Description: After an accident in conflicting magics, Harry Potter is sent to the past and into the arms of the native chief, Kaneonuskatew. He is quickly found to be a Mage and is tutored by Esther and Ayanna because of his violent magic.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling and the Vampre Diaries and the Originals belong to Kevin Williamson and Julie Plec.
The Crossroads of Merlin
Chapter 7: The Meeting of Minds
Edited: 24/05/2014
Harry groaned and rolled into a soft thing. His emerald gaze snapped open to regard Katherine coolly. But then he frowned; he could hear her heart beating. The latest Doppelganger. Elena, if he remembered correctly. He smiled reassuaringly at her and she nodded once. Then the boot of the SUV opened and a man that looked familiar to Harry smirked down at them. He effortlessly picked them up and blurred into the house.
He dropped them onto a nearby couch and he then proceeded to untie Elena's hands and feet.
"What do you want?" Elena asked in a fake strong voice. The man shushed her. "Please, I'm hurt." Elena groaned.
The stranger grinned savagely. "I know. Just a taste." He prompted. The man licked his lips and then leaned forward, his face vamping out but a woman prevented him from going any further.
"Trevor!" She barked. "Control yourself."
Trevor sighed, disappointed. "Buzz kill." He stood and blurred out of the room, leaving the female alone with a slightly pissed off immortal hybrid and a human Doppelgänger.
"What do you want with me?" Elena asked but the woman ignored her.
"Oh my god, you look just like her." She breathed, looking pleased.
"But I'm not - please, whatever you…" Elena said.
The woman's eyes snapped up to her and she snarled. "Be quiet!"
Elena shook her head and stood. "But I'm not Katherine. My name is Elena Gilbert; you don't have to do this." She pleaded, attempting an negotiation.
"I know who you are, I said be quiet." She snapped.
"What do you want?" Elena demanded, her voice one a brat would use.
Rose blinked, apparently appalled. And then a hand connected with Elena's face and she was knocked out.
"I want you to be quiet." She snapped.
Harry chuckled. "You just got knock the fuck out girl!" He boomed, amused laughter barking out of his mouth.
"Can you be quiet?" The woman asked.
"Sure." Harry shrugged. "Name first though, Love." The woman's gaze tightened for a second before she smiled.
"You haven't remembered everything yet?" She asked surprised.
Harry's eyes narrowed and his brow furrowed in confusion. "Flashes, Middle ages I'm guessing; their memories of some sort?" He asked in return.
"You can't answer a question with a question." She informed him smartly.
"True." Harry shrugged as well as he could, considering he was tied up. "But you answered my question with another question and then I asked the final question so, name, sweetheart?"
"Rose." She said after a while and Harry nodded.
"Hadrian, but I hate it so please, call me Harry." He informed her. She nodded and then she left.
"Hang on a bleedin' minute, Love, but give us a book or something to pass the time." Rose smirked at him but then blurred over and snapped his neck.
A few hours later found a very bored and pissed off Harry Potter rubbing his neck and listening in on his captors.
"How's the girl?" Rose asked.
"Still passed out." Trevor replied.
"You didn't touch her, did you?" Rose asked, the sound of doubt in her voice.
Trevor scoffed. "Give me some credit." He cleared his throat. "So, you called him?"
"No, I called one of his contacts." Rose admonished. "You know how this works."
"Did you or did you not get the message to Elijah?" Trevor demanded. Harry frowned, sensing a now familiar feeling of familiarity to the name Elijah.
"They say he got it." Rose said slowly.
"Wonderful and what?" Trevor responded dryly.
Harry broke his concentration as Elena stood up not so sneakily and attempted to eavesdrop. He stared at her in actual humor. Having his neck snapped certainly pissed him off and he was waiting for his chance to taunt or piss off his captors, a trait he used a lot in his youth with his relatives, to alleviate the stress, fear and anger from his life.
"So that's it Trevor." Rose sighed warily. "He either got it or he didn't. We just have to wait." She informed him.
