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Chapter 9

Hermione and Ivy arrived home later that afternoon. Since they didn't have a car, as Rebekah brought them to the city, they had decided to walk until they were a fair distance from the city and then apparate back to the mansion. It took a while, the walk, but Hermione and Ivy relished it, as it was a chance for them to explore and clear their minds. So much had happened since they arrived to the city of New Orleans, and the walk had made them think about the events that had happened. They reached the front of door of the mansion, walked inside and headed towards the main living room. Once they made it, Ivy plopped herself on the recliner, taking off her denim jacket and Hermione sat next to her, taking off her hat and placing her beaded bag on the coffee table in front of them. Ivy placed her jacket on the coffee table and sighed.

"Well, it could be worse…" Ivy began.

Hermione frowned. "What do you mean?"

"We could be dead…we could be still in the hands of the witches…it could have been a lot worse…I mean, apart from our usual situation, this is not all bad…" Ivy said, flipping her long wavy hair back and placing her arm on the top of the recliner and resting her head on it.

"Right…So you think that by being linked with a pregnant werewolf, oh and with a witch who hates vampires and oh, let's not forget we are war with the vampires, well, with Marcel, actually with whom you've agreed to go on a date with him and also, living with the Original vampires is better than our usual situation?" Hermione raised an eyebrow at Ivy.

Ivy shrugged. "I never said it was perfect, but yes, it is better. At least this time, we are not hunting horcruxes and vampires can't die…well they can, but not Elijah, or Klaus or Rebekah… they are the Original vampires and according to the many books I read about vampires, the Original vampires are apparently really hard to kill…oh and Hayley…but we are protecting her so, she'll be safe."

Hermione smiled at her. "You know, I don't know whether to slap you or hug you…sometimes you confuse me…Ivy, this is…"

"Fucked up? Excuse my language…You know what confuses me? We've only been here for almost a week and a half and already, we have gotten ourselves into trouble." Ivy sighed.

"But we wouldn't be Ivy Potter and Hermione Granger if we weren't in some sort of trouble. I'm just worried Ivy. So much has happened and I'm just worried that she's going to find us." Hermione whispered.

Ivy squeezed her shoulder. "I know…but she won't and even if she does, we have allies…well, now we do and best thing is they can't die. So, Bellatrix will have a field day trying to kill Klaus, Rebekah and when we find him, Elijah."

"That's not what I mean…I know we have allies, but we should be doing something…looking for clues or looking for a way to stop her…we should be doing something, instead of being here and looking for Elijah or dating vampires or being linked to both a wiccan witch and werewolf. We should be doing something!" Hermione shouted, causing Ivy to jump back and stare at her.

"We…are doing something." Ivy whispered.

"I know…we are helping vampires instead of helping ourselves…" Hermione muttered, crossing her arms over her chest.

Ivy sighed, getting up from her seat and walking over to the window that was behind him. She leaned against it, before staring at the back of Hermione's head. "What would you have me do? Seek Bellatrix out? Ask her what she wants apart from my death?"

"At least that'll be something, because all you've done lately is nothing…" Hermione snapped, turning around and facing Ivy.

Ivy gasped. "Nothing? What do you mean?"

"All we've done since we've been here is, like you said, get into trouble when we already have trouble in our lives. I'm saying that haven't done nothing but you've put the situation that's happening here first instead of our situation. It's like you've given up on fighting…not fighting the witches or the vampires here but you've given up on fighting Bellatrix. Why? Don't you want to bring her down? Get revenge or retaliation for our friends? Our family? Why aren't you fighting back?" Hermione demanded to know, getting up from her seat. Ivy could see that tears had begun to form in her eyes and she sniffed, trying to fight her own tears.

"Because we've lost more than we've won against her…Ron, Molly, Arthur, Ginny, George, Percy, Bill and Fleur…Neville…god only knows what happened to Luna but I assumed she's gone and Kingsley too…Teddy…my godson…Hagrid…your parents…Every-time we've gone up against her, we've lost…" she sniffed, silent tears falling down her face.

