Ella silently followed Stefan down a busy street in London , England.
Damon took up the rear . He didn't look all too happy about being there ,but since he lost the argument he had no say in being there.
It was Ella's birthday . It was 31st of July and Stefan had decided that bringing her to her birthplace would be one of her presents .
She wasn't angry or anything about it . Just to be able to go to Hogwarts was like a huge present.
" Are you sure this is the right street , Stefan ?", Damon asks looking at the different shops that they pass by .
" Yes, Dumbledore send us a map remember ?".
Dumbledore did indeed send them a map with an owl of all things . Damon had almost thrown a bowl of hot Spaghetti Bolonaise on the floor, that he'd dished up for Ella ,in fright.
" Yeah, well, maybe that old Santa lookalike has lost his marbles , I don't see_".
" Here we are !", Stefan interrupts excitedly .
Sure enough they halted before a rather dirty looking pub .
" I thought it was an Inn ," Damon says looking at it sceptically .
" Well, maybe Dumbledore forgot the word ' pub' ", Stefan says before pushing open the door .
Inside the dusty and smoky pub people were surrounding a big giant sized man and a boy with bright green eyes and black hair wearing round glasses .
They were shaking his hand and Ella wonders if he was some kind of celebrity . The people w
" Excuse me !", Stefan calls over the noise that the people around the boy made .
Nobody seems to listen and that frustrated the three new comers .
They decide to wait it out hoping to get a chance to speak afterwards .
Ella kept her eyes on the boy . He looked a bit bewildered with all these people surrounding him.
" We have to go now,lots of things to buy and all that ", the big man says suddenly ," come on ,Harry ".
The three people near the door watch him and the boy leave through another door , catching a glimpse of what must be a brick wall and overly full garbage cans . The door closes behind the two before the Salvatore brothers and Ella can see more .
" Can I help you ,Sirs and Young lady ?!", a voice calls bringing back their attention to what they were there for .
" Um ..Yeah, " Stefan says stepping towards the counter to speak to the Innkeeper ," we're looking for Diagon Alley ,Albus Dumbledore said that someone named Tom would help us ".
The Innkeeper was bold and looked like a wrinkled hazelnut . That's all Ella could think of as she stared at him.
" I'm Tom and Hagrid and Harry Potter just went through the door to Diagon Alley ,if you're quick ,you might get through ,if not , come back and ask again ".
" Well, thanks ,Mister ", Stefan says taking Ella by the hand , pulling her towards the door that the big man and the boy had disappeared through .
They didn't need to go back and ask because there was oddly enough a great big bricked archway was in place of the wall they'd seen a few moments ago . It lead into a cobblestone street with the strangest shops Ella had ever seen before .
The nearest shop that sold cauldrons of all sorts and sizes caught her eyes .
" Oh , this isn't something one sees everyday ", Damon says taking a little bit more interest now that they weren't inside a dirty old pub .
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The Döppelganger Witch
FanfictionWhen Stefan Salvatore promised to take care of Rachella he never thought he'd see the day that he'd have to send her off to Britain to a school for Witchcraft and Wizardry.