AN: Sorry I took so long to update, but school's started and I have computer time restrictions. Anyways – I got a review asking what qualifies the Potter twins to teach Buffy. I thought I had explained this, but if I wasn't clear enough, here you go: Spike taught them how to fight like muggles. He also taught them demonology. They probably know more than Giles does. So… that's what qualifies them to teach Buffy and Co. Here's the chapter!


Katalina leaned back against her headboard, her heart pounding. She looked over to the ring on her nightstand with a sense of foreboding. The scream had sounded so real. And so like Angel. The flashes of skin and faces seemed precognitive. Maybe she was getting the premonitions Potter women were so well-known for. The women born to the Potter House were famous for that extra sixth sense that kept their families alive. It also helped the men manage their vast fortune and keep it plentiful. If that were the case - Angel was lost and Buffy had just freed him. She would feel terrible in the morning. Or, she thought, glancing at the clock and smirking mirthlessly, when she wakes. Groaning, she lay back down and closed her eyes and desperately hoped for sleep to claim her.


When Katalina next opened her eyes, she was eight again, and she and her brother were in the Leakey Cauldron, speaking with Albus Dumbledore.

"My dear children, your parents miss you and want you at home."

Both children snorted.

"If James Potter wanted us back, he would come and take us. Stop wasting your time, old man. We're not as susceptible to your manipulations as our parents." Harry said coolly. As if on some sort of cue, James Potter, his wife, and son Flooed into the dingy pub, all smiling at the sight of Albus. James stepped forward, his hand outstretched and a curious look on his face.

"Hello, Albus. Who are these two?" he asked, grinning at them. Lily glared at the two, as if she recognized and hated her eldest children. Albus opened his mouth to answer, but before he could speak – Spike was there, a hand on both children's shoulders.

"They're my children."

Katalina turned and wrapped her arms around the vampire's legs, burying her face in his side. He rubbed her back soothingly. He smiled charmingly at the Potters.

"She's a bit shy, now if you'll excuse me, I need to get these two home." He said firmly, leading the two away before any of the wizards could say a thing. Dumbledore watched in despair as James Potter ruined all of his carefully laid plans.


When Katalina woke again, she was back in her bed, her eyes were closed and she wasn't wearing anything. This didn't strike her as odd – she often slept in the nude. What was odd, however, was the naked body on top of her own. It was clearly masculine – she could tell by the hard, sharp planes of his chest. Also odd were the lips pressed against hers. Her eyes flew open. Was she in another dream? Or was she being assaulted? She immediately dismissed the later, as Harry would have already killed anyone who entered her room before they could get this far. She found herself looking into blue eyes that were the equivilant to her brother's stunning emerald. She opened her mouth to speak, but was silenced by her mystery lover. She moaned as calloused hands roamed her body. She pulled her head back, determined to know what the hell was going on.

"Who are you?" she demanded breathlessly. He chuckled and kissed her again.

"Not yet, luv. I will find you soon."

She glared at him and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Okay, what are you? It's obvious that I'm your mate. You're too dark to be a Veela and you don't have the signs of a typical werewolf. So what are you?"

He grinned at her, his white teeth flashing in the darkness.

"I'm too dark to be any Veela you know of." He corrected her. She glowered. He sighed.

"Very well, as you seem so impatient, my little mate, I will tell you. I am half-demon, half-human. I am an abomination and have many after my head. I had wanted to tell you after we had bonded…"

She rolled her eyes and cupped his cheek in her hand.

"I honestly don't care how many are after your head or what you are. My only question is this: Will you love me for who I am?"

He smiled again, leaning down to try to kiss her a third time, only to be blocked by her hand. She shook her head at his questioning look.

"I want my answer first."

Another chuckle.

"Of course I will, my lovely."

She removed her hand and allowed him to kiss her again. She clutched him to her desperately, unwilling to wake up and face the day for once. He began to trail kisses down her body, stopping at her breasts and laying his head over her heart, listening to its steady rhythm. Sighing in resignation, he kissed her once more, then put his lips to her ear.

"It's time to wake up, luv."

