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Now Harry meets Giles and Buffy…at last
I'm conveniently forgetting about the time diff
So…on with the show
Outside Rupert Giles Apartment
Sunnydale
Harry landed was an "Oomph." on the hard concentre, and his trunk landed beside him with a dull thump. Harry groaned as he pulled himself up from his hands and knees, he felt slightly sick, but seeing as he had travelled halfway around the world in a few seconds it was understandable.
His hands and knees stung from where he had landed on them but he quickly shook them to get rid of the pain as he looked up at the front door of what was supposed to be Rupert Giles Apartment, the place were he was going to be staying until the 1st of September.
Harry reached across for his trunk and started dragging it towards the afore mentioned door, while taking a look at his surroundings. Harry couldn't tell much as it was quite dark. The only light in the darkened quadrangle was coming from the lamp above the front door, which cast a small pool of light, which Harry immediately ran into.
Harry knocked on the door and waited. He was about to knock on the door again when it was opened by what looked like a stuffy old Professor dressed in a tweed suit and glasses, with a puzzled, and was that fearful, look on his place
"Err…Are you Mr. Rupert Giles" Harry said trying to suppress the thought that the spell had gone wrong and this wasn't the right place
"Ah yes, and you must be Harry Potter, please call me Giles" Giles said as he stepped aside allowing Harry to enter without an invitation. "Can't be too careful in Sunnydale" Giles thought as he watched Harry drag what looked like a heavy wooden trunk over the threshold into the apartment. As soon as Harry was over the threshold Giles went forwards and picked up the one end of the trunk, they carried it to the side of the couch were they put it down.
Giles sat down in one of the chairs and gestured to the couch opposite him for Harry to sit down on. Both Harry and Giles were nervous as they sat opposite each other, neither knowing what to say.
"So" Giles said trying to break the silence "you will be staying here this summer"
"Yeah, Professor Dumbledore thought this would be the best place for me, if that's okay with you?"
"Of course, I owe Dumbledore quite a lot actually"
"Yeah…..…How do you know Dumbledore anyway?"
"Its quite a long story"
"Well I've got nothing else better to do"
Giles gave a small sigh as he took off his glasses to give them a quick wipe
"Very well"
"I suppose it all starts with my father, Alfred Giles, and how he idolized his older brother Rupert Giles, who as you can guess I'm named after. Rupert was about 6 years older then Alfred, and when Rupert was 11 and Alfred was 5 Rupert received a letter telling him he was a ……… juggle-born?" Giles paused thinking
"Muggle-born" Harry said with a small smile
"Yes quite…anyway Rupert found out he was a muggle-born Sorcerer Wizard…"
"Sorcerer Wizard What's that?" Harry thought but knew better than to ask and interrupt the story
"…and went off to Boarding School. He came back each Holiday with stories of his adventures which fascinated his little brother Alfred, so much so that he wanted to be a wizard too. Unfortunately the letter never came and so he had to live with only the stories whilst his older brother lived it"
"After Rupert became a fully qualified wizard he became an Auror, fighting against an evil Wizard called………Well I don't know what he was called Rupert only referred to him by the name You-Know-Who"
"Voldemort" Harry muttered under his breath
If Giles heard this he paid it no attention as he continued, "When Alfred finished his schooling he decided to follow in his older brothers footsteps, and fight the good fight against evil magical creatures. This was how he became a member of the Watches Council"
Seeing the puzzled expression on Harry's face Giles hastened to add, "A secret organising that locates and 'deals with' any magical creature that causes harm unsuspecting muggles"
"I also became a member of the Watches Council several years later"
"You 'deal with' dangerous magical creature?"
"I actually Locate, identify, and see if these magical Creatures are a threat before I send for reinforcements to deal with these creatures"
Harry nodded quite shocked "but what does that have to do with you knowing Dumbledore?"
