Hi everybody, I would like to say that I hope everyone who has read my story has enjoyed it so far, it's kinda boring so far, and I need a beta but hey, unless someone volunteers out of the kindness of their big heart I'm still gonna be in need. ( So On with the show and the required disclaimer....
Disclaimer: I own nothing, the characters are all being borrowed from Rowling and Whedon, I'm not yet creative enough to come up with such awesome people.
Spoilers: Um, the end of Buffy, season 4 of Angel and Bk 5 Harry Potter...
Pairings: I think I've said D/G and I'm not sure who else, any requests? Who do you like your Snape with?
Author: Shinsneko points That's me that's me!!!
Rating: Um I'm just covering all bases and saying R...
Title: A Day In the Life 4/?
Just a small note thing, indicates thoughts and 'indicates things said or in the connotation of parentheses or just for emphasis'
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Hmm comfy Rolling over in my new giant fluffy bed I realize that it's morning because I can see the sun shining, and when I say shining I mean shining, more like glaring really. Uhg, I hate mornings. Even when I get myself up I hate mornings. I've been in California for about a week now. Been running around the city to get a feel for it; I pass Wolfram and Hart daily, just to see what I can see, and I've seen a lot. I now know what all the Angel Inc. warriors look like. I think that the blonde vampire Spike is catching onto to my snooping. I can see him scent the air whenever he comes outside. I think he knows I'm there but not to sure where I am. Also I know that he's only told the green demon about me, Lorne I think he is. I've followed all of them a time or two. The most interesting place is where Lorne goes, a demon karaoke bar. I would do more research on the place but it seems kinda odd to me. I'm so used to seeing demons as evil that I've never really thought about how they live and such. It's a big something to get used to. But back to the basics, I've talked to Percy about what I need to be doing and such and you won't believe what he told me. He told me to do what ever I thought was best and what I deemed necessary. Oh let's let the 'Been possessed by an evil teenage spirit of the Dark-Lord from a diary' girl decide what's best. Bugger the diary and it's evil spirit, I'm not evil and I know that, I may be a bit wicked though.
"Ahhh, it's good to sleep in. Staying out all night will do that to a girl, and my brothers used to say my nocturnal habits would come to nothing. The bleeding blighters don't have a clue what I'm doing, except Percy but then the family doesn't like Percy much anymore do they? Oh well I guess I have to get up then don't I?"
This past week I've been learning a lot from and about my roomy Dennis. He's a sensitive phantom and he enjoys the apartment being cold, I do to. I can't handle this horrid heat in California. I'm used to hot being 38 Celsius and not this blistering 95 or above Fahrenheit, whatever they use to measure the temperature, crazy yanks. Oddly enough Dennis does know about the people I need to find because his last roomy was a Cordelia Chase, once best friend, secretary, and Seer to Angel Inc. and friends. She died in a coma but she was a good friend to Dennis. He told me all about the people he's met because of her, his favorite was a half-demon named Doyle who had a thing for Cordelia but died before he could do anything about it. Also he liked the watcher Wesley though Dennis said he was a bit stuck-up and snobbish. Oh well, and Dennis said that the best protector and friend anyone could ever have would be the vampire Angel, he was a guy looking for redemption in any form. What a lot they are, sound like the Order. Some are looking to do the right thing, some redemption, and others a meaning to life, or a reason to keep going on with it. I think I'll get along with these people, if I ever get the nerve to approach them. Oy, what a mission this is. The worst part is Percy has to go and find a man who ahs a history with Angel and co. He won't tell me who he is but that this man is important in finding out something involving Death Eaters in America.
Looking over at my bedside clock, muggles are very inventive I noticed it was only about 3:23 in the afternoon. Time to get my own little mission done then. I need to stop by the local magic shop to pick up some supplies for a potion I'm making, I think I've figured out a way to get that bloody computer to work in a magical community. All I need to do is alter this potion Snape showed us last year in class, it had to do with a restorative and energy-creating potion. If I add a little of a muggle herb called Yun Nan Bai Yao (Yunnun Paiyao) it would add a little energy to the potion and make it electrical. This surprised me because the Chinese herb is usually used for healing and pain relief, but it acts like a catalyst when mixed with Mugwort and Dragons scales in the potion. If this works I am so going to cash in on that. Who said the twins never were a good influence on me? Cough Mum Cough Well I have to go take a shower, I love showers.
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"Bloody 'ell Peaches I tell you someone is following me. I can smell em whenever I leave and its startin' to piss me off! I want t' know who the 'ell is following me and kick their bloody arse!"
Spike was pacing inside Angels' office in Wolfram and Hart, with an audience of just Angel and Lorne, the only demon type people in the family. With Spikes leather duster flaring out after his every step and Angel with his broody face on and Lorne's usual "Mr.Slightly-mysterious and know-all' attitude going on it was a typical day.
