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Yours, To Eternity

A side part to Little One

(Au where reader is an Original Vampire from the Vampire Diaries/The Originals. They are in a family of vampires called the Mikaelsons)

Harry wants to be a vampire really bad… but will Y/N give in?

“Lovie?”

I look up at him from my spot on the couch, his eyes gazing at me.

“Yes, Harry?”

He walks over to me and sits next to me, wrapping an arm around me so I can lean into him.

“When you-When you drink blood… does it taste like anything?”

I look at him, my brows furrowed.

“Um… Ive never really actually tried to think of it tasting any way. I don’t drink more than I have to-.”

“And that ring you always wear, it’s so you can walk in the sunlight, isn’t it? What happens if you lose it?”

My mouth gapes, and I have to think for a minute before answering.

“It burns, a little bit is like a sunburn but too much is like a 3rd degree burn..”

He only nods and pulls me closer, turning his attention to the tv.

His questions don’t cease over the next week. He continues to ask more and more about what it’s like being a vampire.

“Y/N!”

I look up from my easel to see a very eager Harry in the doorway of my studio.

“What’s eternal youth like? You’ve been this way for 1000 years right?”

He pulls up an empty chair, his eyes gazing upon me in wonder. I set my brush down and turn to him.

“I guess it depends. I was lonely for a very long time and I hated what I was. But after meeting you… You have my life more meaning. So now I don’t really think of it as having eternal youth, more as living every day to the fullest.”

He nods and takes my hand in his with a smile.

“Have you thought about it? Spending the rest of our lives together? Or maybe even spending eternity together?”

I raise a brow at him but he only smiles.

“I mean I suppose I’ve thought about it once or twice.. Where are you going with this? Are you thinking of asking me to marry you or something?”

He blushes and shrugs. He then insists I stop painting and go on a walk with him. As always, I have a hard time telling him no.

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It was a slow Saturday morning, and with no plans, we decided to stay in bed and cuddle. Harry held me close, wrapped up in his arms and close to his heart as he would say.

“Y/N… Would you- How would you feel about turning me?”

I pull away from him, my face in complete shock.

“You don’t- What are you talking about Harry?”

He bites his lip and is quiet for a second before he answers.

“Turning me into a vampire…”

I shake my head immediately, disgusted with the idea.

“Absolutely not. I love you, and I always will, but that’s something I just can’t do. I refuse to. I haven’t ever sired anyone and I never plan to.”

He frowns and shakes his head.

“I know you hate being a vampire, but you don’t have to go through it alone! I want to be with you Y/N, for the rest of our lives! You said it yourself, you were miserable before we met, imagine how miserable you’d be once in gone!”

I start to tear up and I continue to shake my head.

“You have no idea what it’s like to sire someone. I’ve had to watch all my siblings do it for decades! Do you have any idea how hard that is?! And becoming a vampire doesn’t essentially mean you’re never going to die! So no Harry, we’re not having this conversation anymore because it’s not happening.”

I get up from the bed and walk out of the bedroom, refusing to talk to him anymore. Our peaceful, relaxing day off is now filled with silence and tension.

I understand what he means but he doesn’t have any idea what that’s like… I could never bring myself to do it…And I don’t want anyone else turning him either…

After almost a full day of not talking, I hear a knock on the door of my studio. I set my charcoal down and turn my head to the door to see Harry.

“Love, can we talk?”

I let out a sigh and I nod. He takes my charcoal covered hands in his and sits down opposite to me.

“This is something I think should be discussed together. I understand your fear, but you can’t just dismiss me like that. I want you to think about it, and I mean really think about it.”

I’m quiet for a minute before I nod.

“I think we should go visit my family. Elijah is the best to explain this to you… I just don’t think I can bring myself to do that to you… and I don’t want anyone else to either… It’s awful Harry! It’s not like it is in the movies! I’d have to-.”

He takes me into his arms and cradles my shaking body, quietly shushing me.

“Shh. I won’t make you talk any more about it. We’ll go see your siblings. If that is what will help you then that’s what we’ll do. We’ll leave in the morning.”

I only nod and sniffle. Harry rocks me slowly, kissing my head every little while until I fall asleep.

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“Your family has a place in New Orleans?”

I only nod, squeezing his hand tight before letting out a shaky breath.

“The Mikaelsons practically built the French quarter, until we were chased out by our father. We were very happy here for a time..”

Harry squeezes my hand and together we walk into the house.

“Lijah! I’m here!”

Harry closes the door and out of nowhere pops Niklaus, scaring the daylights out of Harry.

“Jesus-.”

“What, does my dear sister not do that to you, Harry? I’m surprised you’re scared.”

