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Chapter 8

One Week Later

Ivy was pissed. Not because she was trapped in a house with a vampire, a werewolf and her best friend, but because Elijah had suddenly left, without even explaining to her where he went or even saying good. She pissed that he had broken his promise of being there for her, and after the dream and the fact that she had fallen asleep in his arms, nothing much had happened but because he had made the promise to be there, and had made her trust him and be safe, she felt used, and a little hurt. When she had asked Klaus where Elijah went, Klaus had told her that he had left, well more like bailed but left nonetheless. She was also angry at herself, as she knew that she was smarter than quickly trusting a man with kind deep trusting eyes that made her feel. After everything she had been through, she allowed herself to feel for the man, but now, she was back to the strong Ivy Potter she knew she was and wasn't going to let a pair of kind brown eyes stop her. She had to protect Hermione, and protect Hayley…they will be her focus.

During the week, both she and Hermione had managed to get their stuff from their apartment and like Elijah suggested, the duo placed protection wards on the flat. Although they had their chests in the safe at the mansion, she felt better that most of her stuff was within reach. Klaus had allowed her the use of the safe hidden within the house and so both Hermione and Ivy placed their chests in the safe. However, Ivy added one more box into the safe that was hidden in the beaded bag. The box contained the invisibility cloak, the resurrection stone and the elder wand. The three deathly hallows that when combined together, made Ivy the Mistress of Death. Both Hermione and Ivy knew that it was dangerous for them to hold onto them, but with Bellatrix still alive, they kept them in the box and on their possession so that it wouldn't fall into Bellatrix's hands. If Bellatrix were to get her hands on the items, who knew what she would do. Hermione also wanted to tell Klaus about the items, but with Elijah gone, it was not a good idea and so, both kept it a secret, just placing it with the chests and placing a charm over it, so that only Ivy or Hermione could open it, not anybody else.

She was also pleased that she was getting to know Hayley quite well, and was glad that Hermione was too. In fact, all three women had gotten a little close since they arrived and both Hermione and Ivy had come to consider Hayley a friend. Hermione, much to Ivy's annoyance, was also spending time with Klaus who was sometimes always lurking nearby. He had also filled the group about his quest to take back the city of New Orleans.

Ivy thought the idea was mad, but from what she had seen with her time with Marcel, she could admit that Klaus would make a better leader. He was annoying, yes, but in the last week, she could tell that he had a sentimental side, and on occasion, it would show whether he was with Hermione or Hayley. But as brief as the moment was, he would shrink back into his shell of an arsehole and be the same dickhead as ever.

On this night however, Klaus was out, leaving behind Hayley, Hermione and Ivy. The trio had decided explore the various rooms around the large mansion and after a while, had decided to rest in what looked to be a ladies lounge. They were all sitting on the floor, cross-legged, sharing a tub of ice-cream and were swapping stories from when they were younger, with Hayley telling them when she trigged her werewolf curse.

"And then I just felt pain…so much pain…and before I knew it, I had trigged the curse. Of course I didn't know that at the time but I that I was going mad…anyway, it's in the past and now, I have a baby werewolf/vampire growing in my stomach…life works in mysterious ways." Hayley mumbled.

Ivy nodded. "Tell me about it…life also seems to work in fucked up ways…sorry for my language, but it's like every time that both Hermione and I would get even a brief moment of happiness, Voldemort took it all away…"

"It didn't help that Voldemort tried to kill you at the end of almost every year we were at Hogwarts." Hermione pointed out.

Hayley frowned. "You mentioned that…the other night, before Elijah mysteriously disappeared…Did he seriously try to kill you every year you were at school? Well, at least he waited until the end of school term…"

"Yes…and at birth, oh and afterwards when we all went on the run the first time…he tried, then succeeded but then he didn't…he did kill me…but then I came back…" Ivy replied.

"Whoa…and I thought I had problems…how was he defeated? You mentioned you killed him…how?" Hayley asked.

"I killed him…I mean, I was the chosen one, so I had to…right?" Ivy whispered.

Hayley shook her head. "Sorry, I know that your past is a rocky situation…sorry for asking."

