I do not own Harry Potter or the Originals, nor will I ever own Elijah Mikaleson eiter... sadly.

"Talk"

'Thought'

Chapter 1

A figure stood in the shadows of the village called Little Whinging, more specifically Privet Drive. The figure was across the street from number 4 Privet Drive, staring at the house. The figure was a man with short thick dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, and pale skin. He stood at five foot eleven with a lean build. He wore a pristine navy blue suit.

The man was Elijah Mikaelson, Original Vampire. Elijah had been watching the house for the past week, observing the residents. The reason being was Harry Potter himself, who was currently in his room. The light was on, allowing Elijah to see him writing at his desk. Elijah marveled at how much Harry acted like Lily. Many must be wondering why Elijah was interested in Harry Potter in the first place.

The reason was because Harry Potter was his son, not James Potters. This was an impossible feat, but yet Harry existed. Elijah wasn't ungrateful, in fact he was amazed and happy. For a long time he thought he couldn't have a child like the rest of his family, except Niklaus with his daughter Hope. Elijah had met Lily when she was seventeen and was immediately enamored with her.

The wizarding world knew of the Original vampires and could put up a good fight against them, so the Originals tended to keep their distance. Lily wasn't bothered by what Elijah was, in fact she thought it was the coolest thing ever. Their friendship soon turned into love, which led them to marry in secret. Elijah's happiness soon ended when rumors of Klaus coming to dagger him reached his ears. Elijah left Lily, who understood why.

Lily soon found out she was pregnant after he left, leaving her alone with his child. Lily married James and told him that Harry was his, who was ecstatic. Lily kept the secret to her grave, unable to tell Elijah of his son. Elijah found out after witches began rumors of a wizard-vampire hybrid named Harry Potter. Elijah knew that Lily had remarried, but her reasons were unknown to him.

Hearing about Harry Potter made him suspicious since he had been with Lily during that time of his conception and how Harry came out. Elijah questioned witches until he found out that Harry was his son from a witch that was extremely loyal to him. Elijah made his way to England with haste, wishing to retrieve his child and bring him to New Orleans. The entire week of surveillance was spent in holding himself back from killing the Dursley's. It was a hard task, but he did it.

Today the Dursley's would be having guests over, the Mason's. Elijah would watch for one more night before he acted. Elijah saw his son turn to his owl and focused in on him.

(With Harry Potter)

Harry James Potter wasn't your average boy, he was a wizard, a magical user. He has only been home for two weeks and he already wanted to go back to Hogwarts. The only good thing that came of his return was that he was moved into Dudley's second bedroom. Harry caught his reflection in the window. He had shaggy dark brown hair, bright emerald green eyes, and somewhat pale skin.

His lightning bolt scar rested on his forehead, but his glasses were gone. Harry had no longer needed them halfway through the school year, his eyesight having improved immensely. As of late Harry was becoming less and less hungry, wanting something else. Harry didn't know what he wanted since he rejected all food. Hedwig was in his cage, which had a lock on it, on his dresser.

Hedwig was squeaking and biting at the lock, wanting to be let out. Harry turned to look at Hedwig with an exasperated look on his face. "I can't let you out Hedwig, I'm not allowed to use magic outside of school" Harry reasoned. Hedwig ignored his owner, continuing his escape attempt. "Besides if Uncle Vernon-" Harry said.

"HARRY POTTER" Vernon Dursley yelled. Harry set down his pencil, shooting his pet a glare. "Now you've done it" Harry said before standing up and exiting his room. Harry made his way downstairs, opening the door to the kitchen. Harry saw his Aunt Petunia putting cherries on a colorful cake.

Petunia caught sight of Harry in the doorway and frowned. "He's in there" Petunia said, nodding her head towards the living room. "Vernon" Petunia said to her husband. Harry entered the living room to see his Uncle Vernon and cousin Dudley prepping. Vernon glowered at Harry when he caught sight of him.

