Chapter 20.
It takes a minute for the reality of what just occurred to sink in. Ron and Harry just look shocked and start rambling about what to do. Me, my reaction is much different and angers both of them. I stay quiet and calm. There's nothing else to do in a situation like this. What was I going to do, freak out? That wasn't going to do any good. And as pissed off and scared and livid as I am, one of us has to be more mature and down to earth. Being the slayer that person is always me.
"We need to tell someone."
"Harry's right," Ron sighs.
"No," I say with force.
They both looked at me confused and Ron seems mad, "Buffy I know you think you and Angel are some sort of superheroes, and we joke about it a lot, but you aren't. Bloody hell Buffy we're kids, this is a little above us."
"Ron has a point Buffy," Harry sighs. "You and Angel are as close to Superman as anyone could ever be, but it isn't up to us to save him. We need Dumbledore's help."
I count to 10 to calm down, "No, I see why you'd think that Ron, but Harry I thought you understood why it's a bad idea to bring more people into the mix than needed."
"I understand that, but it's not like Dumbledore is a friend or even a kid. Isn't it his job to help us and save his students?"
"Getting adults involved is never the answer. They never believe you. What are we supposed to say, that demons and vampires attacked us? People in the wizarding world don't believe in demons."
They exchange a look, "But I thought you said that Angel and you knew so much through reading books you picked up after finding out you were magic?"
The second he says this it reminds me of the conversation Angel and I had a few weeks ago about telling them the truth. Out plan got halted after all the craziness going on, but now… In the moment this could be perfect. But I also don't need them mad at me for lying because then what if they don't have their heads fully in the mission.
Sighing in aggravation I look at them with sad eyes, "About that, please don't get mad at me, but I kind of lied."
"What," they both yell at the same time.
"Well," I say slowly. "I told you how we moved to a small town called Sunnydale and about the entire gypsy business. That wasn't the whole story. Sunnydale sits on a Boca Del Infernio, or Hellmouth. It's a portal between this world and next and actually a lot of different dimensions. It's a convergence for demons of all kinds. That's really how we know a lot."
"Why not tell us in the first place," Harry asks while Ron just glares at me.
"We didn't know how. You have to understand it's hard to talk about. That's why we know so much marital arts stuff too. We had to fight for our lives on a regular basis. It's not the kind of thing you just go and talk about."
"Wait what does this have to do with anything?"
"As I said, the professors may not believe that Angel was taking by demons."
"Professor Kalderdash would," Ron suggests. "She's a gypsy so there's a good chance."
I shake my head vigorously, "Hell no, anyone but her."
"It's worth telling Dumbledore," Harry says. "It doesn't matter what you've been through, and I understand your pain, but this is beyond us."
"Fine," I concede. "But not everything, don't mention the Hellmouth thing please. And we cannot mention the room. Let's just say we were in the hall or something."
They nod and we run towards Dumbledore's office. Though the looks on their face are telling me that either they don't quite believe me and think I'm crazy or are too freaked out to say anything. It's a bit annoying since I do need their support badly, Angel's bad and I need them. We approach Dumbledore's office and my friends realize that we have no way to get in.
My frown gets even bigger; Angel would know what to do. A tear trickles down my face and I take a deep breath as I wipe it off. This is no time to be weak; I need to be strong in order to get him back. Not knowing what to do, Harry and Ron head towards McGonagall's office. They didn't like my suggestion of breaking and entering very much.
We arrive at her office and as we go in she takes in our appearances and gives us a scrutinizing look, "May I help you three?"
"We need to talk to the headmaster," Ron says.
'I'm sorry Mr. Weasley, but the Headmaster is away on business. Anything you need you may come to me with."
"Not this," I mumble.
"Excuse me Ms. Summers?"
"She meant that we just felt that the headmaster would be able to help and Buffy isn't in a good mood at all, but you can help. Angel's gone missing," Harry comes to my rescue, only I glare at him.
"Are you sure about that? Maybe's he's just in the library."
"No Professor. We were walking in the hallway and these cloaked figures appeared as they took him away. Believe us or not, but as we speak Voldermort could be draining the blood and life from him along with other unspeakable horrors. Right now what we need is to get to Gringotts and perform a rescue mission. First we need to get the goblins to allow us in without the key and make our way to vault 314. And there's probably no time to arrange for a team of aurors who will believe us, I need to do this."
She just stares at me, "Ms. Summers how dare you speak to me in that authoritative tone. Last time I checked I was your superior. And may I ask how you know these details, if I do believe you for the castle is unable to be…"
"Apparted into, I know, but it happened. Harry and I have been having dreams of Voldermort."
"Oh yes and you feel he is involved. I'm sorry Ms. Summers, but Angel, if truly missing, is not with a dead man. One who has died years ago."
Part of me wants to laugh, since angel himself has been, or has been dead for much longer. But I sober quickly and seeing the murderous look on my face Harry continues, "I understand professor, but see Buffy and I have both been having dreams about Voldermort. His base is in vault 314 and he has a plan to get a body back, one that he needs Angel for. His minion is the one who poached the unicorns."
"I'll contact the Headmaster of your concerns and we can figure out a course of action. In the meantime you three stay in the common room so that you do nothing rash."
