"Well, it's all a bit obvious now, isn't it?"
Sirius replied around a serving, or ten, of Molly's flapjacks. Harry would most likely have a severe case of whiplash if this conversation wasn't over soon,
"What do you mean by that exactly?", Snape said, clearly not interested in Harry's impending doom of over-stressed neck muscles.
Sirius was clearly enjoying this; "Oh stop being such a pain Severus it just so happens that for a slayer to be called, the one before them must die."
A frustrated glare came across Snape's face, with no mystery of whom it was for, but just as he opened his mouth Harry rambled out a comment laced with wonder,
"Then the other one, theotherslayer, ummm: F-, S-, An-".
"Faith", I interjected,
"Right, well she must've diedandthen-". Harry paused, looking thoughtful, but the sudeen break didn't seem to help our side of the conversation,
"wow, how'd she come back then imean, do slayers heal after they're dead, or…" his eyes lit up,
"how did she die?"I sighed ,
"Harry, she didn't die." Harry didn't seem to register what I was saying,; either that or he was a hell of an actor, which was unlikely considering his last birthday.
"Then the one before her died and came back-", I cut him off, "No, Harry.", his eyes widened considerably, "Then…", I nodded.
"Wow! Three slayers!" Forget Harry, I was in current danger.
"Harry" I said , "There are only two slayers."
"then it was a long time ago then like maybe-" "Harry" Snape said. Harry continued, "decades, or" his eyes lit in anticipation of his own thoughts, "centuries", he breathed the word out, savoring it.
"No.", Harry looked, slightly shocked, with a sad sort of puppy-dog face, turning to Sirius, "but…", "No.", Sirius stated again, firmly this time. Harry turned to Snape now, silently pleading with him, "Sev-", "I'm sorry Harry". The three of us sighed in relief, and I was about explain it all to Harry when, "So what is Buffy then?" I contemplated telling him I was the Tooth Fairy, "With my luck, it'd start this all over again." I mumbled while standing and moving to the liquor pantry, "Anyone want some Vodka? … Harry?"