Hello…
So…the premiere of the first episode of 2nd season…can we just say this: ELIJAH IS SO BAD-ARSE! Anyhow, that was an epic first episode and we are not ashamed to say that that episode was way better than the vampire diaries premiere…that episode just made us want to shoot Elena but we loved the little scene with Damon and Bonnie… the Originals? OMG…like as if we didn't enough to fantasise about…and we kinda like Elijah's scruff…
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Chapter Four
Ivy nodded and then frowned when Sophie gasped. She turned around and came face to face with a blonde-haired vampire.
"Hello love…"
Ivy squeaked and then scolded herself. Stop being such a chicken Ivy Potter…you're a bloody witch with a wand…Gather that Gryffindor courage and don't be a coward!
She shook before turning to the vampire. "Sorry, you gave me a fright…welcome…to the Rousseaus…Gumbo?"
The blonde-haired vampire smirked. "No, but I wonder if you can point me to a Sophie Deveraux. I take it she works here?"
Ivy was shocked at the vampire's accent, which sounded similar to hers, but shook her head and turned to Sophie who looked at her with fear and then turned back to the vampire. "She does…in fact, she's right behind me."
The vampire nodded and proceeded to walk past Ivy before he could she walked in front of him, her arms crossed. He was scary looking yes, but Ivy wasn't backing down. She stared into his blue eyes and took a deep breath.
"Not so fast…I know what you are, vampire, and so far, my experiences with your kind hasn't exactly been the best, considering your lot killed Sophie's sister right before my eyes…so, I ask, what do you want with Sophie?" Ivy asked.
The vampire narrowed his eyes at the witch and he saw her piercing green eyes, and he could see that it was filled with sadness, but a need to protect people. If she wasn't threatening him at the moment, he would consider her a beauty, in which he did, but he didn't like her attitude.
"You do well to keep that attitude in check. I just simply want to talk…in private…"
Ivy scoffed. "Yeah right, like I'm going anywhere…I'll just be over here, and if you try to hurt her, vampire, it will be the last thing you'll do."
The vampire scowled. "Are you sure it's wise to threaten me? I could have you killed for saying that to me."
Ivy was annoyed by him. She wanted to blast him and be done with him, but then that would mean she would break the 'Statue of Secrecy' but then she thought to herself that she was in the presence of another witch who knew that Ivy was a witch and also a vampire and she was also on the run from another witch. Well, 'Statue of Secrecy' be damned and so, she pulled her wand out from her black leather boots and twirled it in her hands, causing the vampire to raise his eyebrows, looking a bit stumped at the witch.
"A wand-wielder…interesting…" the vampire muttered.
Ivy smiled. "Not interesting, just handy…now, say what you came here to stay…"
Sophie shook her head the exchange between the vampire and Ivy. "Ivy, stop….he's Klaus…"
Ivy frowned as she turned to her friend and walked away from the vampire. "So, what's that got to do with the price of eggs?"
Both Sophie and Klaus frowned at her metaphor and Ivy rolled her eyes.
"Ivy, he's a Hybrid…the original hybrid actually…he's one of the Originals, the first of the supernatural kind." Sophie told her. Ivy nodded, and turned to Klaus. She backed off a bit, knowing what he was. Sure, she confident that she could take him on but she wasn't taking any chances.
The vampire smirked. "That is quite correct love…and you're upset…I assume that's because of what I witnessed about your sister...her death on the corner of Royal and Saint Ann."
Ivy scowled. "Enjoy the show, hybrid?"
Klaus cocked his head the witch, his eyes narrowing before turning back to Sophie. "It was a little melodramatic for my tastes. What did your sister want with me? Why did Marcel kill her?"
Sophie shifted in her spot and was about to speak when something caught her eye. Ivy turned her head in the direction Sophie was looking and saw that two vampires, a brunette-haired man and a dark-skinned man, had made their way to the bar and was chatting with Hermione. Ivy could see that Hermione was tense as she chatted to the vampires.
"I see you brought friends…" Sophie told Klaus, who frowned and turned around, looking at the other vampires before turning back to Sophie with a scowl on his face.
"They're not with me."
"They're with Marcel…That's all that matters…I know you built this town, but this is his town now…He killed my sister because she broke the rules…So, if I talk to you in front of them, I'm next and they found out about Ivy…" Sophie remarked as she walked away, grabbing her jacket and heading outside.
