Claire Forbes had everything a girl in a small town like Mystic Falls could want. A boyfriend, popularity, beauty and the best of friends. Everyone always knew they were going to have a good time when the party girl of Mystic Falls shows up.
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*Sooooo, Guesssss Whaaaat...... Guess who's showing up in chapter thirty five?*
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"Focus" Hanna said standing behind Claire. The pair of them were in the middle of a meadow between Mystic Falls and the next town over, where Hanna lived. "Feel the nature around you. Feel the sun on your skin, the wind in their air."
"It feels the same as it always does" Claire said not understanding the significance of nature. Hanna smiled and walked around Claire. She held her hands out in front of her, motioning for Claire to take them.
"Siphon from me" Hanna instructs.
"It hurts" Claire warns.
"Archie has siphoned from me before, I know what I'm doing." Hanna reassures. Claire relaxes slightly remembering her little brother is a Siphoner such as herself. Extending her arms, the two witches grab each others hands. "Concentrate and extract my magic slowly. The slower you do it, the efficient the magic will be to you, the more you'll be able to take it and the less pain the person your siphoning is in."
Claire nods before taking a small breath. Hanna feels the familiar feeling of a Siphoner extracting magic from her. Claire didn't slowly, just as Hanna instructed her too. When Hanna knew Claire had enough, she pulled away.
"Now, focus on the nature" Claire nods and turns her back to Hanna. She closes her eyes. Suddenly the sun on her skin, the wind in her hair, it all held a different meaning to it. She could feel the power surging through it, through her. She felt connected to it, it made her happy.
"You're a natural, Angel." Claire's eyes snapped open and she smiled seeing Henrik standing in front of her.
"Henrik" She whispers. Henrik smiles kissing her forehead before disappearing. Claire hadn't taken enough from Hanna to keep him around for a long time.
"Who's Henrik?" Hanna asked frowning her eyebrows. The Australian walked back in front of Claire noticing the heartbroken look on her face and her struggle to keep the tears away. "What's wrong? Talk to me" Hanna said softly.
"Henrik Mikaelson." Claire told her. "One of my mates. He died about a thousand years ago before they turned into vampires."
"And you can see him?" Hanna asked.
"He's a witch." Claire explained. "He's stuck on the Other Side. Whenever I siphon magic from anybody, he automatically comes back. I can see him, hear him, touch him. As if he were really there." Claire said.
"Do you know how strong you have to be to be able to do something like that? And you just do it naturally?" Hanna asked. Claire shrugs.
"I don't know much about magic. I can never keep it long enough. Bringing Henrik back drains me." Claire explained.
"Extraordinary" Hanna whispers. "You're stronger than Noah could ever imagine." Claire frowns her eyebrows.
"Hanna would it...Would it be possible to bring him back? To bring Henrik back?" Claire asked her eyes desperately pouring into hers. "I've done research and I think I've found the right spell, the right ritual but.. Is it truly possible?" Claire asked.
