I do not own Harry Potter or the Originals... sigh:(.

I am not having trouble updating or coming up with ideas, just busy with college, but I will find time to update.

"Talk"

'Thought'

Chapter 3

Once they landed in New Orleans Harry noticed how his father tensed up. Before they exited the plane Elijah turned to his son. "I need you to stay close to me Henrik, it is very dangerous out there and I don't want you getting hurt" Elijah said. "Yes sir" Harry said, nodding. Elijah made sure that Harry was right next to him before quickly exiting the plane.

Elijah put a firm hand on his son's shoulder, guiding him out of the airport towards a parking lot full of cars. Elijah found his car and kept watch while his son got settled in the passenger seat. His eyes narrowed when he caught sight of a man staring at them from across the parking lot, a werewolf. Only werewolves that worked for Francesca would be out and about. Elijah needed to get back to the Abattoir immediately.

Using his vampire speed he was in the car and out of the parking lot in under eight seconds. Harry grabbed ahold of the Oh Shit handle as the sped down a random street, his eyes wide and heart racing. Elijah made sure they were far away from the airport before slowing down slightly. "That should have raised your blood pressure" Elijah joked, trying to lighten the mood. "I didn't take you for the type to make jokes" Harry said.

"You'd be surprised" Elijah said. Harry released the handle slowly, assured that he was safe for the moment. Harry looked at the speedometer and paled. "Do you think you could slow down, going 80 miles an hour could get us killed" Harry said. "It could get you killed if I didn't know how to drive" Elijah said. Elijah wanted to get home before a werewolf decided to get too cocky and attack.

"How far away are we from the French Quarter" Harry inquired. "An hour, just relax and take in the sights until we get there" Elijah said, his eyes focused on his surroundings to make sure that he wasn't caught off guard and attacked. Harry had something bothering him for a while now, so he decided to get it out in the air. "Who are you guys fighting, are they vampires as well" Harry asked curiously. "Werewolves to be exact, and not your kind either, these one's are more dangerous, especially with moonlight rings on their side" Elijah said.

"Moonlight rings" Harry queried. "They are similar to daylight rings, which allow vampires to walk in the sun, where as moonlight rings keep werewolves from shifting every full moon" Elijah said. "Magic can do that" Harry said in shock. "Your paternal magic can, your maternal on the other hand is slightly more basic, but still extremely powerful" Elijah said. Harry was becoming even more excited by the second at the prospect at learning his newly discovered magic.

"Are you going to kill the werewolves" Harry asked. Elijah spared his son a quick glance, taking in his disagreement on the idea of death. 'Just like his mother' Elijah thought. "This is a war Henrik, we need to end it no matter what it takes and if that means death to all of our enemies then so shall it happen" Elijah said, not sugarcoating anything.

Elijah wasn't one to lie or be light about the truth since it was better that someone knew what they were getting into, if it helped his cause that is. Harry understood his reasoning, but he still didn't like it. Harry focused on the structure of New Orleans, immediately fascinated by the city. New Orleans was beyond extraordinary in Harry's eyes. Elijah was feeling the same way even though he had seen the city many times. New Orleans had a luster that never did cease no matter how many times you see it. "Why is New Orleans so special to you guys" Harry asked. The two were in Elijah's car, heading to the Abattoir, which would allow Harry to meet some of the family.

Harry was nervous, so he decided to question his father some more. "I and my siblings founded New Orleans, we built the city into what it is today before being chased out by your grandfather, Mikael, in the year 1919" Elijah said. "New Orleans was founded in the early 1700's, you stayed here for that long" Harry said in shock. "New Orleans is not like any other town, it is supernatural central thanks to us, especially the French Quarter" Elijah said, smiling. "So it was easy to not get caught not aging" Harry asked.

"Extremely easy, also a bribe here and there helped as well" Elijah said knowingly. Harry was silent for a few seconds as he stared out at the city. "You don't mind me asking all these questions do you" Harry asked. "Not at all, I encourage it in fact, how else are you suppose to learn" Elijah said. "That sounds like something Professor Mcgonagall would say" Harry said.

"Minerva is a now a teacher" Elijah said in amusement. "You knew Mcgonagall" Harry said in surprise. "Very well actually, we met many years ago and had a short relationship" Elijah said. Harry wrinkled his nose in disgust. "I did not need to know that about my teacher, I'm definitely never gonna be able to concentrate in her class ever again" Harry said.

