Opposites Attract.


Summary: When Elena finds out that the Doppelgänger has the ability to perform magic through the Petrova bloodline, she and Bonnie both get invitations to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as seventh year students. Dumbledore also decides to invite Stefan, Damon, Alaric, Caroline, Jeremy and Tyler to protect both Elena and Harry Potter. Slightly AU- set during the Trio's seventh year, but sixth year never happened. They are all living happily at Hogwarts with no attack from Voldemort... yet. Set during season 2 of The Vampire Diaries- the gang know about the doppelgänger and the 'Sun and Moon Curse', but don't know about Klaus... yet. Lexi never died in season one, she just skipped town.

Pairings: Elena/Draco, Damon/Luna, Stefan/Lexi, Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione, Alaric/Jenna, Bonnie/Jeremy, Caroline/Tyler.

A/N: All right, hi, everyone! Before you go on about how I'm starting yet another story when I have unfinished ones out there, I'm going to tell you that this is for TheElegantFaerie's Magical Doppelgänger Challenge, and when I saw it, I just had to write it straight away. The idea is awesome. So, I can honestly say that the only thing that belongs to me is the writing. Nothing else. Got that? Awesome! On with the story.

Chapter One.

Dear Diary,
Strange things have been happening- even more strange than usual. I've started doing things that a normal human like me shouldn't be able to do- things that only someone like Bonnie and her family should be able to do. The other day, I dropped one of Aunt Jenna's best glasses in the kitchen- but, before I could react, it started piecing itself back together again. And then earlier today made a glass of water dump itself over Jenna's head just by thinking about it. It's weird. Maybe I'm going crazy... or maybe it's something do with being the doppelgänger. I just don't know. I don't want to speak to Stefan or Damon or Caroline or even Bonnie about it- they'd
definitely think I'm crazy. Or would they? Surely Stefan, even with us being broken up, wouldn't judge me like that... and Bonnie definitely wouldn't. But would Damon? Probably. Oh, I don't know what I should do! I'm so confused... I hope this will all clear up soon. Hopefully, it won't end with me being locked up in a mental asylum.
Love, Elena.

Elena looked down at her diary entry and sighed, closing the blue book. It seemed that her diary was the only thing she could confide in about this stuff. Why did everything have to be so confusing? Why couldn't everything just be normal, like it used to be?

But she knew that was a lot to ask for, to be normal again. Sighing once more, Elena rolled over and moved off her bed, running a hand through her dark hair and eyeing the clock. Five-thirty pm. She'd been up in her room, deep in thought and writing in her diary, for forty-five minutes. Better get downstairs and face the music, Elena thought to herself, frowning as she remembered the incident with Jenna and the glass of water. She still wasn't too sure how that had happened...

It was at that moment that a tapping noise came from her window. She whirled, startled, and her eyes widened when she saw what was at her window.

An owl. A large, snow-white owl was pecking impatiently at her window, looking as if it wanted to be let in. Elena stared at it incredulously. What the hell? Didn't owls only come out at night? What was this, another of Damon's bird tricks?

She snorted. Like she was going to fall for it again. Holding her chin up stubbornly, Elena crossed her arms over her chest and turned away, marching over to her bedroom door with the intent of going downstairs. But she stopped with her hand on the doorknob when the pecking noise only got louder- as if the owl was somehow desperate to get inside her room. Elena turned to examine it again, a weary look on her face. It stared right back at her with beady eyes that looked more calm than a normal animal's should.

After a few seconds, Elena realized that she was basically having a staring contest with a bird, and she straightened up and let her arms fall to her sides, feeling ridiculous.

She walked back over to her window and opened it, waving her arms about, trying to shoo the owl away- no matter how silly she looked. The bird was starting to freak her out.

But, to Elena's shock and frustration, the bird didn't go away. Quite the opposite, in fact. It flew right into her room through the open window as if it had been invited, its great wings flapping chilly air into Elena's face as she stared at it, mouth open.

'No!' she hissed at it, waving her arm towards the window. 'Shoo! Get out! Go on, ge- wait, what's this?'

Elena now saw something that she hadn't noticed before, something that was clutched in the owl's claws; a letter, in a yellowing envelope that was sealed with red wax. Hesitantly, she reached her arm out and, before the bird had a chance to peck at her hand, snatched the letter away. The owl did nothing; merely fixed her with another calm, beady-eyed stare as she eyed the letter with caution.

She was surprised, of course, to find that the letter was addressed to her. Even more surprised to find that the address scrawled neatly on the front of the envelope was Elena Gilbert, third bedroom to the left, second floor, Gilbert Household, 19 Fell Street, Mystic Falls, Virginia, America. She raised her eyebrows; who put an address that accurate and long-winded on their letters?

Elena was by now confident that Damon hadn't controlled a bird to send her a letter. Would he really do something like this? Well... maybe. But, for some reason, Elena knew that the bird and the letter did not belong to Damon. This was someone, something else.