A gulp from Trevor made Harry smirk. "Look, it's not too late. We can leave it here. We don't have to go through with this." He tried to goad Rose into leaving.
"I'm sick of running!" Rose shouted.
"Yeah?" Trevor growled. "Well, running keeps us from dying." He spat.
"Elijah's old school. If he accepts our deal, we're free." She informed him.
Another sound from the current Doppelgänger once again dropped Harry's conversation; she made one of the floorboards squeak and was spotted by Rose.
"You!" Rose sneered. "There's nothing around here for miles. If you think you're getting out of this house, you're tragically wrong. Understand?" She said to the current Doppelgänger in annoyance. Harry merely listened, smirking at the almost cat-fight.
"Who's Elijah?" Elena demanded.
"He's your worst nightmare." She said seriously before brushing past Elena and into the room in which Harry was being kept tied up.
"Sorry wolf-boy, wolfsbane ropes; can't be too cautious now can we?" Rose questioned rhetorically. Harry chuckled.
"By the way, shitty reading material Rosie." The smirk from the vampire was his response. "I owe you a neck snapping, or maybe; a bite?" Harry suggested, smirking at the elder woman.
"Why am I here?" Elena cut in.
"Quite nosy, aren't you?" Harry asked her and she glared at him. "We're here because we serve somebody's agenda, someone who is a hell of a lot stronger than her and Trevor - and not to mention your pesky little Salvatore siblings." Harry informed her with a grin. Rose rolled her eyes. "I'm guessing this Elijah punk?" He asked Rose.
"You keep asking me these questions like I'm going to answer them." Rose smirked at them.
"Why won't you?" Elena fired right back. Harry smirked.
"That's another one." Rose grumbled.
"You got me, okay? It's not like I can go anywhere. The least you can do is tell me what you want with me." She attempted manipulation; wow.
"I personally want nothing; I'm just a delivery service." Rose shrugged.
"Told ya." Harry smirked.
"Two points to the eavesdropper." Rose mock praised the immortal hybrid.
"Who is he? Is he a vampire?" Elena asked.
"Oh yes." Harry nodded and two sets of eyes locked onto him. "Legend; one of the Originals."
"How do you know?" Rose asked, she looked confused.
Harry smirked. "I had to write an essay on them in my youth."
"What do you mean the Originals?" Elena questioned, once again interrupting them.
"You know for somebody that is classed as a supernatural creature, you sure are stupid when it comes to vampires and wolfs and strange shit like that." Harry chuckled at the scowling Doppelgänger.
"Haven't the Salvatore's been teaching you your vampire history?" Rose continued mockingly.
"So you know Stefan and Damon?"
"I know of them. A hundred years back, a friend of mine tried to set me up with Stefan. She said he was one of the good ones. I'm more of a sucker for the bad boys though but I digress."
"Who are the Originals?" Elena asked again.
"Originators of the Vampire species." Harry informed her.
Rose took over. "Trevor and I have been running for 500 years. We're tired, we want it over. We're using you to negotiate ourselves out of an old mess." She told them.
Elena frowned. "But why me?" She bit her lip in bewilderment.
"Because you're a Petrova Doppelgänger. You're the key to breaking the curse." Harry added on.
"The curse?" Brown eyes narrowed in confusion and speculation. "The sun and the moon curse?"
Rose nodded. "Oh, you do know your history."
"What do you mean I'm the key? The moonstone is what breaks the curse." Elena denied, shaking her head.
"Shaking your head isn't going to do much, Love." Harry smirked at the glare she shot him.
"Anyway you have it all wrong; the moonstone is the binding of the curse: sacrifice of one human Petrova Doppelgänger is what breaks it." Rose informed her with a wryly
"The sacrifice?" Elena gulped slightly.
"Yeah you know; where your blood is spilled over a pretty little rock, and that means that in order to break the curse, you're the one who has to die." Trevor spoke to Elena in an amused tone of voice as walked in.
"Tell me more." Elena pleaded.
