Chapter III

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Author's Note- Thanks for the reviews, they are much appreciated and help to inspire me. Also, this is just for fun. If you don't like, don't read it. I don't particularly care. Ok, this chapter if essentially an interlude of how they end up moving to Mystic Falls. The next chapter will be from Harry's POV. As far as pairings are concerned; it's het. Also, how do you feel about a Harry/Davina pairing? I really liked that girl. I loved Seasons 1 & 2 Elena, but afterwards I think I might have even liked Katerina more. All of the 'Save Elena' while everyone else dies bits kinda got on my nerves...and who serial dates brothers anyway?

Elijah had been right about his nephew. There was no doubt about it. He certainly had a fire about him. Over the next several years, Elijah watched amazed as his nephew grew and blossomed in to a wonderful young man. Of course, he was not without his faults. The boy had a mischievous streak a mile wide. This especially came out with the more magic he learned. The three full days Elijah had spent with neon pink hair were still neither forgiven nor forgotten. The instructor he had arranged for his nephew was a beautiful half veela woman by the name of Apolline Delacour. While she could be a difficult taskmaster, she possessed a warm heart and a dedication towards pushing Harry to achieve his absolute best. They had soon found that he had no need for a wand. His very blood was so magical that it acted as a focus in and of itself. Though he was only ten years old, Harry had made great progress.

It also helped that Apolline had a young daughter only two years older than Harry. The two of them soon became fast friends as young Fleur attended lessons with Harry. That worked out wonderfully well for Elijah, who had been worrying about his nephew's lack of social peers. As they were forced to live in virtual seclusion to keep away from both the Wizarding World as well as from Niklaus and his spies, play dates had been more than a little difficult to arrange beforehand. Fleur in turn, had introduced Harry to several other young people of similar ages who could be trusted to keep their secret. His nephew had a way about him that just seemingly drew you in. When he wanted to be, he could be exceptionally charming and affable. His personality alone would light up a room. One undeniable trait of Harry's was his unfailing ability to create loyalty. Harry himself was always very loyal and protective of those he considered his friends and family. In return, he made those around him exceptionally loyal to him; be they young or old.

Elijah encountered numerous examples of this over the past few years even with adults. It was in this way that Harry acquired the services of two near six hundred year old vampires. Elijah had gone away on business for the weekend to Stockholm, and his nephew had decided to evade his watchers and take a stroll through the streets of Paris rather late at night. Harry had been living with Elijah for about a year and a half by this point, so he was not quite eight years old. While it was true that there was little out there that could truly harm Harry, i was still possible for him to be abducted by their enemies. There were also other vampires out there still stronger than he was; though admittedly not all that many by that point. He had the strength of about a seven hundred and fifty year old vampire at that time.

Another character trait of his nephew was he had little desire to harm those weaker than himself. So, when he had ended his night time stroll somewhere in the Blois de Boulougne, (which became a den of drug users and crime-riddled at night) he had found himself surrounded by a gang of humans all in their early twenties. Elijah still shuddered at the thought of what they could possibly have wanted his nephew for. Apparently, when Harry refused to part with the watch that Elijah had given him and his other valuables, the thugs decided to beat it out of him. Harry apparently was having some kind of flash back to his time with the Dursley's and had frozen up as the filth began to hurt him.

That was when two vampires that had been out that night made themselves known. They proceeded to beat the four humans very close to death for daring to hurt a small child. By this time, Harry had snapped out of whatever memory he had been trapped in. He thanked the two vampires profusely for their help. At this point, they still did not realize Harry was in fact a vampire himself. That was a normal response as near everyone would assume that the only way he could be a vampire was if he was turned; and who in their right mind would turn a small boy. The vampires were determined to see the boy safely home after what he had just escaped, so they insisted on walking him back to his home. As the walk was at a human pace, it took the three of them two hours to make it back to the manse. Throughout the trek, Harry found himself liking the pair a great deal. They both had the appearance of a man and woman in their early twenties. Harry found the male witty and funny, while the woman had a caring and nurturing side that he had been sure few had ever truly seen. Apparently, the pair was just as charmed by Harry as he was of them. By the time he arrived home the trio were already fast friends.

