This is an idea I had one evening whilst thinking about the 6th book. Set after 'Chosen' and after the 'OotP' Enjoy! - Charlie
Disclaimer - I don't own anything relating to Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I don't own anything relating to Harry Potter.
Chapter 1
He paced the room, once or twice glancing at the phone. A month had gone by and he had only thought of this now? He sighed as he remembered that fateful day, and remembered the look on his face as he fell back through that tattered cloth in the Department of Mysteries. He could even remember his own words, which now seemed almost ridiculous. Could he do this…? It was then that he remembered the look on Harry's face as he restrained him. Without another thought he hastily picked up the receiver and dialled the number.
Buffy Summers was asleep. Or at least, somewhere in between asleep and awake. She wasn't sure. The word she had settled for was dozing. She was 'dozing' on the bed in the small motel room she shared with Dawn and Willow. A month had passed since she and her comrades had defeated the First Evil, and made the place she had once called home into well, pretty much a hole in the ground. Lazily opening one eye, she glanced at the clock. 1:30 in the afternoon. They would all have to make a move soon. She and what was left of the group were slowly making their way to Cleveland, where Giles had talked of another Hellmouth full of more Hellmouth-y goodness. Groaning inwardly, she got up and stumbled over to where Dawn lay on the opposite bed.
"Wha-?" mumbled the sleepy teen as Buffy shook her gently, "Oh, Buffy?" With a quick glance around to refresh her memory, Dawn sighed and sat up stretching. Silently, the two young women gathered their few possessions, which were scattered around the room. Suddenly, Buffy's cell phone, which had almost been forgotten on the bedside locker, gave a sharp 'beep' as it burst into a rousing rendition of 'Girl's Just Wanna have Fun'. Buffy grabbed it and answered.
"Hello?"
"Buffy?" came the slightly muffled yet clearly recognizable English reply.
"Giles!" cried Buffy with a smile, "How are things in sunny old…Bath?"
Giles had left for England almost two weeks ago to gather 'things' which he thought may prove useful once they reached Cleveland. Buffy had a sneaky suspicion that these things were more books.
"F-fine… well not really sunny, but very nice still..." trailed off an obviously confused Giles.
"Great! Well…erm…do you need any help or anything? Or are you calling to check in, cause we are fine, you know…just peachy…" Buffy babbled, motioning to Dawn that she should go on ahead.
"Actually Buffy…" he interrupted, "I needed to talk to…to Willow."
Willow Rosenberg stood outside the 'Lay-Z-Nite's' Motel doing a final head count.
"OK! Sooooo we have…Andrew?"
"Here!" chirped the man with a quick raise of his hand and a somewhat innocent smile. Shaking her head in exasperation at his childishness, Willow continued…
"Rhona?" she called out.
"No," Dawn called as she stepped outside blinking in the sunlight, "She left yesterday remember?"
Willow did. So that meant that all of the potentials, well, slayers now, had left them, except Kennedy. She didn't really blame them. All of them had wanted to go out into the world and do their duty, and live a vaguely normal life. Not stay under the command of Buffy. But Kennedy had stayed with Willow and the others to carry on going to Cleveland. Willow was glad that her new girlfriend was so loyal, but it was slightly worrying. All Kennedy's friends had gone…would she leave soon too? As she thought this, the person in question stepped out behind Dawn.
"Jesus it's hot!" she said as she walked towards Willow with a smile.
"Just like you!" Willow smiled back, then laughed, "OK…cheesy moment there…"
Kennedy just laughed and continued walking towards the school bus, still their only mode of transportation, parked a few metres away. Dawn followed and also climbed aboard.
"Where's Xander?" Willow asked Andrew as he stepped towards the bus.
"Oh, he went to find Faith and Wood." He replied and climbed aboard taking a seat at the front and pulling out a candy bar. As if on cue, Xander, Faith and Principal Wood appeared from the hotel entrance.
"Willow!" called Wood, "We got…" he paused and held up a handful of chocolate, "freebies!"
"Yeah!" Faith sang after him with a grin, "Mini-bar goodies for the road! I got all the alcohol!"
"And I got towels and shampoo and soap," said Xander with a sheepish smile, "not nearly as delicious but just as necessary!"
"And just how did you pay for them?" asked Willow, a note of worry in her voice. Faith winked as she walked past.
"Five finger discount…" and she and Wood headed for the bus. Since the 'final battle' as it was referred to, the pair had been quite close, and Willow often wondered if the rogue slayer had met her match. Xander sighed and dumped his bundle of 'goodies' next to the three small suitcases that needed loading up.
"Right, I'll put these on and then we're off. Where's Buffy?" he asked looking around.
"She's coming," said Willow, "She's probably paying up."
Xander frowned, and shook his head.
"No…Wood and I payed about ten minutes ago…"
Buffy stepped out into the dusty parking lot and looked around for her friends. Spotting them by the bus she ran over, the cell phone still in her hand.
"Willow!" She called. The redhead looked up. "Phone!"
Willow took the phone with a puzzled look and nervously said…"Hello?"
"Giles!" She cried with a fresh smile and she wandered off to take the call. Xander turned to Buffy for an explanation.
"Change of plan…" Buffy said calmly, a glint of command in her eyes, "We're going to Europe…"