Elijah ignored that statement. "So what does she teach, I remember she was extremely talented in transfiguration" Elijah inquired. "She teaches transfiguration and is my head of house" Harry said. 'You have truly come far Minerva' Elijah thought. "The first time I actually met her was when me and my friend Ron were late to class, we thought she wasn't there and there was this cat on the table" Harry said. Elijah smiled at that, knowing about her animagus form.

"We were so relieved until the cat jumped off the desk and she landed in human form in front of us, it was a sight to see" Harry said adamantly. "I'm sure it was" Elijah said. Parking the car down the street from the Abattoir Elijah turned to his son. "I should warn you before we go in there about our family, we are known to be a bit… dysfunctional, an argument could likely occur and if it does do not intervene" Elijah said. Elijah didn't want his son getting hurt if either he or Klaus went off the handle.

Hayley wasn't around that much, so she shouldn't be a problem for his son. Klaus on the other hand might prove to be troubling. "I would also like to warn you about mentioning Hope in front of her mother, her name is Hayley and she was turned into a hybrid not to long ago by Hope after the birth, so she can be a bit emotional at times" Elijah said. Elijah had feelings for Hayley, strong ones, but if his son was in danger because of her he knew that he would choose his son over her. "Do you understand me" Elijah asked. "Yes sir" Harry said.

The two climbed out of the car and made their way to the Abattoir. Elijah kept extremely close to Harry, while also looking out for dangerous werewolves. Elijah saw Hayley enter the Abattoir in her wolf form, making him grab his son and pull him against his side. Elijah entered the Abattoir and was relieved to see no dead bodies or blood anywhere. 'Let's just hope she doesn't come out naked per usual' Elijah thought.

Immediately his wish didn't come true as Hayley appeared on the balcony across the room in her birthday suit. Elijah knew that his son saw Hayley when he heard the gasp from beside him. Whether it was of pleasure, shock, or disgust he would never know. Elijah covered Harry's eyes with one of his hands so as to protect the rest of his innocence, at least what was left from Hayley's display. "Must you gallivant around naked, especially when you knew that I was bringing a child back with me" Elijah asked calmly.

While speaking Elijah led Harry under the balcony exactly where Hayley was standing so as to protect his eyes before joining her on the balcony. Elijah kept his ears on his son, wanting to make sure he didn't get into any trouble whilst he reprimands Hayley. "Oh yes, Klaus told me that you found out that you have a son" Hayley said nonchalantly. "I presume Niklaus told you I would be back today since I called ahead yesterday" Elijah said. "Yes he did" Hayley said.

Elijah rolled his eyes at Hayley's behavior, something he had been doing very often for the last few months. "Whenever you walk through the Compound you are to be dressed" Elijah said, or more like ordered. Hayley scoffed before walking to her room, at least Elijah hoped that that was her destination. He made his way back into the courtyard to find his son gone, putting him immediately on edge. 'He is definitely a Mikaelson' Elijah thought.

Elijah began to search through the compound, wanting to make sure Harry didn't get himself into trouble. After a few minutes Elijah found his son in a sitting room staring at one of Klaus' paintings. It was one from the 18th century, one the Klaus was proud of. Elijah stopped behind his son, barely sparing the art a glance since he had seen it created many years ago. With his new senses Harry knew that his father was behind him.

Turning around he gave his father a sheepish smile. "Sorry for leaving, I just wanted to explore the place" Harry said. "That is quite alright, last I checked I only requested that you not leave the compound" Elijah said. "Am I to take that that woman was Hayley" Harry asked, a dusting of red on his cheeks. Elijah caught sight of the blush and had to bite back a chuckle.

"I do apologize for her actions since she obviously won't anytime soon" Elijah said. "Why do you talk like that" Harry inquired. "Like what Henrik, are you indicating my barely existent accent" Elijah said, confused. "It would be hypocritical of me to question your accent when mine is more prominent" Harry said. "Then what are you referring to my son" Elijah inquired.

"The way you talk, it's like you are from the fifteenth century or something" Harry said. "You are referring to my speech, aren't you" Elijah said, getting a nod from Harry. "First off our family is from the tenth century, and last of all the speech of this century is just downright vile and uneducated" Elijah said, disgust clear in his voice as he spoke of the speech of the 21st century. Harry was in shock.