Ivy smiled. "It's okay…to be honest, ever since we've got here, we've talked about him more to you or to the brothers than we have to people close to us…"

"It's true…we hardly ever talk about him, or the past…I wish we would, it might actually help…Anyway, how are you feeling about all this? Being a mum?" Hermione asked, wishing to change the topic.

Hayley noticed the changed and shrugged. "I…don't know…I mean, I was abandoned by my biological family when I was born and as you know, my adoptive parents kicked me out the second I turned into a wolf. So, to be honest, I really don't know how I feel about being a mother because I never really had a good one…"

Ivy understood the pain Hayley went through. Although she wasn't abandoned, nor was she kicked out, she too didn't know what it was like to have a mother. She wrapped her arms around her legs, pulling them closer together. It was easy to do, as she was wearing a pair of long black yoga pants, a white blouse and a green sweater. She looked and saw Hermione, who was wearing a white tank dress over a pair of tights and red cardigan, do the same. She then let go of her legs and sighed.

"I understand…" Ivy told Hayley, who was wearing long black pants, a black top and a black cardigan.

Hayley frowned. "How? I mean, I know your parents are dead, but how?"

Ivy sighed. "Because I didn't grow up with a mother or a father…I was raised by my aunt who hated the sight of me. So, I never really had a mum, until Mrs Weasley, but then Bellatrix took her away from me, well us – me and Hermione and I guess I don't know…and then I had my godfather, but he was taken…most of my, our family was taken…the only few people left are Hermione and myself…"

Hayley nodded. "It sucks doesn't it?"

Ivy laughed. "Yeah it does…"

"Okay, look, this has been bugging me since I first met you in the tombs and I get that you are protecting me and what not, but you guys are these all powerful witches, even more powerful than the witches here and our magic goes undetected by Marcel and, I know you probably have a spell that allows you to control people, but why are you doing this? If you're powerful, why not just blast them away and then leave? I mean, you are linked to me, but you could have…I mean, I get that you can't – what is it, apparate?- I mean, you mentioned you couldn't do that but you could do magic…why didn't you?" Hayley questioned.

Ivy looked stumped. Why didn't she use magic in the tombs when Sophie was threatening them all? She didn't know then that Sophie was linked to Hayley, so why play the victim?

"Why the play the victim when I am stronger than that?" Ivy asked herself out loud.

"Exactly…" Hayley agreed.

"To be honest, I think I was more worried about exposure than I was about protecting myself. And then I found out about you and for some reason I just needed to protect you because you're pregnant and then that whole thing with Elijah happened, you know him showing his past and I guess I wanted to see out it played out before I did anything rash…and while we do have a spell for compulsion, it's an Unforgivable spell and we've only used it once since we've been here, but it's still goes against everything we believe in. Using them would be a crime and yes, I know, we are on the run from Bellatrix, but…I don't know…" Ivy tried to explain.

Hermione sighed. "I've been asking the same thing myself…we have the power to get out of this thing, why aren't we? I mean, haven't they done enough? Hasn't fate done enough? Why aren't we fighting back? Or better yet, why aren't we finding out information on them so that we can bring them down, like Klaus is with his agenda towards Marcel. Why aren't we doing that?"

"Because do we really want to take on a whole bunch of witches and expose ourselves to the vampires? I mean, I know Elijah and Klaus knows about us, but if we do something drastic, we might expose ourselves and Bellatrix will hear all about how two wand-wielders took down a coven of witches and come looking…" Ivy pointed out.

Hermione nodded. "I know that Ivy, but we should be looking for ways to bring Bellatrix down, just like what we did with Voldemort…"

"Hermione, we did that…now, I just…you know, let's not talk about this now…" Ivy snapped.

Hayley frowned, speaking up before Hermione could talk back. "So basically what you're saying is that the reason you didn't fight back as much is because you're worried about exposing yourself and letting basically the entire supernatural world know that you are here and because you're what, tired? Dude, you're on the run, and yes you're linked to me, but if you have the power to get out of this, why not use it?"

Ivy scoffed. "And what, leave you to fend for yourself? Are you sick of us already?"

"I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself and no, I actually like both of you but still, why don't you use that power? Unless, you're not here to protect me…I mean, it's not the only reason why you are here, isn't it?" Hayley inquired.

