Original Blood

Chapter V.

Author's Note- I can't say how much I appreciate all of your reviews. They really do help to motivate me. This next chapter starts at the beginning of TVD Season I, however there will be many changes. It will not simply be a re-cap of the show. We get more characters coming in, and time will move fairly fast. I really want to get the other Originals in this soon. I'm introducing both Anna and Pearl in this chapter. Both of them will be staying alive, I rather like them. Elena is kinda bratty in this. I'm not exactly bashing her, she just will come to slowly realize she is not the center of the universe in my story. Katerina will be in the next chapter and she'll have a fairly big role.

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Harry sighed as he made his way out of his new car, a new Range Rover SUV, and made his way inside the Gilbert residence. It had been three months since the accident that had claimed the life of the Gilbert patriarch Grayson Gilbert. Harry had retrieved him as fast as he could, and the paramedics had even been able to revive the man. However, his brain had gone without oxygen for too long, and he was essentially brain dead. Harry had even tried using his blood on the man, but it had no effect. Brain damage of that sort was one of the very few things his blood was incapable of healing.

It was with a heavy heart that a fully recovered Miranda Gilbert had pulled the plug after two weeks and a court injunction. John Gilbert, the- in Harry's opinion creepy younger brother of Grayson, had insisted they leave him on life support. He knew the man was trying different vials of vampire blood on his brother; he could smell it. It was no use though. If Harry's blood, which could even cure cancer, could not fix Grayson; there was nothing else that possibly could.

Harry tried to be there for his cousins, Miranda and Jeremy especially, ever since the man's funeral. He may not have liked Grayson all that much, but he was their husband and father. Harry knew well what it was like to be deprived of those you loved.

Throughout the summer, he became eternally grateful to Jenna. She was a real rock that was a constant ray of light for the greiving family. Jenna had made it her mission to do everything in her power to be there for her sister. Whenever Miranda would get too depressed, Jenna would always be there to brighten her day, as well as remind her that she had to be strong for her children's sake.

Harry had been especially worried about Jeremy. For a boy his age to have grown up with a father all of their lives, and then for him to suddenly be ripped away; Harry wasn't sure how to help him. He didn't know what he'd do if someone had taken his Uncle Eli away from him. That was the reason he made sure he was at their house every day; whether his cousin wanted him there or not.

Some days he just sat with Jeremy in silence.

Some days he would take Jeremy out to the country and show him spells that caused large amounts of damage and let him take out his frustrations on the world around them.

And then there were some days when his cousin felt like he just couldn't take anything more and Harry was there to give him a shoulder to cry on and a brotherly hug.

Elena, Harry had noticed, had taken to writing in her diary...constantly. It seemed to be her coping mechanism. Harry was unsure how healthy that was, but she said it helped, and he wasn't one to push. Everyone dealt with things in their own unique way he supposed.

One thing that puzzled Harry was what he had seen the night of the accident, as well as what his cousins had seen.

The appearance of that other vampire unnerved Harry. He had gone through some old photo's and recognized the creature as the Ripper of Monterey; Stefan Salvatore. That was worrying as he could have sworn he had seen Damon Salvatore speaking with Elena that night. This was further supported by the fact he knew she had been compelled.

He had told Jeremy of what he had seen, and who he suspected they were so he could keep an eye out. He hoped he was wrong though, as the Salvatore brother's history of being in the same town together never ended well for anybody...especially humans.

He also did not know what his cousins had seen. Most of what he did that night could be explained away by his strong wizarding powers. Some of it however, could not.

Jenna was the main person he was curious about.

Harry knew both Miranda and Elena had been unconscious throughout most of the ordeal. Jenna on the other hand had been awake. He almost wished she'd question him because he was rather tired of hiding a large part of himself. He was fairly confident Jenna would not have an issue.

Miranda on the other hand, well he supposed it just depended on how much of an influence the elder male Gilbert's had had upon his cousin. He could always obliviate her if she reacted poorly, though he would truly hate to resort to that. If his suspicions were correct though, and there were other vampires coming around Mystic Falls, he felt his relatives deserved to know.

He pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind as he entered the house.

Jenna, who had temporarily moved in to help Miranda, was running around the kitchen trying to make sure they had everything they needed for the day.

He chuckled quietly to himself; amused by her headless chicken impression.

"We're not nervous today are we?" Harry asked her with a saardonic grin on his face.

Jenna immediately brightened at the sight of him, or perhaps more importantly at the sight of the caramel machiatto with an extra shot of expresso he brought her. He usually tried to bring coffees over when he came by in the mornings.