"You are over a thousand years old, that's so unreal" Harry whispered, staring at his father in awe. Elijah chuckled lightly at his son's expression. "I am currently one thousand thirty five years old, but forever stuck at the age of twenty-five" Elijah said. This brought something to Harry's attention. "Will I ever stop aging" Harry asked.

Elijah mulled the thought over for a few minutes before coming to a decision. "I do not know since you are only half vampire, we shall have to wait and see as you get older" Elijah said. Elijah didn't want to think on the possibility of losing his son one day, it was something he already was not looking forward to if it happened. "Your Aunt Rebekah is currently with you cousin Hope, keeping her safe in her presumed death" Elijah said.

"Yeah I heard you mention her earlier, but I thought it was a slip of the tongue" Harry said, shocked once again. "She is alive, but you do not speak of it outside of this house or when we have company" Elijah said. Harry nodded in understanding. "Isn't it about time I am introduced to our new family member" a voice with a british accent said. The two turned around to see Klaus Mikaelson enter the room, a paintbrush in hand and trademark smirk on his face.

"Ah Niklaus, thank you for joining us" Elijah said. Klaus made his way over to the two, stopping to examine his nephew. "He looks like you, except for the eyes, which is good since brown is so bland" Klaus said, earning him a mock glare from Elijah. "They're my mum's eyes" Harry said softly. "Another british accent, wonderful" Klaus said.

"So his vampire status, or did he come out human" Klaus asked, truly curious about his nephew. "He is half vampire, he can survive on either blood or human food" Elijah said. "I assume you've been giving him blood since you retrieved him, hence why he is starting to look healthier" Klaus said. "They treated him worse than dirt beneath their shoes, I wish I had had more time so that I could have tortured them" Elijah said coldly. "You will have your chance soon enough, I will come with as well, who doesn't like a good bloodletting after all" Klaus said.

Harry turned slightly green at his uncle's words, which Elijah saw. "Maybe we should tone down on the death and gore in front of the child" Elijah suggested. Klaus saw Harry's face and laughed joyfully. "Come now, he's a Mikaelson, one day he shall kill as well" Klaus said. Harry couldn't help but to shake his head in the negative.

"I'm no murderer, never will be" Harry denied. Elijah was proud of his son's words, but deep down he knew that there was an extremely high chance of his son killing someone. "Word of a child are so hopeful… foolish" Klaus said. Harry was not a first impression kind of person, but his uncle Klaus was really getting on his bad side, which was rare and only had Draco Malfoy in it. Harry narrowed his eyes angrily at Klaus, who just laughed at the sight.

"He even has your glare" Klaus said. With that he walked out of the room, leaving the duo alone. "He's annoying" Harry said. Elijah gave a snort. "Annoying, I don't believe he has ever been called that before, he will feel honored" Elijah said sarcastically. Harry leaned into his father slightly. Elijah stiffened at the contact at first, but he slowly calmed down and put a hand on his son's head in a comforting gesture.

"Niklaus is difficult to get along with, but you are family, which means he will protect you with his life" Elijah assured. Harry was quiet for a few seconds. "It's nice to have a family who cares about me for once, it makes me wonder what it would have been like with my… mother" Harry said fondly. "From what I know your mother told that you were his biological child, if you had grown up with them I have no doubt the truth would have come out someday and with dreadful consequences" Elijah said knowingly, thinking back on the revelation of Niklaus' heritage. "Because wizards consider vampires to be monsters" Harry said.

"That's one reason of many, but the most important would have been the downfall of you not being who your mother claimed you to be" Elijah said. Harry looked up at his father questioningly. "And that would be" Harry inquired curiously. "You not being the son of James Potter, it would have affected many people" Elijah said. "And my vampire half, how are we going to deal with the wizarding world once they find out" Harry asked.

Harry was slightly scared of what the future held for him now that he knew the truth. Elijah held the same feelings as his son, but he would never speak of them, especially to a child who was already nervous about the same thing. "For now you should not tell anyone, at least until we have dealt with all of our enemies here" Elijah said softly. 'The outcome once the truth gets out will definitely change the wizarding world since it is their precious boy-who-lived, whether it will be good or bad depends on them' Elijah thought.

"Now how about I show you to your room, I had compelled some vampires to spruce it up to a twelve year old boys standards" Elijah said, plastering a fake smile onto his face for the sake of his son. Harry does the same as his father, having seen through his father's act, but not wanting to say anything for the sake of not wanting to confront the problem as of yet. Both were happy to pretend for a while longer and to deal with New Orleans for the time being.