"Captivity has made her pushy, eh?" Trevor licked his lips. "What do you want to know doppelicious?" He leered at her.
"Who were you running from?" She questioned.
Harry prevented Trevor from talking by making a loud 'buzzing' noise, one not unlike the buzzers on game shows for a wrong answer. "We, meaning Rosie and I, have already answered that question." Harry responded. "But to clear your jumbled up mind; Trevor if you will?" Rose glared at Harry at his nickname while he smiled sweetly at her.
Said man merely snorted and muttered something along the lines of 'you have never changed' before speaking. "The Originals."
"What does that mean?" She asked instead of making a degrading comment.
"The first family, the old world. Rose and I pissed them off." He told them as he bent down and picked up a piece of wood to cover the windows; acting as make-shift curtains. Rose cleared her throat. "Correction," Trevor corrected. "I pissed them off, Rose had my back and for over half a millennium, they wanted us dead."
"What did you do?" Harry asked curiously, beating Elena to it.
"He made the same mistake countless others did: he trusted Katerina Petrova." Rose told them.
"Katherine." Elena breathed.
"The one and only," Rose grinned. "the first Petrova Doppelgänger."
"I helped her escape her fate and now I've, sorry, we've been marked ever since." Trevor started.
"Which is why we're not gonna make the same mistake again." Rose finished before they left the room together.
Elena sighed and sat down on the couch next to Harry, who shifted against the ropes. A small, soundless flash of fire erupted in front of Elena and a single piece of paper fell out. Elena caught it and read it. She smiled slightly before showing it to Harry.
'Stefan and Damon are coming for you' -B" Harry murmured. The duo exchanged a look and Harry sighed before nodding and motioned to his ropes. Elena nodded and started to undo them.
Rose walked into the room and Harry glared at her. She frowned at him and sat down. The room was filled with a tense and awkward silence ... or rather it was until a frantic and scared Trevor burst into the room.
"He's here! This was a mistake." Trevor began to pace in pure panic.
"No, I told you I would get us out of this. You have to trust me." Rose assured the frantic vampire.
"No! He wants me dead, Rose!" Trevor screamed, he looked slightly manic.
"He wants him more ... he is a family man, after all." Rose said firmly but Trevor shook his head.
"I can't do this. You give them to him, he'll have mercy on you but I need to get out of here." Trevor started to hyperventilate whilst pacing and Rose seemed to of had enough.
"Hey! What are we?" She demanded, gripping his shoulder's tightly.
Trevor sighed. "We're family, forever." He swallowed.
A knock sounded in the distance and Harry chortled.
"You're scared." It was mocking. He was ignored.
"Stay here with them and don't make a sound." She ordered him sternly before walking briskly in the direction of the door. Harry and Trevor didn't even hide the fact that they were listening in on their conversation. Elena sighed and stood, beginning to pace whilst ringing her hands nervously.
"Sit down and calm it, Love ... just watching you is making me nervous." Harry all but growled at her. The impudent Doppelganger glared at him venomously but didn't stop in her stride.
"Rose-Marie." A cultured male voice spoke. "Is there somewhere we can talk?" He asked.
Rose swallowed. "Yes, in here." She led the Original vampire into the house. "You have to forgive the house."
Elijah chuckled. "Oh, no, what's a little dirt? I completely understand." He breezed past her and the sound leather furniture gives off when you sit on it was heard, indicating that Elijah had sat down. "So tell me, what is it that gives you the courage to call me?"
"I wanted my freedom. I'm tired of running. You in a position to grant me that?" Rose said.
"I have complete authority to grant pardon to you and your little pet. What is his name these days? Trevor. If I so see fit." Elijah agreed.
"Katerina Petrova?" Rose-Marie offered up her name like bait on a fishing hook.
"I'm listening." Elijah said, obviously interested.
"She didn't burn in the church in 1864." Rose elaborated.
"Continue."
"She survived." Rose continued.
"Where is she?" Elijah cut off Rose impatiently.
"You don't seem surprised by this." Rose pointed out hastily. Elijah chuckled.