Hermione scoffed, turning away from Ivy. "Yeah, we've lost everyone…so what's stopping you now? Like you said before, we've already lost almost everyone…so, who do you have to lose now?"

"You…"

Hermione stiffened and she turned back to Ivy, shock in her eyes.

Ivy continued. "All I have left is you...I want to fight I do but I am scared that if I do fight her again, I'm going to lose you and I can't have that." She fought the urge to break down as silent sobs rocked through her body. She continued. "I can't…I will not lose you. You are my best friend, my sister and my family…the only family I have left and I will not lose it."

Hermione looked down at her feet, her mouth slightly opened. Then taking a few steps, she launched herself at Ivy, pulling her into a hug and holding her close.

"You're not going to lose me…not if I have any say in it." She mumbled against her friend.

Ivy nodded. "Good…but I still won't take that chance…"

Hermione pulled back. "I understand…I do…"

"Good…" Ivy spoke.

Hermione rested the palms of her hands on Ivy's shoulders. "Hey, you are not going to lose me…and besides, who else is supposed to keep you out of trouble's way? I mean, I don't think your godmother knows, but trouble tends to follow you everywhere…and you need me…and speaking of, I'm not your only family…You have a godmother now…"

"Yeah I do…I have a godmother…" Ivy whispered to herself.

"Yeah…where is she by the way? You didn't tell me anything when you met up with Hayley and myself." Hermione asked, crossing her arms.

"She wanted to ask Sophie to do a locating spell on the daggers. Apparently, if we can locate the dagger, we can find Elijah. But I explained to her that witches can't do magic because of Marcel and she didn't like that, nor did she like that Sophie hurt me. She's supposedly my godmother but she doesn't act it…well, in way I think she does but she confuses me." Ivy replied.

"She's a vampire…they are all very confusing. And, she's a bitch." Hermione pointed out.

Ivy laughed. "But she's a good bitch…"

Hermione giggled. "That she is…speaking of bitches, where's Hayley?"

Ivy chuckled. "That's a good joke, because Hayley's a werewolf…good one Mia…and I don't know…did she text you back?"

Hermione glared at her. "Don't me Mia…but yeah, she did…she said she wanted some time alone…considering what has happened in the last two weeks, the girl needs a little space."

"I like the name Mia…But anyways, Hayley shouldn't be on her own. We should go and find her." Ivy suggested. Hermione sighed, nodded and grabbed her beaded bag.

Ivy noticed that it was now night-time, and so she along with Hermione headed to the door, walking outside only to be stopped by the sight before them. Standing in front of them, were Hayley, Rebekah and a furious Klaus, who seemed to be picking up what looked to be a dead body and placing it on a wooden pedestal, along with two other dead bodies. Both Hermione and Ivy stopped at the sight.

Sure, Ivy had seen her fair share of dead bodies, but to actually see more, it was still a shock. She, along with Hermione walked closer to the scene, in which Hayley turned around and noticed them. Rebekah did as well, and Klaus just stared at them.

"What in the bloody hell is this?" Ivy questioned, looking at the dead bodies to Klaus.

"Seems like the mother of my child got herself into a bit of a bind and my dear sister her thought it would be a good idea to kill the vampires that were terrorising Hayley here. This, loves, is why I told you during the week to never leave the house! Werewolves are banned in the Quarter. I had a plan and your little day outing and night stroll has now put it all in peril." Klaus ranted.

They noticed that one of the bodies was still moving and Rebekah walked towards the body but was stopped by Klaus

"Leave him! You've done enough, dear sister…Leaving a trail of bodies like a roadmap to my door." He snarled at her.

"If I hadn't overheard this lot bragging about werewolf heads, everyone here would be screwed. And don't give me that crap about having a plan. You've had all the time in the world to execute a plan and no-one's seen you do a damn thing!" Rebekah yelled at him. She took a breath before continuing. "Elijah took a deal to protect not only your child, but the wand-wielders as well because he wanted to save you from your selfish rotten self. But obviously you don't give a damn about the child or Elijah, or Ivy and Hermione, because what have you done to honour it?"

"I have done everything…" he began but was stopped by Ivy, who scoffed.