She groaned and closed her eyes. She wanted to stay in her dreams for once. When she opened them again, her room was filled with light and she wore her white nightgown. Sighing, she rolled out of bed and proceeded to ready herself for the day. Today was going to be a bad day, she knew it.


The morning got off to a bad start when a snowy owl swooped into the kitchen and dropped a letter on the island. Katalina took one look at it and paled. Her hand shaking, she reached out and opened the envelope. She read through it quickly, her hand becoming more unsteady by the minute. Buffy, so caught up in her own misery, failed to notice something was wrong until her cousin spoke.

"Our parents are coming to pay us a visit. They want to make sure it's a proper home you're keeping. I'll have to teach you to behave like Potters. Aunt Joyce – do you remember your lessons from your childhood?"

Joyce grinned ruefully.

"It's hard to forget. They drilled it into me until they realized I'm a Squib. You want me to help you teach Buffy?"

Katalina smirked.

"No, I can do it."

Buffy didn't know why, but that grin made her decidedly nervous.


At school, Buffy spent the day sulking. After school in the library, Katalina had had enough. She entered the room and slammed a hand down on the table.

"Buffy Anne Summers! You are a Potter and it's about damn time you started acting like it! Potters do not slouch, we do not whine, we do not sulk, and we most certainly do not go into a liaison with anyone or thing until we know everything that could possibly be relevant about them!" she snapped. Buffy glared.

"I'm not –"

"You might not be in name, but you are in blood!" Katalina interrupted, "And as far as my father is concerned that is all that matters! You will get your act together and stop acting like a child throwing a temper-tantrum! Or do you dislike me so much that you want me to be dragged back to England?" she demanded. Buffy and the others gaped.

"What?" Xander was finally able to ask incredulously. Katalina sighed and rubbed her temples.

"You didn't honestly think they were just coming for a visit did you? It's an inspection. Lily wants to see if there's any way she can force us back to Potter Manor. Though the public would side with us, of course, should we decide to fight this through the papers. But Buffy and Joyce need to be up to scratch or he'll be down on us like hell hounds on a human soul. We have a week to prepare. Not only that, but the Judge is on the loose, Angel is AWOL, Dru is as mad as ever and Spike doesn't have enough of a spine to tell her no. I would appreciate a little cooperation until he leaves." She pleaded. They all nodded immediately. None of them wanted Katalina and Harry to be taken away. Running a hand over her face, she gestured to Harry to take over before grabbing Cordelia by the elbow and leading her out of the room.

"Cordy, I need you to help me train Buffy – no I don't mean for Slaying. I need you to help me teach her to act like an emotionless bitch."

Cordelia smirked.

"Thanks, Kitty." She drawled. Katalina gave her a shit-eating grin.

"I'm one too. I just need help with Miss 'Heart-on-sleeves'. So… will you do it?" she asked hopefully. She laughed.

"Fine, I'll help."

Katalina threw her arms around her in thanks. Cordelia laughed again, returning the hug briefly before shoving her away.

"We're supposed to be emotionless bitches. Time to act like it."

Katalina blanked her face and nodded somberly. The two shared a small twitching of their lips before rejoining the others. Harry groaned pitifully upon seeing them.

"She's back!" he moaned despairingly. The others, barring Cordelia, stared at him in confusion.

"Who?" Willow asked. Harry made a disgruntled face.

"Ice Queen Kat." He grumbled. Buffy raised a brow while Xander smirked in understanding. Katalina and Harry had told him and Cordy a little about their time in England and the masks they had to wear. He almost felt sorry for his friend.

"Who?" she asked, confused. Katalina answered, a cold look in place of her usual warm smile.

"Ice Queen Kat is what they used to call me at Hogwarts."

"A rather apt name." Harry murmured. Buffy was incredulous. Katalina smirked.

"Believe it, Summers. I could give Cordy a run for her money."

Buffy looked doubtful. Katalina rolled her eyes and turned to Giles.

"My cousin needs a book and teacher in etiquette and it's too much to expect Cordelia to deal with her. Will you do it?" she demanded of the librarian. Giles chuckled and shook his head.

"I apologize, milady, but it wouldn't be proper. She'll need a woman to teach her."

Katalina inclined her head in acknowledgement.