Aggravated beyond words I fume off towards the common room. Harry and Ron are right on my trail and once seated they both look at me mumbling apologies about getting her involved.
"Buffy was right," Harry admits. "We have to do this ourselves."
"Mate are you bloody insane? We don't even have a way to get there let alone a plan."
"Yes we do," I announce. "Remember that there's a secret passageway to get into Diagon Ally."
"Hagrid told me that it was impossible to break into Gringotts though," Harry sighs. "I have no clue how to get through that."
"I might, give me a few minutes to calm down and think rationally and I'll grab you two. Harry get the cloak, and you two read through all of our notes we have taken. They're in Angel's underwear drawer. I'm going to stock up on weaponry. If I'm not back in an hour consider me compromised."
Ron raises an eyebrow, "Compromised? And why that long?"
I shake my head at their ignorance, "Compromise as in either captured or dead, basically I'm not available. And I have to test out some things, see what we'll need and stuff."
He nods as I set out. Checking to make sure I am completely alone I the hall I turn the ring and become invisible. Now that nobody can see me I run as fast I slayerly possible. Reaching the room I walk in and for the first time in hours I finally let the tears come out. I don't cry for long, it won't do me any good. But I need my sadness to pour out before I cry in front of someone else.
Being the slayer has always meant sacrifice and being the strong one. This however was too much. I had already sacrificed Angel once; I had done a lot that I wish I hadn't. Hell I died protecting the world, twice! And here I am preparing for battle to save the one I love, again. I've always known life wasn't fair, but this is too much.
A pensive appears in front of me and I just pray that I can do this without Angel next to me. Thankfully as soon as I lean over the pensive filled with the strange memory stuff I fall in. Whistler is awaiting me and I glare at him.
"How the hell could the powers do this to me?"
"Buffy,"
"Don't you dare Buffy me Whistler. I don't even know what to say. You left me alone with people, my friends, but they have no idea whatsoever what to do. And that in turn can get Angel killed!"
"Don't you dare blame this on me sweets. I'm just the messenger. And remember that you weren't always so experienced and yet you defeated Losos.
"Yet I almost got killed and my watcher died."
He shrugs, "Got to start somewhere. And if you stop yelling at me I may be able to help you."
Getting annoyed I roll my eyes at, "Please," I beg. "Nobody else agrees with my options."
"Since when have you let that get to you?"
"Stalker," I accuse and he just laughs. "And I've always has Angel behind me. I can do this I know I can. But just tell me what you need to because I need to put this into action."
"You know how to get into Diagon Ally, but you don't know how to get into the bank."
"I had an idea," I say hesitantly. "I know that this reality only mirrors the stories I know, but it makes me think of how everything went down. More than likely there's a secret tunnel with precautions to get in since Voldermort loves games."
He nods, "And she's smarter than she looks. The passageway you are looking for is on the Southwest side of the building and is marked with an eye, figure it out from there. And slayer, as much as it pains you bring Hermione, she may be useful."
"Will it save him?"
"Possibly."
"Then I will."
"Good luck," he tells me before I appear back in the room.
As I enter the common room the boys stare at me, "I thought you were bringing weapons?"
I take the small replicas out of my pocket, "And here they are. A very nifty spell if you ask me."
They both nods their head and I hand them both daggers, which grown to full size. "Wicked," Ron whispers.
"I know we haven't had much practice with these and they probably won't do much against Voldermort, but it's worth a try."
We hear footsteps and they quickly hide the weapons. However it's just Hermione walking into our corner. Any other time and I would be pissed, but I trust Whistler.
"What's going on? Are those daggers?"
They nod, "Um…
"It's okay Ron I actually think we need her help." Both boys stare at me, as does Hermione. "What, I'm capable of being nice. Angel was kidnapped and we are going to save him. And it pains me to ask, but Hermione we need your help."
"We can't do this, have you alerted the Headmaster?"
"He's out of town and McGonagall won't do anything. Please I'm begging you."
She thinks about it for a moment, "Well if you're begging then I can't say no. But it better not include breaking any rules."
My friends and I give each other a look and start laughing, "We need to sneak out of the castle," Harry explains.
"I'm not," she says.
"No, you're helping us. I brought an extra knife for you, it's pretty self-explanatory how to use."
"What did you bring for you?" Harry asks.
"My scythe, oh and Mr. Pointy."
"Mr. Pointy?"
"My stake, but that's another story. Come on let's go now. Harry fill Hermione in on the way."
Turning invisible we head towards the dungeons as Harry recounts our plan to Hermione and I add in a few details. Eventually we end up in the dark dungeon and they illuminate their wands and take the cloak off. We look around and search for the portal. Not knowing what it looks like I stand still and feel around.
Slayer sense tingling I walk straight to a painting and tap on it with my wand. A second later it opens into a door. Nodding towards everyone I walk in.
I arrive at the ally quicker than the rest; apparently it took them a little while to get the balls to go in. reinvisiblizing ourselves I start walking towards the correct side of the building. They all look at me confused, but I don't let it get to me. Stopping at the correct place I tap my wand on the small eye and another door opens,
We walk in and glance around an empty room. However the room is only empty for a second. Not even a second, for suddenly a giant demon walks out and they all scream as I start to gage it for a weakness.