"I was getting to that………. At any rate, as you probably know, around 14 years ago this evil wizard disappeared after he tried to kill 'the Boy who Lived' and was never heard from again, and the magical community was at peace. However a group of the Evil Wizard's followers started revenge attacks on any Auror's, including Rupert, my Uncle"
"I met Dumbledore at my Uncle Rupert's funeral, I never knew what my Uncle was, only that he was slightly eccentric" Giles paused for a moment before starting again "I never wanted to join the Watches Council, I just wanted to have fun. Dumbledore helped me to understand that I had the ability to help people, and helped me start my life anew by giving me guidance, and trust. He also told me about his world, the magical community"
"We've kept in contact, even though we shouldn't know that each others world existed, sending a letter to each other about once every three months. Sadly we lost contact when I moved to Sunnydale about five years ago. I hope that answers your original question Harry"
Harry sat there stunned, his respect for the 'stuffy brit' in front of him grew when he found out Giles did the same sort of job the infamous Auror's did without any magical powers. "Speaking of magic" Harry thought, "What did he mean before about his Uncle being a Sorcerer Wizard"
"Yeah it does" Harry said after a few seconds in which he got his thoughts in order "But what did you mean when you said your Uncle Rupert was a 'Muggle-born Sorcerer Wizard"
"You mean you don't know about the different types of Magic?"
Harry just shook his head
"Ah …well as you know magic is all around us in different shapes and forms, and different types of Wizards have learnt to use these different types of Magic. For example your magic is in your very blood, therefore you, yourself, are a Source of Magic…a Sorcerer. However there are other types of Magic, such as Mage Magic, were the magic is in a written word, and a spell is cast when it is read aloud. This type of magic was used to protect ancient tombs and treasures troves."
"Another type of magic is Wicca Magic, this is were a normal everyday muggle, like myself, draws on the Magic around them from other sources using complex incantations and rituals to perform spells. I myself own a Wicca Magic store that sells the necessary equipment to perform Wicca Magic. The rest are not that important and need very rare skills or equipment to perform them."
"Oh……." was all Harry could say when Giles had finished. Harry sat on the couch frozen in shock, not knowing what to say. Not only had he just been told that the Magic he knew as being the only Magic, wasn't, there were actually several different types of Magic, some of which could be performed by anybody.
"Now Harry" said Giles interrupting Harry thoughts "I have a group of associates, we are Very close and tell each other most things. However they do not know about you or anything about Sorcerer Magic…I think, Tara, Anya or Spike might know about it, but none of them know that you are a Sorcerer Wizard. It is up to you whether you tell them or not"
Harry nodded once thinking about what Giles had said, and the choice he had give Harry. He quickly made his decision but paused for a few seconds getting his words in order before answering "Giles… My whole life I've been treated differently because I'm different. My only living relatives are disgusted by me because I'm a Wizard, then when I went to school and was pointed and stared at because I'm different. The only people who treat me normally are my best friends, Ron and Hermione. I have been singled out my whole life for things I cant change, so, for a while at least, until I trust them enough to know that they wont treat me differently, I just want to be 'normal' for a while"
"Yes I understand, although I do believe that my friends would treat you no differently if they knew what you were" Giles said as he stopped himself from putting a comforting hand on Harry's shoulder
"You know them better then I do, so you're probably right. But I would like them to get to know Harry Potter the teenager, before Harry Potter the wizard" "Or Harry Potter the Boy who Lived" Harry added in his own mind.
"Very well, I will not tell them until you decide to tell them" said Giles "so you must understand that you cannot use your magic at all until you tell them" he added as an incitement to tell Buffy and the rest of the 'Scooby Gang' as Xander affectionately put.
"That okay, I'm only supposed to use it during emergencies anyway"
"Well I suppose that we should call it a night" Giles said "I wonder how long it will take it will take for him to use his magic in Sunnydale, then"
"I'm afraid that you'll be sleeping on the couch for now, we'll sort out better sleeping arrangements tomorrow" as he handed Harry a sheet and a pillow
"It's okay, I've slept in worse places" Harry said sadly as he laid out the sheet on the couch
"Well… Goodnight then Harry" said Giles uncertainly
"G' night Giles"
Harry lay awake trying to understand what had happened to him in the last 24 hours. Finally he drifted off into a fitful sleep.
