A/U: Now, Before you all lynch me for not updating the Yu-Gi-Oh/Harry Potter story, i would like to say in my defence, i did try, however this idea wouldn't leave me alone so i decided to put it up and see how people took it.
My name is Buffy Summers.
I am 18 Years old; I go to Sunnydale high, with my best friends, Willow Rosenburg and Xander Harris.
That is the normal side of my multi-dimensional life.
See, here is the complicated part... or one of them at least.
I'm also called a Slayer.
Thanks to 'the prophecy of the Slayer' I was chosen to defend this world again supernatural threats; Luckily for me, my Watcher, Rupert Giles, has taken the post of the librarian so he is always close by to help me.
He is the only one to know my past... my real past.
You see, I was not born Buffy Summers... I was born something different.
Well, I was different full stop... you see I was born a witch.
Normally not an issue, I mean Willow practices magic and rituals with Giles all the time.
However my magic is different, it requires a wand and we could do all sorts of things with it.
I even got training from a special school in Scotland, it was called Hogwarts.
Now you have an idea of how strange my life is, I guess I might as well tell you the name I was born with.
I will always remember that time with fondness.
The time I was known as...
Hermione Jean Granger.
My best friends at Hogwarts were Lavender Brown and Jasmine Potter...
Jasmine... she was the love of my life. She had been sorted into Ravenclaw although she could have been fitted into Slytherin with the mask she wore most of the time; I had been sorted into Gryffindor, the same as Lavender.
During the first few weeks, my time was not the best, I was picked on a lot and teased for my knowledge but it hit a peak on Halloween, when Roland called me a nightmare, I went and cried in the bathroom for the rest of the day.
Now, I will be honest, I was planning on writing to my parents and asking them to get me out and get me home; What I was NOT expecting is to be saved by Jasmine Potter, the-Girl-Who-Lived from a mountain troll of all things.
We became close friends after that; I mean it's not something you can go through together without bonding. After I explained why I was in the bathroom in the first place, she got this look on her face that made me wish it was never directed at me; it was... Ice Cold Fury.
Now I should make a quick note that she is a Redhead, Blood Red yes, but a Redhead... Normally that would mean a lot of shouting; However due to her childhood, that fury is connected to a Slytherin Mindset and Ravenclaw intelligence.
Looking back I would describe the feeling that came off her magic as a Snake, tightly coiled and just waiting to strike. She vanished for the entire day on Saturday, before reappearing at dinner with a look of satisfaction in her eyes, she wouldn't tell me what she has been doing but the next thing I find out is Ronald was in the Hospital ward with severe damage to his Male Genitalia, luckily for him he could still have children, as well as mental scarring, he kept whimpering about a "Demoness" that was stalking the halls.
I went to the Library and confronted her as she was reading an Advanced Book on an obscure branch of magic. I still get dumbfounded when I think about her response, she just got up, patted me on the head, said "your welcome" before sitting down and going back to her book like she was never disturbed.
We became both best friends socially and utmost rivals academically. We were both at the top of the class for everything, Even Professor Snape, our Potions Teacher, had lightened up on her after he figured out she was 1) not like her father at all. 2) One of his best students and 3) has a temper to rival a Hungarian Horntail.
During Second year, I became friends with Lavender Brown, we ended up bonding over hair styles of all things; while I will never want her covering my back in a fight; I will never doubt that she is a goddess at looking good. She helped me straighten my hair so it was silky and smooth instead of my bushy mess. I wanted to get it sorted after realizing I was crushing hard on my best friend.
Her expression was something that made all the work worthwhile.
Third year... I nearly messed up our friendship... she got sent some books that she said she didn't order, they were some of the latest and very rare apparently... I don't know why I didn't believe her but I didn't when she told me she had checked for curses, I was looking through the library with Ronald who was using this as an excuse to 1) get close to me so I can do her homework and 2) fine out stuff about Jasmine, who he had been lusting after.
