Estelle

Chapter 6

I stared at my father in shock. "Ok. I can understand why others would say that, but why would you?"

Elijah sighed. "He daggers my siblings."

I nodded, "Yes, I know. Finn, Kol, and Rebekah. He keeps them in coffins that travel with him."

"Used to," my father corrected me, "He took the coffins and separated them. He dropped them in different parts of the ocean."

I blinked confused, "That makes no sense. He carted them around for over 900 years and then decides to dispose of them?"

Elijah shrugged, "It's Niklaus, who knows what goes through his head?"

I nodded, that was true enough. "How do you know for sure?"

"I don't, not really, but Niklaus told me himself."

"Hmmm." I pondered this new information.

"When was the last time you saw him?" Elijah asked me.

"Hmm, I'm not sure, I stopped traveling with him in the '40s and he still had your siblings then. I've seen him often over the years since then but I don't know if he still has them or not." I answered, still trying to make sense of it all. "The last time I saw him was probably a decade or two ago."

My father nodded, "we better get a move on."

"Do you want me to apparate us somewhere, we can send someone back for the car?"

My father nodded, "Please, think you can track down Slater and apostate us to him."

I grinned. "I could, but I happen to know where he lives. I can apparate us nearby."

Elijah smirked, "Tell me what the address is, I need to have someone meet us there."

I nodded and gave it to him, then I took his arm and apparated us to the address I had given Elijah. We appeared in an abandoned alley way near Slater's studio apartment. I discovered my father did quite well at side apparation, he recovered almost immediately.

I led him to a nearby bookstore, "this is the address I gave you, I wasn't sure how long we'd be waiting so I thought this would be a good idea, to wait here."

"Smart thinking." My father said with a small smile.

"This is actually one of my favorite bookstores," I told him, grinning.

I ducked inside the bookstore and my father followed. Almost immediately the owner approached us, "Miss Malfoy, lovely to see you again."

I smiled, "Hello Celeste. Just checking in to see if you have any new treasures."

Celeste smiled and said, "For one of my best customers? You know I do. Come with me to the back room and we'll get you squared away."

I nodded eagerly, "Sounds good, but before we do, I'd like to introduce you to Elijah Mikaelson. Elijah, this is Celeste, she owns this treasure trove."

Celeste nodded demurely and extender her hand, "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Mikaelson."

My father smiled, bent slightly over her hand and kissed it. Smiling charmingly he said, "The pleasure is all mine Miss Celeste."

Celeste swooned, "Oh my. Quite the charmer."

I bit back a snicker as Celeste quickly collected herself and showed Elijah and I to the back room. Celeste directed us to a couple of very comfortable arm chairs and then stepped over to a painting. She tapped the painting in a certain spot and it sprung open on a hinge. She reached inside and pulled out a very old book.

"I don't think I'll have to tell you how hard it was to find this, "she said as she brought it closer.

She carefully placed it down and for the first time I could see what it was. I gasped in delight.

"How did you manage to find this?" I asked.

"Is that..." my father asked, trailing off in wonder.

Celeste grinned like a cat who ate the canary, "I found it with a batch of book I picked up from an auction in Bulgaria. With it was a rare book about the Petrova family, a book about Travelers, another about the original Petrova, Tatia, a couple ofd Wiccan spell books and then this book."

"Do you still have the book on the Petrova family?" I asked. "That would interest me as well.

Celeste shook her head, "I'm sorry, no. Of course if I had known you would have been interested, it would have been yours. However as I did not, I sold it."

"Do remember who you sold it to?" I asked with a laugh. "I'd like to ask them if they would be willing to give it up."

"I sold it to Isabel Fleming and a few days later she disappeared. I'm sorry I don't know what happened to it." Celeste said apologetically.

I smiled tightly, "That's alright. Now how much for this one?"

Celeste named her price which I quickly agreed on. A good book on Salazar Slytherin was hard to come by, but one written by him in parseltongue was extremely rare. Celeste quickly wrapped it up, and handed it to me.

"You'll have to let me know if there is anything good in there." She said with a wink. "I'd love to be able to read it, but you know ancient language and all that."

Elijah frowned, "What do you mean? Ancient Language? It was in English. I was rather in awe that Salazar Slytherin wrote in English."

I shook my head, "No, it's written in Parseltongue, the snake language. You could read it?"

"I suppose I could, but what does that mean?"

I shrugged, "I suppose it means you have Magic somewhere in your background. Like our kind of magic, not the type you usually run into. I'll do some research later."

"Our?" He asked.

"Hmmm, Celeste is a witch too. She's American trained of course, a bloody brilliant witch though." I explained with a smirk.

Celeste maintained her smile, "Well you Brits can't have all the fun, can you now." She said smartly.

Elijah nodded, then he asked, "Do have the other books you mentioned? The one about the Original Petrova interests me greatly."

"That one is available, the others are on hold however." Elijah nodded his understanding and Celeste started looking about, "now where did I put it." Celeste pulled out her wand and muttered "Accio Tatia Petrova Book." The book came flying into her hands from somewhere across the far side of the room. "Ah, here it is."

She handed the book to Elijah who asked the price. Elijah agreed and promptly paid not only for his book also mine. I protested but he silenced me with a look. I thanked him profusely, which he just waved off. I just smiled at him as Celeste led us out of the back room.