AN: I have finally some time to place stories on . I hate school exams. They're so damn tirering. Thank god it over for now. I hope I got good grades. I have writen some good stories that are waiting to be placed on , so now that I got time I'm going to do just that. I hope you'll like it.
As for this story it's a crossover about mainly Harry Potter and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. More may come in, but if that's gonna happen than I'll write it above the chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. They belong to J.K. Rowling and Josh Wedon. I do own any OC.
This is taking place in sixth year of Harry Potter and season one of Buffy. Most of them would be 16.
The dream
Darkness surrounded him and it was cold, very cold. He saw a spot in the darkness that was lighted and in that spot he saw a man. The man laid curled up and was shivering. He had dark shoulder length hair. From what he could see the man was in pain. He wanted to get to the man, to help the man. But then the man and the darkness disappeared. Then numerous of pictures flashed before his eyes. He couldn't see what they showed him and he didn't care. All he wanted was to go back to that man. Harry woke up in cold sweat. The nightmares he was having lately were getting worse and they were also followed by these flashing images. Harry slowly sat up right in his bed. He searched for his glasses and put them on. Then he grabbed the picture standing on his bed stand. It was a picture of him and his godfather, Sirius Black. That one was taken last Christmas. He missed Sirius very much. He died at the end of his fifth year at Hogwarts. He couldn't understand what these nightmares meant. They weren't the same kind of nightmares he normally had. They were all about his godfather, who was in a dark place, were it was very cold, even colder then when you confront a dementor and he was in pain. So much pain that Harry felt a little of it too. He had to get him out of where ever he was. Behind that veil. He had to know what laid behind it. But no one seemed to know. They all say the same thing. His godfather is dead and not coming back. But he just don't want to belief that. Maybe if he hadn't had these nightmares he would have, but now he didn't. He stood up and went outside for a walk. It was like it was all he did this summer. But it was the only way to clear his head.
Somewhere else another boy woke up from a nightmare. Although the dream started different then Harry's dream it ended the same way. The first thing he was going to do was go to the bookstore that sells magic books and find a book that would be useful. There he ran into an older man, who surprisingly to him was British too. The man was surprised to see a boy his age in a duff bookstore like this. The boy had black, shoulder length hair, which was on the front shorter than the back of his hair. He had a doggish look to it. The boy got a little nervous when the man wanted to know what he was looking for. But after a few minutes the man made it clear to him that he knew about magic.
"I'm Memphis Black, by the way." The boy said after a while.
"You can call me Giles. Rupert Giles." The man said extending a hand with a smile on his face. Memphis took it. Looking around him that no one else could hear him Memphis started to talk about what he was looking for.
"I'm looking for a book that has information about a stone arch with a veil." He said.
Giles brow shot up.
"A stone arch with a veil?" Giles asked.
"I think it's some kind of portal. A portal to a really dark and cold place." Memphis said.
"You're trying to get in that place?" Giles asked.
Memphis nodded.
"Why would you want to get in a dark, cold place?" Giles asked.
"There is a person locked up there." Memphis answered.
"And you want to get that person out of there?" Giles asked carefully, already knowing the answer.
"Yes, he is in pain. I have to get him out of there." Memphis said.
Giles could now read the emotions clearly from Memphis' face. Whoever the person was, that was locked up, was someone very important to Memphis.
"Who is this person if I may ask?" Giles asked.
"My dad." Memphis said.
"Ah, I see. I think I have some useful books at my apartment and I might be able to help you." Giles said.
"Really? That would be great, thanks." Memphis said.
After Giles bought the books he came for they went to his apartment.
AN: So this was chapter one of this story. I hope you like it. Please review.