"Oh really? Well you have a funny way of showing it, considering all you've done is talk and hang out with Marcel and also, what was that today? I mean, you were basically my pimp, selling me out to him like that!" Ivy growled at him.

"You did what?" Rebekah snarled.

"If you would just shut up, I shall explain it for you. From the day I arrived, Marcel hasn't trusted me. From day one, he's had his vampires ingest toxic vervain, which as you know little sister, protects them from our mind control trick that we do. I needed and I still do need a spy. Someone on the inside, with me, who Marcel would never suspect… So I created a day zero and got there first. Marcel had just lost six vampires, thanks to your little murder spree and he needed new recruits…so I made the new one mine before he'd had even a drop of vervain. But we all know the real way to a man is through his heart…hence the reason why I encouraged Ivy here to accept the date because Marcel is really smitten by her enchanting green eyes. Of course, he was interested in Hermione, but he changed his affections to Miss Ivy because of her beauty, no offense Hermione." Klaus told them.

Hermione shrugged. "None taken…"

"Why?" Ivy questioned.

"Because he believes that you are a mystery and he wants to solve it, so to speak. Don't not underestimate yourself Ivy…despite your attitude, you really are a quite a beauty and Marcel, as they say, likes you. And as for this pathetic creature behind me, I'm going to drain him of vervain" he stopped, and turned around to grab to barely conscious vampire and dragged him towards the house and continued speaking. "I will compel him to believe that his mates found religion and moved to Utah, so that he can explain to Marcel why he lost three more vampires tonight."

They all followed Klaus into the house, walking inside and stopping near the staircase.

"So basically, you want me to be your eyes and ears when you're not with Marcel and when Marcel is with me? Gee, use me why don't you?" Ivy muttered, standing next to Rebekah, with Hermione by her side. Hayley stood near the doorway.

"Well, you can't very well let those witchy talents go to waste. He likes you, I see an opportunity and so I believe that we can bring him down. Now, does anyone have any more questions?" he raised his arms in the air before crossing them across his chest.

He waited for a moment before continuing. "No? Good, because I have a question. Who in their right mind thought that it was a good idea for all of you spend the day in the French Quarter and why did Hayley wonder off on her own?"

Rebekah sighed. "They've been cooped up for a week, I thought they might need a bit of fresh air, but I wonder too brother, why did Hayley wonder of on her own and didn't stick with Ivy and Hermione?"

They all turned to Hayley, who was fiddling with her hands.

Klaus snapped. "Answer me!"

"You wanna know what I was doing? Why I left Hermione and Ivy?" Hayley began, walking to Klaus. "I was buying poison, so that I could put your little baby out of its misery."

Ivy and Hermione gasped, as Rebekah clenched beside them, the look of shock on all their faces. Then suddenly, Klaus blurred towards Hayley, lifting her up by her throat and pushing her against the wall. Ivy reacted quickly, pulling out her wand and shouting "Stupefy!" at him, causing a red light to blast out from her wand and hit Klaus, in which sent him across the room, into the living room in which he landed with a hard thud on the floor. Hermione raced towards Hayley, grabbing her in a tight protective hold, while Ivy stood in front of them, her wand raised as Klaus pulled himself up from the floor. He blurred towards her, but was stopped by Rebekah, who grabbed him and blurred him to the staircase, pushing him against the staircase.

"Nik! Don't you dare lay your hands on them! Hayley is pregnant and Ivy is my goddaughter, which makes her family so keep your hands off them for gods sake!" she yelled him.

"Listen to your sister Klaus because if you try that again, I will not hesitate to use an Unforgivable curse on you, you bloody idiot!" Ivy growled at him, moving so that she was still in front of Hermione and Hayley, but directly behind Rebekah and in Klaus's eyesight. She still had her wand raised at him and she wasn't backing down. She looked behind her and saw that Hermione was trying to help Hayley breath.

"Listen to her Klaus…Goddam it…all of this bluster about not wanting the child, and then second she tells you she's ready to get rid of it?" Rebekah inquired, looking at her brother. Ivy looked at him, and saw his face change from anger, to fear in a manner of seconds. Ivy could tell that he cared about the child.