Somehow, his nephew had persuaded the pair to stay until Elijah arrived back home, (Elijah heavily suspected compulsion had been involved. When Elijah returned the following Monday from his stay in Stockholm, the two vampires were firmly devoted to his nephew. Though to say he was shocked to see Rose-Marie and Trevor voluntarily in their home was an understatement. They too appeared utterly shocked.

Apparently his little nephew had neglected to mention who exactly he was. Elijah had to admit, the faces of Rose and Trevor when Harry was forced to reveal who and what he was, were comical to say the least. After hearing the story of how the two vampires rescued his nephew from a gang of mortal thugs whilst he was stuck in a Dursley flashback, and even made sure that the young boy made it back home safely; Elijah granted his nephew's request that he pardon them. As they had no knowledge of who he was at the time, Elijah found it of little hardship. Such decency from two vampires with no expectation of reward was to be respected. He had even gone a step further and taken them on as his nephew's bodyguards. After Harry completed the spell from Elijah's mother's grimoire to make the two daylight rings, (Harry had taken to practicing what he called Wiccan magic in his spare time) he and his nephew had two devoted retainers who would come to be invaluable in their household.

Around a year later they were on vacation in Vienna. Over the years, Harry had developed a unusual love for four things: history, architecture, horses, and all aspects of magic. He was still extremely mischievous and loved to play and joke around as much as could possibly be considered healthy, but he had developed a rather mature interest in a variety of things. He loved traveling with Elijah to various cities around Europe. Elijah always made sure to impart as much of his knowledge of the cities and the magnificent palaces and unique buildings around them as he could. After seeing so much of history, it was no hardship for him to regale his nephew of all he had seen and experienced throughout the ages; and Harry always absorbed it like a sponge.

Harry was on a tour of the Upper and Lower Belvedere Palaces in Vienna one afternoon when he had thought he noticed a woman following him. Rose was with Harry that day as Trevor was not one for touring old museums, and Harry had somehow managed to wander off yet again. He later told Elijah he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up when he was suddenly grabbed and dragged down a flight of stairs to an abandoned area. He was astonished at the strength of his captor, for he could not quite overcome her strength with his own; which meant she was very old indeed.

The woman had fiery red hair and bright blue eyes. She was quite beautiful, if not a little bit scary. Apparently, she had seen him in town and been curious. Not only did he heavily resemble someone she was well acquainted with, but she had seen him use compulsion on a guard at the Hofburg Palace to let him in to a restricted area. Intrigued, she followed him. She had of course seen Rose Marie with him, but from what she knew of the woman, she was not the type to turn a child by any means. She got a rather huge shock when the seemingly young boy eventually managed to overcome her strength and reverse their positions. Elijah suspected he somehow used a bit of magic to accomplish that feat as he was still not quite up to defeating a vampire as well-trained and as old as Sage, who was well over nine hundred years old. By this point, Rose had joined them. As she knew Sage, she tried to get the elder vampire to understand exactly who she was attempting to assault. That all lasted until his nephew had remembered from Elijah's stories of just who Sage was.

"Auntie Sage!" Harry had surprised them all by saying.

"I know who you are. You're my Uncle Finn's wife. We're family!" Harry had exclaimed.

Poor Sage had apparently thought he was perhaps a bit touched in the head, for how could a family of thousand year old vampires have a nephew?

She was further confused when Rose-Marie offered to bring Sage back to the house they were staying at to discuss this with Elijah. She accepted the offer, listened as the eight year old boy bounced around excitedly the whole way back, asking her a thousand and one questions about his Uncle Finn.

After arriving back at the house, and having it confirmed by Elijah that yes, he was in fact Kol's real child, and yes, he was a born Original vampire; Sage spent the rest of the vacation with them. Though it took her a while to adjust, she eventually got used to the fact that Harry refused to refer to her as anything but Auntie Sage and as his family. Elijah suspected that while Sage was a bit overwhelmed, she secretly relished the idea of acknowledged family after so many centuries alone. That by itself made Elijah promise himself to do whatever necessary to find his siblings as soon as possible. No one should suffer as much as Klaus had made Finn and Sage suffer. He felt ashamed of himself for not forcing a solution to that centuries ago. Also, as much as Elijah loved Harry as if he were his own son, his nephew should not be deprived of his father; and Kol deserved the chance to know his own son. At the end of the last night of their stay in Vienna, Elijah apologized to Sage for what she had gone through whilst waiting all these centuries for his brother to be released. He also gave his word that he would do all in his power to help find where Klaus was keeping his siblings and secure their freedom.