Hermione frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Don't think I haven't witnessed the moments between Ivy and Elijah and you and Klaus…I mean, hello, the four of you, well now two of you since Elijah has gone, but before it was like, wow, you all really needed to get a room…there was so much tension between you all…so maybe that's why you haven't left…am I right?" Hayley asked.

Ivy snorted. "No, we didn't stay because of Elijah…or Klaus…we are friends…or something…I don't know, considering he's left and gone from our sights…so obviously we are nothing…"

"But you want it to be something…" Hayley teased.

Ivy rolled her eyes. "I…enough about me, what about Hermione?"

Hermione scoffed. "Hey, don't put this on me….there is nothing going on…"

"Seriously? He basically followed you out when I had that dream that night and wanted to check up on you and so far, you seem to be the only one convincing him to do anything…He likes you…" Ivy pointed out.

"We are friends…not even that…I'm helping him…take back his kingdom and what not…" Hermione defended herself.

Ivy nodded. "Sure sure…"

Hermione rolled her eyes and the girls sat in silence for moment, with Hayley and Ivy giving each smiles and passing the tub of vanilla ice-cream between them before suddenly, Ivy felt a tug in her magic and so did Hermione, who put the tub down and stood up, taking her wand out from the inside of her sleeve. Ivy did the same, picking up her wand that was beside her.

Hayley frowned. "What is it?"

"The wards, the protection spells we cast? We've just felt them tug, which means that someone or something is heading towards the house." Ivy told her, as she stood up.

Hayley stood up as well and the trio walked out of the room, and to the staircase. They heard the door open and Hayley, who didn't have a wand, had decided to grab a poker that was leaning against the wall near the staircase. The trio walked towards the stairs, and then, taking a deep breath, Hermione stood in front, her wand raised, with Hayley behind her and Ivy behind Hayley and they began to walk down the stairs just as a blonde haired woman walked into the house. The trio immediately knew that she was a vampire.

"Who in the bloody hell are you and what are you doing here?" Hermione asked, her wand pointing at the blonde.

The blonde, who wasn't looking at them, put her keys down on the table near the door looked around.

"Oh, you must be the maid…my bags are in the car… get them for me will you?" she spoke, still looking around.

Hermione frowned and turned to Hayley then back to the blonde. "Hullo…I'm Hermione, and as you can tell, if you bothered to look at us, we are not the maids."

The blonde snapped her head towards the trio as they descended the stairs, with Hermione on the left side of Hayley and Ivy on the right. Hermione had lowered her wand but Ivy still kept hers pointed at the vampire. The blonde stared at Hermione, before turning her attention towards Hayley.

"Obviously…and you must be the werewolf girl that my brother, Klaus, knocked up. I was expecting to see some kind of supernatural miracle baby-bump. I guess you're not showing yet…you must be Hayley? And you must be one of the wand-wielders that my other brother mentioned."

Hermione nodded. "Yes…I'm Hermione…this is Hayley and on her other side is the other wand-wielder, Ivy."

The blonde nodded, looking at Hermione, then Hayley but then she gasped when she saw Ivy. It wasn't Ivy's hair or looks that she was shocked at, but her eyes, for they reminded her of a dear old friend.

"Lily?" she stammered, walking towards Ivy, who was in shock at hearing her mother's name and backing away from her, but then stopped as she saw that the blonde's face showing sadness, and happiness, causing Ivy to think.

Ivy frowned. "What how…how did you know my mother's name?"

The blonde-haired vampire smiled, reaching Ivy. "Because she was one of my best friends…and you have her eyes. You look like your father, but your eyes…they are your mothers…that emerald green…I'd recognise them anywhere…Oh my god…You're Ivianna, aren't you?"

Ivy gasped. "How did you know my full name? I only go by Ivy…"

The blonde laughed. "Because I am the one who suggested the name to Lily and was there when she name you….oh my god, I've finally found you…I'm so sorry I couldn't be there…family issues caught up with me but I wanted to be there…I wanted to…I was devastated when your parents passed…"

"What? How? I'm still confused…who are you?" Ivy asked.

"Oh, sorry…I'm Rebekah…and I'm your godmother…"

And with that, Rebekah hugged the young woman, causing both Hermione and Hayley to gasp and Ivy to frown.