She flipped the letter over, examining the wax seal. It was red, imprinted with the image of a grand castle and the words Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Now both of Elena's eyebrows shot up. Okay, seriously? Maybe this wasn't a prank from Damon- maybe it was a prank from Bonnie. A school of witchcraft and wizardry? Definitely Bonnie's style.

Chuckling lightly, but also nervously, Elena tore open the envelope and pulled the letter out, scanning its contents and then raising an eyebrow again.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc. Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Miss Gilbert,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You will receive a visit from Headmaster Dumbledore shortly after you receive this letter. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your reply no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress.

Elena stared at the words, before letting out a shaky, 'What... the... hell?'

A prank from Bonnie, maybe- but it sure was an elaborate one. Supreme Mugwump? Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? Headmaster Dumbledore? Right. It seemed strange that Bonnie could make up all of this on her own- perhaps she had help from Caroline.

Or perhaps she didn't write this at all, a voice in the back of Elena's mind whispered.

Elena remembered all the strange things that had been happening to her; the glass repairing itself, the water dropping itself all over Jenna's head just because Elena had, just for a moment, willed it to. Surely it couldn't have anything to do with... this?

And why was it so brief, the letter? It hardly explained things, like any normal letter would do. But... well, this couldn't exactly be classed as a normal letter, could it? Delivered by owl, and going on about magic and witchcraft.

After a moment or two of internal debate, Elena pulled out her cell phone and dialled Bonnie's number, dropping the letter carefully on her messy bed. If anyone knew what to do about this kind of stuff, it would be Bonnie...

The young witch picked up after Elena had dialled twice. 'Hello?' Bonnie asked, sounding weary.

'Bonnie,' Elena sighed in relief that her friend had picked up. 'I need to ask you something...'

'Sorry, Elena, but can it wait? I... I'm a little busy at the moment...'

'Why? Has something happened?' the frown returned to Elena's face.

'Well... you see, I just got this letter. A really, really weird letter,'

Elena froze in shock; she very nearly dropped the phone. 'You too?' she demanded after a short pause, chocolate eyes wide.

'What do you mean, you too?' Bonnie asked. 'You mean... you got a letter, too? I... I don't think ours is the same, Elena. Mine says something about a magic school-'

'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?' Elena pressed, suddenly excited. If Bonnie claimed to have gotten the letter, it could mean one of two things; one, Bonnie was definitely playing a prank on her, extending it by pretending to have gotten a letter also. Two; Hogwarts was real, and both of the girls had been chosen to attend.

'Yes,' Elena could hear the shock in Bonnie's voice. 'You got it, too?'

'Haven't you gathered that?' Elena grinned. 'Now would be the time to tell me, by the way, if this is some prank you've pulled,'

'Prank? Um, no. This isn't a prank, Elena,'

'Well, then...' the grin slowly faded from Elena's face. 'What- agh!'

A loud crack from downstairs, audible even from Elena's room, interrupted her question, and this time, she did drop the phone. Bonnie's frantic voice could be heard from the other end, urgently repeating Elena's name, but Elena ignored it and stared at her bedroom door. What the-?

A shriek came immediately after the crack, presumably from Aunt Jenna, followed by the sound of a male voice trying to comfort her.

Slowly, Elena balled her hands into fists- as if that could do much good against an intruder, much less a vampire- and walked out of her room, creeping down the stairs and making at little noise as possible. It was unlikely that she would be able to sneak up on a vampire, true, but she could always try.

Elena crept into the living room, prepared to have to fight for her life, but ended up straightening up and feeling like a fool when she saw what the intruder actually looked like- despite the fact that he had his arms extended, albeit in a comforting manner, towards a cowering Jenna.

It was an old man who had entered the Gilbert Household, with long silver hair and a matching beard. He wore strange, robe-like garments, which were a deep blue colour and were decorated with silver stars. Perched on his crooked nose was a pair of half-moon spectacles, and he had a wise look in his blue eyes- they almost looked like they were twinkling as he turned to look at Elena, a kind smile on his wrinkled face. 'Hello, Miss Gilbert,' he greeted, seeming to forget the terrified-looking Jenna. 'How lovely it is to see you. I do believe we have certain matters so discuss... shall we?'

'Who are you?' Elena asked, trying to put hardness into her voice but finding that she couldn't act even slightly threateningly to this old man. He just seemed too... innocent.

'Ah, forgive me,' the old man said, 'my memory is fading as my age increased. My name is Albus Dumbledore- I am the Headmaster at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.'

Elena blinked, dumbfounded. 'What?' she asked blankly.

'I apologize for the shock that you must surely have received upon getting your letter,' Albus Dumbledore said with a smile.

'You... Hogwarts is real?'

'I apologize for the shock,' Dumbledore repeated, taking a seat on the sofa and patting the two spaces next to him. 'Please, take a seat, and we shall talk about these matters comfortably.'

Take a seat. Elena, once again, blinked in shock. Albus Dumbledore was speaking like it was his home that Elena and Jenna were in.