"Oh, when you called and invited me into this armpit of civilizations, which is a mere 3 hours from the town we know as Mystic Falls, I surmised it had everything to do with Katerina." He explained. "Do you have her in your possession?" He queried.
"No, but I have better." There were a slight hesitation. "I have her Doppelganger."
Elijah scoffed. "That's impossible, her family line ended with her. I know that for fact." He told Rose smartly. Now it was Rose's turn to scoff, albeit quietly
"The facts are wrong." Rose whispered.
"Well, show her to me." Elijah challenged with a smirk.
"Elijah, you are a man of honour, you should be trusted but I want to hear you say it again." Rose requested.
The Original sighed. "You have my word that I will pardon you." Rose nodded.
"I also have Harry Potter, the reincarnation of Hadrian Ambrosia." Rose told Elijah.
"Impressive as always, Rose-Marie. Does he remember?"
"Bits and pieces is what he told me; they come in dreams." Elijah said nothing and Harry surmised that he nodded.
"Follow me." And he did. Rose led him to the room that housed Trevor, Elena and Harry.
Harry's keen green eyes locked onto the doorway as a terrified Elena glanced up. Elijah's oak brown eyes lock onto Elena and he seems surprised. The Original blurs over and gets inside her personal breathing space. They lock eyes and the only human froze. Elijah grinned and quickly sniffed her neck.
"Human." He muttered, pulling back and smiling at the current human Doppelganger. "It's impossible. Hello there." He said, before his eyes locked onto Harry's.
"Wolfsbane ropes?" He asked. Harry frowned before shrugging; he probably smelt it when he came in.
"I'm a werewolf mate." Harry informed him, smirking slightly.
"Indeed you are." Elijah returned pleasantly. "We have a long journey head of us. We should be going." Elijah said before he turned on his heel.
"Please, don't let him take me." Elena pleaded with Rose and Harry snorted.
"One last piece of business and we're done." Elijah informed them both as he headed toward Trevor and then began to circle him like a true predator.
"I've waited so long for this day, Elijah." Trevor informed the fearsome Original shakily, not meeting his eyes. "I'm truly, very sorry."
"Oh no, your apologies not necessary." Elijah dismissed calmly.
"Yes, yes it is." Trevor swallowed. "You trusted me with Katerina and I failed you."
Elijah nodded looking thoughtful. "Oh yes, you are the guilty one and Rose aided you because she was loyal to you and that now I honour." He said, indicating Rose. "Where was your loyalty?"
Trevor said nothing to that question, rather he said, "I beg your forgiveness."
"So granted." Elijah's hand sailed through the air and hit Trevor's head with enough force to knock his head clean off of his body. Rose started to cry, Elena looks shocked and Harry peers in a disgusted manner at the dead body.
"You…!" Rose screamed in agonizing pain and suffering.
"Don't, Rose, now that you are free." Elijah semi-warned/reminded. "Come." He added looking at Elena as he grabbed the immortal werewolf by the arm and hauled him to his feet. Harry hissed at the sharp sting of the wolfsbane and he grunted slightly, a dark glare on his face directed at Elijah, ready to go without a fight.
Elena, however, had other ideas. "No, what about the moonstone?"
Elijah's eye twitched and Harry groaned. "You seriously have no bleedin' filter on that mouth, do you Love?" Harry demanded, he levelled an impressive glare at the Doppelganger who faltered slightly and then Elijah struck, sensing his chance and seizing it.
"What do you know about the moonstone?" He asked quickly.
"I know that you need it and I know where it is." Elena informed him, slightly smug.
"You do realize that he could just compel you?" Harry said, interrupting Elijah's half of a 'yes' and smirking at the Original. "Oh and she has vervain on her necklace." Harry informed Elijah knowingly.
"Oh?" Elijah pondered. "Well then, let's solve that silly little problem." He said, snatching the necklace away from Elena's neck and cupping her cheeks.
"Tell me where the moonstone is." Elijah said, his pupils dilating; the tell-tale sign of compulsion.