"I warned you, if you can't control that bloody bird it will have to go" Vernon said harshly. "She's bored, if I could only let her out for an hour or two" Harry said. Vernon snorted at his words. "And have you sending secret messages to your freaky little friends, no sir" Vernon said. Harry shifted uncomfortably under his uncle's gaze.

"But I haven't gotten any messages from any of my friends" Harry said. Harry looked down at the floor in sadness. "Not one… all summer" Harry said softly. Dudley shot Harry a sneer. "Who'd want to be friends with you" Dudley said as he made his way to the kitchen, bumping his shoulder against Harry's.

Usually this would hurt but all it did was annoy him. Lately Harry's body has become more durable, healing faster. His speed had improved as well, along with his strength. Harry had noticed when he accidentally broke the counter when washing dishes one night. That had got him a real good lashing from his uncle.

The speed showed itself when he almost dropped a plate, in which he caught it right before it hit the floor, impossible. "I should think you'd be more grateful, we've raised you since you were a baby, given you food off of our table, and even let you have Dudley's second bedroom" Vernon ranted. 'Not very well if you ask me' Harry thought. "Purely out of the goodness of our hearts" Vernon said. Harry had to resist to snort in derision.

"Not yet popkin, that's for when the Mason's arrive" Petunia said, slapping away Dudley's hand from the cake. "Which should be at any moment" Vernon said. The Dursley's gathered in the living room in front of Harry. "Now let's run through our schedule one more time" Vernon said. Harry watched as they went through their plan to win over the Mason's.

"And you" Vernon demanded, the Dursley's looking at Harry expectantly. ""I'll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending I don't exist" Harry said. "Too right you will" Vernon said. Vernon gave his nephew a shrewd look. "With any luck this could well be the day that I make the biggest deal of my career" Vernon said seriously.

The doorbell rang at that moment. Vernon shoved Harry into the hallway hard. "Upstairs, hurry" Vernon hissed. Harry made his way up the stairs and entered his bedroom, only to find a weird creature jumping on his bed. 'Oh bloody hell' Harry thought.

(With Elijah)

Elijah stood at the window that revealed the living room and the current meeting. Suffice to say the sight in front of him sickened him. The Dursley's were none to impressive, clinging to normality like buffoons. Elijah was vaguely paying attention to his son talking to the house elf upstairs in his bedroom. The house elf was causing his son trouble, that was for sure.

Elijah bristled when Vernon went upstairs and scolded his son. Elijah stiffened when he heard his son giving chase to the house elf, who led him to the kitchen. Elijah could see the pudding cake hovering in the air, and by the looks on the Dursley's faces said that they did too. Elijah wanted to reprimand his son when he began for the cake, holding his arms out to catch it. Elijah could see what the house elf was planning from the minute he magicked the cake.

Right when Harry had his hands surrounding the cake it plummeted onto the female Mason's head, covering her in the sweet treat. Harry had a look of horror and fear on his face, especially when everyone looked at him. "I'm sorry, it's our nephew… he's very disturbed, meeting new people upsets him, so I kept him upstairs" Vernon apologized. "We have ice cream" Petunia offered weakly. The Mason's raced out of the house, Vernon and Petunia chasing after them.

A letter dropped by an owl landed in Vernon's hand, who read it. Vernon ran back into the house and thrusted the letter at Harry, who grabbed it slowly. "Read it" Vernon ordered. Harry looked down at the letter and began to read:

Dear ,

We have received intelligence that a Hover charm was used at your place of residence at twelve minutes past seven this evening, as you know underage wizards…

"Are not permitted to perform spells outside school" Vernon finished. Vernon snatched the letter back from Harry, who had a vicious smile on his face. "You didn't tell us you weren't allowed to use magic at home, slipped your mind did it" Vernon sneered. Harry grew slightly pale before running up to his room. 'Tomorrow, definitely tomorrow" Elijah thought, not wanting to see what the Dursley's had planned for his son.

With that Elijah made his way out of the neighborhood, heading back to his hotel for the night and to check on the paperwork to legally obtain his son.