Jenna was the first to react. 'How the hell did you do that, appear out of thin air?' she demanded. 'And what's all this about a Hogwarts School?'

'Ah,' Dumbledore said, 'I take it that Miss Gilbert here has not yet shown you the letter?'

Slowly, Jenna turned to face Elena, her expression stony. 'No,' she ground out through gritted teeth, 'Miss Gilbert hasn't shown me the letter. But I advise that she does- right now.'

Elena swallowed, feeling sheepish. 'I'll, uh... I'll go get it,' she announced, before turning and sprinting back up the stairs. She went past Jeremy's room, briefly wondering whether he had heard the crack and the voices downstairs, and went stumbling into her own room. She took a deep breath, going to her bed and picking up the letter carefully.

So the letter wasn't a lie, wasn't a prank. It was real. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was real. And, apparently, Elena was meant to go there.

This makes no sense, Elena thought dizzily, putting a hand to her forehead.

Maybe it was a dream. Maybe all of this was just a crazy and vivid dream that Elena would soon wake up from and forget.

It's not a dream, a voice in her mind whispered. So, Elena Faye Gilbert, get it together and get your ass back downstairs!

She took another deep, calming breath, and then steeled herself, and turned to walk back downstairs. When she re-entered the living room, Jenna was sitting next to Dumbledore in silence. Wordlessly and with hands that shook slightly, Elena presented her aunt with the letter. She snatched it out of her hand and read through it, eyes widening and disbelieving noises escaping her every few seconds. When she was finished, she looked back up and glanced hastily between Dumbledore and Elena.

'Seriously?' she asked incredulously.

'Quite,' Dumbledore replied in an almost grave manner.

'That... that...' Jenna spluttered. 'That's ridiculous!' she jabbed a finger rudely at Dumbledore. 'Leave my house, now. I have no idea who you are, but-'

'Jenna!' Elena interrupted, appalled.

'And you are in trouble, young lady!' Jenna hissed, turning on her niece. 'Why didn't you tell me about this?'

'I only just got it!'

Jenna snorted, a wild look in her eyes. 'Yeah, right!'

'I did!' Elena insisted, then she paused. 'Jenna, are you okay?'

'Do you think I'm okay?' Jenna seethed.

And then Elena's aunt fainted.

'Oh, dear,' Dumbledore said as Elena let out a shriek and fussed over Jenna's unconscious form. 'That is most unfortunate, but entirely expected. Not many muggles react well to the news that their child- niece, in this case- has magical powers,'

Elena shook her head, looking back at the old man, exasperated. 'Would you mind helping, please? And also explaining why you're here? And... what's a muggle?'

Dumbledore smiled, eyes definitely twinkling this time.


'So, I'm a witch,' Elena stated flatly once Dumbledore had finished his rather long-winded explanation.

'In short, yes,' the old man gave a kind smile. 'You are taking this rather well- presumably because you are already accustomed to the weird and the wonderful, what, with your involvement with vampires,'

'Yeah, I guess,' Elena nodded. 'And I'm a witch because magical blood runs through the Petrova bloodline and gives magical powers to the doppelgänger?'

'Essentially. I must say, Miss Gilbert, that your ability to grasp the facts is marvellous,' Dumbledore's smile broadened.

Elena frowned slightly, not sure whether he was being genuine or sarcastic. The old man had already shown that he had a sense of humour about him. But Elena liked him; he had helped her move her aunt up to her bedroom using some levitating spell, which was what had convinced her that he was telling the truth.

'Thank you,' she said dubiously. 'And you said that you're going to visit Bonnie now, too... is she coming to the school, too?'

Dumbledore chuckled lightly, 'That would be why she received the letter, my dear,'

'Right,' Elena said quickly, feeling slightly stupid.

'There is also something else I would like to confer with you, Miss Gilbert.'

'What is it?'

'Myself and the other professors at Hogwarts school think it would be best that a few of your friends accompany yourself and Miss Bennett to Hogwarts,'

'A few of my friends?' Elena raised an eyebrow. 'Like who?'

'Damon and Stefan Salvatore, Caroline Forbes, Tyler Lockwood, Alaric Saltzman and Jeremy Gilbert are our preferred options,'

Elena hesitated. 'Why do you want them to come?' she asked carefully.

'For protection,' Dumbledore answered simply. 'I do not think you quite realize how important you are, Miss Gilbert,'

'You want all of them there, just to protect me?'

The Headmaster shook his head. 'No, no, there is another very important student attending Hogwarts at this moment. He needs more protection than one could imagine, I do think,'

'Who is he?' Elena asked, curious.

'Time will tell.'

Dumbledore smiled a mysterious smile and stood. 'I must be going. I expect to hear from you before July 31st, Miss Gilbert,'

Elena grinned. 'I think you will,' she said.

A/N: So, what do you guys think? Like? Not like? Please let me know. :)
Thanks for reading! See you all next chapter!
~AlisaPhenom. XoXo