"You're right, of course… I suppose that means I'll be taking Aunt Joyce up on her offer after all." She mused, "No matter – I need you to get Ms. Calendar in here as soon as possible. There are things that she has been hiding. Buffy has a secret to share as well. While you coral everyone, Harry and I will go greet our father and meet you back here at six. Get the book and have Jenny teach Buffy in the meantime." She commanded. Giles nodded. Katalina took her twin's hand and left without another word. Buffy stared at Giles incredulously.

"What the heck just happened?" she demanded. Giles glared at her.

"Language, Miss Summers." He reprimanded sharply. She opened her mouth to object. However, upon seeing the look on her Watcher's face, she closed it and went back to the book in front of her.


Katalina changed quickly into something more acceptable for the daughter of a Lord. Designer jeans Cordy had helped her pick out and a sedate, sky blue blouse that buttoned up the front. She tossed on a pair of black heels before running downstairs when the doorbell rang. She was at the door before realizing she'd done nothing with her hair. Groaning in despair, she charmed it straight and desperately hoped the naturally messy strands would lie flat. Forcing herself to smile, though her stomach was flipping with nerves, she opened the door. On the other side stood James Potter in a pair of faded jeans, a gray t-shirt and a pair of doc martens. All in all, he made a passable muggle. Glowering as she realized that she had changed for nothing, she ushered him into the house, closing the door with a snap and changing into something more comfortable with a wave of her wand, her heels replacing themselves with a pair of sandals. James grinned at her.

"That's much better. You looked beautiful, but extremely uncomfortable."

She punched him in arm.

"I thought you were bringing Lily!" she cried furiously, "I was worried all day that you were going to be judging all of us and then you come alone! You arse, James Potter!" She punched him again, going to the phone and calling Joyce, telling her she could relax. James laughed at his daughter's panic. Scowling, she called up to Harry.

"It's just James, Harry!"

They both heard Harry swear loudly. James frowned.

"Language, Harry James." He reprimanded. Katalina snorted. James raised a brow.

"What?"

"You should have heard him when I told him you and Lily were coming." She snickered. James sighed sadly. He had been writing to his children for months, and had been able to somewhat repair his relationship with them. They still refused to call him 'dad' however, and he didn't blame them. No, his problem was their rocky relationship with Lily. He loved his wife, but she just didn't know when to gracefully step out, even when she'd lost. She was still trying to command them to come home. He was friends with his heir and baby girl. They hated their mother and feared a visit from her. He was brought from his thoughts by Katalina putting a hand on his arm.

"James? Are you okay?"

Smiling slightly, he shook his head.

"No, not really. I ignored my heir and my little girl and now they want nothing to do with me. I've been a terrible father and my only excuse is my overinflated ego."

Katalina surprised him by wrapping her arms around his waist. She smiled when he didn't respond and looked up at him expectantly. After a moment, he was able to return the hug, holding her tightly and burying his face in her hair.

"I'm sorry, Kitty. I should have been there for you."

She pulled back enough to look up at him, but remained in his arms. She nodded.

"Yes, you should have, but you're trying now. That's all that matters. Just be patient with us. We'll call you dad eventually. It's just going to take some time. All right?"

He grinned at her, kissing the top of her head.

"After everything I put you through, I think I can wait for you to forgive me." He answered solemnly. Katalina huffed, but didn't respond further. She'd already told her father several times that he was forgiven, but he refused to believe her.


At six o'clock, the twins were back at the library. Giles, Cordelia, and Xander were looking through books, apparently talking to Buffy.

"Ok. No, no, he didn't, but I'm sure he'll... Well, Buffy, he probably has some plan, and he's trying to protect you. Well, I-I don't know what. I'm not in on the plan. It's his plan. No. Don't even say that! Angel is not dead."

"Say 'hi' for me." Xander told her absently. Katalina snorted, gaining the rooms attention. She looked to Willow.

"She on patrol?" Willow nodded. "Then tell her to get her ass to the library before I find her and drag her here. Cordy, I need to talk to you for a moment."

Cordelia nodded, putting down the book and following her to a more remote part of the building. Harry grinned at them all and picked up a random book to leaf through. Willow relayed Buffy's message before hanging up.

"What's up?" Cordelia asked as soon as they were out of ear shot. Katalina sighed and ran a hand through her hair.

