*Summery* Lynn Salvatore is a pure blooded witch who was raised by her two vampire cousins. Turmoil in Mystic Falls has reached a new high, all of the vampires and werewolves are being hunted and killed. Elijah and Klaus "adopt" the Salvatores as new siblings. To avoid being killed, and so Lynn can attend Hogwarts, they decide to move to Hogsmeade. *AU no Voldemort, and no psycho Klaus*

*A/N* Due to this being a crossover, some things won't be accurately represented in the respective Vampire Diaries and Harry Potter worlds. I will be changing some things to make the story run smooth, and I hope, more interesting. The setting for the story takes place in the year 2013. Rated T for language. I don't own anything, if I did I'd be rich. I hope you enjoy, and please, please, leave a review!

Raised By Vampires

Chapter 1

From Mystic Falls

I groaned at the sight of what lay before me. What is the point of having muggle repelling charms placed on the house, if the stupid idiots keep bringing them in! This is bull crap!

"HELLO! Somebody left their breakfast laying in the hallway! Please get rid of it!" I yelled. I hope I busted someone's eardrums by yelling that loud.

I stepped over the unconscious blond girl, and headed toward the kitchen. It's not that I'm cold or heartless, it's just that I have come to expect things like that. After all, I was raised by vampires. Damon and Stefan have raised me since I was three weeks old, and without them I'd be dead. My Mom and Dad were killed by a drunk driver on a back road not far from the, now burnt down, Salvatore boarding house. Damon heard the crash from inside the house and came running. Mom and Dad had been killed instantly, and the other driver was hurt so bad, that he died in the hospital. Mom and Dad didn't even have time to pull out their wands to save themselves. Damon found me in the back seat of the car and instantly fed me his blood, so that whatever injuries I had would heal. He once said I was so messed up looking, that he didn't know if I was still alive. Apparently I was alive, because I'm sixteen years old, and not a vampire. I'm grateful though, he and Stefan stepped up to the plate and managed to raise a baby girl by themselves. I love them for it.

"Is that your blond girl in the hallway?" I asked glaring at Klaus, as I stepped into the kitchen.

"Apparently not." The hybrid replied, holding up the blood bag that he was drinking from. He walked around the kitchen island and kissed me on the forehead. "Good morning, Love. Sleep well?"

"Meh," I yawned, and shrugged my shoulders, "as good as can be expected I suppose. Is Elijah back from Hogsmead yet? I want to know how the house hunting is going."

"Not yet. He should be back later today."

"You will not remember where you've been, or who you've been with. You will go home and forget about the last twenty-four hours." Damon's voice floated into the kitchen, then the front door opened and closed quickly. "I know, I know, I don't wanna hear it." He said, walking into the room. "I've compelled her to forget. I just got cabin fever, and I needed….."

"Ugh! Gross!" I cried, throwing an orange at his head.

"…fresh blood. Jeez Princess, what did you think I was gonna say?" he smirked, catching the orange with one hand.

I glared at him, "Yeah right. Fresh blood my butt."

Klaus laughed at us, and it felt so good to hear him laugh again. Life hasn't been easy for any of us. Rebekah, Kol, and Finn, had been killed when the towns people of Mystic Falls figured out that the Wickery Bridge was made out of white oak, which is the only thing that can permanently kill an Original vampire. They cornered the three of them, and shot them with white oak stakes from a modified compound bow. Tyler, who is a werewolf, and Caroline, who is a vampire, managed to escape and flee to who knows where, and the rest of the vampires and werewolves in town have all fled, or been killed off. When they came after Damon and Stefan, they burnt down the boarding house. Thankfully, we weren't home at the time, and saw the fire from a distance. We apparated to the house Klaus had bought, and we've lived here for the last six months. Now that we have come to terms with what's happening around us, and have managed to deal with the loss of our family and friends, we've become a whole new Brady Bunch kind of family. As far as we know, Elijah, Klaus, Damon, and Stefan are the only vampires left in town, but we have secret that the muggles don't know, and it's the only reason the rest of us are still alive. We are all wizards. Stefan, Damon, and I were born wizards, and we are pure blooded. The Salvatore bloodline can be traced back many hundreds of years. Elijah, and Klaus were also born wizards, but they are half-blooded, because their dad was a muggle. Their Mom of course, was a pure blooded witch, and she is the one who turned them into vampires. She did it because she wanted to be selfish, and have her family live forever. She is dead now, because she herself, never wanted to be a vampire, go figure, and their Dad was killed by a white oak stake a few years after he was turned. That's how we know that white oak kills an Original. Klaus is also a werewolf. He was bitten at the age of twenty-three, a year before their Mom turned them into vampires. She bound his werewolf side because she thought it was unnatural to be both. As if turning your whole family into vampires wasn't unnatural. Sheesh, sometimes I wondered if the woman was off her rocker. Anyway, last year he broke the curse, and because he is also a vampire, he's not bound by the full moon like normal werewolves. He can change into a werewolf whenever he wants to, and that makes Klaus the only Original vampire/werewolf/wizard hybrid in the world. He's so special.

