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Chapter 10

Anya Jenkins' school for gifted girls, Cleveland

Giles was sitting on the porch, sipping whiskey and thinking about Kiara. He's done that a lot in the past few months.

He took the last sip of whiskey and looked to the sky. "I hope you're safe, my dear. I wish you to be happy wherever it is you've landed."

He sighed and walked into the house. As the door closed, there was a voice in the wind saying something that sounded suspiciously like 'Granted'.

Room of Requirement, Hogwarts

"There has to be something we can do about it," exclaimed Hermione. "It's our fault she's here."

Ron sighed. "Yes, but she obviously doesn't want or need our help. She's always hanging out with Ferret and dead-Ferret. She wouldn't even talk to us when we approached her. They're obviously a bad influence on her."

Hermione rolled her eyes. Ron could be so stupid sometimes. "And our dragging her from her dimension by accident has nothing to do with her dislike."

"You've been through this a hundred times already," said Harry. "Ron, she likes the Malfoys more than us. It's just how it is. And Hermione, nothing we do can make her forget we practically destroyed her life. So just let it go."

"I know, I know," said the brunette. "But she just looks so unhappy."

Her friends looked at her in surprise. "What are you talking about?" asked Harry. "She's perfectly happy. She's always laughing with Malfoy or being all flirty with the vampire."

Hermione shook her head. She was surrounded by empathically impaired idiots. "And when she thinks nobody's watching she get's the saddest look in her eyes. Sometimes she looks at the vampire and almost starts crying. And she always flinches when somebody not-Malfoy touches her. She's all twitchy and nervous and obviously uncomfortable here. I just wish there was a way to make her happy."

Nobody heard a quiet female voice echoing through the room. "Granted."

They did however notice a familiar looking portal opening in front of them.

"Bloody hell," groaned Ron. "Please tell me we didn't just kidnap another unsuspecting girl."

"But we didn't do a summoning or anything," stuttered Hermione.

They watched warily as a lean figure in a long black leather coat flew from the portal.

"Please don't have green hair," muttered Ron. Harry couldn't help but smile when he heard him. They focused back on the new arrival. If Kiara was anything to go by, the person should be unconscious. That was why they were extremely shocked when they heard a familiar voice.

"Where the hell am I and how did I get here?"

Hermione was the first to recover. "You're at Hogwarts, Mr Malfoy."

The man looked at her like she was crazy.

"Look girl, I don't know who this Malfoy guy is, but I ain't him. The name's Spike," Spike said impatiently. "Now tell me what kind of a place this is. I've not felt this much magic in one place since Red activated the mini-horde."

"You're Kiara's Spike, aren't you?" asked Harry suddenly.

Spike turned his eyes on him and glared threateningly. "How do you know that?"

Harry swallowed nervously. "S-s-she talks about you."

The vampire was shocked. "She's here?" he asked weakly. "Where?"

"Ma-maybe we should take you to our Headmaster first," Hermione suggested gently. "Kiara is not on the school at the moment."

Spike reluctantly agreed and the Gryffindors led him to Dumbledore's office. When they got there Albus was just having tea with Severus.

"Miss Granger, Mr Potter, Mr Weasley, should you not be gallivanting around Hogsmeade with the rest of your schoolmates?" asked Snape coldly. "And I thought you were with Kiara and Draco, William."

Spike growled. "I haven't been William in a very long time, mate. Now somebody better tell me what is going on or I'm gonna start torturing people for information."

Severus raised an eyebrow. "Am I to presume you are not in fact William Malfoy, but rather William the Bloody aka Spike, sired by Drusilla the Mad of the Aurelius line?"

"Perhaps the children would like to explain what is going on," said Dumbledore mildly, but in a voice that allowed no argument.

Hermione nodded. "We were just talking about Kiara. I wished there could be something we could do to make her happy and suddenly a portal opened and he flew out of it."

Spike groaned. "You made a wish? Bloody idiots."

"I would ask you to refrain from using such language," warned the Headmaster. "How could the children summon you by making a wish? Especially since Kiara told us you were dead."

"That's what I'd like to know," muttered Spike darkly. He looked up and shouted. "D'Hoffryn, get your arse down here!"

The wizards watched in awe as a demon suddenly appeared in the middle of Dumbledore's office.

"You rang?" he asked mockingly.

"How the hell did you get me here?" growled Spike. "You're not supposed to mess with the Slayer's group. And I was dead."

"Now, now," D'Hoffryn raised his hands defensively. "This is a PtB approved wish fulfilment. You can't imagine how hard it was to do. You're lucky we got two strong wishes for your girl's happiness or we could never get you here. Consider this your reward. And tell your girl that the offer still stands." With that the demon poofed out of existence leaving behind a shocked group of people. Or at least people like persons.

Slowly Spike smiled. If he got a second chance then he is damn well going to enjoy it. "Where's Kiara?" he asked the wizards.

Severus sighed and explained she was at Hogsmeade with Draco and this dimensions Spike. After a meaningful look from Albus he grudgingly agreed to give him a sun protection potion and take him there.