"In the tomb, underneath the church ruins." The monotone voice of the Doppelgänger sounded.
"What is it doing there?" Elijah asked, his head tilting to the side as he processed that titbit.
"It's with Katherine." Elena gasped.
"Interesting." He murmured, stopping the compulsion and regarding the only human in the room. He was prevented from saying more when they heard glass breaking upstairs.
"What is that?" Elijah demanded.
Rose shook her head fearfully. "I don't know."
"Who else is in this house?" He asked, a growl leaving his lips.
"No-one." Harry answered instead. "I can't smell humans or leeches around here, but with this wolfsbane it's hard to tell." Elijah said nothing but pushed Elena in the direction of Rose as he pulled Harry along with him.
"Rose, be dear would you?" Elijah asked even though it was a statement. The younger vampire nodded and grabbed a hold of Elena, keeping her in a tight grip.
They walked through the house and entered the entrance hall. A vampire or two rushed past them repeatedly before it stopped.
"I don't know who it is." Rose cried desperately before Elijah could ask.
"Up here." Stefan Salvatore's voice sounded. Elijah growled, thrusting Harry at Rose and blurring up the stairs.
"Down here." Damon Salvatore's turn. Elijah spun around and a stake embedded itself in his hand. It didn't affect him in the slightest and he simply removed it. His oak browns eyes narrowed when he realized that Rose, Elena and Harry were gone.
Harry was jerking about until a hand clamped around his mouth and he locked eyes with Damon Salvatore. Harry's eyes darted around and located Rose in a similar position, meaning that Elena was with Stefan.
"Excuse me. To whom it may concern, you're making a great mistake if you think that you can beat me. You can't. Do you hear that?" Harry heard Elijah and then the cracking and snapping of wood brought his attention to the worry filled eyes of Damon.
"I repeat, you cannot beat me. So I want the girl and the wolf, I'm going to count to 3 or heads will roll. Do we understand each other?" He demanded.
"I'll come with you, just please don't my friends, they just wanted to help me out." Harry heard Elena's voice and knew that that wasn't part of the plan as Damon groaned inaudibly and then he sped away and around the house. Harry glanced at Rose, before motioning with his head for her to go forward. She did so and his bones cracked and then he transformed.
The ropes snapped and the wolf form of Harry Potter bounded forward just as Elijah asked "What game are you playing with me?"
His teeth bit into Elijah's shoulder just as Elena threw the vervain grenade and Stefan appeared. They both seemed surprised.
"Aah!" Elijah growled as Harry ragged him down the stairs and bit into him. The Original threw him away from him and stood, bite marks on his chest and a scowl on his face. Stefan started to fire the stakes at Elijah who immediately ran up the stairs. Stefan then lunged and speared Elijah down the stairs.
The Original Vampire was up on his feet quickly and bent down to snap the neck of Stefan. He quickly stood and locked eyes with an abnormally large wolf with greenish-yellow eyes that was growling at him. They stared at each other before the wolf rushed him. Elijah simply dodged and then he appeared around the wolf, snapping it's neck. Then Damon Salvatore staked him with a makeshift stake, made from a snapped coat hanger; piercing him into a wall.
Just as Damon, Stefan and Elena left, the wolf transformed into a human and he lay still, seemingly fast asleep.
Little over four hours later, Harry woke up with a groan and rubbed his neck feverishly. Damn that hurt. He groaned and stood, magicking himself some clothes to wear before he heard gasping. He spun around and came face to face with Elijah, removing a coat hanger from his chest.
"You completed the immortality spell." It was a statement rather than a question.
"And I can make normal wolves like me, but only weaker." Harry responded. "I cannot be killed, be it heart removal, decapitation ... nothing."
"And you are also a mage?" Elijah asked and Harry nodded.
"How do I know you?" Harry asked and Elijah smirked.
"All in due time, o fílos mou." Elijah responded and then he was gone from the room. Harry sighed and looked around before he dusted out of existence and reappeared inside his bedroom, in his house in Mystic Falls.
