Title: HJB Diaries

Main pairing: DS/HP

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Diaries or Harry Potter.

I am so excited! This is my FIRST story! :D Thank you all for clicking, it means a lot to me! This begins on Season 1, Episode 1 of VD. I HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT~

Note: x-x-x-x-x (Line break)

Chapter 1

Harry James Potter—now Harry Jameson Black—flopped down on the bed in his new room. His eyes scanned what would be his new room, which right now was cluttered from high to low with boxes, he had yet to unpack. He let out a sigh and laid back on the uncovered king sized bed and just starred aimlessly at the black designer canopy like drapes at the top of his bed for a moment before closing his eyes.

"We just arrived and I already don't like it here." Harry murmured softly as he ran a hand through his soft curly black hair. "I miss Florida."

"I'm sure you'll get used to it," a raspy and low voice spoke out. Harry opened his eyes, and slowly sat up, looking over to the door where Sirius now stood. His arms were crossed over his broad chest and he was leaning up against the wall. "Just give it some time Harry. You never know, you might like this place better."

Better? He never even has a chance to get used to the place before they would have to pack up and move again. It's the same thing, over and over. They would only be able to stay in one place for a couple of weeks and then the wizarding world either finds them or Sirius does something stupid. They had lived in Florida for the longest time and Harry had finally been able to settle down and make some friends. But that was short lived when the wizarding world got a hold of them and Sirius had them move again. So now, here they were, in the boring and quiet town of Mystic Falls, Virginia. In a large spooky mansion—in the middle of the woods—that would be too big for ten people, let alone two.

"Yeah, yeah." Harry waved him off.

"Harry," Sirius spoke softly, a look of concern on his face. He dropped his arms from his chest and let them go limp at his sides as he pushed slowly off the wall and took a small step towards Harry.

Harry frowned and looked away from him, before getting up off the bed and walking over to the window on the other side of the room. He stared out at the dark and wooded scenery before him, hoping Sirius would get the hint that he wanted to be alone for a while.

No such luck.

"Listen, Harry…I'm sorry. I know you liked it in Florida, but—"

"But what, Sirius?" Harry yelled angrily, cutting him off; having finally snapped. Harry hated that word: but. He was sick of it. But this, but that. There was no but about it. "Every time I finally get used to a place, something happens and we end up moving again! I am tired of it!" He looked back at Sirius, his face a furious red and his hands balled into fists at his sides.

Why couldn't Sirius take the hint and leave him alone? Why couldn't Sirius understand him? Why did he have to yell? Why couldn't the Wizarding world just leave them alone? Why couldn't he live a normal life? Why?

Harry had so many questions.

Sirius frowned sadly, letting out a sigh as he rubbed his temples, trying to calm down. Him yelling at the teen would not do any good and would only cause more distress. After a few moments of silence Sirius spoke up.

"Do you want help unpacking your things?"

Harry scowled at Sirius. He hated it when he changed the subject like that.

"No." He said, as he bit his bottom lip, trying not to yell again. He hated yelling.

"Well...alright then. I'll be in the kitchen if you need me…and...at least try Harry."

Sirius tried to force a smile, but failed and turned around and left the room, closing Harry's bedroom door behind him.

After Sirius was gone Harry leaned up against the windowsill and crossed his arms over his chest."Try my arse," he murmured, rolling his eyes, and stood there silently for a moment before then letting out a huff and turning back around. He unlocked the window and slid the frame up, letting the cool night breeze fill his room. Harry closed his eyes, the sharp smell of pine trees running under his nose. Somehow, nights like this always seemed to calm him down.

"CAW!"

Harry's eyes flew open as he practically jumped out of his skin in shock and fell back from the window and onto his rear. "Bloody hell," Harry murmured as rubbed his lower back in pain as he slowly got up.

"Caw!"

Harry looked back at the window, where now a crow was perched on the windowsill. "Oh, it's just a dumb bird." Harry rolled his eyes once again. He couldn't believe he got scared because of a bloody bird.

"CAW!" The crow yapped angrily and flapped it's wings at Harry like it had understood what he had said.