A godmother…she had a godmother…Ivy couldn't believe it but here she was, her godmother, in flesh, so to speak. Ivy was always under the impression that Alice Longbottom was her godmother but according to the blonde Original, she was Ivy's godmother and she was hugging Ivy. Ivy didn't want to believe, but there was something about the blonde vampire and she knew that she could trust her.

"But how? I thought Alice Longbottom and Sirius Black were my godparents. I didn't know about you…" Ivy mumbled into Rebekah's shoulder. Rebekah released her hold on the witch and pulled back, her arms still on Ivy's shoulders.

"They were, on paper, as was I. Your mother couldn't decide so she chose both of us, then your father chose Sirius. But I am your godmother…I am so sorry. When I found out, I was on my way there, but then Klaus found me and well, Klaus has this thing he'd like to do but just know I was there. I will tell you everything but now, I need to find Elijah. Where is he?" Rebekah asked the trio.

Hayley shrugged. "Beats us…he's long gone."

Rebekah, who had let go of Ivy, looked around, frowning. "What do you mean long gone?"

"Well, he was here one minute, making epic promises about protecting us all and how Hayley was family and how we were safe then Klaus told us he bailed. Stupid, stupid Ivy…knew I shouldn't have trusted a vampire…" Ivy spoke.

"Elijah is not just any vampire and he doesn't break a promise…which means Niklaus has something dastardly and Klaus-like…Klaus! Get out here and tell me what you've done with our brother, you narcissistic, backstabbing wanker!" Rebekah yelled, as she walked away from the group and walked into the sitting room. Hayley, Hermione and Ivy frowned at each other and decided to follow her into the room. They arrived just as Klaus opened walked in from the dining room.

"Enough with all the shouting! Little sister, I should have known. I assume the six dead vampires were your doing?" he asked, walking towards them.

Rebekah smirked. "They were very rude…trying to victimize a poor innocent girl, just trying to find her way to the Quarter. So sorry, were they friends of yours? Oh that's right, you don't have any friends."

Ivy scoffed, keeping back her laughter and she could see that Hayley was doing the same too. Hermione however, just gave them a look and Ivy shook her head. She was starting to like her godmother and couldn't wait to get to know her.

"I do have friends…I have Marcel…you remember him, don't you? Yes, of course you do. He fancies himself the king of the Quarter and he has these rules about killing vampires. It'll be fun to see what sort of punishment he comes up with for you." Klaus sneered.

Rebekah sighed. "I don't care about Marcel or his rules. Elijah doesn't welsh on deals. What did you do to him?"

Klaus shrugged. "Perhaps he's on holiday…or taking a long autumn nap upstairs. Well go on then, take a look around…"

"Perhaps I will…because then he can explain to me why he didn't tell me that it was Ivianna Potter that both you and he were protecting." Rebekah said.

Klaus frowned. "Why should you care about a wand-wielder? I mean, I know you were friends with them, but why does it matter that it's Ivy?"

"Because dear brother, Ivy is my god-daughter..." she told him.

Klaus stood up and stared at Rebekah, before turning to Ivy then back to Rebekah. "You're lying…"

Rebekah shook her head. "No dear brother, I am not. Perhaps if you had just asked me instead of staking me and sticking me into a box, yet again, you would have found out that Lily and James Potter made me, along with Alice Longbottom and Sirius Black, god-parents to Ivianna…so basically brother, she's family…try not to kill her. Now, I will tell you everything but first I need Elijah, so where is he?"

Klaus looked stumped, as he stared at his sister's god-child, before turning away and sitting down on the lounge in the sitting room. He was about to reply before his phone suddenly started to ring and he got up again, heading towards the door.

"It appears that the night is not quite over just yet…I'm off to another drink with Marcel." Klaus told her.

"Elijah told me your pan to take apart Marcel's empire…piece by piece…I don't remember it involving you two drinking New Orleans dry…" she snapped.

