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 8: Light of the Full Moon


Harry glanced around the bar, drinking from his scotch and he sensed the familiar tingle of a werewolf. "Hello Tyler." Harry said as Tyler Lockwood sat down next to him. "I see you activated your curse."

"Yeah ... You said you knew Mason?" Tyler asked, cutting straight to it.

"Yes, good enough to call him friend and pack-mate." Harry turned to look into the dark eyes of Tyler. "And well enough to know that his disappearance is a farce." Tyler frowned at him.

"What do you mean?" He asked but then Stefan and Caroline walked into the Grill. Harry motioned to them with his head.

"Look kid, he's either dead in a ditch or he has had no contact with any human being since he left for, uh, Florida." Harry said bluntly, shrugging, a look of resignation on his face. "B.T.W; note the emphases on human." Tyler said nothing for a while.

"Somebody killed him." Harry nodded, eyeing the younger wolf approvingly.

"True, and in the last e-mail that he sent, a man attempted to use silver on him." Tyler frowned and Harry chuckled. "Don't worry kid, when a werewolf is wounded by silver it heals quicker."

"So what's with the myth?" Tyler asked curiously.

"So that arrogant creatures make the same stereotypical mistake in harming a werewolf." Harry said, downing the rest of his scotch and quickly ordering two beers. "And it usually results in the death of the attacker on the next full moon."

"Will it hurt?" Tyler questioned, a slight chill cutting through him like a knife through butter. "The transformation."

"Like a bitch." Harry agreed. "But it goes more smoothly when your with other wolves and when a friend or family member or somebody you trust is there with you." Tyler nodded, before realizing what he said. The young wolf stared at him.

Harry chuckled. "Come on now, Cub, you didn't think I'd leave you to change on your own, now did you?" Tyler just blinked and Harry rolled his eyes. "We're werewolves, Tyler, and our kind looks out for one another." He stood and threw down a few coins before handing Tyler a piece of paper.

"Get this in time for the next full moon and then choose a private and concealed location." Was all Harry said before he backed out of the Mystic Grill and getting in his car and driving home.


"You realize there's almost a full moon?" The bubbly blonde asked her friend. Harry watched with a fond smile, ah, young love, he thought wistfully. Even though they were apart of two warring species, she still stuck by him. A thought hit him and Harry knew that he might need to ask Caroline what exactly happened after he pinned her to the wall.

"Vampires don't have enough problems, you want to take on mine?" Tyler responded.

Caroline nodded her head. "Have you even thought about it? The whole... wolf thing? Do you know what you're gonna do?"

"I have a plan." Tyler shrugged.

Caroline smiled, waiting for the additional information. "Well…?" She demanded, hands on her hip.

Tyler smirked. "Kind of private." He told her firmly.

Caroline simply scoffed and breathed, looking determined. "I'm student council vice president, head of the prom committee, not to mention I single-handedly organized this town's clean up campaign." Caroline paused in her mini-rant to throw Tyler a dirty look. "And you're really gonna turn down my help?" She asked crossly. Harry snickered under his breath as Tyler rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

The older werewolf sighed and he used an old trick he learned from an old friend of his and dusted out of existence. He knew he had to thank Dumbledore for that one. He reappeared inside of his house and removed his leather jacket, heading toward his workshop slash garage.

He sighed and crumbled into a leather back computer chair, eyeing a bottle of whiskey thoughtfully. He knew that Tyler was scared, hell he was to when he first turned but he was right; being with people you loved helped a hell of a lot more than being alone.

He seemingly made up his mind as he reached for the bottle of whiskey. Just as his hand wrapped itself around the cold bottle his vision swam and his vision was replaced with something else.

-_-Flashback-_-

Hadrien was hugging Rebekah, crooning soothing words into her ear. She was crying softly into his shoulder. "It will be alright, my love. Everything will be fine." Rebekah mumbled an unintelligent response but Hadrien hugged her closer.

Hadrien pulled her head away to see into her beautiful eyes and look down on her angelic face. He used his thumbs to brush away the stray tears and smiled at her. "Rebekah, everything will work out well." Rebekah sniffled.