"It's okay to care Klaus. It's okay to want something…" Hermione spoke from behind them. Klaus stared at Hermione, and Ivy saw the tender gaze between the two.

"She's right…it's all Elijah was trying to do, all he's ever wanted for you. All we've ever wanted." Rebekah spoke softly. Klaus nodded, his eyes wetting and he lowered himself onto the seat in the front of the staircase. Rebekah sat next to him and Ivy lowered her wand, placing it by her side.

"I gave Elijah to Marcel." He told them.

Ivy gasped. "Wait what?"

Klaus looked to her. "Marcel was getting nervous. It's bad enough that one Original returned to town but two? Or three? His crew was getting antsy. He wanted Elijah gone and so I gave him a peace offering."

Ivy scoffed as Rebekah snarled. "You battered our brother…"

"I have a plan…Gain Marcel's trust, dismantle his empire and honour Elijah's wishes that the child is born and that Ivy is safe. I am executing that plan in the only way I know how. If you don't like it dear sister, there's the door." Klaus said.

"Klaus, this is not the way. I can see that you are used to doing things on your own but this is not the way." Ivy muttered.

"And what would you know? You can barely speak about your past without acting like a raving lunatic and you have nightmares about it, yet you don't speak about it. So tell, what would you know about my troubles?" Klaus spat at her.

She sighed. "You're right…I don't know what it's like to be the spoilt brother who daggers his family simply because he's afraid of some low common vampire-"

He stood up. "You-"

"I am not done! You wanna know what I know? I had a mad raving lunatic, even more spoilt and cruel than you, try to kill me at birth and then when I went to Hogwarts, he still tried to kill me almost each year I was there. You see, he believed that magic should be contained within 'pure-blood' families and muggle born witches, like Hermione, so witches who had normal human parents, were a disgrace and he killed them." She stopped, turning to Hermione, before facing Klaus again. "And then he decided to believe in some pathetic prophecy about how a half blood like him would be his downfall, so he killed my parents and then tried to kill me. When I was trying to find ways to bring him down, I couldn't do it alone. I had Hermione and I had Ron, and together, all three of us found ways to bring him down, which resulted in him killing me in order to complete the task."

He frowned. "Killing…but you're alive…"

"I am…because we had a plan. You see the prophecy was that 'neither could live while the other survived'. Meaning, we would have had to kill each other eventually but he made that difficult because he split his soul into several pieces and place them into things, including myself, but that's a story for another day. But what I am trying to say is that you can't do things on your own. Sometimes, you need help and if you want to bring down Marcel, then we will bring him down, and we'll get Elijah back. And keep the witches happy. But it will take all of us." Ivy said, staring at him.

He sighed. "I will take it into consideration…but I think that you need to get ready for a certain date, don't you think? You said I need help? Well, get dressed, put on something flirty and go on the date with Marcel. Gain his trust, and report back to me."

"Klaus…" Ivy began.

"No, you said I needed help? This is what I need…Or don't you want Elijah back?" he taunted.

Ivy nodded and stared at Hermione, who gave her a small smile. She then turned to Rebekah, who had guilt in her eyes

"Do not blame yourself about my past. You did not know. But I look forward to getting to know you. But for now, I have a date to get ready for." She told Rebekah and left the group.

Rebekah sighed. "Was she really hunted by a madman?"

Hermione nodded. "Yes…and now we are being hunted by his trusty advisor, Bellatrix, who wants retaliation for his death."

"That witch will not lay a hand on Ivy…" Rebekah snarled. In truth, Rebekah remembered the dark-haired witch called Bellatrix Lestrange. She also remembered the dark Lord Voldemort, and she felt guilty that he wanted to kill Ivy. Although he was dead, she still wanted to make him suffer. She had only known Ivy for a day, but already she was family as she was Rebekah's goddaughter. Rebekah missed her friend dearly and could see that Ivy was a spitting image of her mother and father.

Klaus, who had been quiet, looked at the three women left standing. "Well, this has been fascinating. Well I'm off to drain a certain vampire of vervain…you three ladies can either help Ivy or do whatever, I'm not fussed."