After that night, Sage became a frequent guest staying at their house in Paris and in the country. Over time, Elijah could tell that she fallen prey to the charisma exuded by his nephew, and allowed herself to open her heart to the child for the first time in the gods alone knew how long. He was very much proud of his nephew for giving a woman who had been alone for so very long a home where before she had none.

Time kept moving ever forward, and his nephew continued to grow and become stronger. By the time of Harry's thirteenth birthday rolled around, he was easily as strong as a vampire around a thousand years old; very nearly as strong as Elijah himself. Elijah could still defeat them when they sparred, but he knew his nephew was already stronger than Rebekah by this point. It would not be too long until he was able to defeat him. The acceleration in his strength had slowed down after his tenth birthday, and now was difficult to measure. He suspected his nephew would be able to take him out by his fifteenth birthday; and that was taking in to account Elijah's centuries of experience in training.

Harry's own fighting style was rather ingenious. He had modeled himself after Elijah a great deal, with his use of quick heart extractions and head removals; trademarks Elijah was well known for and had trained his nephew to excel in just as much as Elijah did. His nephew differed from Elijah's quick and precise style in that he was also utterly unpredictable. He would be in the middle of a perfectly graceful movement, and then abruptly change style to throw one off balance using brute force, followed up by the entirely unexpected use magic that most would never see coming. Elijah had to admit, he was exceptionally proud of his nephew.

Harry had also developed his other interests into real passions that were near unheard of for someone his age. While his study of magic was never-ending, it did not in any way hinder his other interests. Despite needing to keep a low profile, Elijah allowed his equestrian pursuits to flourish. He was an avid polo player, and had helped to win numerous victories. He had begun a breeding program on an estate Elijah had allowed him to purchase and renovate that was already gaining notice. He had won numerous prizes when showing some of the horses he had raised in various competitions. Elijah had also indulged his love of both history and architecture by allowing him to purchase and renovate numerous historical estates. Many contractors were still amazed to find them taking orders from a ten or twelve year old. Besides, it was Harry's own money; and it was not like he could spend it all even if he tried. Elijah had been very careful in tutoring him on all aspects of finance. In the past five years, Harry's portfolio had grown by over twenty percent; which much more than made up for any of the truly massive sums he spent on his estates. As his nephew had pointed out; how can anyone have too much of something that lasts as long as land does.

While Harry had not made a great many friends around his own age due to their need to live low key, the few he did have he was exceptionally close to. He was the type of person who would do anything for a friend in need, and he cared a great deal for those he considered close. Fleur Delacour, though she was now a student a Beauxbatons Academy, was still his best friend. Her younger sister Gabrielle was like his own little sister. There was another wizard that was a year older than him that he had met in the club he had joined for polo. With the both of them being wizards, and their mutual passion for equine sports, the two had become fast friends. His name was Philippe de Noailles, and if Elijah couldn't find his nephew in the immediate vicinity, he would usually be found with Philippe. Harry had a couple of others he was relatively close to, but those were the ones with whom he was closest.

For the past two years, he had also been corresponding with the Gilbert family of Mystic Falls, Virginia. Elijah had initially been leery of them for several reasons. For one, the seemed to be completely normal humans. Also, his investigations concluded that the parents at least were aware of the existence of vampires, and were even on their infamous town council whose job it was to hunt his kind. The wife at least, who along with her sister Jenna were Harry's first cousins even though they were so much older, did not seem near as suspicious and wary as her husband. Harry had even told them about being magical, which Miranda Gilbert had had to confess to her husband had always been a trait carried by those of her bloodline. Harry suspected that young Jeremy was in fact a wizard himself. Miranda, Jenna, and the children had been delighted to learn their deceased mother had a nephew. Elijah was seriously considering moving there for Harry to finish out his schooling. The area was well loved by Elijah as being his original home, and he knew Niklaus tended to stay in the Americas. The time was fast approaching for them to find the missing members of their family. Elijah had already helped Harry purchase a large tract of land on the outskirts of Mystic Falls. The property had an Eighteenth Century manor house on it that was more or less a ruin, and would be the perfect spot to build a new family home.

These were the thoughts running through Elijah's mind when Rose and Trevor returned to the house with a terrified looking Harry. Elijah had no idea what could have possibly caused such a look of utter fear to grace his nephew's normally confident visage. Someone must have discovered him; someone powerful enough to scare even his nephew. He began to have a sinking feeling develop in the pit of his stomach.

