The living room was chaos waiting to happen.
Tension coiled thick in the air—Damon brooding by the fire, Caroline perched beside Bonnie with her arms crossed tight, Klaus pacing like he was one word away from murder. Kol was upside down in an armchair pretending to nap, Elijah stood like a statue, Stefan was watching everyone like he already regretted being there, and Jeremy looked like he'd rather face a dozen hybrids than another strategy meeting.
The topic: Cade. The Devil. The soul-snatching puppet master they were very done with.
"We need to trap him in his own realm," Bonnie said, flipping a page in her spellbook.
"I'd rather rip out his spine and strangle him with it," Klaus growled.
"Oh, how very poetic of you," Elijah muttered.
Then—
CRASH.
The window shattered inwards in a spray of glass.
Everyone ducked, magic or fangs halfway out—until Phineas, Diana's demon owl, shot into the room like a feathery missile and slammed down onto the coffee table.
Glass everywhere. Feathers. Firelight gleaming off angry silver eyes.
In his claws: a scroll.
"...Diana?" Caroline said, half-standing.
"Who else do we know with an owl that dramatic?" Kol asked, flicking glass off his shirt.
Damon ripped the scroll open without another word and started reading aloud.
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"Dear Dad,
It's my first night at Hogwarts. And instead of sleeping like a normal person, here I am, sitting by the window, writing to you with an actual quill. (This ink bottle thing? A MESS. I already knocked it over once—don't tell anyone.)"
Bonnie grinned. "She's already causing ink disasters. Cute."
"She acts like writing with a quill is a war crime," Jeremy said.
"She's used to texting," Caroline muttered.
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"But before I forget or explode, I need to say this:
You have exactly five seconds to explain WHY THERE ARE BLOOD BOTTLES IN MY BAG."
Damon froze.
"Oh my god," Caroline said, eyes wide.
"You didn't—" Bonnie started.
"It was for emergencies!" Damon snapped. "I wasn't going to send her off to wizard school with no safety net!"
"You sent her to Hogwarts with blood next to her socks, Damon," Elijah said flatly.
Klaus barked a laugh. "Brilliant. Subtle. Let's make sure she becomes a school myth in week one."
"She's going to be 'that girl.'" Jeremy groaned.
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"I swear on your leather jackets, if anyone had seen them, I'd have become an instant urban legend—'The Vampire Child of Gryffindor.' Is that what you want?"
Kol burst out laughing. "Oh, she knows exactly what she's saying."
"That's my daughter," Damon muttered, torn between pride and regret.
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"Anyway. Let's move on before I start yelling again."
"She's already yelling," Stefan pointed out.
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"I got sorted into Gryffindor—yes, I know, laugh it out. Regulus totally owes you ten dollars. You both thought I'd be Slytherin for sure, didn't you?"
"Wait, Regulus bet on this?" Klaus frowned.
"I'm more offended I wasn't included," Kol said.
"Gryffindor suits her," Caroline said proudly. "She's stubborn and reckless and loyal. It fits."
"Sounds like someone else I know," Stefan added, glancing at Damon.
Damon rolled his eyes and kept reading.
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"I made a friend! Her name's Hermione Granger. She's Muggle-born too, but honestly? I think she might secretly be a magical encyclopedia in disguise."
Bonnie smiled. "Granger. I like her already."
"She's definitely smarter than Kol," Jeremy added.
"Not a high bar," Rebekah said, walking in with a wine glass like she'd been listening the whole time.
"Rude."
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"Also, her parents are actual dentists.
I KNOW.
Dentists.
The horror."
Caroline giggled.
"She's so dramatic," Kol said with admiration. "I love it."
"She is dramatic," Damon agreed.
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"Do you think we could adopt a cat??"
"No," Damon said immediately.
"She deserves one," Bonnie said sweetly.
"She'll train it to commit war crimes," Stefan muttered.
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"(Yes, all of you nosy people who are definitely reading this over Dad's shoulder.)"
Every single person froze.
"She called us out mid-letter," Rebekah said, sipping her wine. "Impressive."
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"Did you know I had a brother?
A biological one?
Because I sure as hell didn't."
Silence.
Damon blinked.
"Wait. What?" Caroline said.
"He walked up to me like I was the lost princess of some ancient kingdom and introduced himself all dramatic like: 'I'm Draco Malfoy.'"
Klaus actually snarled.
"Malfoy? That family?" Jeremy hissed.
"Excuse me?" Kol said. "She has a brother? Since when?!"
Damon was fuming. "Regulus knew."
"Oh, he definitely knew," Stefan said, voice low.
"Damon," Bonnie said carefully, "breathe."
"BREATHE? That bloody bastard has spent the last ten years talking about Quidditch and James bloody Potter and some tragic poetry he wrote in the '70s, but he couldn't tell us this?"
"He probably thought it wasn't the right time," Rebekah offered.
"The right time was literally anytime before this letter," Damon snapped.
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"I don't remember that life. I'm not even sure I want to.
When I think of home, I think of you, Dad."
That shut everyone up.
Damon's jaw tightened. His eyes didn't move from the parchment.
"She doesn't want them," he said softly. "She chose us."
Caroline reached for his hand. He let her.
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"Tell Kol I'll try to smuggle him some magical snacks if I don't eat them all first."
Kol grinned. "My girl."
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"And for the love of Jesus—no more blood bottles in my stuff."
Damon scowled. "Noted."
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He dropped the letter onto the table. Silence buzzed.
"I'm going to kill Regulus," Damon said.
"Get in line," Klaus growled.
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Invisible String | TVD x WIZARDING WORLD
Fanfiction"a string that pulled me out of all the wrong arms, right into that dive bar." a crossover: wizarding world x vampire diaries just a heads-up guys: this story's more focused over a family than any love angle-there would be minor lovey-dovey subplots...