Klaus smirked. "I know you don't have many friends, dear sister…well, maybe that's about to change because of your young god-daughter here, but what some friends when they get together is have a drink. And when they drink, they tell secrets. Marcel has somehow found a way to control the entire population of witches, except of course our lovely two want-wielders, and I want to discover the how so that I can take it for myself. I mean I know I'm already one step ahead of Marcel in terms of which has a more powerful weapon to take him on, myself and the wand-wielders, but I'd still like to know, so finding Elijah didn't make my to-do list today…"

He then turned back around and started to walk out of the house. "Oh, and welcome home and congratulations little sister…you now have a daughter. What a wonderful surprise."

He left, and Rebekah sighed, turning around to face the girls.

"Well, as much as I'd like to start the party now and get to drinking and finding all about my god-daughter, I need to know what my evil brother has done to my good one. So, we are going to search this house from top to bottom…and you are all helping…Got it? Good, let's go…"

And with that she pushed passed the girls and Hayley followed her, leaving behind Hermione and Ivy.

"Ivy, your godmother is a bitch…" Hermione muttered.

Ivy smiled. "I know…but I like her…"

After searching almost all night, the girls hadn't had much luck looking for Elijah or his coffin. They had made to the basement and had found Rebekah's coffin, along with Klaus's but Elijah's coffin had mysteriously disappeared, which made Ivy think that Klaus had done something to his brother but for what purpose. Elijah had wanted to help his brother, but for some reason, Klaus had, according to Rebekah, had daggered him or done something funny and had also advised Hayley that when she has her baby, she should run far away, cause knowing Klaus, he would have a plan for her as soon as the child was born. Ivy had told Rebekah that it won't get that far, because Hayley had something Klaus didn't. Hayley had both Ivy and Hermione, and if he wanted to hurt her, he had to go through them first. Hermione defended Klaus, but Ivy was still wary.

After the conversation in the basement, Rebekah decided to take the girls out for the day and considering Klaus wasn't back yet, it didn't stop them from getting ready to go. Although they were tired, they needed to get out for a change. They had been cooped up in the house for a week, and they relished the chance of getting out of the house, even for just a moment. Rebekah wanted to go and see Sophie, and so she had decided to split the group into two, with Ivy tagging along with Rebekah and Hermione and Hayley together. Ivy promised Hermione that she would meet up with her and Hayley once she had finished with Rebekah. She wanted the chance to get to know her godmother, and to hear stories about her mother, her father and Sirius. If Rebekah knew them, she wanted to know how much and how close they were.

They were heading towards Rousseau's and Ivy could see the bar in front of her. She stopped and Rebekah noticed, Ivy, who was dressed in long black and white stripped skirt with a white tank top and a denim jacket, along with converse sneakers and a red beaded necklace on her neck, looked nervous. She fiddled with her wand, which was on a holster inside the jacket of her arm and then flipped her hair back. She had decided to wear her hair down, which was a little stupid because she was getting a bit hot.

Rebekah turned to her. "What is it?"

"Sophie…basically threatened my life…along with Hermione's and Hayley's…so I'm kinda debating on whether or not I should just hang out here or go in and blast her with my wand, but if I do that, not only would I have injured myself, I would have harmed both Hermione and Hayley, considering we are all linked. So I have to ask, why are we seeing her again?" Ivy wondered aloud.

"I want to know where my brother is and I'm sure you do too, so I need a witch to a locating spell. Find the dagger that my wanker of a brother has put in my nice brother and we find him. So I need a witch…and I know that you guys can do your own locating spells, but until we get to know one another, I'm not asking you that." Rebekah told her.

"Okay…seems like a legit plan, only there's a few flaws. One, the witches here, they can't do magic. Some all-powerful vampire named Marcel has the witches under lock and key, so magic is apparently banned. But I can still do magic, so Hermione because we're wand-wielders and we drank a potion that masks our magic…plus our magic comes from within us, unlike the witches here, who are ancestral and so their magic comes the bones of their ancestors…confuses the bloody hell out of me but nonetheless, they can't do magic. But we can…just find us another dagger and we can do a spell…well, at least Hermione can. She's smarter at being a wand-wielder than I am." Ivy explained to her.

Rebekah sighed. "Well…Hang on, you said she hurt you?"

Ivy frowned. "Yes, but what has that go to do with anything?"