"Perhaps you and your friends should leave, before they take a bite out of my sister Hermione…after all, haven't you lot done enough? It's bad enough that Marcel killed Sophie's sister but, now, Sophie can't bury her body. You vampires really are the worse…" Ivy muttered as she followed Sophie outside.
Klaus clenched his jaw and turned around, heading towards the bar where he stopped. Hermione, as he could see, was the beautiful blonde that he saw at the traffic lights and she worked here. He growled at the sight of the two vampires talking to her and walked up to them, grabbing their shoulders and pulling them back. Hermione gasped at the sight…she wasn't sure what she was more shocked at. The fact that he was manhandling the other two vampires or that it was the handsome man she had smiled at that traffic lights and the one that was on her mind.
"Are you two gentlemen following me?" he asked.
The brunette vampire spoke first. "Marcel said we're your guides…"
Klaus scoffed. "Oh he did, did he? He did. Well then, let me be exceedingly clear about something. If either of you follow me again, you'll do so without the benefit of a spine."
Hermione sighed. "Gentlemen, grow up…Now, we have two options…either order a drink or leave…No violence will be tolerated in this bar."
Klaus smiled at her, taking in her spunk and beauty. Of course, she was nothing like Caroline, a certain blonde beauty back in Mystic Falls, but he could tell that she was better, and he wanted to know her more. After all, the wand-wielder Ivy told him that Hermione was her sister, and so he could feel a sense of protection, like he wanted to protect them both. He also wondered if Hermione was a wand-wielder as well. He pulled out his wallet and place a hundred dollar bill on the counter.
"No need to worry love…just your oldest scotch for my two friends here." He said.
Hermione looked at the vampire, staring into his blue eyes. There was a moment that passed between the two and Hermione wasn't quite sure what it was, but then shook her head and grabbed the money, nodding as she did. She stayed closed to the trio of vampires, listening in on their conversation.
"If Marcel wants to know what I am up to, he can ask me himself." Hermione heard the vampire saying to the others. Hermione stiffened at the remark, thinking that there must be bad blood between the vampire and this Marcel.
She turned her head around and saw that the blonde was leaving, but as he did, he stared at her and smiled, mimicking the gesture he made when they first saw each other at the traffic lights. She smiled back and then looked away before turning back only to him and the other vampires gone. She shook her head and went back to work.
Ivy followed Sophie down the staircase to the back alleyway and watched as Sophie stopped in front of a table that was filled with burning candles. She stopped and stood beside Sophie, who began to tear up as she picked up a candle and lit it with another. Ivy scarcely touched Sophie's shoulder, who stiffened at the touch but then relaxed as they watched the burning candles. Ivy could see that night-time had fallen and she sighed, breathing in the spicy air.
"Thank you by the way, for sticking up to me…"Sophie whispered.
Ivy shrugged. "It's okay…besides, it's in my nature…I mean, I've come across vampires before but these ones are just…annoying…and they don't deserve to treat you that way. And besides, you made up for it by protecting me back there…so it's fine."
Sophie nodded and then sighed. "She got me into this…Jane…I only ask that she gives me the strength to finish it…"
Ivy frowned and was about to ask when suddenly the door slammed behind them and they turned around, looking at the door. Ivy looked around the alley as she could feel that somebody was watching them and then she could hear them. Vampires…
Ivy pulled out her wand and pushed Sophie behind her, when suddenly, the brunette vampire that was at the bar was in front of her and looking at her curiously. Oh shit…Ivy thought to herself as she realised that she had her wand out. But she shook her head, knowing that she could always use the memory charm on them if need be. She felt Sophie come out behind her and stood in front of her.
"The doors work, you know…" Sophie told him.
"You're doing magic?" a voice behind them spoke and they turned, seeing that it was the dark-skinned vampire.
Sophie scoffed. "We're praying to my dead sister…Go ahead! Pay your respects…"
They turned back to the brunette vampire and jumped when they realised he was closer than before.
"And this one? What is she? Why is she carrying around a stick? Come, Sophie, don't make this a thing…" he told her.
Ivy rolled her eyes. "It's a stick…you're vampires, a girl needs to be able to defend herself…"
The brunette smirked. "Now why don't I believe that? I can tell that you're not just any human…and that stick is not a stick and that the hybrid was looking for Jane-Ann and Marcel wants to know why. Marcel will also be very interested to find out why your friend here is carrying a stick and isn't like she seems…So tell us, what did Jane-Ann want?"