He then left the room. Hayley placed her arm on Hermione and gave her a small smile.

"I'm gonna go help Ivy…Wanna join me?" she asked Hermione.

"Yes…soon, I need to go to the loo…so I'll meet you there?" Hermione replied, causing the werewolf to frown at her response, but thought nothing of it and walked up the stairs, with Rebekah in tow.

Hermione sighed, taking a few deep breaths before walking outside, in which she saw Klaus dragging the unconscious man that moved earlier towards the house. He stopped when he saw her, a curious look forming on his face.

"Hermione, while I don't mind your company, I have, as you can see, matters to attend to that don't involve you. Not that your help is not appreciated, I rather do this myself…" Klaus spoke.

"I'm not here to help to drag this man and drain him or whatever…I need your help…for my own matters…" She informed him.

He smirked. "And whatever do you need me for? You are a capable wand-wielder, I'm sure that whatever it is, you can do yourself."

"That may be so…but what I ask is your help in getting revenge…bringing down a person that is evil…Something from which I've come to noticed, you're very good at…you are good at planning revenge and bringing someone to your knees…" Hermione stated.

He frowned. "Revenge? I'm intrigued…tell me, who is the receiver?"

"Bellatrix Lestrange…and before you say anything, you should know that I have thought about this…but enough is enough. Both Ivy and myself have been on the run for many years and I want, no I need to find out her weaknesses…Every-time we've gone up against her, we've lost…but no more…I need you to help bring her down…to find ways to kill her…I will show you everything…my memories, everything…if you want our help bringing down Marcel, then I want your help in return to bring down Bellatrix. She has taken people from me, from Ivy…and now Ivy has given because she's afraid to lose me…but not if I get Bellatrix first…if I can find a way to bring her down and revenge for the things that she has done to Ivy and myself, then we will be free to live in peace and that is what I want…"

He looked at her, stumped, before shaking his head. "Well, then…I cannot say that I am not interested…but I must warn you, if you go down this path, you may never come back…the path of revenge and retaliation is not an easy one…it is dark, twisted and you are pure, light and heaven…if you are sure, this path will not be an easy one. Are you sure that you want my help? Are you really sure that you want to do this?"

Hermione nodded. "I want peace…I want Ivy to stop being afraid that she's going to lose me…I need to do this…"

"Well then," he smirked, twitching his lips into a smile, "when do we start?"

Ivy arrived to the café/bar ten minutes before nine o'clock, and looked inside. She noticed that it was empty, and that the only costumer in the bar was the man himself, Marcel. She cursed herself for doing this, but she wanted Elijah back. Not because of the connection they shared, though if she was being honest with herself, she would admit it because of the connection, but no, she wanted to save Elijah because he had saved her and was there for her and so, she wanted to return the favour and if returning the favour meant she had to date the enemy to Elijah back, then so be it.

She gave her outfit a look-over in the window, using the light and the reflection to point out any mishaps. Thanks to the advice of Hayley, who had helped her chose her outfit, since Rebekah went off on her own and Hermione was also mysteriously missing, she looked beautiful. She had on long black skinny jeans, brown ankle-length boots and a white patterned blouse. She had her long hair down in waves, her clear contacts that had been magicked to stay in place and she had glamoured her lightning bolt scar, as well as her 'I Must Not Lies' scar on her hand. Although she had made up excuses for both scars, she thought that it was better to be safe than sorry and had cast a glamour charm on them, so that Marcel would ask questions about them. Her trusty holly and phoenix feather wand was tucked in her boots and she had a small bag with a thin shoulder strap over her body.

She took a deep breath and opened the door, walking inside the café/bar and forcing herself to smile as Marcel noticed her walk in.

"You made it…" He greeted, walking over to her and leading her to the table. He helped her sit down and walked over to the bar, grabbing a bottle of liquor and heading back to the table.

"I did…after much thought…I don't usually do things like this…In fact at all…You are the first in ages…" She told him.

"I'm flattered…that I'm the first date…" He smiled at her, pouring the liquor, which turned out to be whiskey, into two short glasses and handing one to her. "Cheers, to your first date…"

"Is this a date? I thought it was a drink to see if I can trust you…" She smirked, raising the glass to her lips and taking a sip. The alcohol burned her throat and she cleared it before looking at him.