She apparently came searching for me and overheard me saying that I didn't trust her and left again in tears, I didn't see her for the rest of the day and the wards on her stuff, which I was normally able to pass, had been reset, stopping anyone but her getting near it, let alone into her trunk. She ignored me for 2 weeks before I cornered her in the great hall and demanded an explanation. Well...suffice to say, I, along with everyone else, got a very firm reminder that she 1) is a redhead and as such, has a lethal temper and 2) Also has a large lung capacity, it still makes my ears ring just remembering.
One of the students had gone to get the headmaster, I think his presence was the only reason she didn't try to get spell practice on me, and anyway he heard the argument and demanded, in his normal cheerful manner, to be given the books for tests. Since it was revealed last year, she made no move to hide that all of her passwords and Wards here in parcel tongue, making it impossible for even the headmaster to get through without wasting all of his energy bring them down... and even then they would probably strike back before falling. She handed them 5 books before demanding that all of us leave while giving me a cold glare that made me feel both very small and very alone, like I was back in first year again.
At the end of the year, she was given the books back after the teachers made sure they were clean. She then proceeded to make them look like fools by vanishing them and telling them she would never be stupid enough to hand over the originals and said she gave them duplicates made by the Geminio spell. I think I saw Professor Snapes lip twitch, he always seemed to enjoy when the headmaster was made to look like a fool.
She ignored me for the train ride home and every letter I sent was returned unopened until half way through the summer.
I came back home after going for a walk around the area, as I had taken the habit of doing in my depressed state. When I walked in, I heard my parents talking to someone; I walked into the living room and stopped dead at seeing who it was.
Jasmine was sitting there, looking every part of a Pureblood heiress that she was, talking to my Father about his job and what his plans were for the future. After getting over my shock, I looked at the floor and felt very small again when she didn't even look my way, I fled upstairs to my room and locked myself in, falling into an uneasy sleep.
I woke up a lot more relaxed that when I fell asleep, I didn't have to wonder why when I realized my head was resting in someone's lap and fingers with gliding through my hair, making me purr. The most soothing part of the scene was the quiet singing I could hear, letting me know it was Jasmine who was with me.
I listened to her sing quietly to me before she gently sat me up and began talking; she went through what she heard at the library, to the torment of the nightmares she has had because of my careless words. I broke down and cried, speaking about how horrible I had felt, how I thought I had destroyed my first friendship.
When she pulled away after helping me clear up, I did something unexpected...
I kissed her.
It was nothing major or over the top, just a chaste kiss on the lips. we were both stunned at the kiss and I swiftly moved onto the books for next year, I could tell she wanted to talk about it but I didn't give her the chance, afraid she would say she didn't feel that way about me.
Our Fourth year was... Interesting, the Tri-Wizard tournament was hosted at Hogwarts. Someone was stupid enough to enter Jasmine in as a fourth Champion, they obviously did not know her, The moment the headmasters had followed her into the back room and asked if she put her name in the goblet, she demanded they brought the goblet into the room, once they did she pointed her wand and muttered a very long incantation that flowed through several languages before swearing in French, Making Ms. Delacour choke and blush, Bulgarian, making Mr. Krum snort, and even Mermish, making Headmaster Dumbledore cover his mouth to hide his chuckles.
After they got her to calm down, which took several overpowered cheering charms, she explained what she found to the other champions, explaining why the cup has an Individualization Barrier and what has been done to bypass it*, while the headmasters and headmistress checked over her findings, during that time she firmly assured Cedric that he is the only Hogwarts champion and that if she had to compete she would find something else to represent.
After it was determined that she would still have to compete, she pointed her wand at the goblet of fire again and frowned after several colors flow off the cup and into her eyes. She took the Headmaster to a corner and spoke to her, she never told me what it was about but the headmaster frowned before going to his office.
She made it through the first task easily, coming out on top, they next time that was an event of note was the Yule Ball, everyone was nervous about it, even me.
Now I was not nervous about dancing, I've been able to dance since I was 6, I used to get lessons every week, including the waltz... no I was more nervous because the person who I wanted to ask me was very unlikely to ask me.
So it was a rather big surprise when a week after it had been announced, she took me into an empty class room and asked me to go as her date. As you can imagine I instantly agreed, although I was very put out when she wouldn't show me her dress, and I pouted fiercely for several hours whenever she looked at me.