"But, I-I m-m-miss H-H-Hen-Hen-Henrik!" The distraught woman cried and burrowed her head into the crook of his neck. His werewolf hearing picked up her quiet; "S-stay with me."

"I will stay with you my love, Always and Forever." Hadrien brushed his lips across his Love's forehead.

-_-Flashback End-_-

Harry gasped as he awoke, his eyes opened in a frantic manner and he started to pant heavily. He jumped out of the chair and he looked around warily, his war instincts working on overdrive until he managed to calm himself down and then he ran a hand through his wild, short wild hair. He sighed again and looked around; glad that his powers hadn't activated and destroyed his room like the first time the flashback induced coma occurred. He turned his attention away as his iPhone beeped a notification.

'Hey man, I found a good place and got the supplies.' - Tyler.

'Okay, where?' - Harry.

'The old Lockwood Mansion's slave cellar. Deep in the woods, can you find it?' - Tyler.

'Yeah, I'll just sniff out your vampire girlfriend.' - Harry.

Tyler frowned at that last message. "What?" Caroline asked as she plopped herself down on a small boulder.

"Nothing." Tyler smiled reassuringly at her. "Just a friend of Mason's, helping with the transformation..." Caroline frowned but said nothing.


Harry drove into the woods in his 1970 Mustang Boss 351 Custom, and he killed the engine. The immortal hybrid got out the car, locked it and then proceeded to inhale the air to follow the scent of the young beautiful blonde vampire.

He eventually found a set of ruins and walked down them. "Tyler?" He asked into thin air as he opened the cellar door.

"Yeah, in here." Was Tyler's response. Harry walked in and spotted Tyler with the girl. "So; what do you think?" He pondered.

Harry shrugged. "A little old, rusty and slave-y for my tastes but it will do." He walked further into the room. He used his magic to mark the points on the wall. "I want you to buy something that can hold the weight of around 600 lbs of pure muscle." Harry said, looking at Tyler. "Basically just get like ten of a 100 lbs chain and tie them in. It will hold about 5000 pounds of pressure."

Harry shrugged past the two new supernaturals and turned into a cleverly hidden corner. "Mason told me he hid the documents of his first couple of months here when he sneaked back like five years ago." Harry informed them. "He made a video of his transformation."

Tyler nodded. "You said that it was painful."

"It is." Harry agreed. "The single most painful experience of my life." He said with a wry grin. "I wouldn't wish it on anybody."

Caroline did not look happy. "Okay why are you helping him?" She demanded.

"Because I made a promise to Mason, and now he is missing." He stood, abandoning his search for Mason's stuff. "Know anything about that?" He asked.

Caroline swallowed. "No." She whispered, but there was the lie; an experienced wolf like him could tell when people lied to him.

Harry nodded. "Sure." He muttered before he returned to his searching. "Aaha." He stood, withdrawing a tatted old journal and he passed it on to Tyler. "Mason's journal, documenting what happened to him before and after a full moon, with a USB stick for evidence." Tyler accepted them before looking up.

"Thanks." He said. "Should I get you some chains too?" He asked.

"No. I can control my actions as a wolf mate." Harry responded, smirking slightly.

"How?" Tyler demanded.

"Time. And acceptance." He shrugged. "I've been the wolf for the better part of 14 years."

"But your barely a day over eighteen." Caroline protested.

"Immortality sweetheart. Immortality." He smirked at her and she gaped at him. "But no, I know what you're thinking; 'Are you a Vampire?' Answer is no I'm not, I just can't be killed."

Caroline said nothing but Tyler was looking at him hopefully. "Can anyone become like you"? He asked.

"Only a Werewolf and Mage hybrid can." He answered instead. Tyler shook his head.

"Anyway, thanks man." He said gruffly, shaking Harry's hand.

"Anytime, Lockwoof." He smirked and ruffled the kid's hair. "Oh and by the way, watch the video. If you have any calls, you have my number." He used his teleportation secret to vanish into dust particles and disappear from the cellar.


