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Potter
Email: angel_of_ice19@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The Scooby Gang is off to Hogwarts to help teach. Crossover with Ats and Harry Potter.
A/N: Please review or send any comments or flames to my email above :) Words inside * are what the characters are thinking.
Chapter Two: The Faculty
Changed into their robes, the Scoobies set off into a different direction than the other students. They were led by a thin man, with greasy black hair and a chilling voice.
"I'm Professor Severus Snape, this way," He said, his cold eyes sweeping over the group. He led them to the castle, and to a room lit by a warm fire.
"I think you got us lost!" a voice yelled, as the door opened. Cordelia, Gunn, Fred, and Wesley stumbled in.
"Oh god, you guys are teaching too! This makes it so less boring!" Cordelia shouted, giving Buffy, Willow, Dawn, and Xander a big hug, saying hi to Tara and Anya.
"Goodbye Sir Nicholas," A familiar voice said, stumbling into the room.
"Giles!" the Scoobies shouted, and gave him a big group hug.
"What are you all doing here?" Giles asked, truely surprised.
"We're teachers!" Anya said.
"Is the group pow-wow over now?" Snape asked.
"Yes, sorry," Giles said.
"So you all know each other, good, I'll give you your classes, you must be there on time, or you'll risk taking it up with the headmaster. Now, Cordelia Chase?" Snape asked.
"Me!" Cordelia said, raising her hand. "Oh, I guess I don't need to do that anymore," She laughed. "I'm teaching Divination and helping the Nurse? So this would be more of the blindingly painful visions and first aid right?"
"I'll take it you're Rupert Giles?" Snape said sarcastically. "Here's you are."
"I'm the Librarian and occasional History of Magic teacher. Well, that fits," Giles remarked.
"Charles Gunn?" Snape asked.
"Hola," Gunn said. "Muggle Studies, tight," Gunn said.
"Alexander Harris," Snape said.
"Care of Magical Creatures, why does this seem like a not-good idea?" Xander asked.
"Wesley Wyndom Price?" Snape called.
"I teach with you Giles," Wesley said.
"Is there someone named Fred?" Snape asked.
"That's me," Fred said. "Oh I teach Astronomy and Potions!" Fred said.
"That's help teach," Snape corrected.
"I love children," Fred gushed.
"I pity you," Snape said, looking at his list.
"Willow Rosenberg?"
"That's me," Willow said. "Oh! Herbology and Charms part time," Willow smiled.
"Buffy Summers?" Snape asked.
"Me," Buffy said, giving Snape a strange look.
"You'll be teaching Defense against the Dark Arts," Snape said coldly.
"Big vacation," Buffy muttered.
"Don't count on it," Snape hissed. "Tara you already have your classes, that leaves...Oh bloody hell not you again," Snape said, shocked.
"Oh, it's you. How are those boils coming by the way?" Anya asked.
"Anya!" Xander exclaimed.
"Hey, this was when I was demony, I'm not now," Anya said.
"You just stay over there on that side of the bloody room," Snape said.
"Well what do I get to teach?" She asked.
"History of Magic, though I pity the students for once," Snape muttered. "I need a brandy. Here's the sorting hat, give it to...Dawn Summers, have her get sorted, then join her classmates. Good day," Snape said, carefully walking to the door past Anya.
"This is the sorting hat, put it on, you'll get sorted," Tara said.
Dawn placed the hat on, and it shouted, "GRYFFINDOR!"
"Is that good?" Dawn asked.
"That's good, it's where the brave students go," Tara smiled.
"Well, since we've met the nice teacher man, can we eat?" Cordelia asked.
"Yea, I'm starving," Willow said. Dawn went and sat by Harry in at the Gryffindor table, while the others took their seats at the table. One seat was empty, the one next to Buffy.
* * *
Suddenly a figure swept into the room, wearing total black, but not robes. He wore black jeans, a black t-shirt, and a black leather duster. He had bleached blond hair, and pale skin.
Most of the teachers froze. "Spike's a teacher?" Dawn asked.
"Who?" Harry asked her.
"Spike, he's a...friend from home," Dawn said.
"Hello Nibblet," Spike said, then looked back. "Dawn, what are you doing here?" He asked.
"I go to school here now, everyone else is..." Dawn looked up at the table.
"Bloody hell, this is a nightmare," Spike muttered, kissing her quickly on the forehead, and taking his seat at the table, next to a very shocked Buffy.