Sophie scoffed. "I'd say ask her yourself, but wait, you can't, because Marcel killed her…Come Ivy, let's go…"
Ivy nodded and they two turned away from the brunette only to be stopped by the dark-skinned vampire. Ivy held Sophie close to her, her wand by her side, when all of the sudden the brunette blurred towards Sophie and grabbed her, causing Ivy to fall to the ground. Ivy quickly got up and held up her wand, pointing it at the vampire who had Sophie.
"Stupefy!" she chanted, causing a red light to blast from her wand and although it didn't hit the vampire and Sophie, it blew up the candles beside them causing the vampire to scream as the flames hit him and Sophie to hit the ground. The vampire staggered, shocked at the spell, and began to put the flames out.
"Well, well…that's interesting! Another witch! Wait till Marcel finds out about this!" the brunette growled at them but then suddenly, he was gone, vanished into thin air.
The women gasped at the sudden disappearance and turned to the dark-skinned vampire, who was scanning the area, looking for the vampire. The girls stood up and Ivy stood in front of Sophie, her wand raised at the vampire, who edged closer towards them. They then heard a thump behind him, and the vampire went to see what it was. He picked up a bloody object and Ivy gasped as she realised that it was a heart. Then, all of the sudden, a dark-haired man in a suit stood in front of them and as the black-skinned vampire turned around, the dark-haired man suddenly grabbed him with vamp speed and threw the other vampire into the air, in which he landed on some sort of pole and was killed instantly. Ivy grabbed Sophie and kept her wand raised at the dark haired man, who turned out to be another vampire.
"There is no need to raise your wand at me…I'm Elijah…" he spoke and Sophie stiffened. Ivy felt the tension and held her closer.
"Have you heard of me?" Elijah asked, turning towards them. Ivy blinked, shocked at the vampire's features. He truly was handsome, and looked refined with his chiselled jaw and chocolate brown eyes and it didn't help that he was wearing a suit. Ivy shook her head, getting all thoughts about his beauty out of her head and kept her wand raised.
Elijah, however, was blown away by the wand-wielder's beauty. He took in the sight of her, her dark blue jeans hugging her curves and the open leather jacket making her look strong and her facial features, the soft curve of her cheekbone but it was her piercing green eyes that truly blew the vampire away. Her eyes were a striking bright emerald green but there was sadness in them, like she had been through a terrible ordeal and he could tell that she had been hurt badly. He felt the need to track down whoever hurt her and kill them, but just shook his head and sighed.
"I am not here to hurt you…I only want to know what business Jane-Ann had with my brother." He spoke and Ivy felt chills go down her spine at the sound of his deep voice. Then she frowned, taking in his words.
"Wait, your brother…your brother is Klaus?" she asked him.
He nodded, taking in the sound of her English accent.
"Oh great, please don't tell me he's also an Original?" Ivy said, turning to Sophie who nodded. Ivy lowered her wand and sighed.
"Great, as if we haven't already got enough vampires and Originals in this bloody town. I knew it was bad idea to apparate here…I mean, I could have chosen Brazil, but no…stupid, stupid Ivy…should have listened to Hermione." Ivy ranted, causing both Sophie and Elijah to stare at her as she rambled on.
Sophie sighed. "Enough Ivy…Yes, I know who you are Elijah and I will explain everything, but not here. Come on, follow me."
And with that she pushed past both Ivy and Elijah, and started to walk away. Elijah gestured to Ivy that she go first and Ivy rolled her eyes and followed Sophie, causing the vampire to smile and shake his head. He stared at the back of her, watching as she walked away, her hair flowing in the wind. Still smiling, he followed after her, admiring the view of her back.
They arrived at a cemetery of some sort and Ivy gasped at the sight of it. Like all cemeteries, it was dark, broody and just plain scary. But for some reason, Ivy felt at ease here and she wondered why. There was a huge black archway held up the sign 'LAFAYETTE CEMETERY' and they all walked past it, walking to a small gate on near the main gate. Sophie opened the gate door and walked through, with Ivy following. As she did, she felt a wave of magic pass through her and she shivered.
"Okay, what in the bloody hell was that?" she remarked, looking at Sophie.