"What happened? What could possibly have frightened you Harry?" Elijah asked him.

"Niklaus, it was Niklaus Uncle Eli. I was just walking past the George V hotel, when two vampires I've never seen before grabbed me on either side. They must have both been as old as Aunt Sage, as I couldn't break away. I didn't want to use magic against them in case they told someone." Harry said.

"Alright, I understand. What did they do then?" Elijah asked.

"I think they tried to snap my neck, but they couldn't manage it. You know how difficult that is to do. Anyway, they dragged me in to a deserted alley. That's where he was waiting. From the pictures you've shown me, I'm certain it was him." Harry explained.

"What did he do to you?" Elijah asked cautiously.

Harry was silent for a moment as he thought over that rather harrowing experience. The look of rage on the man's face...

"For the longest time, he just stared at me. It was like I was some puzzle he was trying to figure out. You know how I tend to use sarcasm and my ability to piss people off for the hell of it when I'm nervous?" Harry inquired.

At his uncle's nod of exasperation he continued.

"Well, I think I just made him mad." Harry said.

"Continue, and quit stalling," his uncle told him tersely.

"Alright, alright. Anyhow, I told him that I was truly flattered. I knew well how hard it was to resist my good looks and charming personality, but regardless, he just really wasn't my type. You know, wrong bits and all that. I didn't know what kind of kink he was into with these two large male vampires, but that perhaps he should seek help for his dangerous predilections. I was only a thirteen year old boy after all!"

His uncle stood there gobsmacked for a long moment. He appeared as if he were praying to any deity who would listen to grant him patience.

"So, let me get this straight. You complimented yourself, and accused him of being a pedophile? Is that about right?" Elijah inquired slowly.

"Yeah. That about sums it up," Harry told him.

"What did he do then?" Elijah asked.

"Well, he sort of growled at me, and began mumbling about how it wasn't possible. Something about how not even the gods were cruel enough to make him suffer through another one," Harry said.

"I'm not sure, but I think he was referring to my father." Harry said innocently.

Elijah's only comment was a snort, and a mumbled, "I'm certain of it."

"Anyway, after I had sufficiently caused his brain to hurt enough what with the idea that there might be essentially two Kol Mikaelson's out there; I ripped the heart out of one of the vampires holding me, and used a blasting curse to blow the other's head off," Harry reported with obvious pride.

"Did Niklaus see you use magic on the second vampire?" Elijah asked him.

Harry shuffled his feet nervously as he peaked the curtain of golden brown hair that had fallen in his eyes.

"He might have," he admitted.

"Damn," Elijah muttered.

"Then what?" Elijah asked.

"Well, he just sort of stared at me. It was like he couldn't quite figure out what I could possibly be. So, I began to make a strategic retreat." Harry told him.

"You mean you ran off?" Elijah clarified.

"Well I suppose one could phrase it as such. I didn't even make it to the end of the alley before he was in front of me. Now though; now, I was just pissed off. I kept thinking about everything that ungrateful bastard had done to me, and to the rest of our family. He took my father away from me, was responsible for making my mother vulnerable, kept my uncle and aunt in boxes, and basically terrorized anyone and everyone that could ever possibly defy him. By the time I was done thinking of all he had done, my magic was getting out of control. I think I was even making the buildings and the ground itself shake. He looked like he was getting rather mad, and he tried to snap my neck. I think I must have infused my magic into my arm, because when I backhanded the little bitch, he went sailing through the wall of the building next to us. Before he could get back up, I managed to apparate away. Although, I did manage to put a tracking charm on him. None of his witches will be able to sense it as I made sure my wizarding powers masked it." Harry said, finishing his explanation.

"Let me see it I understand this correctly. You actually managed to backhand him hard enough that he was thrown through a brick wall? Really?" Elijah asked with an almost grin forming on his face at the thought of the 'big bad hybrid' getting smacked down by a thirteen year old boy. For a moment, Elijah looked as if Christmas had come early.

"Yeah, I was just that awesome. Look Uncle Eli!" Harry told Elijah excitedly.

Elijah looked down into his nephew's hand and shocked to see a tooth that could only be from Niklaus in his nephew's outstretched hand.