"You're family…and Sophie obviously needs to be taught a lesson on what the consequences are for threatening an Original. One I'll happily oblige to give." Rebekah chimed.

Ivy sighed. "You can't…Sophie's linked with us. You hurt her, you hurt us."

"Oh relax, I'm not going to go all vampire on her…though I really want to. I'm gonna ask her some questions and tell her that her plan won't work. She'll still be alive after I talk with her." Rebekah promised.

"You know, for a godmother, you are really scary." Ivy commented.

The blonde laughed. "Oh honey, you haven't seen me at my worse. Now, I will go talk with Sophie and since it may not be the best idea for you two to be in the same room, how about you go join Hermione…is that her name? Go join her and the mumsy and I will be with you later and we can sit down and have that lovely god-daughter and god-mother heart to heart…Now, go on, shoo!"

Ivy frowned as Rebekah waved her hands and walked away, heading inside Rousseau's and disappearing from Ivy's sight. Ivy muttered to herself about her annoyance with vampires and it didn't help that an Original vampire was her godmother. Not that Ivy was upset or anything. She was excited at the fact that she had a godmother who just happened to be a vampire and not just any vampire, an Original. But she while she was cautious at that fact, she was also a little bit happy…Hermione was and had been her only family until then.

Ivy walked away from the bar and kept walking up the busy street. Street vendors, artists and many other entertainments were on the streets, showcasing their talents, their food and many other things. If she wasn't caught up in a war, she would have liked to have been able to explore the city more, see the sights, attend the university, but for now, she can cherish her day out in the sun, and in the busy streets of the French Quarter. She looked around the streets, spotting the various market stalls and then she saw Hermione and Hayley, standing near a shop that looked like a witches' shop. Hermione, dressed in a beaded short sleeved beige top with a grey maxi skirt and wearing a white hat with a brown belt and brown sandals and had her trusty beaded bag on her arm, smiled at Ivy with she approached them. Hayley was wearing a short black skirt, black top and a short-sleeved multi-coloured cardigan, also smiled at her.

"That was quick…I would have thought that you would be taking longer." Hermione observed.

"Well, I was going to be with her, but then I kinda told her a little bit about what Sophie did to us and how I am seriously considering blasting my wand at her and then she shooed me." Ivy told her.

Hermione frowned. "Wait, she shooed you? She actually did that? Who does that?"

Ivy shrugged. "Obviously she can…anyway, let's not worry about her…I'm as hungry as bloody hippo. What's good to eat around here?"

The trio looked around and Hermione spotted a little café on the corner, which were only a few feet away from where they were standing. She indicated to Ivy that she had found a café, which was also a bar and she smiled, linking her arm with Hermione's. She was about to the same with Hayley but Hayley shook her head.

Ivy frowned. "Is everything alright? Are you not hungry?"

Hayley shook her head. "Not at the moment, but…it's morning sickness. Actually I was wondering if I could just pop into this shop that I saw earlier…it looked amazing and I wanted to check it out."

Hermione nodded. "Sure, show us the way."

Hayley sighed. "No it's okay…I can go by myself and besides, Ivy here looks hungry enough to eat an actual hippo, but you guys go ahead and I will meet you in there. Order something for me, will you?"

And with that she took off, causing both Hermione and Ivy to frown and look at each other.

"Is it just me, but did it seem like she's up to something?" Hermione questioned.

Ivy nodded. "Yes…but she's right…I am so hungry I could actually eat a hippo and if something does happen, we'll know about it because we are all linked, so if something happens to her, it happens to us and besides, the witches are looking out for her because of Sophie and they know that if Hayley gets hurt, Klaus will kill them all. So let us go eat, and we can worry about her later if she doesn't turn up or doesn't come home."

Hermione sighed. "You know, sometimes I worry about you…it makes me wonder if you're actually human."

Ivy frowned. "Haven't you heard? I'm the bloody Mistress of Death, the 'Girl-Who-Lived' and Godric Gryffindor's heir…of course I'm not bloody human."

Hermione laughed and the two girls headed towards the café, walking inside and taking the surroundings. Hermione liked the look of the place, as it was small, and even though it was also a bar, it looked like a place where college students hanged out. The walls were beige and green and the tables looked like old wood, but it made the place more charming. She turned her head to the left and stiffened, as she saw a vampire near the window. And it wasn't just any vampire, it was Marcel. Ivy, who was on her right, felt her change of posture and frowned, wondering what was wrong.

