Emeralds (TVD/HP Crossover)

The Arrival

  '"After all, to the well-organised mind, death is but the next great adventure."'  

-Albus Dumbledore

Primrose Lillian Potter walked around the quaint little town in America. She was shopping for supplies for the house that she was preparing to bring her family to.

She wore and old fashioned top paired with black jeans and black lace heels that seem to make up for the fact she only stood at five foot three without them. Her entire form was small due to the years of malnutrition in her youth, though the now healthy woman radiated power and wealth as she walked.

She entered a little bar call the Mystic Grill and without little prompt and ignoring the constant stares she headed for the bar smiling at the young bar tender.

Matt looked the stranger up and down taking in her appearance that did little to hide her beauty as she approached. "What can I get you?"

"Whiskey please." She replied with a thick British accent capturing the attention of the room again and Matt's jaw almost dropped to the floor.

"What brings you to Mystic Falls?" Matt asked as he pushed the tumbler towards the woman subtly looking to see if Damon was watching. Which he was, with interest.

"Needed a change of scenery so I brought the old Gaunt house." She replied honestly. 

"Isn't that house haunted?" Matt spoke without thinking and she smiled knowingly thinking of the pictures she'd been removing from the walls as they shouted at her.

"Possibly." Came her reply as she brought the dink to her lips. She could taste the vervain in the mix and smirked in amusement at the teen.

"I'm Matt by the way, welcome to Mystic Falls."

"Rose, its a pleasure." She replies taking his offered hand shaking it.

Damon eyed the woman curiously sensing something off about her. Making up his mind he moved and took the seat beside her.

"Can I help you?" She asked politely twirling the rings on her right hand. One was a signet ring on her smallest finger, but he couldn't make out its meaning. She tilted her head to the side a little settling her bright eyes on the man that approached.

He was good looking, that much was obvious, but he radiated the bad boy vibe she wasn't particularly fond of.

"I'm Damon Salvatore, Mystic Falls' official welcoming committee."

She gave him and unimpressed look and turned back to the drink in her hand. "I doubt that." She said simply and turned away ignoring him.

"What brings you to town?"

"I'm sure you heard." She said and he didn't reply to the jibe.

"So you're from England?"

"Yip."

"Where about?"

"Little Winching, Surry." She said getting bored with this game of twenty questions.

"Why would you come to a little town like this?"

"Am I missing the sign that says I can't do as I please?" She told the man her annoyance clear.

"So you-" he began getting ready to ask another question but her eyes were trained on the door as a tall male with startling white hair approached. He wore designer clothes and seemed to radiate arrogance and wealth.

"Draco, took you long enough I've been in this town for," she glanced at her watch, "about an hour already."

"It is not my fault." He glared but that quickly morphed into a pure-blooded smirk as the sound of smaller footsteps echoed behind him. 

Rose quickly washed back the last of her drink as the twins entered at high speed running directly for her.

"Ma, Teddy pushed me." The little girl with raven hair and pink tips appeared before her first.

"No I didn't," the blue haired boy defended himself weakly, but he was a horrible liar. "Besides Belle made fun of me."

"Only because you couldn't talk to her." the girl teased her twin.

"Enough." Primrose spoke calmly barely raising her voice, both sets of grey eyes fell on her in obedience, but they knew she wouldn't do anything. "Annabelle don't pick on your brother, and Edward," He cringed at the use of his full name. "Don't hit your sister, am I clear?"

"Yes ma," the twins responded. 

"Now I'm sure you've caused your cousin enough grief," she said looking towards Draco with her own smirk. "Thank you for bringing them."

"Don't ask me to do it again." He replies blankly. "Who's your friend?"  Draco looked the vampire up and down with an unimpressed and disgusted look. No matter how things had changed since the war, there were still a few pure-blood ideals that stayed with him. One being the hatred of magical creatures. He would make an exception for his cousin's children, but vampires were completely out of the question. Especially non-magical ones because they have no knowledge of his world, and therefore do not understand that  they are not the most powerful beings out there.

"Apparently he's the town welcoming committee." Rose said looking to Damon for a brief second before turning to the bartender. "Thanks for the drink Matt, keep the change." she slid a $100 note onto the bar and stood to leave. 

Damon watched as the strange group exited, the twins were communicating in their own language so he paid them no mind. The male seemed to be more arrogant and wealthy than he was, and the woman, Rose, was a mystery. He never liked those. People don't just show up in Mystic Falls. Everyone that enters town, is either a threat, or running from a threat. He just wasn't sure which category she fell into.

His eyes followed them as they all piled into a stylish car, the driver suited and proper. It seemed that the male liked to flaunt his wealth. He didn't trust new people in his town. With his brother on a bit of a rampage and Klaus Mikaelson trying to use Elena as a blood bank, he didn't have time for more trouble.