"Spike honey no one is out to get you. Whatever it is your smelling or who it is your smelling they are not after you. Wait, have you done something for them to be after you for? Have you pillaged and plundered lately or just plain offended someone with your attitude or rendition of, "I want to be sedated" because sweety you ever sing that in front of me again and I won't be responsible for my actions. I mean really unless someone is hankering for a blonde bony vamp with an attitude only an emotional cripple could love then you are not under any watch or something, no one is out to get you so just calm down and have a drink. Just remember Hun, liquor is quicker than a hole in the head." And with that parting shot Lorne was headed for the door.
"Oh dolls I'm heading out tonight to this new joint I've heard about. It's supposed to be a real happenin' place if you get my drift. Anyone wanna check it out with me?"
Angel and Spike looked at each other, looked at Lorne, looked at each other, they each raised a fist and, "Rock, Paper, Scissors!" with a flourish Angel threw out a paper just as Spike let loose with a rock.
"Ha, I beat you! You get to join Lorne tonight on his jaunt down to a new club. Oh and no one is following you, you paranoid idiot. Now go and find out what you can about this club. Any problems you know who to call. So I'll see you two later, I'm off to find out about this shipment down at the harbor, seems kinda shifty to me."
Angel walked right out the door passed Lorne, leaving Spike who was still sitting on the couch with his arms crossed over his chest in a pout.
"Oh come on Mr.Grumpy it's not that bad, I won't even make you sing. You can just sit at a table and be all anti-social and brooding. Promise." With his hand out for a shake Lorne waited for Spike to take it. With a "ugh what the bloody 'ell" Spike got up to shake Lorne's hand.
"If you think you're driving though you got another think comin'!" and with a final huff they were on their way to a club on the outskirts of LA. The club catered to the alternative crowd, mainly demons, vamps, and other types of people that the real world didn't want to believe in.
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Hmhmhmhm, aw off key humming is so much fun, especially when you do it just to annoy someone. Not that I live with anyone to annoy mind you. 'SQUEAL!' I'm still getting used to the whole living alone thing. I like don't get me wrong; it's just quiet. Dennis suggested I get a radio, or better yet a stereo, I'll have to ask him to explain that.
Watching the city speed pass as I sit in the back of another muggle taxi I realized that yes muggles were inventive, and completely off their bloody rockers! Honestly, all these cars going by at such fast speeds it's a wonder all these people are still alive after riding in them. Oh well I guess if they can do it so can I.
When I got to the magic shop Percy told me to go to, he said they had everything I would need and then some. I was surprised to see that it was all in the public eye of muggles, and that muggles were going in and out like they belonged there. Odd that, but I guess these Americans do things different. When I looked around the area that the magic shop was located in I noticed that there seemed to be a theme going on here. Around the magic shop were several different stores, one considered a health food store, another a tattoo parlor, and one that had interesting clothes for sale in the windows. Sure there were the regular stores like a food market and a muggle bank but the area itself seemed to have a different feel to it.
'JINGLE TINGLE JINGLE TINK' Oh what a nice way to let people know you just walked in a door, better than a screaming portrait I guess.
A smiling young woman in muggle jeans and a very comfy float-y looking shirt greeted me when I cam in the door.
"Hi and welcome to the Arctic Moon, we specialize in the non-mainstream religions and everything else that goes with them. I'm Imogen and if you need any help feel free to ask, or if you just wanna chat I'll be more than happy to. I'm bored out of my mind half the time, no one comes in unless they're looking for something specific, and then they never wanna talk to me, it gets so lonely!"
What a nice lady, kinda too perky for me but hey, not everyone can pull off reclusive yet friendly. I need that Yun Nan Bai Yao though so I guess a conversation is in order. Walking up to her I noticed a pointy piece of wood in her hair, it seemed to be keeping her rather large bun of hair in place, odd that that wood looked like a wand, hm must see about this.
'JINGLE TINGLE JINGLE TINK' Oh someone else just walked in, that bell must drive that Imogen nutters, but as she said it doesn't ring that much so I guess it isn't that bad for her. You just have to like the sound of bells I guess.
Now that's interesting. Ever since my first year I've been able to tell when someone has been touched by or their life has been changed by the effect of evil. Takes one to know one eh? But this girl was different, sure she had the usual um... what to call it? I don't know what call it, taint seems like a good word, because the feeling left behind from a personal encounter with something that is whole-y evil or just mostly evil leaves a type of residue or taint on your person, or aura. But this girl had the usual taint but also a type of energy, kinda greenish, around her, like she'd rolled around in the grass and was permanently stained.
Also she had a very distinct look, what I have to come to realize is the true California girl look. She had the slightly streaked sun-bleached hair that is true to the girls here and the tight clothing that goes with the whole made up look that they seem to have cultivated to an art form. But she had something the other girls I've seen don't seem to have scars. She had a scar across her belly, another that ran diagonally from her left shoulder to her the underside of her left arm. She also had a small scar that you could barely even see, but if you looked close enough over her right eye and in her hair line you could see a small thin white line that began about 3mm before her hair started to grow and how it ran back into her hair. I didn't notice this all to begin with when I first saw her, she told me all these things later, but I could see the one on her stomach though.
"Hey Imogen how's tricks? Been a while you know? So anything new happen while I was gone, what's the what down here in happy 'ole LA?