Harry let out a laugh, a slight grin coming to his lips. "Well, sorry Mr. Crow...I didn't mean to offend you," he teased and slowly walked back over to the window and shooed the crow. "Go on, get going." Harry said and the crow flapped its wings once more at him before it flew off into the night. He closed the window, sliding the frame down and locking it back up.

"Great, now I am being followed by crows. Just what I need." Harry said sarcastically and let out one more sigh. "Well, it could have been worse," he mumbled to himself and reached into his jean pocket and pulled out his cell, checking the time. "Already nine. I should sleep. First day of school tomorrow."

Harry walked over to his new king sized bed and placed his cell on nightstand beside the bed, after setting the phones alarm for 6 am. He slipped his shirt off and his jeans, and tossed them to the side, leaving himself in his gray boxers. Harry reached into a nearby box and pulled out a plain burgandy blanket and a pillow, before curling up on the uncovered bed and closing his emerald eyes. His head lay on the soft pillow and the blanket was thrown over his small form, keeping him warm.

It was gonna be a long day tomorrow. New school, new people…new troubles. There was also still the matter of unpacking all his stuff. Or would he even need to? What was the point? They were just gonna end up moving again in a week…

Whatever.

That's something to worry about later.

Right now, he just needed to sleep.

x-x-x-x-x

Dear Diary,

It's another chance to start fresh; a brand new day in a brand new place. Today shall be different. It has to be. I will smile and it will be believable. I will not let the past ruin my chances at a normal life. Not this time. Not ever again.

Harry flipped his small, black, leather bound dairy shut and shoved it in his black messenger bag. Harry then tossed the black messenger bag over his shoulder and fixed his hair in his bathroom mirror before walking out of his room. The mansion was huge, but not as huge as Hogwarts; though if he wasn't careful he could still get lost. The place was a dark and most of the walls were either black, or a crimson red. The furnature looked elegant and gothic, matching the walls and flooring perfectly. The place must have been expense, and Harry wondered how Sirius had been able to afford it. Harry walked down the large stairs in the main corridor, and headed into the kitchen. Sirius sat at the table, sipping a cup of coffee in his favorite gray mug, and reading the newspaper. He grabbed the toast off of Sirius' plate and shoved it in his mouth.

Sirius looked up from the paper and put on his pouting face, causing Harry to smirk. "That was mine." Sirius whined.

Harry just laughed at the mans poor attempt at a puppy face and headed out of the kitchen. "I'm heading out Sirius!" Harry called over his shoulder.

Sirius let out a sigh and waved his hand, looking back at his newspaper. "Have a nice day, Harry."

Harry grabbed the keys and headed out to his car.

Harry had defeated Voldemort at the age of fifteen and had gotten his license a couple months later for his sixteenth birthday, thanks to Sirius. Harry wasn't the best driver, but he wasn't bad either.

He slipped into the drivers' seat of his black 1967 Chevrolet Impala and placed the keys in the ignition and started the car. The radio blasted out old rock and roll music and Harry took one last look at the large gothic mansion before smoothly backing out of the driveway and heading towards the school.

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Harry pulled up into the school's parking lot and all heads immediately turned to him as he parked the car and stepped out. His black hair was wavy and messy as usual, though a little over grown and now rested on his shoulders. He had on a plain grey t-shirt that seemed to hug his torso and revealed his toned chest slightly. He also wore a pair of black skinny jeans that did wonders for his ass and a simple pair of black converse.

Harry locked his car, his messenger bag slung over his shoulder, then headed into the building. All eyes were still on Harry, though he tried to ignore it as he walked into the bustling school. He found the main office and stepped inside, looking around for a moment before spotting a lady working at a desk. Harry walked over to the lady and cleared his troat before speaking.

"Um, excuse me, miss?"

The lady stopped working and looked up at Harry, a soft and kind smile coming to her plump lips. "Yes, how may I help you?"

"I'm Harry Black, the new student," he said giving the lady a smile of his own.

The lady blushed softly at Harry's bright smile. "O-Oh, uh...yes, Mr. Black. Of course," the lady stammered and reached into her desk drawer and pulled out two papers. "Here you are," she said and handed Harry the papers. "This is your schedule and a map of the school, just in case."

Harry's smiled widened and he emerald eyes shined, causing the desk lady to turn a tomato red. "Thank you," he said and turned to leave. "Have a nice day."

