HI! This is the same chapter as last time but now it's beat read thanks to shezzi who did a great job. I don't know if that means I'm gonna lose my reviews but I'm hoping I wont. The next chapter will be out soon!
HPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHP
It was already ten minutes past noon and Buffy was starting to think that maybe they wouldn't show up. She had left her friends an hour earlier to get back to her house and get ready for when they'd arrive. The slayer was pacing the length of her living room, unknowingly mirroring her brother from just the day before. After about five more minutes she finally heard the doorbell ring.
"Coming" she shouted as she went to answer, opening the door to reveal the same guys from last night minus Dracula.
"Hi" She greeted as she waved them in. "Why are you so late? It's not nice to keep a girl waiting you know?" she said as sternly as she could.
"We are truly sorry it was not our intention to be late but something came up". The old man what did Giles say his name was again? Oh yeah Dumblefloor answered.
"That's okay. Do you guys want anything?" she asked in her best hostess voice.
"No thank you" they both answered.
"Why don't we go sit down in the living room so you can finish what it was you wanted to tell me". The both nodded so Buffy led the way into her living room and sat down on a chair letting them take the couch.
"I'm assuming you believe you are a witch now, am I right?" Asked the younger one with a slight smile on his face.
"Yeah that'd be right, but you don't have to look so smug about it". She had caught that smile and did not like it at all. She hated it when she was wrong.
"Good, that only makes it easier for us. We have quite a lot to tell you Ms. Summers". Giles' idol told her.
"Fire away then".
"Have you ever talked to your mother about your birth parents?"
"My what?" Buffy asked having no idea what they where talking about. "What do you mean my birth parents?"
"Oh I'm guessing they didn't tell you that you were adopted then". This was not how he wanted things to go. He had thought Joyce Summers would have told her by now that she was adopted, but apparently she hadn't. If she was anything like Harry, which he thought she was, this would not be easy
"You think!" Buffy half screamed at him starting to panic a bit. She wasn't adopted was she? She couldn't be her mom would have told her wouldn't she? "Why should I believe you?"
"We didn't lie to you before about being wizards did we?"
"Well no but you still haven't proved that I am one. You could have made a mistake maybe you just got me confused with someone else". She asked desperately.
"There is no possible way that could have happened" The older man said quietly looking at her with kind blue eyes. "I am sorry Buffy but you are adopted. Remus has the documents right here if you feel that you need to see them".
"Ookay" Buffy stuttered eyes wide, mouth slightly parted as she stared at some invisible stain on the wall. She couldn't believe it. Her mom had been lying to her all these years. She felt hurt and numb nothing hurt more then finding out that you'd been betrayed by your own mother.
When Buffy finally come out of her shocked state and was able to register what was going on she saw that the Remus guy had indeed taken out the documents and that they were lying across her lap. The two men seemed to be studying her but kept quiet, something Buffy was very thankful for.
"So I guess my name is Elizabeth Potter huh?" Buffy said as she skimmed the document "and I'm British, never thought I'd be British". She mumbled to herself. "Xander's gonna have a field day with that one".
"I am truly sorry Buffy, I hadn't intended for you to find out this way". He sounded so sincere that Buffy believed him.
"Not your fault she should have told me". She said bitterly she would definitely be having a long conversation with her mother´ when she got home. Strange´ she thought to herself it's usually the other way around´.
"I'm sure she would have eventually" the younger man tried to comfort her. Buffy just pretended she didn't hear him. She was pretty sure that if her mother hadn't told her by now she hadn't planned on doing it later ether.
"Why did they give me up?" Buffy asked in a small voice after a couple of minutes when they still hadn't said anything.
"They didn't have a choice and I know for a fact that it was the hardest thing they ever had to do".
"How would you know that?" Buffy asked trying to keep her tears at bay by looking down on her lap.
"Because I was there when they had to do it". The old man answered sadly.
"Oh well I guess that explains it". She said her voice almost breaking but still trying not to break down and start crying. "Why didn't they have a choice?"
Dumbledore looked at her for a long time before telling her the story about Voldemort and his little gang of followers called the deatheaters. She cried a bit when he told her about her birth parents and how they died. He finished with telling her about her brother and all the miraculous things he'd done and been through.
"Wow that was some story" Buffy said when Dumbledore was done as she wiped away the remains of her tears.
"It is" the headmaster said smiling a bit to try and lighten the mood.
"So are you going to come with us?" The other one asked, he too seeming a bit upset with the story. Well that's completely normal he was one of their best friends after all´.