Did I mention she was a very straightforward feeling type of girl? What being at least 3 inches taller than me and with hair that made even movie stars jealous at its thickness and what seemed to me at the time utter control-ability wouldn't you get the feeling of confidence, I think so.
But enough babbling, the girl was looking at me oddly even as Imogen squealed her unequaled happiness and ran around the counter to hug the new girl. Now I'm not saying anything against free love and everything but on Imogen's side of the hug there was a more than friendly feeling going on if you know what I mean. But the other girl you could just tell knew what was going on and accepted it, but didn't return the feeling.
"Oh Dawnie I'm so glad to see you! It's been over a year since I've seen any of you, what's been going on? After that thing with Willow and all the things she needed for that last spell I've been so worried! What happened, did the spell work, did Willow become evil-veiny Willow or what? Tell me!!!"
Now that was an ear-opener. Evil-veiny Willow, I assume they are talking about a person here, as trees do not seem to have very abundant veins, none that you can see with the naked eye anyway.
Again with the weird look from the new girl, this was getting annoying. I've had looks before, scared, terrified, amused, frustrated, the 'You'll understand when your older' look, I hated that one tolerant, annoyed, and so on until you run out of looks and they start over again. But this was a new look; it was part curiosity, disbelief, and part puzzlement. Wow never thought I'd see the day that anyone looked at me with curiosity. It's not easy being the youngest Weasley you know, everything I've done my brothers have done before me. So no surprising the Professors or such, it's a huge downer on my adventurous spirit let me tell you.
But this girl looking interesting to me, I think I might introduce myself, I've never met anyone else with an aura quite like hers. So I scooted over there all quiet like and kind of hovered around the edges of their peripheral vision. I acted like I was looking at the stores on the walls, which I might add are very well stocked and I honestly think that even Snape would have approved of the meticulous way the jars and the ingredients kept. They were all alphabetically labeled and kept in that order, they even had what seemed to be dates on the labels. Now that is one very meticulous shopkeeper.
As the girl and Imogen started to chat I looked around for the herb I needed, but unfortunately it was right next to and kind of behind the girl, or Dawnie as Imogen called her. Now that was a weird name, No comments from the peanut gallery or you'll learn why the twins fear my Bat-Bogey Hex but I guess you just couldn't help the yanks.
Keeping out of direct eye-sight of Dawnie I made my way over to the herb, but only got the Dawnie's right arm before she made an extravagant gesture with her arm and knocked me flat on my arse. That girl had some pretty powerful arms for what she looked like.
With an "Ooof," and an unhappy grunt I landed on my padded backside, which hurt mind you, even if it was generously padded.
"Oh I'm so sorry, are you ok? I totally didn't mean to do that! I didn't even see you! I am so so sorry! Here let me help you up." And with that she hauled me to my feet with one arm, she'd grabbed my left wrist with her right hand and just 'pulled' me to my feet. Now I know a girl can be strong but this was just ridiculous. I'm not a big girl, barely reaching 5 foot 5 inches by a yanks standards. But still she is maybe 3 inches taller and seemed not nearly as well padded as I am, yet she was able to haul me up from the floor, no sweat. Odd, must discover more about this girl.
"Oh it's no big deal, happens all the time, no harm done. See all better." I said this as I patted my padded bottom, wincing only slightly at the sting that that brought on. As I patted I noticed something was missing, my wand. It must have fallen out of my sleeve when I fell; great now I have to crawl around looking for my wand. Or maybe not.
"Um deary is this yours? You seemed to have dropped it when you fell." Gulp Imogen was holding up my wand while looking at me with a whole a lot more intelligence in her eyes than before. I knew I was in trouble but I was really hoping for a miracle right about now. None came, as no surprise to me. When my wand held aloft there had been a small emission of gold and silver sparks from my wand. Now I knew for sure Imogen was a witch, but what about this Dawnie? Were the laws here different about muggles concerning their knowledge of the wizarding world? Oh goddess why am I never told these things? If someone would take the time to tell me these things I wouldn't get in trouble so much now would I?
"Eh yes, yes it is. Can I have it back please?" Holding out my hand I waited for her to give it back.
"Now hun you must know it is rude to come in to another witches shop without letting her know who or what you are. Now are you gonna introduce yourself or am I gonna have to start guessing? Believe me you don't want me, because I can guess for a long time. Plus your British, I don't know very many British witches but I'm willing to bet you've been to Hogwarts huh? Nice place that Hogwarts, so much more history than the Salem Institute or the San Francisco Institute. Notice how we call our schools Institutes, like their some type of place where we send our kids to be locked up, I'm babbling aren't I?"
Dawnie and I both nodded our heads.
"Um, I don't your laws about muggles and such so I'm not so sure about introducing my self in front of her." I just casually tilted my head in the direction of Dawnie.
"Oh don't worry about her, she knows all about the magics and stuff, hell she probably has more than you or I ever can..." Alright now Dawnie was holding her hand over Imogen's mouth and shaking her head in the negative. I guess it was a personal thing with this Dawnie about her and her 'magics'.