"Hello William," Dumbledore said, in the seat next to Spike.
"Hello Albus, long time no see, you're still old," Spike joked.
"You're still bleached," Albus laughed, and then stood up.
"Spike what are you doing here?" Buffy hissed.
"I'm a teacher love, get used to it," Spike said. "Besides, you won't see me, I'll stick to my class, and you stick to yours."
"Class, oh god what's yours?" Buffy asked him.
"Defense Against the Dark Arts nosy," He said.
Buffy groaned. "I have to work with you?"
"I have to work with you!" Spike hissed back.
"Don't act like you're not pleased about it!" Buffy said. "You probably did this on purpose. Well I'm telling you that nothing that happened in Sunnydale is happening here!" She said.
"And I'm telling you that I'm not your whipping boy. I'm not going to be begging at your feet for scaps," Spike said.
Something in Buffy's heart hurt. "You could have at least worn the robes," Buffy said.
"I didn't want to, you all look like a bunch of nuns," Spike muttered. "Including the Whelp."
"We look teachery," Buffy argued. "I'm going to eat now," She said, and ignored him.
* * *
"Welcome students, for another year at Hogwarts. As usual, the Forbidden Forest is off limits to everyone. We have several new members on our staff. I'd like to introduce Professor Summers, Professor Rosenberg, Professor Harris, Professor Anyankah, Professor Giles, Professor Price, Professor Gunn, Professor Winifred, Professor Chase, Professor Tara, and Professor William. These will be your new teachers, and I expect you to treat them all with respect," Dumbledore said, looking sternly at the Weasley twins.
"Who us, we wouldn't do a thing would we?" Fred said sarcastically.
"Isn't your last name Summers?" Hermione asked Dawn.
"Yeah, Buffy's my sister. I know most of the new Professors, I wonder why Angel didn't come," Dawn remarked.
"Who?" Ron asked.
"No one," Dawn said, and Ron, Harry, and Hermione exchanged glances.
* * *
Later that night, Buffy expected Spike to try some kind of tactic to get into her pants...again. Instead Spike said goodnight to Dawn, kissing her on the forehead. He had become very attached to her since the night Willow's magic got out of control. Dawn headed off to the Gryffindor tower with the others as the feast had come to an end.
Spike walked off to his room, muttering a good night to Buffy.
* * *
Buffy expected Spike to be late for class the next day, seeing as he was a vampire, and nine in the morning wasn't exactly a vampire friendly time.
"Morning," He said, as she came in, five minutes before nine. "We're supposed to educate them on whatever this Voldemort fellow might bring against them. You might want to start with vampires," Spike suggested.
"What you're not going to help?" Buffy asked.
"It's on the schedule. You lead first class, I lead second. We've got the fifth years from Gryffindor and Slytherin first," Spike said.
"Alright," Buffy said, getting objects out of her duffel bag as the students came into class.
Spike saw Dawn sitting in the front row with two boys and a girl. He noted their names, thinking to ask Dawn about them later.
"Okay," Buffy said as the bell rang. "Good morning, I'm Buffy Summers," She said.
"Spike, and if one of you calls me Professor William you'll have detention in the forest," Spike said. Buffy rolled her eyes.
"Aren't we supposed to address you as Professor?" Hermione asked.
"Yea, but it's Spike," Spike said.
"Yeah, preferably Buffy, Professor makes me feel old," Buffy agreed.
"Alright," Hermione said, looking shocked.
"Well this year you'll be learning to defend yourself against Voldemort," Buffy began, and the class fell silent. She looked at Spike who stepped in.
"Bloody hell, you'll be learning to defend yourself against He-Who- Must-Not-Be-Named," He muttered.
"Yeah, him," Buffy said. "So in order to do that, you need to know what you'll be up against. Anyone know any kind of creatures you'd come up against?" Buffy asked.
"What about filthy werewolves?" A pale boy said.
"What's you're name?" Buffy asked.
"Draco Malfoy," Malfoy said, looking at Harry.
"Well, Draco, what makes you think werewolves are filthy?" Buffy asked.
"They are, disgusting creatures who can't control themselves," Malfoy remarked.
"Well I'm sure some are, but I happen to have a friend whose a werewolf. He didn't seem disgusting and he was in total control of himself. Maybe you should rethink your opinions," Buffy said.
