Rcaqua: thanks for the review. Don't worry your curiosity should be answered soon enough. I'm not going to leave anything unexplained, at least I won't mean to! So the whole professor disappearing thing (Other then just needing to happen so I could bring in the other characters) will have a purpose.
NJ: I'm sorry that my consistency has been a little off. Sometimes there is a great lapse of time between my writing and I forget some of the things I have already mentioned and then I change them without realizing it. Concerning Buffy and Spike, this story is meant to be taking place post-season 6 (but not following season 7 at all), basically with a few changes. Spike tried to rape Buffy and all and then he left which brought him to Hogwarts. He never received a soul though. The changes I made were mainly with Tara/Willow and the evil trio (which more or less didn't exist – if they did they weren't very important). The mistake concerning Willow's teaching position I actually noticed and it drove me insane that I had messed up so badly. I think I changed it in my writing but I think I forgot to change it online. Willow is teaching Transfiguration. Nothing else. She never was teaching anything else. Okay, actually I realize that the whole beginning of this story is sort of a mess. I'm going to take serious time tomorrow and edit it completely so that it makes more sense. Basically, Buffy teaches History of Magic and she is the head of Gryffindor. I think I'm actually going to take chapter 18 out completely. I don't like it. I'm sorry it's so disorganized. I've changed a lot in my mind since I started writing this but I forgot to change it in the writing. I know Hermione's sort of irritating in the beginning. For some reason I was mad at her character when I was writing her so I made her annoying. I hope you like her better later on though. Your concern about "Harry's antics' is sort of confusing to me. I realize that he's being dumb, but I'm just trying to make him competitive. He wants Dawn all to himself. Aren't guys competitive over girls? I wouldn't really know I suppose, I don't have any experience in being a guy after all…I'm glad you enjoyed it though and I hope you like the rest! Please continue to review! I love comments that are meant to correct and assist me in writing better! Any more thoughts you have I would be anxious to hear!
"Oh this was such a good idea Buffy! Definitely one of your best!" Willow stretched out on the exquisite sofa in the living room of their fancy suite at the hotel they had chosen downtown London. It was probably a waste of their money, but neither of them cared much at the moment. They were enjoying the luxury too much to consider the expense.
"I know!" Buffy grinned as she wandered into the bedroom and leapt onto the king-size bed. "I love fancy places that are all about serving me…"
Willow joined Buffy in the bedroom. "Isn't that sort of what Hogwarts is?"
"Yea, but here we're not under anybody's watch and we don't have to obey any sort of rules! We just get to relax and enjoy ourselves!" Buffy explained.
"Oh, I see! So what are we going to do tonight?"
"Well, I actually need to go patrolling. But you can stay here and relax and then when I come back we can watch a movie and order ice cream from room service!" Buffy grinned.
"Alright, see you later…be careful!" Willow waved Buffy out of the room, grinning as Buffy secured a small stake up her sleeve.
"I'm always careful!" Buffy insisted with a wink.
"You know, I have to admit that I had my doubts about adequate vamps in Europe! But you proved me wrong and I'm very relieved about that!" Buffy kicked a vampire hard in the chest, sending him flying backwards over a headstone. She had ventured out to the nearest cemetery to the hotel and had not been disappointed in a good fight for the evening. It had barely been an hour and she had already dusted six vamps…wait make it seven. She leapt onto the vampire that was still lying on his back and planted a stake firmly in his chest. He crumpled to dust instantly and she stood up with an accomplished smirk on her face.
As she brushed the dust off of her black leather jacket, she surveyed her surroundings, waiting for more of the undead to creep out of the dark shadows. But no more came. She waited for almost another thirty minutes just to be sure but finally gave up and started back towards the hotel.
It wasn't a very far distance, and Buffy enjoyed the walk alone to clear her mind. The slaying had helped, of course, it always did, but she was still no less sure of her situation with Spike and Angel, or the complications that Dumbledore created by bringing them all three to Hogwarts.
She took one last deep breath of the refreshing night air and entered the hotel lobby, trying to smooth out her hair so that she would at least appear presentable amongst the finery of the wealthy ladies that were wasting time in the lobby with their even wealthier husbands. Buffy noted a particularly ostentatiously dressed woman, complete with a floor-length fur coat and diamonds sparkling at her throat and fingers.
She looks a bit overdone. Buffy decided, rolling her eyes as the woman rested her heavily jeweled hand on a man's shoulder. The man seemed a little surprised and actually jumped at the contact but the woman seemed unfazed as she let her long painted nails trail up his neck to scratch at his hairline. Buffy frowned. She thought that the woman's nails looked ridiculous, painted black and tipped with a sharp contrasting red. Then Buffy's condescending thoughts turned to curiosity as the man seemed attempting to pull away but the woman kept a firm hold on his arm and he did not leave her. I've never seen a girl stronger then a man before, except for me…Buffy decided that the woman was definitely forcing the man to stay by the way that her sharp-nailed fingers dug slightly into the sleeve of his suit. Buffy easily caught up to them, interested in eavesdropping on their conversation. Something about the whole situation just didn't feel right to the slayer.
"I'm sorry, but how can I help you?" The man was saying. His voice revealed a very heavy British accent.
The woman didn't respond but just laughed in a cold, childish, and familiar way that made Buffy gasp out loud. The couple spun around, the man looking confused and the woman looking livid.
"Drusilla!" Buffy exclaimed breathily, still too shocked to find a steady voice.
"Slayer?" Drusilla asked with her typical airy voice, accompanied by a disapproving scowl. "Oh, no no no, it is not nice for you to be here right now!"
"Drusilla, I am going to give you three seconds to let the man go." Buffy had regained the strength in her voice "One, two…"
Drusilla's dark eyes bulged angrily but she released her hold on the man who still seemed very confused.
"Go now." Buffy ordered the man and he didn't need to be told twice, but quickly fled from the scene. "Now, Drusilla, maybe I'll restrain myself from staking you long enough to hear what the hell you are doing here?"
"The slayer…here…" Drusilla's eyes clouded and her lip trembled. "The Master will not like this…you should not be here now! He will not want you here…" She shook her head and fled, easily maneuvering her thin body around the people that crowded the lobby and disappearing from Buffy's sight.
Buffy was too surprised to follow her. "The Master?" She frowned and slowly made her way into the elevator and up to her room.
She told Willow about the encounter in the lobby immediately but the redheaded witch was just as confused as Buffy.
"But the master is dead, isn't he? I mean you killed him, right?" Willow frowned. "Why would Drusilla mention someone who's been dead for years?"
"She wouldn't. Well, okay fine, maybe she would, she's crazier then anyone I've ever met, but still, even Drusilla understands the difference between alive and dead, or dust in their case." Buffy shrugged. "It's weird, but she spoke about him as though he were here and as though she were working with him…"
"But that's not possibly Buffy…" Willow wrinkled her forehead in deep contemplation. "Unless…but no that doesn't make any sense."
"What?"
"Well, maybe someone figured out how to bring back the master or something…but that would take some seriously dark magic and I don't know any vampires with that sort of power!" Willow explained.
"Yea, that doesn't really make sense. Maybe I just understood her wrong." Buffy shrugged. "Still, I think I should talk to Angel. He knew the master first hand."
"You can send him an owl tomorrow." Willow decided. "But tonight, let's order sundaes with extra fudge and then go to sleep!"
"Sounds perfect!" Buffy retreated to the bathroom to shower while Willow placed an order for room service.