She made a bee line for him and gave him a quick hug and kiss on the cheek.

"Oh, how I've missed you my love," she murmered to her cappucino.

"I'm sure it feels the same, should I give the two of you some time alone?" Harry asked her brightly.

"Now, where is my little brat of a cousin? It's his first day of high school, and I certainly don't wish to be late." Harry said.

That was when they both heard what sounded like a thundering herd coming down the stairs.

It was merely Jeremy following the scent of his own waiting cappucino.

He grabbed it out of Harry's hand and proceeded to root around in the bag he brought full of fresh-baked cinnamin buns.

Harry watched as the boy seemingly inhaled the pastry in under thirty seconds.

"Yes, I'm fine, and it's lovely to see you too. Of course you can have a pastry, and you're more than welcome," Harry muttered dryly as Jeremy slowly came to life from the sugar and caffine he was practically inhaling.

Jenna chuckled at their antics in the background as she munched on her own breakfast at a more sedate pace.

Jeremy finally raised his head up after demolishing his pastry and half his coffee.

"Good morning to you too cuz," Jeremy told him, finally awake.

"Ready for your first day of high school? I know of a certain youngest member of the Fell family that just got back in town last night that is looking forward to seeing you," Harry told Jeremy.

Jeremy's young girlfriend Aria Fell had been away for the past month, and Harry was more than happy for the girl's return. With her out of town, Harry had been the only one that had really made much of an effort to help Jeremy. He had also noticed the longer Aria was gone, the more Jeremy's eyes wandered to Matt's slut of a sister Vicki. The last thing Jeremy needed in the current time was to start his high school career of in some drug-induced stupor with the town skank.

"Yup, let's get there already," Jeremy said.

"Does Elena need a ride?" Harry asked

Elena had avoided cars and driving in particular all summer long. After the accident, Harry found it to be perfectly understandable, and had lent his person out as a chauffer on numerous occaisions.

"No thanks, Harry," Elena said coming into the kitchen.

"I'm hitching a ride with Bonnie this morning," Elena explained.

"Alright then," Harry said.

"Ready Jer?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, let's go," Jeremy said making his way out of the house.

"Have a good day ladies," Harry said to Elena and Jenna as he too made his way outside to his waiting cousin.

After making his way through the school and ensuring Jeremy had everything he needed and knew where to go, Harry made his way to his first class of the day: History with Coach Tanner.

'Oh, the joy,' thought Harry as he entered the room.

Because he was more advanced than some his age, Harry had several classes with both juniors and seniors. History was one of them.

He found a seat near the back and got out his belongings for the class.

It was not long untill the room was full. Elena and many of her friends were also in this class. It took him several minutes to realize, and really the only reason he did was because of the furtive looks Elena kept shooting the boy; but he eventually noticed he was sitting not two desks away from that damned Ripper.

'What the hell was the Ripper of Monterey doing in a school full of children?' Harry silently wondered.

'The beast was like one hundred and seventy years old or something like that. Was he hungry and planning to use the high school as his feeding grounds? Surely it had more sense than that?' Harry thought.

Those cutsie little looks Elena was sharing with the Ripper were also starting to annoy him. He began to wonder if perhaps the Salvatore vampire had not come to a school full of children to eat them, but rather because he was obsessed with Harry's cousin.

'Oh well. He would watch, and he would make that damn ripper's life a living hell before he finally granted him the mercy of death if he showed any signs of being a danger to anyone Harry cared about,' Harry thought.

Harry left class that day knowing Stefan Salvatore's eyes were following him. Frankly he dared the baby vampire to even think to challenge him.

After practice that day, Harry drove Jeremy home. He was somewhat surprised to see Stefan Salvatore standing on the porch talking to Elena. He had warned Jeremy to be careful around him. For the moment that was all he could do, as he did not wish to bring attention to himself.

The next day passed in a blur as Harry picked up Fell sisters after school. After getting Jeremy, they made it out to the back to school bonfire. Alex and Aria Fell were both dressed to kill showing ample cleavage to the two cousins, mush to the envy of most of the males present.

They both noticed that Elena had invited Stefan Salvatore despite Caroline trying to cling on to him. Well, as long as he kept his fangs to himself, they had better things to do that night.

A couple of hours later, they were all feeling pleasantly buzzed from their drinks, and Jeremy and Harry were quietly amusing themselves by causing small acts of minor magical mischief to some of their least favorite people at the scene.

"Watch this cuz," Harry whispered as he pointed to the Ripper.

