Authors note- PyruxDeltax asked that Harry takes a writing course and bumps into one of them, hope you enjoy dear.

Prompt- Meet again

Harry sighed and pulled his leather jacket closer to his body, he had decided to become a writer. He had taken a creative writing course, but he had also taken art as well.

Art for Nik, who taught him the beauty of it.

Writing for Elijah, who had taught him how to read and write.

Damon gave him his love for leather, so whenever he went out now he always had his leather jacket on.

So here he was in the cold December chill, he had just finished his lesson for the day. He just wanted to go home and have a cup of hot chocolate and sit in front of the fire, maybe do some reading.

He used to love December the way that people would become filled with holiday cheer as they readied themselves for Christmas.

He had been like that once, he would send gifts out to his family, Elijah, Nik and Damon. Sure they didn't send him anything back but he had enjoyed giving them something as they didn't celebrate it, it had been his tradition for years. He didn't have any plans on stopping because they got something.

That was until he got a rather harsh letter from Nik telling him to stop wasting his money as he didn't celebrate the stupid holiday.

Damon had told him unless he was going to send him something useful then not to send him anything at all.

Elijah had asked that he would kindly desist.

It had hurt him so much, he felt like they had ripped his heart out if his chest, it was when he began to close off. He didn't allow people in he couldn't, the three people he thought that cared about him clearly didn't.

So he had no idea why he still did what he did, why he chose the writing class, why he still wore his leather jacket. Why he still loved to paint and draw.

He hated the fact that they still had such a strong hold on him.

So Harry walked along the pavement, the bottom of his trousers were soaking wet off the sleet that was covering everywhere. Harry turned around and bumped into someone send him flying to the ground when a voice snarled out

"Watch where you're going mate."

Harry didn't dare look up, he knew who that voice belonged to. Just as he was about to stand up a second voice spoke up

"Klaus did you even think of helping him up?"

Harry felt like his heart would stop, he knew them Elijah and Nik. He didn't want to see them not now, not after they had thrown him away. Standing up he made his way past them, he didn't want to be there he couldn't not with the two of them so close, he had to get away.

"Woah! Where's the fire?"

Damon, that was Damon.

What were they doing here?

They couldn't be here not after so long!

He was 24 now, they had left alone for years he didn't want them here!

But he knew that deep down that was a lie, he still loved them. He still cared for them, but they had hurt him, they had tore out his heart and stomped on it. Just as he was rounding the corner he heard Nik ask Elijah

"Are you sure that he goes to this college?"

they knew where he went to college at, he knew that he couldn't outrun them forever. He wouldn't be able to, nor did he have the strength. So he did the next best thing, he rushed to his flat and hid there.

But he knew that sooner or later they would come knocking.