"Y-You too." The desk lady said, in a slight daze by the boys bright smile.

Harry walked through the hallway, looking back and forth between his schedule and the map. Not watching where he was going, he collided right into someone who had just come out of the restroom.

"Oh…I-I am so sorry. I wasn't paying attention," he stammered.

Harry looked up to see a girl with long, dark brown hair.

"I-It's okay…I wasn't either."

The girl spoke with a soft voice, a small nervous smile present on her lips.

Harry looked over at the restroom; the one see had just exited from. He noted the sign on the door and raised a eyebrow. "Isn't that…the men's room?"

The girl flushed a bright red and Harry chuckled softly at the girls embarresment.

"Yes, uh…I-I was just…um…I was just," she sighed. "It's a long story."

Harry continued to laugh and she eventually joined in. After a few moments they finally stopped laughing and the girl held out her hand, smiling.

"Anyway, my name's Elena."

Harry shook her hand, smiling back at her.

"Harry, pleasure."

Elena pulled back her hand and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "I've never seen you around before. You new to town?"

"Yeah, me and my godfather just moved here yesterday."

"Oh, I see. Well, welcome to Mystic Falls." Elena said gleefully, giving Harry a cheerful smile.

"Thank you," he smiled back and then there was an awkward silence but after what seemed like an eternity, Elena finally spoke up.

"Would you like some help with your schedule?"

"Oh yeah, that would be great," Harry said happily.

Elena smiled softly and held out her hand and Harry handed the paper to her. Elena skimmed the card, a smile slowly spreading across her lips.

"Looks like you're in the same classes as me. You can just stick with me."

"Awesome. Thanks Elena." Harry said with a soft smile on his face, his emerald eyes glistening brightly like precious diamonds.

Elena smiled back and waved a hand, slowly walking off. "Now problem, follow me."

Harry adjusted his messenger bag on his shoulder and followed after her, a large smile on his lips.

He might have just made his first friend.

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Elena and Harry had just stepped into first period, finding the room scarce; everyone was probably out roaming the halls.

"So Harry, where are you from?" Elena asked as she took a seat in one of the desks. Harry followed suit and took a seat beside her, placing his messenger bag beside his desk on the floor.

"I'm originally from England, but me and my godfather have been moving constantly for the last nine months. I have been to at least eleven different schools in the last few months. Things…haven't been going well."

Elena frowned sadly as she watched Harry's face seem to wither in sadness the more he spoke.

"Are…you okay?"

Harry didn't say anything, his eyes glazed over, seeming to be lost in thought.

"Harry?"

Elena placed her small hand on his shoulder, a worried look on her face.

"Huh…?" Harry snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Elena, immediately seeing the concern on her face.

"Are you okay?" Elena repeated.

"Oh…yeah," he nodded. "I'm fine."

Elena didn't believe him, but she decided not to pry and left it alone. At least for now.

"Elena!"

A voice rang out and Elena took her hand off Harry's shoulder and looked over to the door, a bright smile forming on her lips. Harry flowed Elena's gaze and looked over at the door. His eyes landed on a dark skinned girl with long hair…

"Bonnie." Elena said happily.

Bonnie walked over and sat down in the desk in front of Elena, a gleeful smile on her lips. "So?"

"So, what?" Elena raised a confused brow at her friend.

"Aren't you gonna introduce me?" Bonnie asked, motioning to Harry.

"Oh, right. Bonnie, this is Harry. Harry, this is Bonnie, my best friend and partner in crime," she joked.

Bonnie laughed and held her hand out to Harry. "Nice to meet you."

Harry smiled and shook her hand. "Like wise."

There was a moment of silence and students finally began entering the room and finding their seats; class would be starting soon.

Bonnie looked back at Elena.

"You know, Grams has been telling me that I'm psychic. That our ancestors were from Salem…like witches and all that."

Elena gave Bonnie that are-you-crazy look, while Harry just raised an intrigued brow.

"She just keeps going on and on about it and I am like, 'put this women in a home already,'" she laughed. "But then I started thinking, I predicted Obama—"

Elena hadn't heard the rest of what she said; her focus was turned on the new guy that walked in. Bonnie stopped talking when she realized her friend wasn't listening. The new guy had even caught Harry's attention as well.