Harry waved a hand using a silent incantation directed at Stefan Salvatore who was talking softly to Elena.

"What did you do," Jeremy asked after making sure that their dates were still talking to a couple of their friends a few feet away.

"Let's just say Stefan Salvatore might be soon embarrassing himself in front of your sister. You know...it's such a shame when a man of his advanced age can't control their flatulence," Harry said with a totally straight face.

Jeremy sat there stunned for a moment. He looked at his sister, and watched shocked as Stefan turned red as a tomatoe after being unable to control his gastric reflexses. He looked utterly mortified as he stared at Elena in mute horror, unable to believe what he had just done.

Jeremy could take it no longer, and burst in to hearty laughter at the extremly unfortunate circumstances the vampire trying to mack on his sister found himself in. Harry soon joined him as he made a mental note to make a copy of his memory of this prank for his pensieve.

He was still chuckling over Stefan's plight when he heard a disturbance further off in the woods.

He felt a chill run down his spine.

Stefan Salvatore was still with Elena, so he could obviously tell it wasn't him. However, if it wasn't Stefan, who was it?

"Jeremy, somebody is being attacked in the woods...I can hear it," he told his cousin.

"Can you tell where?" Jeremy asked him.

"Yes, come on and follow me. Bring your wand out, but keep it hidden," he told him.

Quickly, the two made it out of the area of the bonfire and deeper into the woods. Harry could smell the blood. He knew where to go. Abruptly, he grabbed Jeremy and vamp speeded to the source of the blood.

It was Vicki Donovan.

She was losing alot of blood, and Harry was unsure if she would last till an ambulance got there. As no one else had seen anything untoward occur, Harry knew what to do.

"Jer, hold her head. There may not be time for an ambulance so I'm going to give her my blood and compel her to forget...she'll be as good as new." Harry said.

"Okay, just hurry up Harry. I'd hate for Matt to lose his sister," Jeremy said.

Harry nodded and extended his fangs before biting down on his own wrist.

"Open her mouth," Harry instructed.

Jeremy did as he was bid as Harry held his wrist to the dying girls mouth. Harry massaged her throat in order to be certain the blood made it in to her system.

They saw the wound on the girl's throat close up as color began to reurn to Vicki.

Jeremy was amazed at the healing abilities of Harry's blood. It was one thing to be told of how something worked, it was another thing entirely to see it in action.

Harry looked the girl in the eyes after she had come to.

"You will not remember this. You passed out from drinking and have no idea what happened. You will go home and get a good night's sleep. You will stop drinking and doing drugs and make something of your life. You will make sure that your are both supportive as well as helpful to both your brother Matt as well as yourself. You will also stay away from anything supernatural, even if you have to leave Mystic Falls and make a good life for yourself elsewhere. If another vampire tries anything with you, you will find me and tell me exactly what you saw no matter what you are compelled to do. My compulsion will always override anything another vampire instructs you to do." Harry said as he finished compelling the girl.

He had never tried a compulsion such as that, and hoped it would somehow help the girl to turn her life around. At the very least, she would no longer even feel a need for drugs and alchohol.

"Wow," Jeremy whispered in awe as they hid a ways off and observed the changes Harry had imparted into Vicki's knew psyche take effect as she came back to herself.

They watched as she picked up her phone and dialed a number.

"Matty, hey. How are you?" Vicki asked.

"No, no. I'm fine. I don't need anything. I was just about to stop by and get a late night coffee before I came home, and just wanted to make sure you didn't need anything or were hungry," she told her brother.

"No, yeah. Like I said; I'm totally fine. I just wanted to check on you." Vicki assured Matt.

"And Matty... just wanted you to know that I realize I haven't been there for you like I should have. I'm sorry about that. I want to make something of myself, and you shouldn't feel any responsibility towards me. I'm older, and it's time I started acting like it," she said.

"Alright. See you at home, and I love you Matty. Bye," Vicki said as she hung up the phone and walked towards her car.

There seemed to be a new sense of purpose to Vicki Donnovan.

Even Harry was surprised.

"Yeah. Wow's right. I didn't think it would have that much of an effect.," he told Jeremy.

"Come on, the girls will be wondering where we went," Harry said.

"Who do you think did it?" Jeremy asked.

"I'm not sure. It couldn't have been Stefan Salvatore. I was watching him when I heard the attack. I think his brother Damon Salvatore may be in town. If he is, things will get compliated. Those two can't be in the same area without a body count," Harry explained.