"Well, then…I guess I just have to earn your trust then…" he said, his eyes twinkling. She rolled her own and looked around.

"Very quiet tonight…" she observed.

"I uh, sent everyone home for the night…I am your humble host…" he told her, refilling their classes and moving his chair a little closer.

She scoffed. "Well, aren't you the flatterer? Well, extra points for flare…"

He laughed. "And the night is just getting started…"

He gave her a smile, showing of his white teeth and she had to admit, the man was a flirt and a charmer. But as she stared into Marcel's deep black eyes, she could only think of the kind and warm brown eyes that were currently closed in a coffin.

He continued to stare at her. "So, what did make you want to come tonight? I mean, you said that you have to trust me, so what made you decide to come?"

She couldn't very well tell him that Klaus had forced her and that she had an agenda and so she sighed, "Everyone deserves a chance…even men like you who cannot flirt to save his life…"

He laughed, and was about to say something when suddenly the doors burst opened and in stormed Rebekah, mad and furious. She walked over to them, standing in front of Marcel, and gave a look to Ivy before turning back to Marcel.

"You lied to me…Where's my brother?" she demanded to know. Ivy frowned at her godmother, wondering why she was going off the plan that had been set into motion.

"Hello to you too…Ivy, this is Rebekah…Rebekah, meet Ivy…" Marcel spoke, gesturing between the two.

Ivy looked at her, wondering what to say and Rebekah gave her a slight shake of her head. "Well, I see that you still have a thing for beautiful young women…"

Ivy was about to speak, to try to make sense of the situation when suddenly, her godmother grabbed Marcel by the neck and flew him against the wall, causing Ivy to jump back in shock and watch the scene before her. Of course, she couldn't let Marcel know that she knew about vampires and so shouted at her god-mother as an attempt to go along with her cover as an innocent bystander.

"What the in the bloody hell?! What is going on?!" she shouted, watching Rebekah hold Marcel in a chokehold against the wall.

"Tell me where he is or I will kill you!" Rebekah ignored her niece, her focus only on Marcel.

Ivy held her breath, wondering if Marcel would tell Rebekah as he leaned in to Rebekah's face.

"No…you won't…" he whispered.

Rebekah nodded, turning around and facing Ivy, her hold still on Marcel. She looked at her, mouthing 'do you trust me?' and Ivy nodded slightly before Rebekah let go of Marcel.

"Perhaps you're right…" she spoke softly, before blurring towards Ivy and pushing her against the wall. Ivy was shocked, but wasn't hurt. If anything, Rebekah's hold on her was light, harmless but Ivy somehow knew that Rebekah was doing it to provoke Marcel, and so Ivy pretended to gasp, as if she was afraid and she breathed deeply, making her heart beat fast. Somehow, it worked, as Marcel sneered and walked towards them.

"No, I can't kill you, but I can kill her…" Rebekah taunted Marcel.

Marcel snarled, his hands rose in surrender. "Let her go…You won. I'll take you to see Elijah."

Rebekah turned to Ivy, who was still pretending to gasp and breath heavily and she let go of her, causing Ivy to drop but Ivy found her balance. Rebekah gave her a look in which Ivy nodded ever so slightly.

She gasped a little more, keeping her cover up. "What the bloody hell was that?! Who are you people?"

Marcel walked towards her, laying his hands gently on her shoulders. Ivy knew what he was about to do, but both she and Rebekah knew that she couldn't be compelled, but she acted if she was anyway.

"Shhh…it's okay…Go home…forget about all this and just know that I will make it up to you…I promise…" he told, his pupils dilating and she blinked, feeling the influence but it nothing for her. He turned to Rebekah. "You want to see Elijah? Fine, follow me…"

The two vampires left and Ivy felt herself relax. She didn't know whether to be angry at her godmother or glad that her godmother was demanding to see Elijah or confused about the whole thing. She also underestimated her power over Marcel and she underestimated the length that her godmother would go through just to her brother back, all because Marcel was scared and Klaus needed a way in. In other words, she was simply confused. She straighten up, walked outside of the café/bar and started walking to the spot where she had apparated earlier today. It was a safe spot for her to apparate back to the mansion. As she walked, she thought about the events of the night and couldn't help but to make an observation.