Elijah's eyes had widened considerably.

Harry smirked at him for a moment, before his smirk turned in to a frown of displeasure.

"We'll have to go somewhere else now, won't we?" Harry questioned.

Elijah thought for a moment before replying. "Yes, he undoubtedly knows who you are, and he most assuredly knows your with me. I cannot risk him daggering me. That would leave you far too vulnerable. In a few more years, you will be strong enough that Niklaus will be no real threat to you. We'll just have to make sure that we're careful until that time. In the meantime, I think it would be prudent for me to intensify the search for your aunt and uncles. My brother should have the chance to know his son, and the others will be able to help me stand up to Klaus," Elijah explained to him.

"Alright then. Where would you want to go Uncle?" Harry asked Elijah.

Elijah stood there pondering his nephew's question for some time. He knew he needed to remove them to a place that was low key. No doubt Niklaus would be searching far and wide now that he knew for a fact that there were two Mikaelson's out there in the world who were not under his control. Elijah knew his brother would most likely be plotting something nefarious against their nephew. He wanted to bring his nephew to a place he could continue to grow and be happy without having to constantly look over his shoulders. Perhaps it was time for them to go home. Mystic Falls could prove rather advantageous. Harry already had family there. He felt sure they would help him to adjust. Harry already owned an estate there anyway. They could rent something or stay in an hotel while they had the place reconstructed. Perhaps his siblings could stay there as well. He knew that was one of the main reasons Harry had bought the property. The design plans he had drawn up provided more than enough room for all of them to co-exist as peacefully as any Mikaelson was capable of. He would just have to seriously commit to finding them.

"We shall begin to search more for my siblings; we will need their help. I was thinking about Mystic Falls in Virginia. You have been writing to your relatives there for a number of years now. I believe it would be an excellent place to spend the next few years. You have enough control over all of your powers that you could even attend school there if you wish to. We can have a crew readied soon to begin work on the property you bought while we rent something or stay at a hotel. What do you think about that idea?" he asked his nephew.

Elijah could tell by the grin on Harry's face that Mystic Falls and the idea of a semblance of a normal life appealed to him greatly. He had been wanting to go there for a long while now.

"I like it! I think that will be the perfect place. Besides, who will think to look for two Original vampires in small-town Virginia? Oh, I nearly forgot! I think I might have a way for us to find the others faster. Do you think Niklaus keeps them close to him?" Harry asked.

"I'm glad you think so. I believe you shall like it there quite alot. Oh, and yes. I do believe he would keep them close to wherever he is when he stays in one place for a while. Why do you ask?" Elijah inquired.

Instead of answering immediately, Harry held out his hand which had Niklaus' tooth resting in his palm.

"What is that for?" Elijah asked.

Harry looked eerily similar to Kol when he smiled suddenly at him. Was it him, or was that smile just a touch psychotic?

"It's Klaus's tooth, obviously. It came loose when I hit him, and I summoned it as I apparated away. I also managed to put up a very powerful tracking charm on him. I not only managed to anchor the charm to the tooth, which will make it last indefinitely; but I also can use a combination of this tooth, and our blood to help us to know if anybody of our blood is near Klaus. When he is near them, I can locate where they are regardless if Niklaus stays there or not. It's a complicated bit of spell work, but nothing I can't handle." Harry explained.

"That's brilliant!" Elijah exclaimed.

"However, I'm sure my brother will have his many witches cloaking his presence, and that of the other's coffins with their magic," Elijah explained to Harry.

This was the reason it had taken him so very long to locate them. Niklaus always had them cloaked.

Harry just gave him another Kol-like grin.

"That won't even matter. This is purely old Wizarding magic. This is dark wizarding blood magic to be precise. Those slaves of nature have absolutely no defense against this. Most of them don't even know about wizards," Harry explained triumphantly.

"They will truly have no effect? This is amazing! I've been trying to find a way to counter-act this very problem for decades," Elijah said with a wide smile.

"Perhaps it was fortuitous that you ran in to Niklaus," Elijah said slowly.

'Finally,' Elijah thought.

'We are finally getting somewhere with this.'

"Yes, yes; I know. I'm just awesome like that," Harry smirked.

Elijah chuckled at his nephew's antics.

"Alright Mr. Awesome. Let's get to plotting, planning, and packing. The New World awaits us!" Elijah told his nephew with a smile.