"The living room is packed. I've also placed shrinking charms on all the furniture." Stefan said, holding up a small box. "It's all in here."

"Piano too?" Klaus asked.

"Yep. I put cushioning charms around it, and wrapped it in a blanket."

"Thank you, because that thing was not cheap." He laughed.

"You wanna pack my room too?" I asked, as sweetly as I could.

"Ha! Not on your life. I still have my own room and bathroom to pack. Not to mention the library."

"Mmm no. I think Elijah wanted to pack that himself." Klaus said, swallowing a sip of blood, "There is all kinds of family books, ancient manuscripts, and scrolls in there. It's best to let him take care of it, that way, if something gets messed up, he hasn't got anyone else to blame."

"Good point." Damon replied. "Just let him take care of it brother."

Stefan shrugged. "Whatever, less for me to do."

"So you wanna pack my…."

"No." Stefan said, cutting me off with a grin.

"Damn." I sighed. This is not my day. I wanted to be lazy.

"It's a good thing we were able to salvage all of our family history books. It took me weeks to repair the damage the fire caused to them." Damon said.

"Yeah, and I've already packed that stuff up. It's sitting in the library." I said.

Just then the fireplace roared to life, and Elijah stepped through it, brushing ashes off of his suit. He's home early. "I found one!" he cried, with a triumphant smile on his face. "It's not as big as this place, but it's not the size of a teapot either. It comes with a house elf, and," he said bending down to give me a kiss on the cheek, "it has a beautiful view of Hogwarts."

I couldn't help it, I squealed and jumped in his arms. "Yay! Oh my goodness I'm so excited!" I cried, giving him a kiss right on the lips.

Elijah laughed, and set me down with one arm. Man these guys are strong. "I am glad you're happy Lynn. We will be close to you, and during Hogsmeade visits, you can spend the day at home if you want. The house sits in the main part of the village, not far from the main street." Then he smiled at Klaus. "It's also not far from the house we lived in when we were young children."

Klaus's eyes lit up. "I remember that house! It was a decent size little cottage. I can't believe after over a thousand years, that it's still there!"

"It is brother, believe me. The village hasn't really changed much, but there are some differences, mainly the shops, and the village itself has grown bigger."

"Going back to the family stomping grounds." Damon commented with a grin.

Elijah smiled. "Yes, we were small children back then. We didn't come to Mystic Falls until after Kol was born. We left because mother was afraid that the muggles would find, and burn the village. At that time there was a big scare over witchcraft. I, for one, am glad the muggles never found Hogsmeade."

"So the village really is still there." Klaus said in awe.

Elijah nodded. "Yes, and we are not the only vampires in town. There are four others that live in Hogsmeade, and the gentleman that showed me the house is the only one that knows we are vampires. I felt it was right to disclose that fact about our family, but the other villagers don't know yet, and I want to try and keep it that way, at least for awhile."

"Yeah Princess, did you hear that? No inviting strangers over for Bloody Marys, and I don't want all your little school friends hanging around night and day pointing at me going, 'Ooh a scary vampire,' because I'll eat them." Damon smirked.

I rolled my eyes, and turned to Elijah. "So what if they do find out, and what about the whole walking in the daylight thing?"

"That," Elijah said, "is the main thing I don't want the other vampires finding out about, at least not right away. For now, mum's the word about the daylight rings. We don't need every vampire in the U.K. trying to track us down, because they will be begging us to make one for them. I know the secret will come out eventually, and I want to keep it a secret for as long as possible, but when it does come out, the villagers won't care. They really don't have a problem with the other vampires."

"Well won't the guy who showed you the house say something when you pop up in the sunlight, and don't turn crispy?" Damon asked.

"No, he is bound by the magic placed into our house contract. I put that term in there for that reason. He can't say anything about it."

"So we will be safe there? No matter what? We won't have to worry about lynch mobs, pitchforks, or anything like that? Lynn will be able to go to school, and not have to worry about us getting staked?" Stefan asked.

"That is correct." Elijah said, pulling me into a hug. "You won't have to worry about a thing, though when people find out about us, they will naturally bombard you with questions."