"Elena…Earth to Elena," she waved a hand in front of her friends face trying to get her attention.

Harry tapped Bonnie on the shoulder. "Look," he pointed to the new guy that stood in the doorway.

"Oh, wow…he's hot." Bonnie mumbled, her gaze landing on the tall man.

The man looked over at Bonnie and smiled, letting out a soft chuckle like he had heard what she said, making Bonnie's cheeks turn an embarrassing red.

Harry shrugged, smirking. "Yeah, but I've seen better," he said placing an elbow on the top of his desk and resting his chin in the palm of his hand.

Bonnie looked at Harry and giggled at his comment.

The man walked past them and found a seat in the back of the class, his eyes never leaving Elena.

Elena waved at him, giving a soft smile, which he politely returned. Elena then looked back Harry and Bonnie, who now had a smirk of her own.

"I think I have a prediction." Bonnie spoke up, causing Harry to raise a brow. "I predict this year is gonna be kickass and that everything will change for the better."

Elena smiled happily at her friend and let out a laugh.

And for the first time in a long time…

Harry did to.

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The bell rang for the end of class and everyone gathered their stuff up and began heading to their next class. Harry and Elena waved bye to Bonnie since her next class was different than theirs, and then they headed out on their way as well.

"You know, tall, dark, and mysterious was staring at you the whole class," Harry smirked at her.

Elena looked at her new friend and raised a brow. "Really…?"

"You really didn't notice?" Harry asked, raising a brow of his own.

How could she not notice? He was practically ogling her the whole time, even Bonnie had realized it.

Elena didn't say anything and just simply shook her head.

"I think he likes you…either that…or he thinks you're some kind of big juicy steak," he teased, letting out a chuckle.

"I should probably watch out then. Don't want to get eaten," she joked, letting out a chuckle of her own as they walked into their next class.

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The rest of the day went by pretty smoothly. Harry had lunch with Elena and her friends, Caroline, Matt and Bonnie. He even had meet Elena's brother Jeremy, who didn't even seem to notice his presence at the table.

Elena and Harry walked outside together and they made their way across to the parking lot and over to Harry's car.

"That's your car?" Elena asked, wide-eyed, motioning to the shiny black 1967 Chevrolet Impala.

Harry nodded. "Yup, it was a gift from my godfather," he smiled and ran his hand gently across the hood of the car. "Would you, uh…like a ride home?"

Elena looked from the car over to Harry and shook her head. "Oh no, I-I couldn't trouble you like that," she stammered, adjusting the bag on her shoulder.

Harry laughed. "It's no trouble," he smiled unlocking the car and opening the driver side door. "Come on."

Elena went silent, biting her bottom lip, contemplating.

"You know you want to," he teased, a smirk on his lips.

There was a couple seconds of silence before Elena finally answered.

"Okay," she smiled softly.

"Thatta girl," he praised. "Get in."

Harry slipped in the drivers' seat and Elena walked around to the passenger side and got in as well. Harry started the car as Elena slipped on her seat belt.

"Hold on tight," he told her, a devilish smirk on his lips as briskly pulled out of the parking space. The tires screeched loudly across the gravel, causing all heads to look their way as the car sped out of the parking lot and onto the busy street.

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Harry pulled up in front of Elena's house and parked the car. Elena slipped off her seat belt and gathered her things, a little shaken up by the way Harry drove; she didn't expect that at all.

"You are…one hell of a driver," she said, letting out a laugh.

Harry raised a brow, a smirk slowly forming on his lips. "Is that supposed to be an insult or a complement?"

Elena opened the passenger door and then looked back at Harry. "You can take it any way that you want," she smirked and slipped out of the car. "Anyway, thanks for the ride."

Harry let out a laugh. "Anytime Ms. Gilbert," he teased, making Elena roll her eyes, a soft smile gracing her lips.

"Bye Harry," she said chuckling softly and closed the car door and headed up to the front door. Elena waved back at Harry, who smiled and returned her wave, before starting up the car once more and driving off towards home.

It had been a good day for Harry and for once he felt…

Happy.

But, how long would this feeling be able to last?