The three oldest mikaelsons stared at her in shock. Arabella went up to the You fest Mikaelson, "Hi! You must be Hope?" Hope nodded "Well I'm Arabella Salvatore-Kenner, the headmistress here at the Salvatore Boarding School, you could call me Miss. K or Miss.-" she was cut off by a student MG calling her name"Miss. Salvatore! Miss Salvatore!" They saw MG running towards them " or that when there an emergency" she said while going towards MG "What's wrong?" She asked worried "Ana is threatening to rip out kalebs heart again!" He explained everyone's eyes widened. "Come!"
MG led them to were the emergency was, to see a red haired girl over dark skinned boy with her hand in his chest. "Ana calm down!" Another red haired girl said, Natasha, Anastasia's sister. (𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗹𝗮𝘂𝘀 𝗺𝗶𝗸𝗮𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝗥𝗲𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀)
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𝗔𝗻𝗮
We go up to Ana. "Ana calm down. Explain what happened" She said softly "He called me a slut" Ana explained in tears "okay take your hand out. Please." Arabella told her. She then gently took her hand out of his chest. She broke down in tears.
Natasha went up to her sister and hugged her. Arabella looked at Emma, the consular, "take Ana and Natasha back to they're dorms" she nodded. Arabella turned to the Mikaelsons " So would you like the tour first or the paperwork?" She asked calmly "The tour please" the youngest mikaelson responded shyly but softly.
Arabella nodded at her children. "Okay follow us" Henrick told her, while Lizzie and Josie linked arms with each other. "Welcome to the Salvatore boarding school. The school was first the house of the Salvatore Brothers" Landon explained. Klaus looked at his right seeing the oldest Salvatore-Kenner sister looking at him.
"May I help you?" He asked. She shook her head no " I'm sorry. You just look familiar" she apologize and went next to her oldest brother, "What is he your blue eyed father?" Henrick whispered to his sister mocking her. Faith turned to her brother with a glare "Shut up"
Of course Klaus heard the mocking but he ignored it not wanting to cause drama and still being confused as the young girl looked so familiar.
"Henry stop mocking your sister." Said Arabella. "Yes mom. Sorry" Henrick apologized. "This is the history room also known as Uncle Damon's old room" Henry explained when they got to the room full of children. "Don't worry, we sanatized it, Aunt Bekah" Faith told her aunt seeing her disgusted look.
They all laugh. Soon they got to the last room. "And this is my favorite room in the entire building" Faith said "other than your bed of course, Cami" Kol said from the crowd. jokingly. Faith glared at him.
Hearing the nickname Klaus immediately looked up and looked between his brother, Faith, and Arabella."it's all of our favorite room" Josie said before anything happened.
"The Stefan Salvatore Memorial Library" Arabella and her kids said in union. Henry and Landon opened the two big doors, "Stefan was our uncle" Cami explained "we miss him but his memory lives on in this library" Henrick added.
"The reason this school is made is because of him" Landon continued, "It's was his last wish" Josie said "Before he died this was his wish. To create a school for all the supernatural kids." Lizzie explained.
They turn to look at their mom who was staring at they're uncle Stefan's journal with tears in her eyes. Hayley goes up to her and puts her head on Arabella's shoulder, Klaus follows and puts her hand on her waist.
Arabella turns to him and they lock eyes. "I'm sorry" he whispered. She nods, they stay like that for a while. What they didn't realize was that the two oldest were looking at them.
Hope Mikaelson and Faith Salvatore-Kenner.
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FanfictionWhen two old lovers reunite and find that the sparks are still there. Her daughter flashbacks of ,when she was a little girl, the blue eyed father-figure she once called father. His daughter having lost memories of the brunette aunt she was once tol...