Author's Note: You might notice a few BtVS quotes because honestly, Spike has some of the best lines, though I may have tweaked them to be approprirate.

Disclaimer: All rights belong to Joss Whedon and J.K. Rowling.

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Spike had Buffy pinned to the ground, his fangs inches from her neck. "Slayer blood is the sweetest," he whispered.

Bringing her knees to her chest Buffy was able to push Spike off. "You have horrible death breath. Maybe you should ask your new partner to throw some breath mints into to the deal."

"Always with the insults. Have you ever considered being nice? You might live longer."

"Says the vampire trying to kill me," Buffy pointed out, as she dodged a punch from Spike and brought her own arm down across his back.

"Technicalities," he said nonchalantly. "You know, the Dark Lord, actually wanted me to ask you to join him. I told him you were incorruptible, but he's so insistent that he get the Slayer on his side. He seems to be afraid you might destroy his little vampire army."

"I wonder where he got that idea," she said sarcastically. "If you by some chance live, tell Voldemort that the Slayer is a warrior of light. I would never join him."

"See that's what I told him. But no, no one listens to the vampire. Oh well, nothing stopping me from putting you out of your misery then luv." Spike's fist caught Buffy in the stomach and she ended up sprawled out on the ground again.

Buffy could hear the gasps and cries from the students, urging her to get up. First a Quidditch match, and now an all out battle with a vampire. Weren't they having a day full of entertainment?

"Buffy!" Giles shouted, finally making his way down the pitch. Buffy rolled out of the way and propelled herself back up. Giles tossed her a long silver sword.

"Do we really need weapons for this?" Spike asked, as they circled each other.

Buffy smirked, tossing back words he'd once said to her. "I just like them. They make me feel all manly."

"Well now I'm at a disadvantage," he complained, as he dodged the sword. "I thought you were all about being fair?"

"Notice me not caring. I should have dusted you a long time ago."

Buffy increased her attack, dodging each of Spike's blows and countering with her own. She moved with grace and speed, her attacks nearly always making contact. She even put her cheerleading skills into action, using flips and spins to give Spike the battle he clearly wanted.

Finally though, Buffy managed to bring the sword up to Spike. With a thrust, she plunged the sword through his dead heart. He fell to his knees, gasping for breath.

"S'not wood Slayer. Can't stake a vampire with a sword," he groaned.

"I know." With a final punch to the jaw Spike went unconscious and fell to the ground, sword still protruding from his chest.

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"Buffy!" Giles shouted, as he watched his Slayer sink to the ground. The sword she carried, dropping noiselessly beside her. He ran to her and wrapped an arm around her, holding her tightly, as if she would disappear if he let go.

"Students, everyone back to your dormitories. No dawdling in the halls. Follow the prefects," Professor McGonagall instructed. Her voice rang loud over the Quidditch pitch. The other teachers all made their way down to the field to check on Buffy and the unconscious vampire.

"Giles, you have to immobolize Spike. He could wake up and I don't have it in me to fight him again."

Giles merely nodded and pointed his wand at the vampire, immobolizing him, should he wake up. Moving slowly, Giles eased Buffy up and brought her away from Spike. Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick moved to take Spike somewhere where he could be contained.

"Don't kill him, okay?" Buffy rasped. "I want to talk to him first. If he's chained though, we can do that without a fight to the death."

Professor Snape scowled at the idea of having a dangerous creature in the castle but nodded when Buffy glared at him. He'd seen her fight and knew she was something to fear.

More teachers stood in front of the entrance to the pitch blocking students from entering.

"Let me through!"

Buffy looked up to see Oliver trying to push his way through the crowd. "Professor Sprout," Buffy called, "Let Oliver through please."

The professor looked unsure but a nod from Dumbledore had Oliver running towards Buffy. Giles passed Buffy to Oliver's open arms and he hugged the tiny Slayer tightly. He kissed her forehead lightly and she snuggled into his chest.

"So how was the show?" she asked, looking up at him.

"I think anyone who skipped the Quidditch game is going to be very sad that they've missed the encore."

Buffy laughed, the tension melting away. "Take me inside?" she sighed. "My legs have gone all wobbly."

Oliver just grinned and picked his girlfriend up, carrying her inside.

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"The whispering is getting annoying," Buffy complained as she and Oliver walked to class.

"Well you can't blame them. They saw something extraordinary and they haven't the slightest idea what it means. Though I must say, I'm none too happy with looks you're receiving from Hogwarts male population."

Buffy grinned and kissed Oliver quickly. "You have nothing to worry about."

"Doesn't mean I won't," he sighed, draping an arm across her shoulder. "What do you think Dumbledore is going to tell everyone?"

"I don't know. I'm supposed to meet him and Giles later to discuss Spike. They have him chained up somewhere in the castle."

"You know I want to know the details about Spike right?"

"I know. I'll tell you everything, promise. Just not now. Later when we're in private."

Oliver nodded and the two walked into class, trying to ignore the stares.

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"Miss Summers, thank you for coming."