"Well I guess I could tell you, as long as you promise not to tell anyone else alright, I'm in hiding right now. Not that I'm bad or anything I'm just looking for some people. Oh well, I'm Ginny Weasley, 7th child in a family of 7. I have 6 older brothers who think I'm a little girl no matter how old I get or what I do. I'm here looking for people to help the wizarding world fight He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. I know the names of the people I need to find but not what they look like. I also have vague ideas of their whereabouts and what they're doing. Oh and I need some Yun Nan Bai Yao for a potion I'm making so that my computer will work in the wizarding community. Anything else you'd like to know?"
That was a bit over the top I know but I couldn't help myself, it just sort of spilled out.
"Hm, well then, let's see what we can do shall we?" Imogen then pulled out the now confirmed wand from her bun and started the ever-popular swish and flick.
"Oh ah well I guess I better introduce my self then huh? I'm Dawn Summers, sister to the Slayer and friend to the Scoobies. Nice to meet you."
No way, no bloody way! I could not believe my luck, I had the bloody key here with me, in this store, right now, and she was talking to me, let me say she was not what I expected, I don't what I did expect but it wasn't this. Oh boy I couldn't pass this up.
"You're the key, you're the key that Hell God Glory was after aren't you? I can't believe it; you've made my bloody week. Hell forget that, my bloody month, oh you've saved me so much time!" At the end of my little out burst I rushed up and landed Dawn in a huge rib-cracking hug. Not the smartest move on my part but still, I was just so happy. After a few seconds I realized what I'd done, I slowly let go of Dawn and took a few steps back.
"I've just made a bloody mess of things haven't I? I think I've just channeled my brother Ron for a moment, he's the one who does bloody stupid things like that not me. Well I guess I do now huh?"
Both Dawn and Imogen looked shocked and slightly suspicious, but I knew I didn't have choice in what was going to happen. Dumbledore said I would know what to say when the time came and now the time has come, well kiss this you wrinkly old man, I've totally wonked this up.
"How do you know about Glory and what do you know about me being the key? Who are you really?"
Oh great now their going to kill me and the only person who knows where I'm at is a phantom who likes day time soaps. Great, just bloody terrific.
"I told you before, I'm looking for people to help the wizarding world fight a dark wizard, and incidentally you are one of those people. Also I'm looking for your sister, a witch, a muggle, another slayer, and tons more people who you probalb y know already because e the file said you did."
Yep that's going to go over well, sure is, NOT!
"Ok now you're just making me crazy. What are you talking about, what wizarding world, what crazy dark wizard, and why the hell are you looking for me and my sister and friends?"
I know I looked sheepish but I couldn't help it, it just sort of happened.
"Ok as long as you promise not to kill me I'll tell you everything you need to know, hell, I'll tell you everything you WANT to know which is even better. But I just need you to hear me out and listen. If you agree to that I'll tell you everything."
At this Dawn still looked tense but willing to listen, I'm hopeful.
"Alright I'll listen to what you have but I don't know what expect me to do about your little problem, I'm not even a slayer." Dawn looked a little miffed at this.
While Dawn and I had our little confrontation Imogen had been getting my herb together, and actually a bunch of other things to now that I noticed, she had a whole box of stuff.
"Um miss I don't need all that you have there, just he Yun Nan Bai Yao."
Great another thing I can't control in my life, merchants.
"Oh don't worry about this my dear, your Prof. Dumbledore has already paid for all this, you have an open account with me dear. Anything you buy goes straight to it, nothing out of pocket for you, oh no."
Well that's nice to know, free stuff that always makes me a bit happier.
"That's nice to know, thank you. Oh and can you tell Prof. Dumbledore thanks also for me too?"
"Of course hun, now you and Dawnie just run along now and discuss what you need to. I'm sure it will all work out in the end."
I wish people would stop saying that, it really makes me tetchy. With another swish and flick the huge box of stuff was shrunk to the size of a walnut and then floated into my left jeans pocket, convient huh?
"Um, I guess we better get on with that discussion then huh?" asked a flustered Dawn. I think it was the shrinking box and floating it into my pocket that got her. But we did need to have that discussion.
"Oh I know that perfect place. It's just on the outskirts of town, Dawn you might know the owner, a Willie someone. It's a nice place, drinks, actual good food and karoake. It's lots of fun and I love going there. Here, here's directions on how to get there. Tell Willie I said hi and hope he's doing ok. Toodles dolls, toodles!"
Next thing I know I'm in the car with Dawn and we're on our way to this Willie's place. Oh joy oh rapture, another bloody adventure.
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AN: Ok sorry it took so long to get this chapter out but I graduated High school on June this year and I've been kinda depressed lately, I had really no inspiration but I'm feeling a bit better. I'm serious about who would you like to see together, definitely would like ideas for Snape, I just have the worst urge to mess with the man. (
Next Chapter: Alcohol, drunk vampires, drunk keys and witches, karoake, and 'What happens when you give a witch a stereo'. Oh and I'm going to add another character from a past Buffy ep into the next chapter, here's some clues: female, was in one ep, is dead. Who is she? Toodles my loves, TOODLES!!!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, the characters are all being borrowed from Rowling and Whedon, I'm not yet creative enough to come up with such awesome people.
