Chapter Three: Compulsion

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Sitting in her seat, stationed beside the window, she couldn't believe what had just happened. Originally, she knew trying to sneak on a plane wasn't a good idea but the Sorting Hat had tried to put her in Slytherin for something, right? So June Potter had attempted to get past the lady at the gates without her noticing, and failed. When she had been caught, she thought back to the incident when she told that woman to stay still and she just obeyed. She had decided she had nothing to loose and looked into the women's eyes, telling her she wanted a seat to Charlottesville, Virginia and that she had already checked her passport to get into America. Next thing she knew, she was getting a window seat in the first class cabinet.

Luckily, Charlottesville wasn't a very popular place but it was very close to Mystic Falls. Like a few hundred miles on route 3, off Southwood and Belmont. Staring down at the map in her hands, she couldn't wait to figure all this out. Seeing as she was flying all the way from London, England to Virginia she knew it would be a long trip. Laying her head back, she decided to get some sleep.

She had rented a car. She had gotten of the airport and she had rented a car. Honestly, she was going to kill herself before she even got there. Slayer of Dark Lords, maybe, but June Potter was certainly no expert driver. She had only just gotten through her driving test and, she'd never tell Hermione this, she had used a bit of magic. Just as she thought this, her phone buzzed in the passengers seat. Picking it up while keeping her eyes on the road, she briefly glanced down and saw Hermione, of all people, was calling her. Speak of the devil and the devil will call you on your phone.

She slid her finger across the screen of her iPhone and answered the call, "Hullo?"

"June Potter, where in Merlin's name are you?" he best friends voice demanded

"Hermione, listen, it's a long story but some things have happened a due to circumstances I'm in America-"

"America!"

"Yes, Hermione, America. Now-"

"No! You need to get back to London, now!"

"Why?" June asked indignantly

"Um, just because of the fact that you're supposed to be at the burrow celebrating your birthday!"

"Oh, Merlin, Hermione! I'm so sorry!"

"As you should be! Mrs. Weasley spent forever planning this party because your turning 18, and that's legal age to muggles! She knew it was important to you, and you go a blow it off!"

"I'm so sorry, I swear, but this is really important to me-"

"More important than being with your family on a special day?"

That hit a nerve.

"Well, Hermione, I really want to be there! I do! I love them-"

"Well, obviously you don't love them enough or you would be here."

June nearly slammed the breaks on in shock as her friend ended the call. That cut her deep, really deep, but Hermione didn't know. Hermione didn't know she had killed an innocent woman. She didn't know she was a vampire. She didn't know she was possible a Hybrid. She didn't know that before she had rented this car that June had vanished two bodies with her wand because she had gone too far. Didn't know that her world had come crashing down around her within the span of twenty four hours.

She laid her head back after she pulled over, desperately holding back tears. She had cried one to many times today, and it sure as hell wasn't happening again. June Potter, or she supposed she should get used to Mikaelson if her father actually accepts her, had killed Voldemort, slayed countless Death Eaters, collected the horcrux, lost countless loved ones, hell she was the master of the Elder Wand! She had gone through worse than this, so it was time she stopped being such a wimp and sucked it up.

June pulled her head of the rest on her seat and stared at the rode beside her with narrowed eyes. Since she had heightened vision, she could see the sign a few miles away that read Mystic Falls: 14 miles away. She sucked in a breath, only a few more miles and she would be there. A few more miles. She could be there before sundown.

She pulled back onto the road and went on, ignoring the tempting switch in the back of her mind that she didn't even know she could flip.

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Question of the Chapter: What do you think it would take to make June flip the switch and turn her emotions and humanity off?