"Magic…this is ancestral grounds, so the ancestral witches must have welcomed you here…that's good…" Sophie told her and Ivy nodded.
"Righto, well, hello my many fellow witches and wizards…thanks for having me!" She spoke and Sophie just gave her a look, to which Ivy shrugged. She then heard a sound behind her and noticed that Elijah could not walk through the gate.
Sophie sighed. "As this is sacred ground, it means that vampires have to be invited in. But since I'm desperate, come on in."
Elijah stared at Sophie before cautiously walking through the gate.
Sophie turned around and continued walking, with Ivy and Elijah in tow. "We can talk freely here."
"Then I suggest you start talking." The vampire spoke as they walked. Ivy growled at the tone of his voice and Elijah stared at her, before continuing. "What did your sister want with Niklaus?"
Sophie stopped and turned around. "Isn't obvious? We have a vampire problem and we need help. Marcel has an army back him and the witches have been trying to fight back. We haven't had much luck until my sister Jane-Ann met a girl…a werewolf passing through the Quarter, from a small town in Virginia."
Ivy frowned as Elijah tilted his head. Ivy did not like where this was going.
Sophie continued. "She had a special connection to your brother…"
"What kind of connection?" Elijah asked.
"Apparently, they spent some time together. One thing led to another and now, this special werewolf girl, she's pregnant and the father of the child she's carrying is your brother, Klaus." She told him.
Ivy gasped. "Impossible, vampires can't procreate, even I know that."
Sophie looked at her. "Nothing is impossible…especially not when it comes to his brother. I mean, think about it…they call him the Hybrid, right?" She turned around, yelling "Bring her out!"
Ivy and Elijah watched as three witches brought out a young woman. Ivy recognised her as the woman that was in the bar when she first walked in, the one that was heading towards the bayou. Elijah stepped forward, staring at the young woman.
"Who the hell are you?" the young woman asked.
Elijah looked down before turning to Sophie. "Give us a moment please…"
Sophie nodded and the witches walked away, with Ivy following Sophie. But she stopped when she felt a hand grab her arm and shivered at the feeling. She felt sparks and tingles and turned back to see that it was Elijah holding her back. She could tell that he too felt the sparks and tingles and wondered why he grabbed her.
"No, you stay with me…I take it that you want to find out more to this story so, please, stay." He said to her. She turned to Sophie, who nodded and the witches left, leaving just the young woman, Elijah and Ivy behind.
Elijah reluctantly released his hold on Ivy and placed his hands in his pocket, the spark of the touch still lingering there. After a moment, Elijah then walked towards a small darkened cement shed that was filled with candles. Both Ivy and the young woman walked in, with the young woman heading towards the small bench, leaving Ivy leaning up against the wall.
There was silence, until Elijah spoke first.
"So, have they been holding you here against your will?" he asked, walking back and forth.
The woman, who sat cross-legged, sighed. "They lured me out to the bayou and grabbed me and then they did all these weird witchy tests. Not that I understand how this could happen. I mean, vampires are dead…they can't have children."
"You're preaching to the choir mate…I myself have wondering how in the bloody hell this happened." Ivy spoke up, causing both the woman and Elijah to look at her.
Elijah sighed. "Perhaps if you both knew the true story of my brother, it might explain how this is possible. Here, if I may…"
Elijah held out both his hands to Ivy and the young woman, who pulled back from his hand.
"Whoa, what are you doing?" she demanded.
"Relax…both of you." He sat down on the bench and gestured for Ivy to lean down. She did, leaning down so that she was resting on her knees and legs.
"If you both open your mind to me, I can show you." He spoke softly, to which the woman nodded and allowed Elijah to rest his palm on her cheek. He held out his other hand and Ivy gave her cheek to him, staring into his chocolate brown eyes as she did. The sparks flew again as his palm made contact with her cheek and she closed as a series of images or memories, she wasn't sure, flooded her mind. As she began to see people that looked like they were from past times, including a long haired Elijah, he began to explain.
"In the beginning, our family was human… a thousand years ago now. Although our mother dabbled in the dark arts, we were largely just a family trying to survive at a time when it was quite difficult to do so. And for better or worse, we were happy."