Spoilers: Um, the end of Buffy, season 4 of Angel and Bk 5 Harry Potter...
Pairings: I think I've said D/G and I'm not sure who else, any requests? Who do you like your Snape with?
Author: Shinsneko points That's me that's me!!!
Rating: Um I'm just covering all bases and saying R...
Title: A Day In the Life 4/?
Just a small note thing, indicates thoughts and 'indicates things said or in the connotation of parentheses or just for emphasis'
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Hmm comfy Rolling over in my new giant fluffy bed I realize that it's morning because I can see the sun shining, and when I say shining I mean shining, more like glaring really. Uhg, I hate mornings. Even when I get myself up I hate mornings. I've been in California for about a week now. Been running around the city to get a feel for it; I pass Wolfram and Hart daily, just to see what I can see, and I've seen a lot. I now know what all the Angel Inc. warriors look like. I think that the blonde vampire Spike is catching onto to my snooping. I can see him scent the air whenever he comes outside. I think he knows I'm there but not to sure where I am. Also I know that he's only told the green demon about me, Lorne I think he is. I've followed all of them a time or two. The most interesting place is where Lorne goes, a demon karaoke bar. I would do more research on the place but it seems kinda odd to me. I'm so used to seeing demons as evil that I've never really thought about how they live and such. It's a big something to get used to. But back to the basics, I've talked to Percy about what I need to be doing and such and you won't believe what he told me. He told me to do what ever I thought was best and what I deemed necessary. Oh let's let the 'Been possessed by an evil teenage spirit of the Dark-Lord from a diary' girl decide what's best. Bugger the diary and it's evil spirit, I'm not evil and I know that, I may be a bit wicked though.
"Ahhh, it's good to sleep in. Staying out all night will do that to a girl, and my brothers used to say my nocturnal habits would come to nothing. The bleeding blighters don't have a clue what I'm doing, except Percy but then the family doesn't like Percy much anymore do they? Oh well I guess I have to get up then don't I?"
This past week I've been learning a lot from and about my roomy Dennis. He's a sensitive phantom and he enjoys the apartment being cold, I do to. I can't handle this horrid heat in California. I'm used to hot being 38 Celsius and not this blistering 95 or above Fahrenheit, whatever they use to measure the temperature, crazy yanks. Oddly enough Dennis does know about the people I need to find because his last roomy was a Cordelia Chase, once best friend, secretary, and Seer to Angel Inc. and friends. She died in a coma but she was a good friend to Dennis. He told me all about the people he's met because of her, his favorite was a half-demon named Doyle who had a thing for Cordelia but died before he could do anything about it. Also he liked the watcher Wesley though Dennis said he was a bit stuck-up and snobbish. Oh well, and Dennis said that the best protector and friend anyone could ever have would be the vampire Angel, he was a guy looking for redemption in any form. What a lot they are, sound like the Order. Some are looking to do the right thing, some redemption, and others a meaning to life, or a reason to keep going on with it. I think I'll get along with these people, if I ever get the nerve to approach them. Oy, what a mission this is. The worst part is Percy has to go and find a man who ahs a history with Angel and co. He won't tell me who he is but that this man is important in finding out something involving Death Eaters in America.
Looking over at my bedside clock, muggles are very inventive I noticed it was only about 3:23 in the afternoon. Time to get my own little mission done then. I need to stop by the local magic shop to pick up some supplies for a potion I'm making, I think I've figured out a way to get that bloody computer to work in a magical community. All I need to do is alter this potion Snape showed us last year in class, it had to do with a restorative and energy-creating potion. If I add a little of a muggle herb called Yun Nan Bai Yao (Yunnun Paiyao) it would add a little energy to the potion and make it electrical. This surprised me because the Chinese herb is usually used for healing and pain relief, but it acts like a catalyst when mixed with Mugwort and Dragons scales in the potion. If this works I am so going to cash in on that. Who said the twins never were a good influence on me? Cough Mum Cough Well I have to go take a shower, I love showers.
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"Bloody 'ell Peaches I tell you someone is following me. I can smell em whenever I leave and its startin' to piss me off! I want t' know who the 'ell is following me and kick their bloody arse!"
Spike was pacing inside Angels' office in Wolfram and Hart, with an audience of just Angel and Lorne, the only demon type people in the family. With Spikes leather duster flaring out after his every step and Angel with his broody face on and Lorne's usual "Mr.Slightly-mysterious and know-all' attitude going on it was a typical day.
"Spike honey no one is out to get you. Whatever it is your smelling or who it is your smelling they are not after you. Wait, have you done something for them to be after you for? Have you pillaged and plundered lately or just plain offended someone with your attitude or rendition of, "I want to be sedated" because sweety you ever sing that in front of me again and I won't be responsible for my actions. I mean really unless someone is hankering for a blonde bony vamp with an attitude only an emotional cripple could love then you are not under any watch or something, no one is out to get you so just calm down and have a drink. Just remember Hun, liquor is quicker than a hole in the head." And with that parting shot Lorne was headed for the door.