Several hours later Harry woke gasping for breath and covered in sweat, he slowly reached for his glasses on the side table once he had got his breath back. He looked at the clock above the fireplace and gave a small groan. It was 6:15 am and Harry knew, sadly from experience, that he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep for a long while after such a weird dream. So he had a quick wash, he thought about having a shower but didn't, as he didn't want to wake Giles up at this Ungodly hour, and got dressed.
Harry picked up an old book 'The legends of King Arthur and the Knights of the round Table', and started reading. He was startled when he heard someone knocking on the front door. Harry didn't know what to do, should he answer the door or should he leave it, but if he left it Giles would wake up soon. So with a resigned sigh he got up walked toward the door and slowly turned the knob…
Summers Residence
Sunnydale
Buffy Summers woke suddenly breathing heavily and dripping sweat, she glanced at the alarm clock on her bed side table and saw it was a quarter past six, she muttered a small curse "Damn Slayer prophetic dreams" as she got out of bed. Buffy quickly changed and was soon sat down at the Kitchen table trying to decide what to do.
Ever since that night at the tower, were she had jumped off, to her death, instead of her sister, Dawn, the Key. But Buffy had survived for some reason, be it her self-sacrifice, her being the slayer or something else entirely, no one knew. All Buffy knew was one minute she was falling towards the portal that Glory had opened with Dawn's Blood… the next she had woken up in a white room, for a second there she though she was in Heaven. Until her friends had surrounded her and told her she was in Hospital, had been for 6 days in a coma. There had been a 50/50 chance of waking up but somehow she had managed it. It had taken yet another week before the Hospital staff let her out, by then she was almost back to normal just a little stir crazy. Finally she had been allowed home to her friends who were her family.
It had still taken a while for Giles to let her out patrolling again, but things were just starting to get back normal as it ever could for Sunnydale. The only people that had changed were Dawn and Buffy. Dawn got overly worried if she didn't know were Buffy was, thinking that she would be left alone again. Buffy on the other hand had started to be more cautious when it came to her slaying duties, which was fine with Giles, Buffy just wanted to make sure that she made it home to Dawn.
Buffy quickly decided what she was going to do, she would go to Giles and tell him about her weird dream straight away, then she would head back here and be back before Dawn woke up and got worried. With that thought in mind she got up from the table, and headed over to Giles house.
Rupert Giles apartment
Sunnydale
As soon as Buffy got to Giles apartment she was going to barge in, but didn't after remembering a time when she barged in before and saw something she Defiantly didn't want to see, she started knocking on the door. Quietly at first but getting louder the longer she had to wait.
The door opened slightly and Buffy took that as a sign that she was allowed in pushed the door open and walked in spun round so she was facing the person and started talking "Giles I had one……." her eyes took in the person who she was talking to and stopped her mouth. He was short, shorter then her, with the messiest black hair she had ever seen. It was stuck up all over the place partially hiding a scar on his forehead. He wore a pair of glasses that hid a pair of bright green eyes.
Suddenly she remembered why she was there
"Your not Giles, Who are you? Where's Giles?"
Harry was slightly surprised to say the least. A young woman, who was only slightly taller then he was, had barged past him into Giles home and now demanded to know who he was. She had golden blonde hair that hung past her shoulders, she seemed to ooze confidence.
"What's there to lose" he thought
"I'm Harry, I'm staying with Giles for a while, and he's asleep upstairs I think"
"How long?"
"Don't know, till the first of September I think"
"You Think!"
"Yeah……..so who are you? And how do you know Giles?"
"I'm Buffy, and Giles is my …..… Mentor" Buffy said not really wanting to go into her relationship with Giles
"Oh…"
"Oh…"
Buffy and Harry stared at each other for a few moments until the deafening silence was broken by Harry stomach grumbling "Sorry" Harry said with an apologetic grin on his face "Do you think that Giles will be okay if I get myself something to eat?"
"Course" Buffy said, slightly surprised by Harry's question
Harry walked into the kitchen and started going through the cupboards "Do you want anything?" he said to Buffy
"What is there?" Buffy said expecting something like Bran Flakes
"Well not much in the way of Cereal……….Ah ha" he said as he opened the fridge
"What?"