"Bloody hell…this is turning more into a soap opera everyday…"

It was morning, and Ivy had awoken to the soft sounds of Hayley talking to Klaus. She toned out the voices and thought about the events that happened the night before. After Ivy had apparated home, only Hayley was up and she had explained to Hayley about what had happened at the bar. Hayley then told her that she had a conversation with Rebekah that resulted in her giving the remaining stakes to the blonde haired vampire and so, gave the vampire the means to seek out her own plan to get Elijah back. Ivy wondered how Hayley managed to find and obtain the stakes, but shook her head as she was worried about her godmother. Rebekah had not returned since leaving the bar and she was worried, but at the same time, curious. She also wondered if Rebekah had found Elijah, and would be returning home with him.

Ivy shook her head and pulled the blankets off her, pulling on a pair of yoga pants as she already had on a grey top and underwear. She walked out of her room, stopping just for a moment near Hermione's door, but thought the better of it. Although she and Hermione had patched things up after their talk, she was wary and wanted to give Hermione her space. She wasn't there when she had the talk with Hayley and so thought that maybe Hermione needed space. She continued walking, going down the steps, only to see that Klaus was following her. She turned to him and he smirked at her, in which she rolled her eyes and continued to walk down the stairs. She stopped near the entryway to the living room, as the front door had opened and her godmother and furiously stormed into the house, slamming the door as she did.

"You were right…" Rebekah announced as she walked towards Ivy and Klaus. "The way to get through to a man his through his heart and Ivy here is the key…and I don't like it. I mean, if she was any other wand-wielder I wouldn't care but she is my goddaughter and while I don't condone using Ivy, but it seems that we have no other choice…but, as I was saying, Marcel likes our dear Ivy and because of that, I got to see the secret weapon that you've been going on about."

Klaus smirked. "Well, don't stand on ceremony…what is it?"

"It's not a what…it's a who…A girl, Davina. She can't be more than sixteen and has a power that very powerful. Not more powerful than our dear Ivy and Hermione, as their power comes from a magical core from within but this girl is powerful." She told them, causing Klaus to frown but Ivy was curious. No wiccan witch was powerful than a wand-wielder, as they were the most powerful but Rebekah continued, causing Ivy to be intrigued. "She's not just any witch…I don't think she's a wand-wielder as her magic wasn't that powerful, but she's something that I've never seen before and now, because of you, she has Elijah. Who knows what she could do to him?"

"Where is she?" Klaus asked.

Rebekah was about to answer, but frowned, trying to remember. "That clever bitch…I don't know…"

Ivy frowned, as she was wondering what wiccan witch would have the power to remove a vampire's memories. Sure, Ivy could, using a simple spell, but for a wiccan witch to remove a memory was unheard of.

"She removed your memories…interesting…" Ivy murmured.

"How so?" Rebekah asked.

"Because the only witches that have the power to remove the memories of any creature are the wand-wielders, that is myself and Hermione. For a wiccan witch to remove the memory, she has power. Maybe not as power as us, but she could give us a run for our money…so, that means that Marcel possesses a weapon that is powerful than an original vampire, but not as powerful as us." Ivy told them.

"Well then, it's a good thing that you're on our side, is it not?" Klaus smirked.

"That may be so brother, but it doesn't change the fact that you handed our brother to Marcel and that bitch. How many times will Elijah forgive you? How lone until his hope for your redemption finally dies?" Rebekah shouted at him, turning away and walking into the living room. Both Klaus and Ivy followed her.

Klaus snarled. "I did what I had to do. Marcel took our home!"

"And our home is worthless without family. I am finding Elijah…whatever it takes…now, are you two going to help me?" She looked to both Ivy and Klaus.

Klaus took a deep breath as Ivy nodded. "Yes…I will help you…

Klaus stared at Ivy before turning to his sister.

"Whatever it takes…"