On the night of the ball we agreed to meet at the hall and I would wait in the hall with the other Champions and their dates, who I had become friends with as Jasmine wouldn't let them sit unless I was allowed to stay. I think all of the males had instant lust and even several of the girls as well when she appeared on the top of the grand staircase.
Now at this point, my jaw was on the ground at how stunning she looked, while the back of my mind pointed out two things. 1) She has stunning taste in dresses and 2) she wanted to match the medieval feel of the castle.**
The night was completely magical for me, we danced all night, and our last dance was a slow dance. I will never forget the feel of her hands holding my body close to hers, she whispers softly into my ear. "Be mine." I simply nod before she tilts my head up and kisses me softly on the lips in the middle of the dance floor.
The rest of the competition was nothing special, except for the slight embarrassment of the judges and the amusement of the crowd during the second task, they had to collect a person they missed most from a merpeople village in the Black Lake, well after all of the others dived in, she simply put her wand to her throat, cast a Sonorus charm to amplify her voice, she sticks her head in the water and politely demands the return of her hostage, which was me, when they refused she started going through a selection of threats, getting progressively worse until Professor Dumbledore, who had been translating for the other judges, winced and refused to continue, stating that he was sure that the judges would like to keep the food in their stomachs.
They very quickly returned me to her when she started projecting her thoughts into the middle of the mervillage, unfortunately the other champions had been there at the time and caught some of the images, so unlike their respective headmasters, they DID lose their Breakfasts.
After the final task, Jasmine had been kidnapped but returned 30 minutes later, looking like death warmed over. She placed a mask that would make Daphne Greengrass, the 'Ice Queen' of Slytherin, jealous before marching to the headmaster, dragging him and Madame Bones, the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, into a private room.
They completely ignored spluttering Fudge because after last year, they all knew he was an idiot and wouldn't be any help.
A Tense hour later and they came back from the headmaster's office, the headmaster looked grave while both Jasmine and Madame Bones looked like Christmas came early.
Madame Bones declared that due to her extremely high test results and dueling skills, Jasmine was made a temporary Hit-Woman, the first thing she did was stun Lucius Malfoy, who had appeared while they were gone, and arrested him for dealing with groups who are working against the Ministry.
That summer she was tested repeatedly against the Auror Groups whenever she was in the Ministry Building and whenever she wasn't she tried to be with me or at her normal home during the summer.
Fifth year was a learning experience to say the least. Using an Old Pureblood training law, Madame Bones was able to grant Jasmine the support and Authorization to help train students to defend themselves and fight in such a way that the Minister couldn't do anything because it would anger every pureblood who follow the old laws.
Myself and Jasmine kept dating, going all the way through the year, I followed her into the Department of Mysteries, after she had called several Aurors and hit-Wizards and witches who had been trained by Jasmine and helped train her. We met Death eaters in the Hall of prophecies and we held our own easily since Madame Bones has given All the Fighters permission to use the less addictive Dark spells and Jasmine had given me permission since she had trained me personally to help develop my resistance to the addiction.
We had nearly defeated them when we met Bellatrix Lestrange, her Husband and Brother in law. The fight got harder but Jasmine was holding her own against the Witch; unfortunately, things took a turn for the worse when Sirius arrived and started dueling.
There is a very large different between Jasmine's and Sirius's dueling style. Jasmine has a finesse that comes close to the Headmaster's. However unlike the Headmaster who only uses Transfiguration, Jasmine uses spells that causes large damage to a small area while barely affecting her magical levels.
It's why she is an expert duelist, she can go on forever while others use high power spells and drain themselves quickly.
But most importantly, she ends the fight quickly, no taunting, no banter. It is a simple, Wham, Bam, thank you ma'am and onto the next target.
Sirius however, He decided it would be a good idea to taunt Bellatrix.
It got him killed.
Jasmine showed that she had some creature blood in her because as she ran, she would vanish into a shadow and reappear a few feet ahead in the direction she was running, which was after Bellatrix Lestrange. Jasmine got her revenge by using an Ancient Chinese Spell.