Harry shakes his head and I can only roll my eyes.

“Well done Niklaus, top form as always. Where’s Elijah?”

Klaus only shrugs and smiles.

“I have no idea where our elder brother is and he refused to tell me why you were coming to visit..”

“Klaus, leave our little sister alone before I have to beat your bloody ass.”

Rebekah comes jogging down the stairs, an annoyed expression on her face until she sees me, a smile hitting her instantly.

“Y/N! Thank god, I couldn’t take much more of him on my own.”

She hugs me tight and I smile.

“Missed you too, Beks, now do you know where-.”

“I’m here, Y/N. No need to stress yourself.”

Elijah comes down the stairs, his same casual look on his face.

“You both may take your belongings upstairs to your old bedroom Y/N. Then we’ll talk in the study.”

I give him a small nod and take Harry’s hand, leading him up the stairs. We put our bags away and I lay on the bed for a minute, letting out a long sigh. Harry lays down next to me and takes my hand in his.

“We’re doing this together, like we do everything.”

I only hum and lay my head on his shoulder. We’re quiet for a moment until Harry gets up, pulling me up with him. We walk downstairs to find Elijah and Rebekah already waiting in the study. Elijah gestures his hand to the couch, and we take a seat.

“Harry, Y/N has told me that you’ve asked her to turn you.”

He only nods and squeezes my hand.

“Y/N has never turned anyone, she has always refused. So the fact that she’s even thinking about it means you mean the world to her. But she’s not able to… talk about the process…”

Harry nods again and I have to bury my head in his neck, already dreading this conversation.

“In easiest terms, you would have to consume some of Y/N’s blood and then you would have to die. Now-.”

I shake my head, refusing to hear about this anymore. I stand up but before I can walk out, Harry grabs my hand and gives me a pleading expression. I sigh and sit back down, by my eyes are trained on the floor as Elijah continues.

“With her Vampire blood in your system, you would awaken, not fully transformed, only in transition. You would have approximately 24 hours to consume human blood before you would inevitably die. But there’s many things to factor in. You want children, do you not? Y/N is unable to-.”

I frown and Rebekah interrupts him.

“Actually, Lijah, I’ve figured that out. Davina. Davina has found a way to make it possible. I’ve seen it with my own eyes.”

It’s quiet for a minute before Elijah clears his throat.

“That being said, that is still only a possibility. If Davina is willing to perform the spell, then that would take care of that. But the fact still stands that you would have to die, and Y/N does not want that. I did however offer to do so for her, but she refused. If you are going to turn, she would prefer it on her terms.”

Harry takes his hand and lifts up my head to reveal the tears in my eyes.

“I want to Harry, but I can’t do that to you…”

He doesn’t say anything, he only takes me into his lap and holds me close to him. It’s quiet for a moment until there is a knock on the door. Rebekah disappears for a moment before she returns with 2 people in tow. I faintly look up and I run at the man now with her.

“Marcellus!”

I jump out of Harry’s arms and throw myself into Marcel’s waiting arms. He smiles and wraps me up in a tight hug. I feel so relieved to see him and I can’t help but let out a small laugh.

“My god, Rebekah said you were here but I didn’t believe her. How are you doin’ baby girl?”

I shrug and he lets me go and gestures to the woman that’s with him.

“Y/N, this is Davina Claire. She’s agreed to help you.”

My mouth drops in shock and I am filled with confusion. She gives me a comforting smile, easing my worries.

“Marcel would talk about you a lot and he has been even more. How you were the only Mikaelson that was never able to accept and adapt with what you were, so I want to help you. It won’t be easy but I’ve done it a few times and it’s been successful every time.”

I start to tear up and I can’t help but cry. Davina hugs me and rubs my back as I continue to cry. She then guides me back over to Harry on the couch and takes a seat across from us.

“There is however a catch. I can only do it to one of you, the mother. Vampire blood ruins a male’s um… half of the process… so in order for this to work… you would have to stay human. At least until she’s pregnant and you both decide you don’t want anymore..”

Harry nods and folds his hands together, resting it on his forehead. After a minute, he takes my hand in his and kisses it.

“Whatever you want my love. I’m with you for the rest of my life.”

I take a deep breath and nod.

“Okay… We’ll have a baby. And then? We’ll get married like we wanted. And then I’ll turn you. But you have to really understand what you’re sacrificing, H. You’ll outlive everyone. Your family. Our friends. You can’t stay in the spotlight forever… Are you okay with that?”

He pulls me into his lap and hugs me tight.

“I want an eternity with you. Nothing else matters to me, Y/N, not after I met you.”

I sigh and nod, leaning my head on his chest.

“Then it’ll be us. To eternity.”

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