A/N: Hopefully Hazel won't change too much from Canon!Harry, less naive and a maybe little more cautious/paranoid (it's not paranoia if they're out to get you). A lot of this chapter may be similar to the first draft, although there will be changes. This chapter is kinda long and rambley (sorry), but I'm trying to introduce characters in a believable fashion. The action will be coming.

Chapter Two


Hazel had a dilemma.

Narcissa, Draco, Luna, and Teddy had gone out to brunch with a neighbor she had made friends with, Jenna was a great person, but Hazel was feeling antsy and wanted Teddy.

But heavily populated places made her magic flare out.

The older witch found that the best way to keep her magic under control was to have Teddy nearby or in her arms.

Hazel threw open the front door before she could talk herself out of finding her small family. Blinking in the bright sun, she closed the door behind her and determinately set off towards town.

After all, how bad could it be?


Bad. The answer was very bad.

Walking into town was comparable to getting hit by a train, all the auras and people were almost too much for her damaged magical core.

Andy had told her she was going to the local pub a place called 'The Grill'. She stopped the first person she saw, a kind looking middle aged bloke. "Um, excuse me. But do you know where The Grill is?"

He chuckled, "New in town?" At her nod he continued, "Yeah, come on I'll show you. I'm meeting someone there."

"Me too."

"I'm Alaric Saltzman, I teach history at the high school. Are you going to be a student in the fall?"

"Hazel, and I have already graduated."

"That's good. Your accent, are you from England?"

"Yes, I moved with my family recently."

"How do you like the town? I only moved here almost a year ago too."

"Confession, this is the first time I've left my house."

"Really?" he turned to her, incredulous, "Here we are, The Mystic Grill." he announced to her as he lead her to the busy restaurant.

Alaric was concerned looking at the tiny woman, he saw the way she had to prepare herself to enter the room, the way her eyes flickered around all the people. Hazel looked healthy, but he could see something in her eyes that marked her as older than she appeared.

Hazel looked around for her family and friends, finding them near the back, she was dimly aware of the man, Alaric, going the same direction.

As she got close, Luna looked up, "Hazel!"

Teddy's head snapped up as well, "Ha'e'!" he yelled excitedly, lifting his arms to be picked up.

Behind her Alaric chuckled, "Well, looks like we were going the same way."

"Yes, thank you."

"No problem."

Narcissa pulled her into the booth next to her, Teddy now sitting on her lap, and introduced her to the strawberry-blonde, "Jenna this is my niece, Hazel Black. Hazel this is Jenna Sommers."

"Hi."

"Hello, I wondered when we'd officially meet." Jenna laughed lightly.

"Me as well." she smiled, genuinely.

"And I see you met my boyfriend, Alaric."

"I was a little lost and he helped me find the place." she admitted, sheepishly.

The brunch was comfortable, Jenna and Alaric were nice people to be around. And Teddy showed her all the pictures he had drawn with the crayons, even having her help him with his dragon drawing. Draco didn't find her joke as funny as the rest did "Silly Teddy, that doesn't look like Draco."

"So, I hope you don't mind me asking, but how old are you?" Jenna asked.

"I'll be turning 19 in July."

Jenna's eyes widened "My niece and nephew are just a little bit younger than you, my niece Elena just turned 18."

Draco laughed at that, "Oh, she's always been rather small, especially when we were younger."

"In school I was the smallest in my year and the next." she admitted with a half-hearted glare at Draco.

"It's quite true." Luna agreed, even with how short she was was still taller than Hazels 5 feet and a half inch.

Cissa grabbed her hand under the table and rubbed it soothingly.

Jenna was distressed as she watched the interaction. Narcissa had told her that her niece had been sick and was still recovering if the paleness and circles under eyes were anything to go by. The woman was also orphaned as a child and that their murderer had tormented her throughout her life, and killing her previous guardians. The psychology student in Jenna could tell that she had lingering mental issues, possibly PTSD.

Hazel took a deep breath. Bringing her godson closer to her, by now used to being squeezed when she was upset, Teddy babbled happily and gave her a crayon to draw with, coincidentally it was the same one he had just shoved in his mouth.

In an attempt to change the subject Jenna spoke, "So, are these three going to be attending school in the fall?"

"Luna will as a senior, but Draco and Hazel have already graduated." Cissa told them.

Alaric nodded, "Well I hope to see you in my class, I'm teaching junior and senior history this year."

Jenna gasped excitedly. "Oh! You should definitely go to senior prank night. It's always so much fun, and this year Caroline is organizing so it's bound to be a blast." She looked like a thought had struck her. "You have met Caroline Forbes, right? She's blonde, about yay-high, very precocious, and the Sheriff's daughter."

Narcissa nodded, "Yes, she and her mother had come to make sure we were settling in and to introduce themselves to us."

"That sounds like her. She seems kinda shallow at first, but she's really a nice girl."

Hazel snorted, sharing a conspiratorial look with Luna. "Sounds like someone else we know." The girls turned to Draco with pointed looks.

"Hey!"

The playful banter went on between the teenagers as the three adults watched on.

A voice suddenly appeared behind them, "Hey, Ric."