"Don't look now, but there is a vampire near the window…" Hermione whispered to her.

Ivy nodded. "Great…what could possibly make this day more worse?"

"That vampire isn't just any vampire…it's Marcel…keep your voice down." Hermione warned.

Ivy sighed. "Well…we're already in here, so let's just chose a table and not make a scene, shall we?"

Hermione nodded, and together, the girls walked over to an empty table that was against the wall. Hermione took the seat where her back was facing the door and Ivy sat down in the seat in front of Hermione and in doing so, she was in full view of the vampire near the window. Ivy saw the vampire Marcel and saw that he was drinking all on his own.

"He's here by himself…I thought Klaus was supposed to meet him?" Ivy muttered.

"That was last night remember? Maybe he did meet him and then left or something…or maybe he's running late. Maybe we should go before he gets here…yeah, let's go…" Hermione panicked.

"Hermione, stop…we can't leave now, we've just arrived and if we leave we'll draw more attention to us. So let us order and have our lunch and then go…also, text Hayley…I don't think it would be a good idea for her to walk into this café…" Ivy remarked, grabbing the menu and looking at it. She saw Hermione open her beaded bag and pull out the mobile phone that Klaus had given them just in case they needed him. While Hermione texted Hayley, Ivy could feel eyes on her. She looked up and saw that the vampire Marcel was looking at her with interest.

She felt intimidated by his stare, and was annoyed at the fact that he was looking at her with a smirk on his face. She rolled her eyes and she swore that she saw him smile and smirk even more. The waitress had then walked over and Ivy ordered a cheeseburger and chips and the waitress laughed at her pronunciation of her words, but nodded and wrote down her order and Hermione ordered the same, in which the waitress was excited at having two British tourists in the bar. She walked away and Ivy saw that Marcel was making his way over to her table.

"Ladies…I can't help- No way, it's the troublemaker…" Marcel spoke as he made his way to the table. He had recognised Hermione and she looked at him, gave him a sharp nod and went back to her phone, pretending to read on it.

He laughed. "I was wondering when I'd see you again…tell me, who's your friend?"

Hermione sighed. "Oh sorry, Marcellus, this is my friend…Friend, meet Marcellus."

Ivy smirked. "Hi, Marcellus , I'm friend…nice to meet you."

"Actually, call me Marcel. Now come on ladies, you can't come here with those cute accents and not tell me your name…" he said, grabbing a chair and turning it around, so that the back of the chair was facing his front.

"If I tell you my name, will you leave alone to have our lunch?" Ivy asked.

He looked at her, taking in the smooth lines of her face. He had to admit to himself that both ladies where beautiful, but stubborn. While he admired the blonde haired beauty, there was something about the dark-haired beauty. She screamed of power and not only did he admire her face and her body, he also admired beautiful striking green emerald eyes that captured his attention in the first place. Also, he felt that he knew her from somewhere and couldn't place where.

"Why don't you tell me and find out?" he asked back.

Ivy rolled her eyes. "The name's Ivy…Ivy James and this is my sister, Hermione. As you can tell we are from England and we are here on a working holiday."

Hermione kicked Ivy under the table and Ivy flinched, but didn't take her eyes of the vampire.

"Now, was that so hard? Ivy…Hermione…lovely names for beautiful ladies…" he smiled at them, and Ivy snorted quietly to herself and then looked at the door. She winced when she saw that Klaus had walked in and had spotted Ivy, the shock on his face. It then turned to amusement when he saw that Marcel was sitting with them.

"I would keep chatting to you but I believe that your friend is here. I can only assume he's your friend because he's looking at you with amusement. So nice to meet you Marcellus."

Marcel nodded. "And you, Ivy…Hermione…and you're right, he is my friend…I hope that I will see you around, especially you Ivy…"

He got up from his seat and placed the chair back to the other table. Klaus, who nodded to Ivy and discreetly indicated to the door, silently telling them to leave for their own safety. He then joined Marcel and the two sat at the table near the window. Ivy nodded to herself, before turning back to Hermione.