"Good evening Headmaster," Buffy greeted. "Hey there Giles." Buffy took a seat beside Giles so that they both faced Dumbledore. "How's Captain Peroxide?"

"William is currently restrained on the third floor. He's been complaining something awful about sharp pains in his chest," Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling.

"You left the sword in didn't you?" Buffy said knowingly.

"No, that would be cruel," Dumbledore grinned.

"I'm learning a lot about you Dumbledore."

"Like you Miss Summers, I am a never ending puzzle."

"When can I see Spike?" Buffy asked. "I know he's working for Voldemort and now I know that Voldemort wants me on his side. He's afraid that as Slayer I could take out his little army. Spike isn't an idiot. He wouldn't willingly partner with Voldemort if he didn't agree with the overall take over the world scheme. Spike will definitely know something. I want to talk to him."

"Of course, you will be able to talk to him. The other issue we have to discuss though is what we are to tell your classmates." Dumbledore stroked his beard thoughtfully.

"Albus, is there any way that we can keep that fact that Buffy is a Slayer a secret?" Giles inquired. "The Watcher's Council will not be pleased to learn that an entire school is aware of Buffy's Slayer status."

"I think that we could manage that, but the issue becomes, that we need a plausible story to tell the students. They've just watched one of their classmates fight a vampire and impale it with a sword. They will not accept being told nothing."

"And every professor has been informed of exactly who I am now, correct?" Buffy asked.

"That is correct. In light of tonight's events I have had to inform the entire staff of your... occupation. Before, I had only informed those I trusted implicitly. Unfortunately this does greatly affect our plans for you."

"I never did listen to the rules," Buffy muttered. Buffy stood up from her seat. "Listen; tell the students whatever you want. You want to tell them I'm the Slayer, go ahead and do that. You want to tell them I'm an alien come to destroy the planet, tell them that. Right now, I'm going to see Spike."

Buffy left the room and the two wizards looked to each other. "So what are we going to tell them?"

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Argus Filch stood in front of the door, where Buffy knew Spike was being kept. Buffy didn't see the point. If Spike wanted out, a squib didn't have a chance of stopping him. The same went for any student intent on seeing the big bad.

"No students," Filch growled. "Headmaster's orders."

"Just move Filch. I don't want to hurt you. Besides, Dumbledore has given me permission to visit Spike. He gets lonely you know," she explained with a smirk.

Filch eyed Buffy warily before stepping aside and allowing Buffy entrance. Buffy said a quick thanks before slipping through the door.

The room was bare and the tapping from Buffy's shoes echoed. Only a single torch lit the room. Spike was chained to the back wall, his arms stretched out as far as they would go. His head hung limply as he stared at the floor and the sword was still in his chest.

When Spike didn't look up Buffy assumed he was unconscious once more. She approached him and wrapped her hand around the hilt of the sword. With a swift tug she pulled it free.

Spike's eyes shot open and he let out a feral growl, trying to break free from the bonds that held him. Buffy simply stepped back out his reach.

"Why are you here Goldilocks?" he asked, sighing in defeat.

"Why do you think Spike?"

"You've had a change of heart and are going to let me go," he said hopefully. "Maybe even with nice snack," he added.

With a flick of her wand Buffy conjured a chair, not having to worry showing her magic now that Spike was captured, and sat down.

"Bloody hell, you're a witch? That wasn't in the brochure."

"Tell me what you know, Spike. Better yet, tell me what Voldemort knows."

"Well obviously not enough. Wanker didn't even know you were a witch. He just thinks that Dumbledore's gone an' gotten himself a Slayer to help guard the kiddies. Won't he be in for shock, come d-day."

"So he's looking for a Slayer. Why not Faith? She's gone evil before, he might actually have a chance of convincing her to join the dark side."

"He doesn't want her. Says you defeated her before and she's too unpredictable. The big git wants the best. He wants you Goldilocks."

Buffy clasped her hands. "And where do you fit into this scheme Spike?"

"Pretty simple, Dark Lord takes out that little chip and all I have to do is bring him the Slayer, or if I can't get her, I'm supposed to kill her."

"And after that? Did you really think that Voldemort would just let you go after one little mission. Voldemort expects fealty. You'd just be his lap dog. For the rest of you existence," she said, punctuating each syllable.

Spike growled. "I'm no one's lap dog. I'm the big bad, Goldilocks, don't you forget it."

"So, now what Spike? I can't let you go, you know too much. I also don't think I'm willing to stake you, yet."

"I know too much, luv? Now what is it I know too much of?" Spike became quiet and a knowing smile graced his lips. "He didn't know you were a witch. You don't want him too. That's your ace in the hole."

Buffy grinned. "I told Giles you were the brains of the operation. Now let's see if you and I can make a deal, shall we?"

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Another chapter finished. In case you were wondering, it's unlikely that I'll dust Spike, just because he is an awesome character. Spike will probably be a minor character for a little longer because he's fun to write and I might just have a purpose for him later on. Hope you enjoyed. Join the dark side and review. We have cookies.