As they walked to the village, Severus decided to find out more about his adopted Slytherin. "What offer was the demon talking about?"

"Kiara had a lot of hate and anger in her," explained Spike. "Those are the main characteristics that he looks for in vengeance demons. He offered her a job. She declined."

Snape's eyebrow rose all on its own. "She declined a job offer from a demon, a vengeance demon at that, and he was fine with that?"

Spike nodded. "They're cruel and sadistic but are also, as a rule, on the side of the victims. And Kiara was a victim once."

"A victim of what?"

The vampire stopped and assessed the professor carefully, then decided to trust him. "Slavery."

"What?" hissed Snape. "She was a slave?"

"For about a year. I found her when she was 16," said Spike. "She was enslaved by a group of Huertek demons."

"I trust they are now dead?" asked Severus coldly.

There was something distinctly bloodthirsty about the vampires grin. "And what a death it was."

The Slytherin nodded and they walked the rest of the way in silence.

* * *

Kiara was thoroughly enjoying Hogsmeade. There was chocolate, strange but tasty beer like thingy and she was accompanied by two gorgeous blondes, one of which had an arm around her shoulder and was holding her close.

Suddenly she heard a voice she's been missing for nearly a year.

"Oi! Get your hands of my mate, Blondie!"

She turned and saw Spike walking towards her. HER Spike. A huge smile blossomed on her lips and she ran to hug him.

Spike smiled at the blue-haired torpedo advancing in his direction. He caught Kiara as she jumped to his arms and held her close. He inhaled deeply in her neck to memorize her scent. It was intoxicating and he could still smell his claim on her. In fact it was a bit too strong considering its age.

Kiara was clinging to Spike's coat desperately. This was the real Spike – her Spike. He was alive. Or at least as alive as he ever was. She started crying softly.

"You're here, you're alive, you're back, oh goddess, Spike, I missed you so much, I love you, how are you back? Never mind, it doesn't matter, just stay, please Spike, don't leave me again, I can't lose you, I won't survive it, please, please, please," Kiara babbled on and Spike started making soothing noises and whispered back to her.

"I'm not leaving you. Not ever. I'm fine, some people wished me to you. D'Hoffryn said it was my award. Don't cry, love, I'm staying with you. Forever."

Slowly Kiara calmed down and smiled to Spike. "You're really back?" she asked hopefully.

"I am, love," answered the vampire and kissed her gently.

* * *

Spike growled quietly as Kiara kissed the newcomer. She was his mate, how dare this imposter touch her!

"Calm down," said Draco. "You're going to shift if you don't relax."

"Relax?" the vampire hissed angrily. "How can I relax, when my mate is kissing another vampire?"

Draco sighed. "That's probably her Spike. You know; the one who she actually mated with."

"She is my mate!" growled Spike. "She wears my mark."

"Which she took only because she was injured and wasn't healing properly," said Draco gently. "Come on, we'll introduce ourselves and you will in no way attack this new Spike and that is how we'll get to keep Kiara from running away with him."

Spike reluctantly agreed and they went to introduce themselves. Kiara smiled as she saw them approaching. She excitedly dragged her Spike towards the Malfoys.

"Draco, Spike, this is my Spike. Spike, this is Draco and that is this dimension's Spike."

Spike smirked pleasantly. Draco recognized the smirk from his cousin and hoped nothing bad would happen.

"You'd be this William everyone keeps mistaking me for."

The other vampire returned the smirk. "And you'd be Kiara's dead mate."

"And I would be Kiara's friend Draco," the Slytherin said, when he noticed that Kiara was looking very tense. She probably didn't want Spikes to fight.

They took the hint and stayed silent, but that didn't stop them from exchanging hateful glares.

Kiara decided to ignore that and just be happy to have Spike back.

"Let's go to the castle and I'll show you around," she suggested with a smile.

Spike smiled back. "Good idea that."

Of course his smiled was somewhat dimmed, when Kiara turned to the Malfoys and invited them to come along. Oh well, he'll just help his double understand that Kiara was his and everything will be fine. He put his arm around his mate's shoulders and kissed the top of her head.

"Well luv, show away."

* * *

There was a knock on Kiara's door.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"Can I come in?"

Kiara smiled at the sound of Draco's voice and allowed him to enter.

"How come you're alone?" she asked.

"Blaise and Pansy are on one of their not-dates," he replied. "How come you're alone?"

The blue-haired girl just sighed. Draco looked at her with understanding.

"They're at it again, aren't they?"

Kiara nodded sadly. "They've been arguing for about an hour…"

The Slytherin hugged her gently. "Well, never mind them. Let's go bother Blaise and Pansy. Maybe we can think of something interesting to do to the Golden Trio."

Kiara smiled. "I've got some ideas actually…"

Draco smiled as he listened to the girl talk. You'd think she'd be happier now that she got her mate back, but she was actually much sadder. Neither of the vampires really took time to be with her – if they did the other would come and they'd start fighting again. And the selfish bastards didn't even notice what it was doing to Kiara. The blond sighed and focused his attention back on his friend. He'll deal with the vampires later.