"Oh dolls I'm heading out tonight to this new joint I've heard about. It's supposed to be a real happenin' place if you get my drift. Anyone wanna check it out with me?"
Angel and Spike looked at each other, looked at Lorne, looked at each other, they each raised a fist and, "Rock, Paper, Scissors!" with a flourish Angel threw out a paper just as Spike let loose with a rock.
"Ha, I beat you! You get to join Lorne tonight on his jaunt down to a new club. Oh and no one is following you, you paranoid idiot. Now go and find out what you can about this club. Any problems you know who to call. So I'll see you two later, I'm off to find out about this shipment down at the harbor, seems kinda shifty to me."
Angel walked right out the door passed Lorne, leaving Spike who was still sitting on the couch with his arms crossed over his chest in a pout.
"Oh come on Mr.Grumpy it's not that bad, I won't even make you sing. You can just sit at a table and be all anti-social and brooding. Promise." With his hand out for a shake Lorne waited for Spike to take it. With a "ugh what the bloody 'ell" Spike got up to shake Lorne's hand.
"If you think you're driving though you got another think comin'!" and with a final huff they were on their way to a club on the outskirts of LA. The club catered to the alternative crowd, mainly demons, vamps, and other types of people that the real world didn't want to believe in.
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Hmhmhmhm, aw off key humming is so much fun, especially when you do it just to annoy someone. Not that I live with anyone to annoy mind you. 'SQUEAL!' I'm still getting used to the whole living alone thing. I like don't get me wrong; it's just quiet. Dennis suggested I get a radio, or better yet a stereo, I'll have to ask him to explain that.
Watching the city speed pass as I sit in the back of another muggle taxi I realized that yes muggles were inventive, and completely off their bloody rockers! Honestly, all these cars going by at such fast speeds it's a wonder all these people are still alive after riding in them. Oh well I guess if they can do it so can I.
When I got to the magic shop Percy told me to go to, he said they had everything I would need and then some. I was surprised to see that it was all in the public eye of muggles, and that muggles were going in and out like they belonged there. Odd that, but I guess these Americans do things different. When I looked around the area that the magic shop was located in I noticed that there seemed to be a theme going on here. Around the magic shop were several different stores, one considered a health food store, another a tattoo parlor, and one that had interesting clothes for sale in the windows. Sure there were the regular stores like a food market and a muggle bank but the area itself seemed to have a different feel to it.
'JINGLE TINGLE JINGLE TINK' Oh what a nice way to let people know you just walked in a door, better than a screaming portrait I guess.
A smiling young woman in muggle jeans and a very comfy float-y looking shirt greeted me when I cam in the door.
"Hi and welcome to the Arctic Moon, we specialize in the non-mainstream religions and everything else that goes with them. I'm Imogen and if you need any help feel free to ask, or if you just wanna chat I'll be more than happy to. I'm bored out of my mind half the time, no one comes in unless they're looking for something specific, and then they never wanna talk to me, it gets so lonely!"
What a nice lady, kinda too perky for me but hey, not everyone can pull off reclusive yet friendly. I need that Yun Nan Bai Yao though so I guess a conversation is in order. Walking up to her I noticed a pointy piece of wood in her hair, it seemed to be keeping her rather large bun of hair in place, odd that that wood looked like a wand, hm must see about this.
'JINGLE TINGLE JINGLE TINK' Oh someone else just walked in, that bell must drive that Imogen nutters, but as she said it doesn't ring that much so I guess it isn't that bad for her. You just have to like the sound of bells I guess.
Now that's interesting. Ever since my first year I've been able to tell when someone has been touched by or their life has been changed by the effect of evil. Takes one to know one eh? But this girl was different, sure she had the usual um... what to call it? I don't know what call it, taint seems like a good word, because the feeling left behind from a personal encounter with something that is whole-y evil or just mostly evil leaves a type of residue or taint on your person, or aura. But this girl had the usual taint but also a type of energy, kinda greenish, around her, like she'd rolled around in the grass and was permanently stained.
Also she had a very distinct look, what I have to come to realize is the true California girl look. She had the slightly streaked sun-bleached hair that is true to the girls here and the tight clothing that goes with the whole made up look that they seem to have cultivated to an art form. But she had something the other girls I've seen don't seem to have scars. She had a scar across her belly, another that ran diagonally from her left shoulder to her the underside of her left arm. She also had a small scar that you could barely even see, but if you looked close enough over her right eye and in her hair line you could see a small thin white line that began about 3mm before her hair started to grow and how it ran back into her hair. I didn't notice this all to begin with when I first saw her, she told me all these things later, but I could see the one on her stomach though.
"Hey Imogen how's tricks? Been a while you know? So anything new happen while I was gone, what's the what down here in happy 'ole LA?