"Do you fancy an Omelette?"
Buffy was slightly apprehensive, "but an Omelette is still an Omelette" she thought and added out loud "Yeah please"
Twenty minutes later they sat in front of each other at the table, empty plates in front of them, both full from their meal, but still not knowing anything about each other.
"So tell me why you're here, about yourself" said Buffy
"No, I cooked breakfast, you first"
"I asked first"
Harry sighed "Okay, but you tell me everything about yourself next"
Harry went on to tell Buffy a highly edited version of his life, from the Dursley's to Ron and Hermione. Not mentioning anything about Magic or Hogwarts.
Buffy then took her turn and told Harry all about the Scooby Gang without bringing up anything about the Slaying.
As Giles walked down his stairs and saw the sight before him, he thought he had taken a wrong turning on the landing somewhere, there were Buffy and Harry sitting at the table and talking like old friends.
"Er….…Hello" he said interrupting Buffy who was just telling Harry about the Bronze
"Giles!" they both said at the same time
"How long have you two been here?" Giles asked looking at the empty plates in front of them
"I got here around Seven, I wanted to talk to you about something" said Buffy
"You let yourself in again?"
"No I let her in, I was already up, couldn't sleep it being a new place and all, and I heard her knocking on the door" Harry said
Buffy was a bit startled, she hadn't given a thought to why Harry was up when she came round but quickly dismissed it as she said "Yeah he was up, but I need to talk to you, Giles, about something" as she glanced at Harry.
"And you don't want me to overhear you" said Harry smiling "Well Giles I going for a quick walk, get to know the neighbourhood. I'll be back soon" he added as he opened the front door and stepped out looking over his shoulder at Buffy and Giles.
End Chapter 3
Hope this explains why Giles and the rest of the Scooby gang are described as Muggles, Not one drop of magical blood in them
Write in with any suggestion of thing that you want to happen, One thing though NO wizard or Vampire Wizards
Now as always REVIEW
Now Harry meets Giles and Buffy…at last
I'm conveniently forgetting about the time diff
So…on with the show
Outside Rupert Giles Apartment
Sunnydale
Harry landed was an "Oomph." on the hard concentre, and his trunk landed beside him with a dull thump. Harry groaned as he pulled himself up from his hands and knees, he felt slightly sick, but seeing as he had travelled halfway around the world in a few seconds it was understandable.
His hands and knees stung from where he had landed on them but he quickly shook them to get rid of the pain as he looked up at the front door of what was supposed to be Rupert Giles Apartment, the place were he was going to be staying until the 1st of September.
Harry reached across for his trunk and started dragging it towards the afore mentioned door, while taking a look at his surroundings. Harry couldn't tell much as it was quite dark. The only light in the darkened quadrangle was coming from the lamp above the front door, which cast a small pool of light, which Harry immediately ran into.
Harry knocked on the door and waited. He was about to knock on the door again when it was opened by what looked like a stuffy old Professor dressed in a tweed suit and glasses, with a puzzled, and was that fearful, look on his place
"Err…Are you Mr. Rupert Giles" Harry said trying to suppress the thought that the spell had gone wrong and this wasn't the right place
"Ah yes, and you must be Harry Potter, please call me Giles" Giles said as he stepped aside allowing Harry to enter without an invitation. "Can't be too careful in Sunnydale" Giles thought as he watched Harry drag what looked like a heavy wooden trunk over the threshold into the apartment. As soon as Harry was over the threshold Giles went forwards and picked up the one end of the trunk, they carried it to the side of the couch were they put it down.
Giles sat down in one of the chairs and gestured to the couch opposite him for Harry to sit down on. Both Harry and Giles were nervous as they sat opposite each other, neither knowing what to say.
"So" Giles said trying to break the silence "you will be staying here this summer"
"Yeah, Professor Dumbledore thought this would be the best place for me, if that's okay with you?"
"Of course, I owe Dumbledore quite a lot actually"
"Yeah…..…How do you know Dumbledore anyway?"