"I can handle that." I said looking up at him and grinning. "So when can we move in?"

"I've already bought the house, so as soon as we are packed, we can leave Mystic Falls for good."

"You heard the man." I said snapping my fingers at the others. "Let's get to packing this stuff up, you lazy people!"

"One last question, what about all of our money?" Stefan asked. He's just so responsible.

"Ah yes, I have managed to magically pull all of our money out of the muggle bank accounts, and have placed it all in Gringotts. Seeing as we have all agreed to pool our money, and resources together, I have acquired us a vault deep inside the bank. When you need to withdraw funds from it, all you have to do is ask the goblins to show you to the Salvatore-Mikaelson vault. They will need your names, and your wands to identify you. All of our names are on the withdraw list."

"Sounds good to me." If there is one thing Damon is serious about, its money. It's the only thing he will get mad about if its wasted. He and Stefan both have spent years teaching me that, just because we are rich, doesn't mean we have to pittle away our money. After all, Stefan and Damon will live forever, and they will need it.

I looked around at my family and smiled. If you would have told me a year ago that we would all be living together, I would have hexed you. We weren't exactly friends, and the love-hate relationship we all shared was strong. Klaus wanted to break his curse, and because of that, Damon and Stefan didn't trust him. Elijah had always supported Klaus in his decision, and because we didn't trust Klaus, Elijah didn't like us. Also, because they are Originals, and they are so old, Stefan had the misconception that they were dishonest, un-loyal, and as Damon put it, just plain creepy. Elijah and his family didn't make it any easier for us to like them though. They blew into town throwing around the fact that they are the Mikaelsons, and that they are the Original vampires, blah, blah, blah, and because of the arrogance they had, none of the other supernatural people liked them. The muggles of course, never had a clue there were vampires and werewolves in town, until one of the stupid werewolves forgot to take his wolfsbane potion, and went on a killing spree a few months back. Some werewolves are just plain dumb.

The vampires in town became livid because we all had been exposed, and since most vampires and werewolves aren't magical, they were either killed off, or they fled. As far as we can tell, there are two other families in Mystic Falls who are wizards, but because my boys are vampires, they don't trust us. We never would have guessed that the muggles would be able to corner the other three Originals, but they didn't have their wands with them at the time, and they didn't have time to apparate. It all happened that fast. Who knew muggles could be so sneaky? Anyway, it was after the muggles went psycho, and the others were killed, that we all bonded together. Elijah and Klaus kinda adopted us as surrogate siblings, and I'm glad we've come to know and love them. Their age, knowledge, and life experiences make it interesting to live with them. They are like walking encyclopedias, and because vampires have sharp memories, they can recall everything that has happened in the muggle, and wizarding worlds, for the past one thousand plus years. When we really got to know Elijah and Klaus, we realized that it wasn't arrogance that they had, it was their way of life. They just know things.

So I guess I should introduce us, but I must confess, with the combined age of 2,405 everyone has their own unique personality, so let me start with the oldest first. I view Elijah as the head of the house, after all he is the oldest. He told me he was turned into a vampire around the age of 28 or 29, so I've always said that makes him about 1,030 years old. He has this sophisticated air about him that commands respect and screams classy. He is very intelligent too, that's why he handles all the really important stuff. I'm not saying the rest of us are dumb, I'm just saying Elijah is better at those kinda things. He is very handsome, and wears only business suits, slacks, and button up shirts. I do believe the world would stop turning, if Elijah even thought about wearing jeans and T-shirt. He is sweet, loyal to his family, honorable, compassionate, and moral, but he is also very over-protective. I'm not even allowed to leave the house right now, because it's too dangerous, and he is concerned about my safety. I think it's so sweet of him to love me so much that he wants to protect me.

Klaus was turned into a vampire when he was about 24, so that makes him about 1,025 years old. If one word could sum up Klaus, it would be gorgeous. He always wears jeans, and T-shirts, he has lots of cool looking tattoos, he wears cool necklaces and leather bracelets, and his accent is to die for. I love just sitting around listening to him talk. He has light brown hair, and light blue eyes, and a smile that is playful, and dare I say, sexy. He is sweet too, always asking if I'm doing ok, and he's always willing to help me if I need something. He is one of those people you can sit in a room with, and just be comfortable sitting in silence. Don't tell anyone that I told you this, but he makes a great teddy bear too. I love to curl up next to him on the couch and watch TV, or read, but he also has a very bad temper. Make no mistake about it, if you cross him, or if you mess with his family, he will rip your head off. Klaus has, and will, kill people if they hurt anyone he loves. You do not want to tick him off. Oh, I hope no one finds out I have a major crush on him.