She could feel Elijah tense up through his hand on her cheek, and she placed her hand onto his, causing him to look at her, but he relaxed. Ivy, who couldn't see that Elijah was staring her, put her focus back on Elijah's past. She could see a younger version of Klaus and smiled at his long hair and a blonde woman, who Ivy could only guess that she was Elijah's sister.
Elijah continued. "That is, however, until one night, our youngest brother was killed by our villages' greatest threat...Men that could transform themselves into wolves during the full moon…our family was devastated."
Ivy saw the young Klaus holding his younger brother's body and her heart clenched. She too knew the pain of losing someone and she could sympathise with Elijah, and her hand was still on his. She could feel her eyes swell up as she saw memories of Klaus crying over the loss of his brother.
"None more than Niklaus…Desperate to protect the rest of us, our father forced our mother to call upon a black magic in order to make us stronger. Thus, the first vampires were born. But with this speed…this strength…this immortality…had come this terrible hunger. No one felt this hunger more than Niklaus. When he killed for the first time, we then knew what he truly was."
Ivy saw how the siblings were force to drink the blood of a young woman and how they were turned into vampires. She saw the how Klaus was consumed by his bloodlust as he bit into the neck of a victim and drained his blood. She then saw Elijah, along with another man, perhaps their father staring at Klaus as all of the sudden; she saw him begin to change and saw him cry out in pain as his bones began to break. She saw how the elder blonde man held Elijah back as they watched him scream in pain and was begging them to help him. But the father stared and told him how he was a beast.
"He wasn't just a vampire…" he spoke softly, and she could feel that he had released his hand from the young woman but as her hand was still on his, she opted instead to open her eyes, only to find his staring back at her. She quickly let go of his hand and shook her head, standing up and backing away a little bit.
"He was also a werewolf. That's how the werewolf curse works…it isn't activated until you take a life." The young woman murmured, looking at them both. Ivy nodded, taking in the information. This werewolf species was different to ones she knew. Both Lupin and Teddy were born with the gene and in some cases, a bite or an attack from one could give you wolf traits. But this was different. She never heard of a werewolf taking a life in order to complete the transformation.
"Niklaus was the result of indiscretion our mother had hidden from us all. An affair with a werewolf like you…infuriated by this betrayal, my father forced our mother to cast a spell to suppress Klaus's werewolf side, denying him any connection with his true self."
"Your dad is rightful tosser…" Ivy whispered, causing the vampire to chuckle quietly.
"I believe the more appropriate word is dick…" the young woman stated. Ivy looked at her.
Ivy nodded. "That too…"
The young woman smiled and held out her hand to Elijah. "I'm Hayley by the way…You should probably know my name if you're gonna tell me your whole life story. I mean, I know yours…Your family is legendary…"
She shook his hand and then held out her hand to Ivy. Hayley then gasped at the touch of Ivy's hand as she felt the magic and looked at the green-eyed beauty. Ivy quickly let go of her hand and Elijah looked on in amusement.
"Whoa, what was that?" Hayley asked, feeling the magic still lingering in her hand.
"Let's just say I'm some sort of witch…not like the current ones holding you captive, I would never do that, but more powerful, apparently, but yeah, I'm a wand-wielder…that's what they call me." Ivy told her.
Hayley looked confused. "A wand what sorry?"
"Wand-Wielder…I'll explain some other time…anyway, the name is Ivy, Ivy James…" She told her.
Hayley nodded. "Cool…nice to meet you…Anyway, you should know that your brother is a notorious psycho," Ivy snorted at this fact, and then cleared her throat as both Hayley and Elijah stared at her. Hayley shook her head and continued. "Who I slept with…classic me…"
Elijah gave a small smile. "I cannot excuse his behaviour, but the both of you must understand that our father hunted him, hunted us for centuries."
He got up and began to pace the room, walking very closely to Ivy. "Every time that we even found a moment of happiness, we were forced to flee, even here in New Orleans, where we were the happiest ever…not long after Niklaus broke the spell in which prevented him from becoming the Hybrid, he defeated our father. I thought this would make him happy, but he was angrier than ever."
"Is that what you're trying to do? Make him happy?" Ivy asked.
Elijah nodded. "I wonder if perhaps this baby might finally be a way for my brother to find happiness…a way to save him from himself."
They then heard sound of footsteps walking into the tomb and turned to the sound. It was Sophie.
"Well, I'm glad you feel that way. We need your help."
Elijah sighed. "What exactly is it that you want and what does it have to do with this young woman?"