Hazel jumped and looked over to see a dark haired male sliding into the empty seat next to Alaric. He was the epitome of a handsome bad boy, and by the look on his face he knew it too, with icy blue eyes and leather jacket.

Alaric sighed, "Damon, what can I do for you?"

"What? Do I need a reason to see my friend?" He put on a faux hurt expression.

Jenna looked venomous, "Yes."

"Ouch." He pouted. Turning back to Alaric, he continued. "Anyway, I thought you'd like to come with me on this one." He gave the other male a pointed look.

Alaric blew out an aquiesting breath of air. "I left my things at the house."

Damon smiled triumphantly, "I can wait."

Alaric gave Jenna a quick kiss before standing and walking to the exit. Damon turned back to Jenna.

"Soo, introductions?" He smirked.

She gave him a glare, "Narcissa, this is Damon Salvatore. Damon, this is Narcissa Malfoy, her son Draco, her nieces Luna and Hazel, and Hazel's godson Teddy."

"Pleasure to meet you Mrs. Malfoy." His face was positively charming and had Hazel been a lesser woman she would have swooned, but she could feel something dangerous lurking in his eyes and she didn't want him anywhere near her Teddy.

His phone chimed in his pocket. "It's been a pleasure, ladies and gentlemen, Jenna."

Jenna waited until he walked out the door before making a face, "'It's been a pleasure.'" She mocked. "Don't listen to a word he says."

Hazel was inclined to agree. "Seems like an arrogant wanker, doesn't he."

Jenna laughed at the description, "Yes, he is. But he's Ric's best friend and his little brother was dating my niece."

"Although he was quite pretty." Narcissa interjected, to the amusement of everyone but Draco and Teddy, who didn't know why they were laughing but still laughed with them.


As a waiter walked by quickly Jenna reached out and snagged his arm, "When's your break?"

"Uhh, 15 minutes. Why?" The gangly boy was a couple years younger than them with dark brown hair and brown puppy dog eyes.

"You're going to come sit with us."

He rolled his eyes. "Alright, aunt Jenna."

Jenna smirked at them. "My nephew Jeremy, he just started working here. He'll be a junior so you'll probably see him at school." She told Luna.

"That'll be good. It'll be nice to make new friends." She smiled.

Jenna smiled back. "Did you have a lot of friends back home?"

"No, just Hazel. She was my first real friend."

"Really?" Hazel asked softly. "Luna, we didn't meet until your fourth year."

"No one else really liked me. You never looked at me strangely."

"Oh, Luna…" Hazel was speechless. To think that she wasn't the only one betrayed in the end, that Luna had thought so highly of her, yet they never really hung out outside of Dumbledore's Army.

"Jeremy was the same way, after his parents died. He never really had many friends, but after the car accident he just shut them out. I think he'd like a friend."


"Traitors." She thought. "The bloody lot of them are traitors."

When Jeremy finally sat down in Alaric's vacated seat, Jenna reintroduced them all. Hazel didn't know about Luna, but the boy definitely clicked with Teddy by drawing with him. She had pouted as her baby boy reached around the table wanting to sit by Jeremy instead.

Jenna had laughed at her pout. "Don't worry we won't keep him. God knows I can barely take care of teenagers let alone a baby. I don't know how you do it Narcissa."

"Well, the teenagers mostly take care of themselves and Ted is such an easy baby, much easier than Draco was. I was a little scared taking him in from the stories my sister told me about his mother were anything to go by." She demurred.

Hazel had to comment, "He gets his temperament from his father, thankfully. Although Remus' curiosity with Tonks' balance may not be the best combination."

"So you're his godmother, right?"

"Yes." At Jenna's curious look she elaborated. "Teddy's father Remus was best friends with my father, he was like an honorary uncle, and was friends with my godfather. So when Teddy was born during the terror attacks in London, they named me godmother."

Jeremy looked sympathetic. "I'm sorry for your loss."

"Thank you."

The conversation was brought to a close by Teddy's tired fussing, deciding it was almost his nap time, Hazel went out to find the pram from the trunk of Narcissa's new car.


Pouring himself a glass of bourbon, Damon turned to his friend.

"So, what's with the Brits?"

Alaric glared. "They moved from England in the aftermath of the terror attacks that have been going on in London."

Damon thought of the blonde woman who had reminded him of the ladies of the 1800s with how she had spoke and acted. And the younger blonde who looked like he was an unusual specimen to be examined.

But what really caught his attention was the dark haired girl, she had stood out due to her darker hair and sickly complexion. The way she had flinched at his approach and followed him with her bewitching eyes at all times reminded him of veterans with PTSD.

Damon sprawled on the couch. "There is something funny about them, did you notice? Or were you to busy staring at your girlfriend to get anything from them?"

"There isn't anything wrong with them Damon, not everyone who moves to this town is affiliated with the supernatural." He defended. "Don't go prying into their business, they're good people."

"Fine, I won't, scouts honor."

Somewhat satisfied with this answer, as sarcastic as it was, Alaric didn't press the vampire further.

Damon stared into the fireplace wondering what the ragtag family was hiding.


A/N: I hope this is getting better, I still feel like my transitions are too choppy and abrupt, so be patient they'll (hopefully) get better.

Let me know what you think. Suggestions for plot, pairings, and characters from HP added are welcome!