"Well, we don't need to teach Buffy etiquette – it's just James."

Cordelia raised a brow.

"That's not the only thing that's bothering you. Spill."

Katalina grinned ruefully.

"Women born to the Potter family are known for having visions revolving around all members – even distant ones. Last night I had two rather strange dreams and a vision. Buffy freed Angelus of his soul by sleeping with him. I don't know where the bastard's at, but he's not doing anything good."

Though shocked to her core, Cordelia didn't show it.

"The dreams?" she asked softly. Katalina leaned against a bookshelf, letting her head fall back.

"The first was a scene from mine and Harry's childhood. We were having an argument with our former headmaster. In the dream our parents arrived with David just as we were about to leave. James was curious, amicable. Lily, however, had a malicious look in her eyes. She never forgot us, Cordy, she just hated us. I've no idea why, but she wanted to be shot of us. She was probably glad when we ran away. I think it's a warning – or a message at the least. But I don't know what it means!" she cried softly, tugging at her hair in frustration. Cordelia grabbed her wrists and pulled them gently away from her head.

"And the second?" she prodded. She was amazed by how red her friend went.

"The second was of a rather… intimate nature. I'm apparently the mate of a half-demon, half-human with a bounty on his head. I think he's coming to Sunnydale and I need someone besides Harry and James Potter supporting me. Can I count on you?"

Cordelia nodded.

"Of course. Do you know his name?"

She shook her head, a small smile on her face.

"No, but he has the bluest eyes I've ever seen. They're like sapphires, Cordy…. And he's absolutely gorgeous."

Cordelia laughed at her friend's dreamy look and tugged on her arm.

"Let's go back to the others before they decide to come looking for us."

Nodding, Katalina allowed her to lead her back to the front of the library. They arrived in time to hear Xander say,

"Nada." He closed his book and looked through the pile for another. Cordelia grabbed the book she'd been reading and went back to where she'd left off. Xander, without thinking, went over to her and kissed her cheek. Harry, Katalina, and Giles all knew about their relationship and were okay with it. He'd gotten so used to open displays of affection towards his girlfriend around them that he forgot Willow was in the room. He remembered, however, when Willow brushed past him in an attempt to leave. Katalina put a stop to that plan by grabbing her elbow and pulling her to a stop. Willow opened her mouth to yell at the witch, but closed it quickly upon seeing the look of pure fury on her face.

"What, exactly, do you think you're doing?" she asked softly. Willow glared.

"I'm getting away from my traitor best friend!" she retorted hotly. Katalina snorted.

"Please! Stop acting like Cordelia's the only one at fault and grow up!" she spat, "You're acting like a petulant child because Xander doesn't return your feelings! I'm glad as hell my brother has no interest in you besides friendship – his heart would have been broken otherwise!"

Xander gaped at her. He hadn't known Willow had a crush on him. Willow snarled.

"What about her?" she demanded, "She's been a bitch to us since we were in elementary school! It's her fault Jesse's dead!"

Katalina rolled her eyes. Cordelia looked as if she'd been slapped.

"Jesse was a naïve child who thought immortality would get him what he wanted. It had nothing to do with Cordelia. If you want to blame anyone – blame The Master. It's his fault. He orchestrated everything. Your friend was just a tool. Now, I'm going to let you go. If you leave, none of us are going after you. Your feelings aren't the only ones that matter, Willow, and you need to realize that. Xander may be your friend, but he's his own man. Let him go."

She released Willow, who shot the group a look of betrayal before running from the room. Xander sighed.

"I didn't think she'd be that against this. I should have thought –"

"Enough, Alexander." Katalina interrupted sharply. "Unless you're ashamed of Cordy, you have no reason to hide. Cordy, the same goes for you. Xander, you can go after Willow in thirty minutes time. Alright?"

Confused, Xander nodded. Cordelia, however, narrowed her eyes at her friend, who looked emotionlessly back. They all stood in silence. Thirty minutes later, Xander went to find Willow.


Not even half an hour later, Xander, Willow, Buffy, and Jenny entered the room, all looking miserable. Sighing, Katalina slid off the desk and went to join Harry, Cordelia and Giles at the table, the four having given up research shortly after Xander had left. She raised a brow at the quartet. Jenny answered her silent question.