"Its quite a long story"
"Well I've got nothing else better to do"
Giles gave a small sigh as he took off his glasses to give them a quick wipe
"Very well"
"I suppose it all starts with my father, Alfred Giles, and how he idolized his older brother Rupert Giles, who as you can guess I'm named after. Rupert was about 6 years older then Alfred, and when Rupert was 11 and Alfred was 5 Rupert received a letter telling him he was a ……… juggle-born?" Giles paused thinking
"Muggle-born" Harry said with a small smile
"Yes quite…anyway Rupert found out he was a muggle-born Sorcerer Wizard…"
"Sorcerer Wizard What's that?" Harry thought but knew better than to ask and interrupt the story
"…and went off to Boarding School. He came back each Holiday with stories of his adventures which fascinated his little brother Alfred, so much so that he wanted to be a wizard too. Unfortunately the letter never came and so he had to live with only the stories whilst his older brother lived it"
"After Rupert became a fully qualified wizard he became an Auror, fighting against an evil Wizard called………Well I don't know what he was called Rupert only referred to him by the name You-Know-Who"
"Voldemort" Harry muttered under his breath
If Giles heard this he paid it no attention as he continued, "When Alfred finished his schooling he decided to follow in his older brothers footsteps, and fight the good fight against evil magical creatures. This was how he became a member of the Watches Council"
Seeing the puzzled expression on Harry's face Giles hastened to add, "A secret organising that locates and 'deals with' any magical creature that causes harm unsuspecting muggles"
"I also became a member of the Watches Council several years later"
"You 'deal with' dangerous magical creature?"
"I actually Locate, identify, and see if these magical Creatures are a threat before I send for reinforcements to deal with these creatures"
Harry nodded quite shocked "but what does that have to do with you knowing Dumbledore?"
"I was getting to that………. At any rate, as you probably know, around 14 years ago this evil wizard disappeared after he tried to kill 'the Boy who Lived' and was never heard from again, and the magical community was at peace. However a group of the Evil Wizard's followers started revenge attacks on any Auror's, including Rupert, my Uncle"
"I met Dumbledore at my Uncle Rupert's funeral, I never knew what my Uncle was, only that he was slightly eccentric" Giles paused for a moment before starting again "I never wanted to join the Watches Council, I just wanted to have fun. Dumbledore helped me to understand that I had the ability to help people, and helped me start my life anew by giving me guidance, and trust. He also told me about his world, the magical community"
"We've kept in contact, even though we shouldn't know that each others world existed, sending a letter to each other about once every three months. Sadly we lost contact when I moved to Sunnydale about five years ago. I hope that answers your original question Harry"
Harry sat there stunned, his respect for the 'stuffy brit' in front of him grew when he found out Giles did the same sort of job the infamous Auror's did without any magical powers. "Speaking of magic" Harry thought, "What did he mean before about his Uncle being a Sorcerer Wizard"
"Yeah it does" Harry said after a few seconds in which he got his thoughts in order "But what did you mean when you said your Uncle Rupert was a 'Muggle-born Sorcerer Wizard"
"You mean you don't know about the different types of Magic?"
Harry just shook his head
"Ah …well as you know magic is all around us in different shapes and forms, and different types of Wizards have learnt to use these different types of Magic. For example your magic is in your very blood, therefore you, yourself, are a Source of Magic…a Sorcerer. However there are other types of Magic, such as Mage Magic, were the magic is in a written word, and a spell is cast when it is read aloud. This type of magic was used to protect ancient tombs and treasures troves."
"Another type of magic is Wicca Magic, this is were a normal everyday muggle, like myself, draws on the Magic around them from other sources using complex incantations and rituals to perform spells. I myself own a Wicca Magic store that sells the necessary equipment to perform Wicca Magic. The rest are not that important and need very rare skills or equipment to perform them."
"Oh……." was all Harry could say when Giles had finished. Harry sat on the couch frozen in shock, not knowing what to say. Not only had he just been told that the Magic he knew as being the only Magic, wasn't, there were actually several different types of Magic, some of which could be performed by anybody.