The two quickly re-arranged their looks of worry as they came upon the Fell sisters and rejoined the party.

After that night, as well as the weeks that followed; Harry was on high alert for vampire activity. He knew by now that there were more than just the Salvatore brothers in town. When Vicki Donovan showed up at his house right before Halloween, she had already been turned by Damon. Harry was forced to compel her again and make her a daylight ring. Unlike last time however, he decided not to take any chances. He compelled her to leave town. Matt knew she had gone, and he knew where she was, so he was not nearly as worried about her.

Harry was beginning to think there were quite a few vampires in town. His Uncle Eli had been out of town frequently using their blood to locate his siblings, but it was slow going. This left Harry more or less alone to deal with the problems that seemed to be mounting daily in Mystic Falls. Elena was getting more involved with the Salvatore brothers, and he was certain she knew what they were by now. Apparently she had even tried to have Jeremy compelled at one point by Damon.

As luck would have it, Harry had just taught Jeremy the final touches of how to successfully cast a Cruciatus Curse. Needless to say, Damon Salvatore was extremely leery of ever pissing him off again. Elena had been horrified by what Jeremy had done to Damon, untill Harry set her straight. She seemed to be getting progressively colder towards him as he did not particularly care to indulge in her, as he put it, "Twilight fantasies."

Finally, after almost three months of speculation; Harry was able to determine why the sudden increase in vampires coming to Mystic Falls. Everything had to do with the tomb under the old Fell's Church where over two dozen vampires were presently entombed. After he had disposed of the nuisance Logan Fell who had been sniffing around Jenna and raking up a body count; he discovered a rather old vampire named Anna.

She was a quirky and cute five hundred plus year old vampire that looked around fifteen. She was also quite taken with Jeremy. Apparently Jeremy had neglected to mention her because he thought Harry may try and harm her. Harry had files on most better known vampires throughout the world and he knew Anna was in no way a bad or bloodthirtsty girl. After he confronted Jeremy over it, he decided to bring Anna over.

Harry was brought out of his musings when he saw Jeremy walk in with the vampire in question.

"Harry, I'd like you to meet Anna," Jeremy introduced.

Harry took Anna's hand and placed a light kiss on the back of it; Elijah's teachings in old etiquette coming to the mind.

"Henrik James Mikaelson, a pleasure Miss," Harry said introducing himself.

Anna's entire body lagnuage abruptly changed as she stiffened at the mention of his name.

'Ah, the shadow my family casts,' thought Harry.

"Please, call me Harry. You may also ask whatever question is on your mind," he told her.

"Did you say your last name was Mikaelson?" Anna asked

"Who were your parents exactly?" she questioned, now highly curious as well as wary.

"Ah, I see." Harry said.

"Yes, I am one of those Mikaelson's. My father is Kol Mikaelson, and I too am an Original Vampire." Harry said getting to the heart of her worries.

"You have nothing to fear from me Darling," Harry said.

"I am also a bit more than a regular Original. I'm what some call, the Original Wizard. Beacause I was born, not turned; I kept all of my not inconsiderable wizarding powers. Given your own age, I'm fairly certain you've come across more wizards than just Jeremy in the past, No?" Harry asked.

"Yes, centuries ago, I'd met others. They keep to themselves far more now. Sorry, I'm just still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that Kol Mikaelson actually had a son. You know, he's the one who turned my mother Pearl," Anna said.

"Yes, Uncle Eli has mentioned the both of you before. I was unaware you were from my Father's bloodline however." Harry said.

"Uncle Eli...are you referring to Elijah Mikaelson?" she asked.

"Yup. He's the one who raised me," Harry said proudly.

"He normally lives here too, but he's out of town at the moment trying to track down where my mongrel of an uncle Niklaus has our family boxed up," Harry explained.

He did not know why, but he found himself becoming rather fond of this vampire. She was certainly unique. Jeremy certainly seemed to like her.

"Somebody actually looking for Klaus. I've heard it all now," she mumbled to herself.

"Her mother's in the tomb Harry. I know how desperately you wish for the rest of your family. Will you help her?" Jeremy asked of him.

Harry was silent for a moment. He did know how the girl felt. Plus, Pearl was never known for causing problems, and he didn't think Damon was going to stop trying without having to be killed. Harry would rather not do that, as he personally found the elder Salvatore amusing.

"Alright you guys, I'll open the tomb. Pearl was never known for causing problems, and I know both my Uncle Eli and my father were fond of her. Also, I don't know if you know, but Damon Salvatore is not going to stop until he gets his precious Katherine or rather Katerina out of there. Frankly, I'm not even convinced she's even in the damn tomb. I've heard reports of vampires loyal to my Uncle and me spotting her all over the globe." Harry said.