"So, Blondie?" Damon prompted as he sipped his bourbon, "What did you find out?"

"The new guy's a friend of Mason's and he is a werewolf." She informed him. Damon hummed and down the glass. "He said he can control the change." Damon froze.

"You did good." He said before turning around and locking eyes with her. "Goodnight Caroline." His lips quirked upwards and she turned on her heel and left.

Harry Potter was starting to frustrate him; he needed answers and the wolf wouldn't give them to him. If it's one thing that Damon hated, it was not knowing things.


Harry approached the Lockwood property in his black 70's Boss 351, just before noon. He stopped the car and got out, walking up to the door.

"Yo Ty!" Harry called as he knocked on the door. Footsteps echoed and a middle aged woman opened the door.

"Hello, may I help you?" She questioned. Harry smiled politely.

"Hi, I'm, uh, a friend of Tyler's, I'm new in town and he said that he'd show me around, introduce me to some people." He informed her. "I'm sorry, I forgot to mention my name; Harry Potter." He said offering his hand.

"Carol Lockwood." She replied, accepting his hand. "Tyler's nearly finished, you can wait for him inside." She said and Harry nodded, walking inside the house with a smile.

She led him to the study and then left them to it.

"Hey man." He greeted the older werewolf.

"Ty, you need to stop freaking out; you can make it through this." Harry said.

"How would you know?" Tyler demanded angrily.

"Because I've been where you are." He told him. "Scared. On my first full moon, I attempted anything that could allow me to control my wolf form. It didn't work but I thought it did." Tyler was watching him carefully. "I killed my best friend."

"Mason helped me with somethings, and I helped him with the transformation. He helped me out of a few tight spots over the years, I figured that I owe him one."

"Thanks man." He said and Harry shrugged.

"Sure thing."

"Oh hey, before I forget, the chains are in the boot of my car." Tyler informed him. Harry nodded.

"Right, well put them in my car and then we'll drive over to the Grill, pick up your girlfriend and then get started." Tyler blinked at him in surprise.

"Who said that Caroline would help?" Tyler asked.

Harry snorted. "You did, just then." Tyler rolled his eyes and they left the study, walking to the parlor.

"Leaving boys?" Carol asked as she walked into view.

"Yeah, showing Harry around and then we're getting lunch at the Grill with a few buddies." Tyler informed his mother. "I'll be late."

Carol opened her mouth but was cut off when the door is knocked on. Tyler looked at Harry who narrowed his eyes, What the fuck is Jules doing here? The new werewolf opened the door and a pretty looking woman was standing there.

"Hi." She smiled but the smile faltered when she noticed Harry.

"Hi." Tyler nodded,

Jules stared for a minute before shaking her head, scoffing. "Sorry, rude. You have no idea who I am. I'm Jules, a friend of Mason's from Florida." She said, holding out her hand. "You must be Tyler."

"Yeah. Nice to meet you." He greeted pleasantly, shaking her hand once.

Jules nodded. "So, I know it's weird for me to just stop by but I'm trying to track down Mason." She stated, her eyes searching everyone's face.

"Mason's back in Florida. He has been for a while now." Carol said politely.

"See... that's the thing... he's not." Jules said shaking her head.

"Right well, Tyler and I need to go, 'scuse us love." Harry said, brushing past the female werewolf. "It was lovely meeting you Mrs Lockwood."

"Likewise." She smiled before welcoming in the woman.

"Is she?" Tyler asked as they headed toward the garage.

"A friend?" Harry said. "No. But Mason liked her well enough I suppose."

Tyler raised his brows but said nothing as they worked in silence, transporting the chains to the 531's boot.

They both got inside the car and headed in the direction of Mystic Falls.


I don't think I mentioned it, but the Dusting teleportation is more or less the same as Dusting on Charmed. Sorry for the wait, but I had to edit my half-arsed attempt at my last two chapters into something more readable.

Oh and in this chapter when Tyler asks if he can make anybody like him he says no, he was lying, he wants Tyler to have a mortal life.