We had finished dueling and were restraining everyone when we heard the shout of "Gǔ bàozhà." and then a high pitched scream before silence.^
We thought it was over until we heard another battle start, we raced to the Atrium to help only to stop when we find the Dark Lord and Jasmine trading spells at such a rate that following it was like watching Fred and George Weasley finish each other's sentences.
Magic started to fill the area, making my shoulders feel heavy from the pressure. I kept my eyes on my Girlfriend who was starting to use curses that told all of us as well as Madame Bones and Headmaster Dumbledore, who had just floo'd in, that she was planning on ending it here, today.
Everyone was getting light headed as the fight continued past the 10 minute mark, everyone had fallen to the ground and put up seriously strong shields so they don't get hit by stay spells. Everyone believed that it couldn't get more intense but everyone's jaw dropped when they starts casting in parcel tongue only, making all the spells look Avada Kedavra Green.
The Dark Lord appeared to get annoyed that a mere child was matching him spell for spell and cast Fiendfyre forming it into a large serpent. No one was sure what could be done to fight it when Jasmine cast the spell "umbra serpens." the spell saturated the room in dark magic and made the Dark lords eyes widen in both surprise that she knew the spell and fear that it was being cast against him.
Everyone gasped as their shadow left them and formed into the shape of a Golden eagle, the same size as the Dark lord's serpent. it screeched out before diving at the serpent, the shadows easily surrounding the flaming serpents and making it thrash around for 2 minutes before going limp. once it stopped moving the eagle moves back, screeching in triumph before diving at the dark lord who was too shocked to move as it surrounded him and imploded, leaving his scream to echo through the building.
No one dared move, no one dared to hope that it was the end, I stared at the Jasmine, who eyes glazed over before she collapses. I jolt into action and race over to her, checking her for a pulse and calling for someone to help.
It took 4 weeks for her to wake up from the magically induced coma. I wasn't even allowed to visit her as she had to be kept in a special room because her body kept bleeding out all of the dark magic that would have consumed a lesser woman.
When she woke, she was... different, she was a bit darker but even more attentative of my needs and treated me like a princess. When I say she was darker, she was to almost everyone else, She would snap at people more, the Icy Glares and the Mask was used more and more in public. I never blamed her, I never would but it does get you slightly depressed when your girlfriend can't show her emotions in public anymore.
Sixth year was a lot calmer, Professor Snape was a lot calmer and happy now that he didn't have a master to go to, he even held me and Jasmine back before showing her his forearm, Jasmine merely repeated the process all those years ago, she patted him on the head, told him "your welcome." and walked out. I really wished I had a camera to get the look on his face captured for the newest Edition of Hogwarts: A History.
That Christmas I didn't get a present from Jasmine, only a note saying we have to talk. I was not in my best mindset when I was approached by Rupert Giles and his associates, telling me of the Prophecy about "the slayer". Now yes, they told me I would have to move away, and because I wanted to delay the, almost certainly, bad conversation with Jasmine, I accepted their offer.
What I did not expect was them to fake my death and change everything about me while heading to the states, a place called Sunnydale. When I discovered what they did... I was fairly pissed off and nearly killed more than a couple of them. After they told me I could have no more contact with the Wizarding world in case someone discovered my real identity, I was pissed off but I agreed.
Agreeing is my only regret.
* = "cup has an Individualization Barrier and what has been done to bypass it" this idea belongs to Seel'vor and his story "The Real Us." - This is subject to chance if he denies me the right to put this in the story.
** = the Dress i imagined Jasmine in for the Yule Ball is linked to my profile.
^ = Gǔ bàozhà = "bone explode" in Chinese - Also if your wondering, Jasmine hit Bellatrix between the shoulder blades, the scream was when her back burst open, she quickly died of blood loss during the battle.
Real and Review... Definately Review please, every idea and CONSTRUCTIVE CRITISM helps me get better, i would prefer if Flamers would stay away but it is your right to comment if you feel that you must, if you are going to be a flamer, then do not be anonymous as i would be more than happy to answer any complaints you might have. =)
But for those of you who help me get better and point out some flaws, i get on my knees and thank you gratefully before giving you a hug and vanishing in a puff of smoke.
RedEyedFallenAngel (REFA) = the Creation of the Acronym goes to Oceanbreeze7