"Now Harry" said Giles interrupting Harry thoughts "I have a group of associates, we are Very close and tell each other most things. However they do not know about you or anything about Sorcerer Magic…I think, Tara, Anya or Spike might know about it, but none of them know that you are a Sorcerer Wizard. It is up to you whether you tell them or not"
Harry nodded once thinking about what Giles had said, and the choice he had give Harry. He quickly made his decision but paused for a few seconds getting his words in order before answering "Giles… My whole life I've been treated differently because I'm different. My only living relatives are disgusted by me because I'm a Wizard, then when I went to school and was pointed and stared at because I'm different. The only people who treat me normally are my best friends, Ron and Hermione. I have been singled out my whole life for things I cant change, so, for a while at least, until I trust them enough to know that they wont treat me differently, I just want to be 'normal' for a while"
"Yes I understand, although I do believe that my friends would treat you no differently if they knew what you were" Giles said as he stopped himself from putting a comforting hand on Harry's shoulder
"You know them better then I do, so you're probably right. But I would like them to get to know Harry Potter the teenager, before Harry Potter the wizard" "Or Harry Potter the Boy who Lived" Harry added in his own mind.
"Very well, I will not tell them until you decide to tell them" said Giles "so you must understand that you cannot use your magic at all until you tell them" he added as an incitement to tell Buffy and the rest of the 'Scooby Gang' as Xander affectionately put.
"That okay, I'm only supposed to use it during emergencies anyway"
"Well I suppose that we should call it a night" Giles said "I wonder how long it will take it will take for him to use his magic in Sunnydale, then"
"I'm afraid that you'll be sleeping on the couch for now, we'll sort out better sleeping arrangements tomorrow" as he handed Harry a sheet and a pillow
"It's okay, I've slept in worse places" Harry said sadly as he laid out the sheet on the couch
"Well… Goodnight then Harry" said Giles uncertainly
"G' night Giles"
Harry lay awake trying to understand what had happened to him in the last 24 hours. Finally he drifted off into a fitful sleep.
Several hours later Harry woke gasping for breath and covered in sweat, he slowly reached for his glasses on the side table once he had got his breath back. He looked at the clock above the fireplace and gave a small groan. It was 6:15 am and Harry knew, sadly from experience, that he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep for a long while after such a weird dream. So he had a quick wash, he thought about having a shower but didn't, as he didn't want to wake Giles up at this Ungodly hour, and got dressed.
Harry picked up an old book 'The legends of King Arthur and the Knights of the round Table', and started reading. He was startled when he heard someone knocking on the front door. Harry didn't know what to do, should he answer the door or should he leave it, but if he left it Giles would wake up soon. So with a resigned sigh he got up walked toward the door and slowly turned the knob…
Summers Residence
Sunnydale
Buffy Summers woke suddenly breathing heavily and dripping sweat, she glanced at the alarm clock on her bed side table and saw it was a quarter past six, she muttered a small curse "Damn Slayer prophetic dreams" as she got out of bed. Buffy quickly changed and was soon sat down at the Kitchen table trying to decide what to do.
Ever since that night at the tower, were she had jumped off, to her death, instead of her sister, Dawn, the Key. But Buffy had survived for some reason, be it her self-sacrifice, her being the slayer or something else entirely, no one knew. All Buffy knew was one minute she was falling towards the portal that Glory had opened with Dawn's Blood… the next she had woken up in a white room, for a second there she though she was in Heaven. Until her friends had surrounded her and told her she was in Hospital, had been for 6 days in a coma. There had been a 50/50 chance of waking up but somehow she had managed it. It had taken yet another week before the Hospital staff let her out, by then she was almost back to normal just a little stir crazy. Finally she had been allowed home to her friends who were her family.
It had still taken a while for Giles to let her out patrolling again, but things were just starting to get back normal as it ever could for Sunnydale. The only people that had changed were Dawn and Buffy. Dawn got overly worried if she didn't know were Buffy was, thinking that she would be left alone again. Buffy on the other hand had started to be more cautious when it came to her slaying duties, which was fine with Giles, Buffy just wanted to make sure that she made it home to Dawn.
