Dearest Sister

Fifteen

fifteen

"What the hell happened to my wall?!"

Sirius grinned while Minerva smirked into her teacup, "Harry got a little protective over Moony."

It was the werewolf's turn to grin, delighted that his best friend's son had practically defended his honour and Elijah...

The Original looked slightly ashamed and embarrassed as he looked up to his brother's sister, "I was rude to the young wolf and little Harry did not like it."

Klaus moved closer to the crib, only to stop when the three magic users tensed and he darted his blue eyes over each of them until they settled on the silver eyed, black haired wizard, "After so long...I thought the chance of having a nephew was gone."

The Black sat up straight in his chair, "Well I can always add another crazy uncle to the list."

The younger Mikaelson stared for a moment before he burst into laughter and Alyss smiled to herself, happy with their second meeting. She had honestly thought it wouldn't go well, but obviously, she was wrong.

Elijah stood from his seat and straightened his tie before turning to the tall blonde woman, "I will pay for it to be fixed, Alyssandra. I do apologize."

But the woman shook her head, "Don't worry Lijah, it's just wood and paint."

Minerva rose to her feet too, "I must leave you, I'm afraid Alyss. I don't Dumbledore becoming suspicious. But please take this," the older witch handed her a green stone that matched her dress and was sculpted into the shape of a cat's eye, "When you need me or it's taken away from you, I will come."

The blonde smiled, her sharp teeth on show with her glee before she pulled her greatest witch friend in for a warm hug, "Thank you, love," and she took the leather threaded stone and tied around her neck, the cat's eye falling just below the hollow of her throat.

The deputy headmistress pulled back, placing one hand on Alyssandra's shoulder and the other on her cheek before kissing her forehead, "Take care, dear," and she apparated away.

"Nikky," Said Mikaelson turned and looked at his sister, a questioning eyebrow raised, "I'm sure my son's looks are somewhat familiar."

Klaus glanced back at Sirius who held an unimpressed look while Remus flicked his amber eyes between the two with a worried glint.

Elijah rolled his eyes and left with a small smile at Alyss to terrorise the small group again.

"He's a Black..." the Original murmured, surprised.

"Mmhmm."

The hybrid then narrowed his eyes at the other hybrid over his shoulder, "What are you doing with one of the so called evil families in the Wizarding World?"

Alyss rose an eyebrow while Sirius bristled, standing from his chair with a raging fire in his silver eyes, "I'll have you know, 'Uncle Nik,' that just because my family is Dark, doesn't mean we're evil. And I'm beyond sure that my mother wouldn't just fall in love with someone like the kind of person you think my father is!"

Klaus actually took a step back at his ferocity, definitely seeing the Black insanity in him, but also his sister's temper.

And it was becoming a little hard to breathe by powerful magic that excluding from Sirius in waves.

It didn't stop until a baby's cries cracked the tension hanging in the air.

Remus rose from his seat to pick Harry up, muttering little lullabies to the child.

"Siri," Alyss walked passed her brother to stand in front of the angry wizard and placed both hands on his cheeks, "Calm down my love, he didn't know. And Nikky usually speaks without using his brain anyway. He's a thousand years, you'd think he'd learn by now."

Sirius snorted and closed his eyes, leaning into his mother's embrace relishing in the warmth of her arms, "He has no right-"

"Of course he doesn't, Siri, but he's a Mikaelson, so he doesn't care."

The Black opened his silver eyes to glare at his uncle who looked slightly offended.

"Besides, dearest Nikky will most likely kiss your ass, pardon my language, after what I say."

The wizard pulled back to grin at Alyss and Klaus frowned at the two as they both turned to look at him.

"You know the Blacks have an affinity for Dark magic, yes?"

Nik nodded once.

"And that their Dark magic is more powerful than the Wiccan magic your mother possessed?"

Again, the Mikaelson nodded.

Alyss smiled, "And did you know, that my son has the power to break your curse without the moonstone or the trouble that the doppelgänger and her friends will, of course, cause.

This time, the blond's eyes widened, "But what about-"

"Your blood, then the blood of a true born werewolf, not a hybrid, to make your own hybrids." The woman smiled at her brother.

Klaus felt a flutter of hope bloom in his chest, but doubt soon overwhelmed it, "If it's that easy, Alyss why didn't you?"

The Talisman shrugged, "I guess I was too busy watching over you. And when I met Orion," she brushed a thumb across Sirius's cheek, "fell in love and had my baby..."

The Black wizard smiled softly at his mother, Remus keeping quiet, knowing this was a moment, the three needed with each other.

The Mikaelson studied the black haired man, "He's a hybrid own his own, isn't he?"

"We don't know yet. He hasn't killed anyone so... we do know that he likes his steaks bloody, but can still walk in the sun. And we don't know yet if he is immortal..."

"And if he isn't?"

Alyssandra ran her thumb over his cheekbone again, "Then I'll give him the option, of course."

Klaus nodded and he looked at the present werewolf, "When all this over... and your friend is an immortal... what will you do?"

Remus turned his amber eyes to Sirius, then down at the sleeping baby in his arms, "I think I would join him. He's my best friend, but also an idiot and I don't think Padfoot would stand a chance without me."

Said wizard smirked and slapped the brown haired werewolf on the back, "Good to have yah, Mooney."

But he had just jolted Remus, waking poor Harry.

"And my godson will need all the protection he can get."

"Godson?" Klaus turned his eyes to the baby.

"Yup." Sirius nodded with a smirk and the child opened those glowing green eyes to look at the Mikaelson, who was stunned to see such intelligence.

The hybrid pursed his lips and stared into his nephew's eyes, "Then he is family and will be protected."