"I, I cant" She began to say but stopped when she saw the unbelieving looks they were giving her. How was she supposed to make them understand without telling them she was the Slayer? For as honest as they had been with her she still didn't feel ready to reveal her true identity. "All my friends and family are here I can't just leave them. I have duties here that I can't turn my back on. I'm sorry but I can't come with you".
"Of course you can it would be far to dangerous not to. He'll find you and he'll…
"We understand" Dumbledore cut him of and the other man shot him a look that clearly said that he sure as hell didn't. "We'll come back the day after tomorrow. It should give you enough time to talk to your friends and family. What you choose to tell them is completely up to you. The only thing I ask is that you consider this and think about what danger you'd be putting yourself and those around you in if you choose to stay".
"I can do that but I can guarantee that the answer won't change".
"We'll be seeing you," He said before a loud popping noise could be heard and they disappeared.
"Cool" Buffy said staring at the spot they'd just been standing in before running out the house to go update Giles on what had happened.
HPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPWhen Dumbledore and Lupin got home they found, as expected, Harry waiting for them sitting on the stairs. Looked up at them with a bored expression on his face he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Let me guess she wasn't done processing what you told her and you of course, being all understanding and kind, told her to take the time she needed even if it cost her life".
"Don't you think that's over exaggerating just a bit? She is not going to die, Harry. You Know Who most likely doesn't even know she exist". Lupin tried to make him see sense.
"What if he does? What if he's there right now while you're here waiting for her to process everything?" Harry couldn't understand how they could just leave her there, for the second time no less.
"He won't. We've already explained to you all the precautions we have taken. If he comes anywhere near her we will know about it". Lupin repeated what had been told to Harry over a million times but he could care less. He knew that Voldemort was capable of anything so kidnapping a little girl should hardly be a problem.
"I know" Harry replied knowing it was useless to continue. "Have you told her about me?" he decided that a change of subject would probably be good and he had been wondering about this anyway.
"We have" Dumbledore answered looking directly into his eyes. "She wants to meet you she just has to figure out what to tell her friends and family. You have to understand that this can't be easy for her".
"I know" Harry responded as his headmaster bent down and sat next to him on the stairs. Sensing that this was a private conversation Lupin turned and went to find someone to talk to. "It's just that when I first found out I was a wizard it was one of the happiest days of my life. I guess I thought it would be the same for her". At the end his voice began to break and he looked down on his lap avoiding looking at Dumbledore.
"I don't think it was the fact that she was a witch that upset her. It was more the fact that she was adopted and I don't think I handled that very well". Dumbledore admitted looking at Harry guiltily.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked not understanding "What happened?"
"She had no idea that she was adopted. I just assumed that she would know". Now it was Dumbledore who was the one avoiding eye contact.
"That's not your fault" Harry said quietly looking up at Dumbledore so he would know that he really meant it. "We all thought she knew. I don't blame you".
"Thank you, Harry, that meant a lot to me". Dumbledore said sincerely.
"No problem" He answered smiling a bit before getting serious again. "Look I know I've been upset with you a lot lately and I still don't understand why you're giving her so much time but that doesn't mean that I don't appreciate what you're doing".
"At the risk of repeating myself, thank you that too meant a lot to me". Dumbledore said again. He could not believe how much Harry had grown up in just a couple of short weeks. Last year he would have screamed till his face was blue and then some more till he got his way but now he truly was a changed man or boy.
"I'm just glad I had a chance to tell you".
"Me to but now I'm hungry. Would you like to accompany me into the kitchen to see if Molly left us some of tonight's dinner?" Dumbledore asked as he got up from his uncomfortable position on the stairs.
"I'd like that" Harry answered as he too go up and together they made their way into the kitchen.
Later that same evening Harry lay awake in his bed thinking about what Dumbledore had told him. He could understand that this must be hard for her, just finding out you were adopted, from a stranger that had just told her she was a witch. It had got to be very confusing and he knew that if that were he he'd most likely feel very hurt and betrayed. Wasn't your own mother the one person you could always trust and count one? Finding out she had been keeping something that important from you must have been really hard.
"You awake?" Came Ron's very tired voice.
"Yeah" Harry answered. He didn't know Ron was still awake usually he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing, just you know Buffy and what she must be going through. I mean it can't be easy…" He stopped when he heard Ron snore and looked over to his bed and saw him fast asleep. "Should've known" Harry muttered to himself before he to fell asleep.