"What the bloody hell was that?" Hermione asked quietly.

"Look, if we didn't give him our names, he would have tried to compel it out of us and then found out we can't be compelled, so I just acted." Ivy whispered.

"Oh right…like that makes everything okay…he knows our names now…just wait until Klaus, Elijah and Rebekah find out about this…" Hermione muttered.

Ivy sighed. "Oh I don't think we have to worry about that considering Klaus is sitting right over there drinking with Marcel. I think Klaus now knows that Marcel kinda knows our names."

Hermione growled. "Oh great…let's go…"

"What about our food?" Ivy whined.

Hermione gave Ivy a look and Ivy rolled her eyes, getting up out of her seat and Hermione placed some money on the table, covering the cost and began to walk out until they were both stopped by Klaus.

"Excuse me loves, what brings you to the fine city of New Orleans?" Klaus asked, his eyes narrowing at Ivy before turning his attention to Hermione.

"We are here on working holiday for a few months, as we told your friend. We decided do to bit of shopping, while our other friend is visiting some friends of hers…" Ivy said, her arm linking with Hermione's.

"Oh so there's three of you? Tell me, where you all hail from in England? I'm guessing south London?" Klaus inquired, indicating to them silently to keep the conversation going.

"Yes…A place called Godric's Hollow…small town, not many residents, but it's home." Ivy spoke, forcing a smile on her face. She could see that Marcel was watching the exchange with interest.

"Tell me, what do you do for a living?" he asked.

"Ivy's a nurse…whereas I was a bartender, but I've decided to go back into psychology." Hermione lied. Even though it was true that Ivy was a qualified nurse and she a qualified psychologist, she needed to come with an excuse.

Klaus nodded, grabbing Ivy's arm and since she was linked with Hermione, he pulled them both over to the table, where Marcel was trying not to laugh.

"Psychology and a nurse? Well then, perhaps you both can help me diagnose my friend over here. He's been a little bit depressed. Can't seem to keep his mind of a certain dark-haired beauty…apparently she's got these striking green eyes. He tells me she's a queen fit for a king and that her friend is also quite a beauty, but he can't seem to get his mind of the green eyed girl. I personally think that he's being a bit conceited and that he should cut his losses and move on…but tell me, what is your professional opinion?" he told them, the tone of his voice teasing.

Hermione scoffed, offended at the thought, however, Ivy stared at Klaus, who seemed to be encouraging her to speak. She wanted to know why he was suggesting playing along with his little game and she didn't want to hurt Elijah. Although Elijah was missing and that there was nothing going on between the two, she didn't want to even think about anybody else and don't get her wrong, Marcel was handsome, but he was also a dangerous vampire and she wondered why Klaus wanted her to act as if she was interested in the dark-skinned vampire. And so she made a choice.

"Well, I can't speak for Hermione, but perhaps your friend can well, be a nice guy and maybe the opportunity will present itself someday." She replied, looking at Marcel and then back to Klaus, who smirked. She then grabbed Hermione's arm, who was in shock at her statement, and began to walk out the door, when she heard Marcel call out from behind her.

"How about tonight? Nine o'clock? I'll meet you right here?" Marcel inquired.

Hermione stiffened beside her as Ivy stared at the vampires. Klaus discreetly nodded his head and Ivy sighed.

"I'll take it under consideration…bye!" she told them, before walking out the door, Hermione in tow.

When they had walked a fair distance from the café, Hermione stopped and turned to Ivy, who frowned.

"I don't know whether to be confused about the fact that you just agreed to a date with a mad lunatic vampire, offended that he was into me but now into you or disgusted that you would think of doing something like this or pissed that Klaus is using you…I don't know how…to be honest I have no idea how to act…" Hermione told her.

Ivy sighed. "Look, I am not going on this date thingy because I want to…Klaus wants me to…you saw how he kept giving signals or something to help go along with this thing. And Hermione, if you didn't know already, Klaus is into you…I think…but for some reason, he wants me to encourage Marcel…I don't know why, maybe to help his twisted plan of getting his kingdom back but if that's the case, I'm gonna chop his vampiric twisted balls off and I don't bloody care if he's a hybrid. Come on, let's go home…"