Did I mention she was a very straightforward feeling type of girl? What being at least 3 inches taller than me and with hair that made even movie stars jealous at its thickness and what seemed to me at the time utter control-ability wouldn't you get the feeling of confidence, I think so.
But enough babbling, the girl was looking at me oddly even as Imogen squealed her unequaled happiness and ran around the counter to hug the new girl. Now I'm not saying anything against free love and everything but on Imogen's side of the hug there was a more than friendly feeling going on if you know what I mean. But the other girl you could just tell knew what was going on and accepted it, but didn't return the feeling.
"Oh Dawnie I'm so glad to see you! It's been over a year since I've seen any of you, what's been going on? After that thing with Willow and all the things she needed for that last spell I've been so worried! What happened, did the spell work, did Willow become evil-veiny Willow or what? Tell me!!!"
Now that was an ear-opener. Evil-veiny Willow, I assume they are talking about a person here, as trees do not seem to have very abundant veins, none that you can see with the naked eye anyway.
Again with the weird look from the new girl, this was getting annoying. I've had looks before, scared, terrified, amused, frustrated, the 'You'll understand when your older' look, I hated that one tolerant, annoyed, and so on until you run out of looks and they start over again. But this was a new look; it was part curiosity, disbelief, and part puzzlement. Wow never thought I'd see the day that anyone looked at me with curiosity. It's not easy being the youngest Weasley you know, everything I've done my brothers have done before me. So no surprising the Professors or such, it's a huge downer on my adventurous spirit let me tell you.
But this girl looking interesting to me, I think I might introduce myself, I've never met anyone else with an aura quite like hers. So I scooted over there all quiet like and kind of hovered around the edges of their peripheral vision. I acted like I was looking at the stores on the walls, which I might add are very well stocked and I honestly think that even Snape would have approved of the meticulous way the jars and the ingredients kept. They were all alphabetically labeled and kept in that order, they even had what seemed to be dates on the labels. Now that is one very meticulous shopkeeper.
As the girl and Imogen started to chat I looked around for the herb I needed, but unfortunately it was right next to and kind of behind the girl, or Dawnie as Imogen called her. Now that was a weird name, No comments from the peanut gallery or you'll learn why the twins fear my Bat-Bogey Hex but I guess you just couldn't help the yanks.
Keeping out of direct eye-sight of Dawnie I made my way over to the herb, but only got the Dawnie's right arm before she made an extravagant gesture with her arm and knocked me flat on my arse. That girl had some pretty powerful arms for what she looked like.
With an "Ooof," and an unhappy grunt I landed on my padded backside, which hurt mind you, even if it was generously padded.
"Oh I'm so sorry, are you ok? I totally didn't mean to do that! I didn't even see you! I am so so sorry! Here let me help you up." And with that she hauled me to my feet with one arm, she'd grabbed my left wrist with her right hand and just 'pulled' me to my feet. Now I know a girl can be strong but this was just ridiculous. I'm not a big girl, barely reaching 5 foot 5 inches by a yanks standards. But still she is maybe 3 inches taller and seemed not nearly as well padded as I am, yet she was able to haul me up from the floor, no sweat. Odd, must discover more about this girl.
"Oh it's no big deal, happens all the time, no harm done. See all better." I said this as I patted my padded bottom, wincing only slightly at the sting that that brought on. As I patted I noticed something was missing, my wand. It must have fallen out of my sleeve when I fell; great now I have to crawl around looking for my wand. Or maybe not.
"Um deary is this yours? You seemed to have dropped it when you fell." Gulp Imogen was holding up my wand while looking at me with a whole a lot more intelligence in her eyes than before. I knew I was in trouble but I was really hoping for a miracle right about now. None came, as no surprise to me. When my wand held aloft there had been a small emission of gold and silver sparks from my wand. Now I knew for sure Imogen was a witch, but what about this Dawnie? Were the laws here different about muggles concerning their knowledge of the wizarding world? Oh goddess why am I never told these things? If someone would take the time to tell me these things I wouldn't get in trouble so much now would I?
"Eh yes, yes it is. Can I have it back please?" Holding out my hand I waited for her to give it back.
"Now hun you must know it is rude to come in to another witches shop without letting her know who or what you are. Now are you gonna introduce yourself or am I gonna have to start guessing? Believe me you don't want me, because I can guess for a long time. Plus your British, I don't know very many British witches but I'm willing to bet you've been to Hogwarts huh? Nice place that Hogwarts, so much more history than the Salem Institute or the San Francisco Institute. Notice how we call our schools Institutes, like their some type of place where we send our kids to be locked up, I'm babbling aren't I?"
Dawnie and I both nodded our heads.
"Um, I don't your laws about muggles and such so I'm not so sure about introducing my self in front of her." I just casually tilted my head in the direction of Dawnie.
"Oh don't worry about her, she knows all about the magics and stuff, hell she probably has more than you or I ever can..." Alright now Dawnie was holding her hand over Imogen's mouth and shaking her head in the negative. I guess it was a personal thing with this Dawnie about her and her 'magics'.
