take time" Elijah said. "And my Aunt Petunia, she seemed… different earlier" Harry said. "Different how" Elijah asked, testing his son's observation skills. "Like her mind was being controlled" Harry said. "Indeed it was, what you saw with her is a nifty trick that we vampires call compulsion" Elijah said.
"We can control someone's mind" Harry said. "Regular vampires can compel humans, while us originals can compel regular vampires and humans" Elijah said. Harry was quiet for a few seconds. "How do I exist, I thought it was impossible for a vampire to have children" Harry inquired. "I wish I knew Henrik, but I don't and I'm definitely not going to challenge it" Elijah said.
Elijah stood up, gaining Harry's attention. "I think you should head to bed, it's getting late and we will be leaving extremely early tomorrow" Elijah said. Harry nodded as he followed his father to a guest room. The bed was soft, one of the softest beds he had ever felt. It didn't take him long to fall asleep nustled deep under the blankets.
(The next day)
Elijah had woken Harry up at 3 am to get them to their flight. Elijah had wanted to leave as soon as possible, so he did not sleep that night. Harry was still exhausted when he had been forced to get up, but he still got up. Harry was basically dead weight on his feet, so Elijah had to carry him to the town car. Since the plane left at 4 am and the time differences were there, they would reach New Orleans at close to 1 pm western time.
The jet was no less than luxurious, as per usual. They had a bed in the back so Elijah had laid his son down in there before making himself comfortable in a chair in the main area reading a book. When Harry woke up his stomach was growling loudly. Stumbling into the sitting area of the jet he found his father drinking from a blood bag. Elijah chuckled at the sight of his son, bed head and hunger in his eyes.
"I should have known you would have smelt the blood when I opened it, your senses are top notch" Elijah said. Elijah handed his son his own bag before getting himself another one. Harry stared at the bag in curiosity, wondering how to open it. A part of him wanted to just rip off the top and guzzle it down, but he ignored it. "There's a straw at the top, use that to drink" Elijah said, pointing out the little plastic straw wedged in.
Harry took a sip from the bag, which immediately began to settle his stomach. "Have a seat, we still have an hour left in the trip" Elijah said. Harry sat down across from his father in one of the leather chairs, leaning back. Once Harry was finished with the blood bag his father disposed of it in a special trash can. Harry wasn't one to be afraid of heights, especially since he played quidditch.
The only problem was that he was bored out of his mind. Elijah saw this and handed his son a book. The book was extremely old and big. "It's a grimoire, read it and it should help with your magic" Elijah said. "Who will be teaching me magic" Harry inquired. "We shall find someone, but until such a time you can read the material" Elijah said. Harry decided to chance the subject.
"Since you're an original I have other family" Harry stated. "That you do; your Uncle Niklaus, Aunt Rebekah, and new cousin Hope" Elijah said with a tense voice. "Why do I have a feeling there is something going on that you're not telling me" Harry said. Elijah focused all of his attention on Harry, who waited patiently. "When Hope was born the witches tried to sacrifice her, we stopped it, but we had to send her away until we have secured New Orleans" Elijah said.
"Why do I have this feeling that you are still fighting" Harry asked. "Because we are, I'm taking a great risk by bringing you home with me, but I refuse to leave you with those monsters" Elijah said, sneering at the end. Harry knew that there was a danger by going into a war zone and being a target. "As such when we reach our home you will most likely not be leaving until everything is safe" Elijah said. "I'm use to not being able to go anywhere at this time of year" Harry said.
"That will change soon enough, but after this battle" Elijah said, feeling bad that he had to bring his son from one prison to another. 'It won't last long Elijah, we'll be taking down Francesca in a week' Elijah thought. "Enough talk about such depressing thoughts, tell me about you" Elijah said. 'Well things I don't already know' Elijah thought. Elijah had some of his contacts research his son, who came back with eleven years of information.
Once Harry had turned eleven the information came to a halt, which meant that he went to Hogwarts. "There isn't much to tell about my life with the Dursley's" Harry said. "I know that Henrik, tell me about your schooling" Elijah prompted. "As you know I go to Hogwarts, but I got into my mum's house" Harry said. "Ah yes, gryffindor; the house of courage, chivalry, and determination" Elijah said, somewhat fondly.
"My grades are decent and I'm on the quidditch team" Harry said excitedly. "I've heard of the game, but have never seen it before" Elijah remarked. "You have to come to one of my games then" Harry said adamantly. "Of course" Elijah said, willing to take time out of his war to watch his son. "I have two friends, Hermione Granger and Ron weasley, Ron lives in the wizarding world, but Hermione lives in the muggle world" Harry said.
"I see it didn't take you long to pick up some of the terms wizards use" Elijah said. "I only know a few" Harry said sheepishly. "Good thing or you might make a mistake and call someone who doesn't know a thing a muggle" Elijah said. "Yeah, that would be bad" Harry said. Elijah and Harry went into a comfortable silence, waiting for the plane to land in New Orleans.