"Angelus has returned."

Running a hand over her face warily, Katalina nodded.

"I thought as much. Actually, I knew as soon as my ring turned red." She told them absently. Buffy glared at her.

"Why didn't you tell me? He almost killed Willow!"

Katalina sneered.

"Don't you mean 'He broke my heart'?" she asked snidely, "That's why you're angry. I didn't tell you what would happen and now you're hurting. I flat out told you not to sleep with Angel, and you ignored me. That was your warning. You didn't heed it. Now we've got Dru, the Judge, and Angelus to contend with. Sit your ass down somewhere if you're not going to be useful and keep your mouth shut. Willow, you can join her if you wish. Xander, Jenny? Which way are you going? Because we need to destroy the Judge before we can even think of facing Angelus."

Buffy and Willow went to sit on the stairs while the others planned to fight.

Ten seconds later, Willow asked a question that caused both Jenny and Katalina to pale.

"How did you know?"

Jenny looked startled.

"What?"

"You told me to get away from him. How did you know?"

"W-well, I saw his face." She answered uneasily. Giles sat on the table.

"If only we knew how it happened."

"What do you mean?" Buffy asked curiously.

"Well, something set it off. Some, some, uh, event must've triggered his transformation. Well, if anyone would know, Buffy, it-it would be you."

Buffy shook head.

"I don't."

Katalina snorted, but said nothing. Giles pushed for an answer, but Buffy ran from the room. Cordelia moaned that they'd hit bottom with a useless Slayer.

"I have an idea." Xander said abruptly.

"Oh no, there's a lower place." Cordelia groaned. He and Katalina both shot her irritated looks.

I'd don't know what's up with Angel, but I think I may have a way to deal with this Judge guy."

Katalina looked up sharply.

"What do we do?" Willow asked immediately. Xander looked her in the eye.

"I'm going to need Cordelia for this one."

Willow looked away.

"We also need some wheels, and Cordy's car is too small."

"No problem, Oz has a van. I'll go get him."

Willow hurried from the room. Katalina huffed.

"Finally!" she muttered to herself. The others look at her in confusion, while Harry rolled his eyes. Her eyes lit up as she got an idea. Without warning, she apparated out, leaving the others to their own devices. She knew where Angelus was.


She arrived in Spike's warehouse in time to here Angelus say,

"Don't worry about it."

"I do." Spike retorted. Angelus slammed his hand into a crate and pushed it along the rollers as he spoke.

"Spike, my boy, you really don't get it!" he stood, "Do you?"

"He might not, but I do." Katalina drawled, interrupting the vampire before he could continue. Angelus turned, grinning when he saw her.

"Kitty –"

"Save it for someone stupid, Angelus, I know you've lost your soul. Even if I hadn't before I arrived, this" she showed him the ring Spike gave her, "would have told me."

Angel studied it with interest.

"Where'd you get that?" he asked curiously. Katalina smirked.

"A gift to myself." She answered smoothly, "Now, I've come to deliver a warning: Stay away from my family. You may be Buffy's kill, but I don't I have to kill you to make you regret going anywhere near her."

Angelus took a step forward, but Spike gripped his arm before he could move another step, and he knew that if he tried, Spike would rip his arm off. He grinned at the blonde.

"Something wrong, Spike?"

He glared.

"Stay away from her, Angelus." He warned. Angel snorted.

"She's human."

"She's my human." Spike corrected, his teeth bared in a snarl, "Leave her alone or I'll rip your heart out!"

A sharp 'crack' told them Katalina was gone. Spike relaxed and released his lover's Sire. He hoped his kitten knew what she was doing.


Katalina crawled into her father's bed and curled up next to him. They had destroyed the Judge an hour ago and Buffy and Joyce were downstairs 'celebrating' her birthday. Surprised, James put an arm around her shoulders.

"What's up, Kitten?"

She sighed.

"Everything's going to change now." She said quietly. He smiled sadly at her.

"Change happens, princess. You can't avoid it."

She chose not to comment, snuggling into his side instead. She knew change was inevitable – but did it always have to be a bad thing?