"We want to run Marcel and his vampires out of town. Klaus is the key, as everything that Marcel knows about being a vampire, he learned from Klaus. Marcel trusts him, looks up to him…he won't see the betrayal coming."
"Yes…Well as I'm sure you're aware, my brother doesn't like being told what to do." Elijah reminded her.
Sophie nodded. "That's why I brought you here. Marcel drove the werewolves out of town decades ago. Do you really think he's going to welcome a hybrid baby into the neighbourhood? Convince Klaus to help us, and no one has to know about the newest member of the Original family."
Ivy gasped. She was shocked that Sophie wanted to this, as she had come to consider Sophie a friend. "That's your agenda? You want to harm an innocent in order to send away a bunch of vampires ravaging the town? Have you got any idea of how mad you sound?"
Ivy walked up to Sophie, as Elijah tried to stop her. "Elijah, don't. I know you've just lost your sister, but threatening a woman and her unborn child is low, even for you."
"Like I said, I'm desperate." Sophie whispered.
"Oh, honey, I've seen desperation…in fact I've lived it…this is not desperation. This is blackmail and manipulation so that you can gain control of the town again…this is not desperation, so stop saying it is." Ivy barked at her, standing right in front of her.
"How would you know what desperation is?" Sophie snapped.
"Oh I know all about desperation. Desperation is trying to find help in times of need; desperation is about going through tough and hard measures to track down the very things that will kill an evil that is more vindictive and more terrible than your Marcel. Desperation is losing the people you call family in order to kill that evil…sacrificing yourself to the 'Avada Kedrava' curse so that that very evil can spare your family…that is desperation, not this…so stop trying to convince others that you're desperate because you are not. You're just being a rightful bitch." Ivy growled at her, panting as she tried to subdue her anger.
She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned around, seeing Elijah there, looking at her worried. He raised his hand wiped of the tears that she didn't know were falling on her cheeks and she accepted the gesture, looking anywhere but his eyes. Elijah had noticed that a small lightning bolt shaped scar on her forehead was beginning to appear, but shook his head, and continued to stare at Ivy. The moment between the two didn't go unnoticed by both Hayley and Sophie, but Ivy didn't care if they were looking. All she saw was Elijah, as he gently forced her to raise her head so that she was looking into his eyes. A minute, but it felt like hours had passed and she shook her head, smiling at him, before walking out of the tomb, wanting to have moment for herself.
She walked outside and breathed in the fresh air as she remembered Voldemort. She could feel herself wanting to break down but she forced herself to hold back the tears and the sadness. Voldemort didn't deserve her tears or her sadness. But her family did, and with that she felt the tears fall down her face, silently. She then felt a presence behind her and she turned around seeing Elijah there.
"I am off to see my brother, to try and convince him to make an appearance here. I just wanted to see if you were alright before I left." He spoke, his voice soft and tender.
Ivy nodded. "I'm fine…just recalling old memories."
Elijah walked towards her and cupped her cheek, wiping away any tears. "Just exactly what happened that made you act out like that and tell her off. What was this 'evil' that you were talking about? I mean I heard stories, heard rumours, but I'd like to hear your version of things..."
Ivy shook head, trying to shake Elijah off, but he was having none of it. He held on, trying to see her green eyes.
"It doesn't matter anymore…he's long gone…" Ivy whispered.
"I have other ways of finding out…but I would rather you learn to trust me instead of that. I wish for you to learn to trust me." He murmured, brushing the dark purple coloured hair that fallen onto face back behind her ears.
"I will try…" she whispered.
"I was wondering if you would do me a favour. Is it possible for you to stay with Hayley while I rally up my brother? I don't trust the witches and I'm guessing you don't either, so please, will you stay?" he asked, staring at her.
Ivy nodded and continued to stare back and then gasped he pressed his lips to her forehead, kissing the spot where her scar was. She was shocked as she only had known him for a few hours and already, they formed a connection and it was bothering her. It didn't bother her that he was an Original nor that she had only known him for a few hours, but she was scared. She was scared of starting something while Bellatrix was still out for her blood. But she knew she shared a connection with him and he was aware of it too.
No sooner he had kissed her, he blurred off, and leaving a shocked Ivy in his wake. She groaned, and then whipped out her wand to prepare herself to conjure a patronus charm.
"Bloody vampires!"