Damon is a sweetheart, but he's more of the evil sarcastic kind, and he'll make you wonder why you decided to bring him home in the first place. He is 170 years old, and he loves to annoy the crap out of me. I cannot tell you how many times I have stabbed that man with a toothpick. Seriously. But he is gorgeous though, he has black hair that always looks messy, and he has these beautiful, almost clear blue eyes, that seem to look right through you. He's always wearing jeans and T-shirts, and he can make you melt with a smile. He is a snarky pain in the butt though, and the bad thing is, he knows he looks good, so he uses that to his uh...advantage. But I wouldn't trade him for the world.

Stefan is the total opposite of Damon. He is 165 years old, and the sweetest one out of us all. Stefan is a really big push-over, and he only drinks from blood bags. I don't think he's had fresh blood in a long time. Before blood bags were invented he only drank from animals, and it nearly killed him, because he didn't want to hurt them. He has brown hair, and green eyes, and his smile is always genuine. He does have mischievous side though, and will prank you if you give him the chance. He is my favorite.

As for me, well...I'm just me. I, unfortunately, act more like Damon than I do Stefan. That's probably why we fight so much. I look a lot like him too, same black hair, although mine is straight and brushed, and I have the same color eyes. My personality is mostly bubbly, but not overly so, except when I get excited. Oh, and in case you haven't noticed, I talk a lot. I can be snarky and sarcastic, but I can also be sweet and compassionate. I don't do well with stupid people, and I hate, hate, hate, people who think they are better than others. I will not hesitate to bring you down a notch or two. I consider myself loyal, and I make friends easily, although I seem to get along better with guys than I do girls. I don't know why I can't seem to get along with them. Maybe it's because all my life I've seen how women act around Damon, and I refuse to act like a clingy, desperate, ready to please, kiss your feet type of girl. Really, those chicks are clueless. He only wants them for their blood, and err…other things. But, Oh. My. Goodness. If you hurt my boys, yes they are my boys. You will feel my wrath. You have been warned.

"Hey Princess, what is going on in that pretty little head of yours? You've been staring at the door for fifteen minutes." Damon said poking me in the ear with his finger.

"I'm just thinking about Hogwarts, and the move." I said, swatting his hand away. I am such a liar.

"Liar. Klaus walked out the door about the time you zoned out. You weren't thinking about him were you?" Oh DAMN!

"No Mr. Smarty, I wasn't. I was thinking about the move and school." I turned to Elijah. "So, can you tell me about the different houses again? I just want to make sure I understand them." There, hopefully I played that off!

"Well we never actually attended Hogwarts, but my mother knew some of the founders really well. She didn't really know Rowena Ravenclaw or Helga Hufflepuff, but she did know Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin. Gryffindor was a brave and courageous man. I remember he always carried a sword with him, and he was excellent at dueling. He, of course, being one of the founders, has a house named after him. Gryffindor picked students based on determination, and bravery. He also was for allowing muggle-borns into the school. Slytherin however, did not want muggle-borns in the school, and he was also the man who helped our mother turn us into vampires. Even after we moved, they still kept in touch, and would see each other often. Slytherin was very cunning, ambitious, and he selected mostly pure bloods, to be in his house."

"So you knew Slytherin the best?" I admit, I was curious about the man.

"Yes, he was a strange man to say the least. He could talk to snakes, and he kind of looked like a monkey."

"Well I can't wait to find out which house I'll be in."

"I think you'll be a Slytherin." Klaus said, walking into the kitchen grinning at me. "You are cunning, you hang around with 'dark creatures,' you're a pure blood, and your spoiled rotten." He said, kissing me playfully on the nose.

I breathed a small sigh, "This is all true, but I don't know if I want to be in the house of the man who helped your Mom turn you into vampires."

"Don't worry about it Lynn. If you are chosen to be in Slytherin it wouldn't matter to us." Elijah said placing his hand on my shoulder. "We came to terms with what we are long ago, and now we enjoy it. We will still love you no matter what."

"But I like muggles…mostly…when they aren't psycho. So I don't know if I'll be in Slytherin."

"Well you will just have to wait and see Princess. But if you do end up in Slytherin, I'll have to call you snake lady instead." Damon laughed, and I rolled my eyes.

"Hey are you people going to sit around all day? Let's get packing!" Stefan yelled. I jumped off the bar stool, and headed off toward my bedroom. I still didn't know which house I'd rather be in, but oh well, time would tell.

*A/N* I know this story is slow going right now but please stick with it. I promise the rest of the story will be more exciting. I just needed to get all the changes in there. Thank you for reading, and please leave a review!