charmed . kol mikaelson [1] 'rewriting

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Klaus knocked on the door of the apartment the witches and wizards were staying in.

The door flung open,"Hello?" The voice of the young redhead asked.

"I'm going to have to ask you to leave by tomorrow,"

"Uh-" Lily stuttered,"Mari, Vic, could you come here!" She called into the house.

Two girls stepped out, one with long brown hair and one with blonde.

"Lily is there something wrong?" Marigold asked looking Klaus straight in the eye.

"I'm going to have to ask you to leave. Pack your belongings-"

"How about no?" Victoire glared.

"Excuse me witch? Do you know who you're talking to?"

"An asshole?"

"I will-"

"Niklaus!" A voice called storming the halls.

Rebekah was furious.

How dare he go assault the two girls she's found similarities in?

Her brothers trailed after her, all with amused looks in their eyes.

"Ah, sister! How kind of you to join us."

"Nik, you leave those two girls alone right now!"

Marigold saw that this could get bad very quickly.

She grabbed Victoire's hand and dragged her into the hallway, shutting the door.

"Why should we leave?" Marigold questioned.

"We're done with witch business-"

"We didn't invite you to be apart of our business."

"We just don't want any unauthorized witches here."

"Do we look like we care you-" Victoire was about you insult him when Marigold let out a loud scream.

She collapsed to the floor, her hands in her head.

"Oh shit," Victoire mumbled opening the door and yelling for Teddy.

He came rushing out, taking Mari into his arms.

"They're not her Mari, you're okay, I've got you.."

Marigold was shivering on the floor in a pile of tears.

Whenever a fight broke out or was about to break out this would happen.

--Flashback--

Marigold was sitting in the corner of a dark room.

Some bad people had taken her to try and get Harry to pay them money.

Every day they would come into the room and record her screams as they hurt her.

"They're here!" She heard a sharp voice whisper.

"Get the girl!"

Marigold was grabbed by her hair and tugged towards a door.

She tried to struggle out of her bounds but it just made them hold her tighter.

When the door was opened she saw Ron, Harry and the rest of the older family there.

She was stood up straight.

Thinking she was going back she relaxed until she felt a cold, sharp metal be placed on her neck.

"Don't move!" The man holding her shouted as he dug the knife into her neck, drawing blood.

They had obviously not paid.

"I will count to five. If no money is given to me I will kill her!"

"Five-four-three-two-one-" He was cut off by blood pouring out of his mouth.

Marigold didn't know what the knife the man had on himself did but she used it anyway.

She was defending her own life.

Marigold Lupin had just stabbed a man.

Did she feel any guilt?

No.

She felt nothing.

And it was that way young nine-year-old Mari stayed for seven years. Only when she turned seventeen did it stop.

She spent her entire Hogwarts years in a coma-like state. She was just a shell.

She used dating as a way to feel alive.

Did it suffice?

No.

It was the fifth year when she met her new best friend for the next year.

Alcohol.

--Flashback Over--

"It's okay Mari, I'm here."

"Mari?" A soft voice called from behind the Mikaelson's.

It was Liam holding a tray of cinnamon buns, Arielle standing with two suitcases behind him.

"Did we come at a bad time?"

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