Anna looked both elated as well as uncomfortable.

'She knows something,' Harry thought.

"Are you certain you can overcome the protections on the tomb, it's wiccan magic and Emily Bennett was a powerful witch," she said.

"I'm positive I can get through it. Wizarding sorcery is more powerful in everything save certain rituals. It can't trap me, and I can blast it open and break the wards. I'll open it and let you retrieve your mother. Damon can look for his 'lady love', and then I'm going to destroy the rest of them." Harry said with a sense of finality.

"You know something Anna. What is it? I can see it in your eyes," Harry inquired.

"I suppose it doesen't matter if you know since your not interested in her anyway. Katerina's not in the tomb. The last time I saw her was in the 1980's. She's not interested in Damon Salvatore...at least that's what she claims," Anna confessed to him.

"I knew it! I knew that conniving little bitch was too smart to end up in that tomb. Uncle Eli didn't believe it either." Harry told them.

"Alright, this is what we're going to do. Go get the Salvatore brats and meet me and Jeremy at the tomb. I"ll get your mom out for you Anna. You two can use one of my guest cottages until she gets acclimated to things in this era. Oh Lord, Damon's going to throw a tantrum. I can already feel a head ache coming. I'll probably have to compel him not to go on a rampage." Harry said.

"You can compel vampires too? Like the rest of your family?" Anna asked curiously.

"Yup," he said proudly.

"Alright, I'll go get the Salvatores. You won't need the Bennett Witch?"

"No. I don't want Bonnie or Shelia Bennett involved. It's too dangerous. They shouldn't be used by vampires," Harry said emphatically.

"Come on Jer. Let's get this over with," Harry said.

"Of course, the Salvatores just had to bring Elena." Harry mumbled as Stefan and Damon Salvatore arrived with Anna and Elena

"Planning to feed the hungry vamps Elena?" Harry asked.

"How could you! How dare you make yourself a part of my family. Your a vampire too! Are you even related to us?" she screeched at Harry.

'Well, I guess the cat is out of the bag,' thought Harry.

"For your information Elena. I was not turned; I was born a vampire. I am both a wizard and a vampire hybrid. And of course I am actually related. Miranda's mother was my mother's sister damnit. How was I supposed to broach that subject when your parents were on the vampire killing town council. Also, incase you forgot. If I were not a vampire, you would be dead by now. There is no way a human could have saved Miranda, Jenna, and your own lives. Mind how you speak to me girl, because my patience with you is wearing quite thin." Harry stated fiercly.

There was a growl heard coming from Stefan.

"Growl at me again, and I'll rip your heart out Ripper. I'm an Original! Remember who your betters are you piece of filth," Harry growled out at Stefan when he stepped towards him in front of his 'girlfriend'.

Stefan the idiot made another step towards him and in an instant, Harry had his hands around his neck in a unbreakable grip and his hand was squeezed around his heart. One more move and he'd be dead.

"I would consider it community service to kill you. How many inoocents have you killed as the Ripper when you habitually fall off the wagon? I said mind your place, and I meant it. Now, are we going to have any further problems?" Harry asked him as he squeezed his heart tighter.

"Damon, stop him!" Elena shrieked.

Harry released the pressure on Stefan's neck and waved his free hand in Damon's direction, freezing him in place with a petrificus totalus.

Elena's eyes widened in horror when she saw he had disabled Damon without even barely moving.

"I'm sorry," Stefan wheezed out.

Harry released him and he fell to the floor.

Elena rushed to his side.

"Now, can we act like adults please?" Harry requested

"Well, I was impressed," Anna said with an approving nod of her head for Harry putting those arrogant baby vampires in place.

"Thanks, now let's get this over with," Harry said as he waved his hand again and released Damon.

"No offence Salvatore. You actually amuse me," Harry told the eldest Salvatore with a very Kol-like grin.

Damon just shook his head. Harry apparently left him thouroughly confused.

Harry lit torches along the walls as they came to the entrance of the crypt. He waved his hand and the massive stone blocking the entrance floated off the ground and over to the side. Harry then walked up to the stone archway that stood as the tombs entrance and placed his hands on the stone.

For a while, nothing seemed to happen. Then, the air thickened as fiery red lines appeared all over the tombs outer structure as the strong wiccan wards became visible.

Harry continued to concentrate and force more and more of his magic into the wards.

Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead as the visible wards seemed to catch fire. Then, with a fierce crackle, they imploded into brilliant red sparks as they slowly dissipated into the air and then into nothingness.

Harry took a minute to regain his breath. That had taken more out of him than he had expected. Emily Bennett must have been one strong witch indeed.

"Alright, go do your thing," he said to Anna and the Salvatores.

Harry took a seat on one of the steps and decided to wait. He knew he'd more than likely have to compel Damon. He wanted to do it away from Stefan and Elena as he did not wish for them to know he could do it at all.

Jeremy came over and sat beside him.

"Thanks for doing this for Anna, Harry." Jeremy said.

"No problem. I wouldn't wish anyone to be separated from their parents like that," he said with a hint of pain in his voice.

"You'll get your father back, Har. I just know it. Your Uncle won't stop untill your family is whole again." Jeremy told him encouragingly.

"Thanks, Jer." Harry said.

They spent the next few minutes in silence waiting on the others.

Soon, Anna appeared with a woman in a 19th Century outfit. The taller vampire was obviously her mother. She was slowly gaining her color back. Harry could already tell she was a stunningly beautiful woman.

As the woman drank from a blood bag, Anna came over and hugged both him and Jeremy in thanks.

"Your welcome. I'm just glad you got your mom back," he told her.

"Annabelle," Pearl said.

"Who is...Kol?" Pearl asked, mistaking Harry for his father.

"Ah, no Madame. I am Henrik Mikaelson, Kol Mikaelson's son," he told the elder vampire.

"Son? How's that possible?" she asked Harry.

"Well, it is rather complicated, but suffice to say my mother was his mate and I am an Original Vampire-Wizard hybrid."

"And please, call me Harry." Harry told the woman who was now almost back to her true self.

"My gods! The resemblance is uncanny. I used to know your father quite well. He was actually the one to save Annabelle and myself from the plague," Pearl explained to him.

"Really? I'm afraid I've never actually met him. I was raised by my Uncle Elijah. That mad dog Niklaus has him back in a box," Harry explained.

Pearl let out an almost musical laugh.

"Yes, many feel that way about your other uncle as well. Annabelle tells me you have invited us to stay in a house on your property? I thank you for that. I also have a good many amusing anecdotes of your father should you wish to hear them," she told the immortal wizard.

"You are most welcome, and I'd be delighted. Jeremy, before the Salvatores come back out take Anna and Pearl to the estate. I'll be along shortly. I just need to compel Damon to not go on a bender," Harry told them.

Jeremy nodded and helped Anna get Pearl to Harry's SUV.

When Harry heard them pull out, he headed in the tomb to compel Damon and destroy the other vampires left inside.

He passed Stefan and Elena making their way out of the tomb as Harry walked deeper towards the sound he heard Damon's tantrum coming from.

Deciding to quickly get it over with, Harry vamp sped in front of Damon.

"You will not move. You will not obsess over Katherine not being inside this tomb. You will not take out your anger on anyone else. You will kill no one or feed from them without healing them until I give you permission otherwise. You will never kill anyone for sport again. You will go home and go to sleep. You will forget that you have ever been compelled or that I even can compel you," Harry said as he stared into Damon's eyes as his pupils dialated and his compulsion took effect.

Harry quickly hid as Damon made his way out.

When he was certain everyone else was gone, he began moving all of the descicated vampires into a pile. When he was sure he had them all he stepped back.

Focusing his magic, Harry pointed his hands at the vampiric pile of rubbish. In a flash, fierce flames flew out of his hands and circled the vampires. The fire seemed to be made out of various magical creatures as they consumed the vampires and tried to escape the bonds that Harry's magic was forcing them in. The flames went on for several minutes as Harry controlled the localized blast of Fiendfyre. Soon, Harry vanished the flames which left nothing but a massive pile of ash behind. With a wave of his hand, he vanished the ash.

Satisfied with his work for the night, Harry began to make his way home. He knew he was now going to have to speak to both Jenna and Miranda. Since Elena now knew he was a vampire, he would not allow them to find out from anyone other than him. He briefly considered obliviating Elena and killing off the Salvatore brother's.

'That would certainly fix the problem,' thought Harry.

On the other hand, life would be far more dull without being able to observe the idiotic situations they get themselves in.

'Yes', he decided.

The truth was for the best. He prayed his cousins would still care for him afterwards, because he truly held them dear. He did not have much family, and he was not prepared to lose what he did have. Elena would just have to grow up, and get over herself.