"Well I guess I could tell you, as long as you promise not to tell anyone else alright, I'm in hiding right now. Not that I'm bad or anything I'm just looking for some people. Oh well, I'm Ginny Weasley, 7th child in a family of 7. I have 6 older brothers who think I'm a little girl no matter how old I get or what I do. I'm here looking for people to help the wizarding world fight He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. I know the names of the people I need to find but not what they look like. I also have vague ideas of their whereabouts and what they're doing. Oh and I need some Yun Nan Bai Yao for a potion I'm making so that my computer will work in the wizarding community. Anything else you'd like to know?"
That was a bit over the top I know but I couldn't help myself, it just sort of spilled out.
"Hm, well then, let's see what we can do shall we?" Imogen then pulled out the now confirmed wand from her bun and started the ever-popular swish and flick.
"Oh ah well I guess I better introduce my self then huh? I'm Dawn Summers, sister to the Slayer and friend to the Scoobies. Nice to meet you."
No way, no bloody way! I could not believe my luck, I had the bloody key here with me, in this store, right now, and she was talking to me, let me say she was not what I expected, I don't what I did expect but it wasn't this. Oh boy I couldn't pass this up.
"You're the key, you're the key that Hell God Glory was after aren't you? I can't believe it; you've made my bloody week. Hell forget that, my bloody month, oh you've saved me so much time!" At the end of my little out burst I rushed up and landed Dawn in a huge rib-cracking hug. Not the smartest move on my part but still, I was just so happy. After a few seconds I realized what I'd done, I slowly let go of Dawn and took a few steps back.
"I've just made a bloody mess of things haven't I? I think I've just channeled my brother Ron for a moment, he's the one who does bloody stupid things like that not me. Well I guess I do now huh?"
Both Dawn and Imogen looked shocked and slightly suspicious, but I knew I didn't have choice in what was going to happen. Dumbledore said I would know what to say when the time came and now the time has come, well kiss this you wrinkly old man, I've totally wonked this up.
"How do you know about Glory and what do you know about me being the key? Who are you really?"
Oh great now their going to kill me and the only person who knows where I'm at is a phantom who likes day time soaps. Great, just bloody terrific.
"I told you before, I'm looking for people to help the wizarding world fight a dark wizard, and incidentally you are one of those people. Also I'm looking for your sister, a witch, a muggle, another slayer, and tons more people who you probalb y know already because e the file said you did."
Yep that's going to go over well, sure is, NOT!
"Ok now you're just making me crazy. What are you talking about, what wizarding world, what crazy dark wizard, and why the hell are you looking for me and my sister and friends?"
I know I looked sheepish but I couldn't help it, it just sort of happened.
"Ok as long as you promise not to kill me I'll tell you everything you need to know, hell, I'll tell you everything you WANT to know which is even better. But I just need you to hear me out and listen. If you agree to that I'll tell you everything."
At this Dawn still looked tense but willing to listen, I'm hopeful.
"Alright I'll listen to what you have but I don't know what expect me to do about your little problem, I'm not even a slayer." Dawn looked a little miffed at this.
While Dawn and I had our little confrontation Imogen had been getting my herb together, and actually a bunch of other things to now that I noticed, she had a whole box of stuff.
"Um miss I don't need all that you have there, just he Yun Nan Bai Yao."
Great another thing I can't control in my life, merchants.
"Oh don't worry about this my dear, your Prof. Dumbledore has already paid for all this, you have an open account with me dear. Anything you buy goes straight to it, nothing out of pocket for you, oh no."
Well that's nice to know, free stuff that always makes me a bit happier.
"That's nice to know, thank you. Oh and can you tell Prof. Dumbledore thanks also for me too?"
"Of course hun, now you and Dawnie just run along now and discuss what you need to. I'm sure it will all work out in the end."
I wish people would stop saying that, it really makes me tetchy. With another swish and flick the huge box of stuff was shrunk to the size of a walnut and then floated into my left jeans pocket, convient huh?
"Um, I guess we better get on with that discussion then huh?" asked a flustered Dawn. I think it was the shrinking box and floating it into my pocket that got her. But we did need to have that discussion.
"Oh I know that perfect place. It's just on the outskirts of town, Dawn you might know the owner, a Willie someone. It's a nice place, drinks, actual good food and karoake. It's lots of fun and I love going there. Here, here's directions on how to get there. Tell Willie I said hi and hope he's doing ok. Toodles dolls, toodles!"
Next thing I know I'm in the car with Dawn and we're on our way to this Willie's place. Oh joy oh rapture, another bloody adventure.
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AN: Ok sorry it took so long to get this chapter out but I graduated High school on June this year and I've been kinda depressed lately, I had really no inspiration but I'm feeling a bit better. I'm serious about who would you like to see together, definitely would like ideas for Snape, I just have the worst urge to mess with the man. (
Next Chapter: Alcohol, drunk vampires, drunk keys and witches, karoake, and 'What happens when you give a witch a stereo'. Oh and I'm going to add another character from a past Buffy ep into the next chapter, here's some clues: female, was in one ep, is dead. Who is she? Toodles my loves, TOODLES!!!