Buffy quickly decided what she was going to do, she would go to Giles and tell him about her weird dream straight away, then she would head back here and be back before Dawn woke up and got worried. With that thought in mind she got up from the table, and headed over to Giles house.
Rupert Giles apartment
Sunnydale
As soon as Buffy got to Giles apartment she was going to barge in, but didn't after remembering a time when she barged in before and saw something she Defiantly didn't want to see, she started knocking on the door. Quietly at first but getting louder the longer she had to wait.
The door opened slightly and Buffy took that as a sign that she was allowed in pushed the door open and walked in spun round so she was facing the person and started talking "Giles I had one……." her eyes took in the person who she was talking to and stopped her mouth. He was short, shorter then her, with the messiest black hair she had ever seen. It was stuck up all over the place partially hiding a scar on his forehead. He wore a pair of glasses that hid a pair of bright green eyes.
Suddenly she remembered why she was there
"Your not Giles, Who are you? Where's Giles?"
Harry was slightly surprised to say the least. A young woman, who was only slightly taller then he was, had barged past him into Giles home and now demanded to know who he was. She had golden blonde hair that hung past her shoulders, she seemed to ooze confidence.
"What's there to lose" he thought
"I'm Harry, I'm staying with Giles for a while, and he's asleep upstairs I think"
"How long?"
"Don't know, till the first of September I think"
"You Think!"
"Yeah……..so who are you? And how do you know Giles?"
"I'm Buffy, and Giles is my …..… Mentor" Buffy said not really wanting to go into her relationship with Giles
"Oh…"
"Oh…"
Buffy and Harry stared at each other for a few moments until the deafening silence was broken by Harry stomach grumbling "Sorry" Harry said with an apologetic grin on his face "Do you think that Giles will be okay if I get myself something to eat?"
"Course" Buffy said, slightly surprised by Harry's question
Harry walked into the kitchen and started going through the cupboards "Do you want anything?" he said to Buffy
"What is there?" Buffy said expecting something like Bran Flakes
"Well not much in the way of Cereal……….Ah ha" he said as he opened the fridge
"What?"
"Do you fancy an Omelette?"
Buffy was slightly apprehensive, "but an Omelette is still an Omelette" she thought and added out loud "Yeah please"
Twenty minutes later they sat in front of each other at the table, empty plates in front of them, both full from their meal, but still not knowing anything about each other.
"So tell me why you're here, about yourself" said Buffy
"No, I cooked breakfast, you first"
"I asked first"
Harry sighed "Okay, but you tell me everything about yourself next"
Harry went on to tell Buffy a highly edited version of his life, from the Dursley's to Ron and Hermione. Not mentioning anything about Magic or Hogwarts.
Buffy then took her turn and told Harry all about the Scooby Gang without bringing up anything about the Slaying.
As Giles walked down his stairs and saw the sight before him, he thought he had taken a wrong turning on the landing somewhere, there were Buffy and Harry sitting at the table and talking like old friends.
"Er….…Hello" he said interrupting Buffy who was just telling Harry about the Bronze
"Giles!" they both said at the same time
"How long have you two been here?" Giles asked looking at the empty plates in front of them
"I got here around Seven, I wanted to talk to you about something" said Buffy
"You let yourself in again?"
"No I let her in, I was already up, couldn't sleep it being a new place and all, and I heard her knocking on the door" Harry said
Buffy was a bit startled, she hadn't given a thought to why Harry was up when she came round but quickly dismissed it as she said "Yeah he was up, but I need to talk to you, Giles, about something" as she glanced at Harry.
"And you don't want me to overhear you" said Harry smiling "Well Giles I going for a quick walk, get to know the neighbourhood. I'll be back soon" he added as he opened the front door and stepped out looking over his shoulder at Buffy and Giles.
End Chapter 3
Hope this explains why Giles and the rest of the Scooby gang are described as Muggles, Not one drop of magical blood in them
Write in with any suggestion of thing that you want to happen, One thing though NO wizard or Vampire Wizards
Now as always REVIEW