The class snickered. Harry, Hermione, and Ron beamed at Buffy. They had all liked the werewolf teacher, Professor Lupin.
"So what else might you come up against?" Buffy asked.
"Vampires," Hermione Granger said.
"Right, now we're getting somewhere," Buffy said. "Does any one know what a vampire is exactly?" Buffy asked. Spike looked at her, curious to know what she might say.
The class was silent, and even Hermione didn't raise her hand.
"Spike you want to take this one," Buffy said.
"Sure love. Alright, a vampire has the appearance of a human, can have the memories of that human, but doesn't have a soul. They are the undead, drinking the blood of humans to survive. A wooden stake, and yes it has to be wood, through the heart will kill a vampire, or you can decapitate one. Holy water will harm, but not kill a vampire, and they can't touch a cross. They cannot enter the home of someone unless invited, or that person is dead.
"Wild roses don't do anything, and yes vampires can eat normal food, but they won't be able to survive off of it. And garlic, it doesn't have any effect on vampires either," Spike siad, looking at Buffy.
Hermione raised her hand.
"So if vampires don't have a soul, can they still feel emotions?" Hermione asked.
"Yes," Spike said. "They can love, and hate, you don't need a soul for that," He said, not meeting the gaze of Buffy this time. "Some don't believe they can, but they feel just as you or I do," Spike said. "So you have vampires, have there been any famous vampires you know of?" Spike asked.
"Dracula," Ron answered.
"Any famous vampires who weren't totally lame?" Buffy asked.
"You mean he's real?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, but he's a total wimp, if Vold - You-know-who recruits him then You-Know-Who's not going to have the big winning team," Buffy said.
"What about those four vampires who caused havoc in Europe?" Hermione said. "Angelus, Darla, Drusilla, and William the Bloody?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, you've heard of them have you?" Spike asked, smiling. "What have you heard?" Spike asked, crossing his arms over his chest, leaning against the desk. Half the girls in the class swooned.
"They went throughout Europe killing people, killing supposed girls who could fight them. William the Bloody was supposed to have killed two in his day, before he was killed by a Slayer in the United States," Hermione finished. Spike's eyes widened, and he looked at Buffy.
"And how was he killed?" He asked.
"I think the current, Slayer it was, dropped an organ on him," Hermione said.
"That's so not what happened. See he's still alive, plotting to kill the idiot that wrote that," Spike said.
"Oh god Spike give it a rest," Buffy said. "Basically I dropped the organ on him, but he lived, unfortunately," Buffy said.
"You're the Slayer, and you're William the Bloody," Harry said. Dawn looked bored.
"Yes," They said.
"It wasn't like it wasn't a big organ," Spike argued.
"Oh whatever. Anyways, the Slayer is the one girl in all the world chosen to fight the vampires. I kill them, blah blah blah. I'm here to teach you how to kill them if say you're wand falls out of your robes or you're without it," Buffy said.
"I think you're lying," Malfoy said from the back of the class room.
"Oh really?" Buffy asked.
"I've seen my dad blow up a vampire, and she was a strong one. You don't look to strong to me," he remarked.
Dawn yawned.
"Really? Spike come here a sec," Buffy said. Spike stood in front of her, and Buffy punched him, sending him flying, crashing into a nearby wall.
"Wicked," Ron said, and the class stared at the petite blonde.
Dawn tried not to fall asleep.
"So, he's a vampire, I'm the Slayer. Any questions?" Buffy asked.
One of the girls, Lavender Brown, raised her hand.
"Is it all right to date vampires?" She asked, looking at Spike.
"Oh I got this one," Dawn said, finally waking up. "No it's not."
* * *
Email: angel_of_ice19@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The Scooby Gang is off to Hogwarts to help teach. Crossover with Ats and Harry Potter.
A/N: Please review or send any comments or flames to my email above :) Words inside * are what the characters are thinking.
Chapter Two: The Faculty
Changed into their robes, the Scoobies set off into a different direction than the other students. They were led by a thin man, with greasy black hair and a chilling voice.
"I'm Professor Severus Snape, this way," He said, his cold eyes sweeping over the group. He led them to the castle, and to a room lit by a warm fire.
"I think you got us lost!" a voice yelled, as the door opened. Cordelia, Gunn, Fred, and Wesley stumbled in.
"Oh god, you guys are teaching too! This makes it so less boring!" Cordelia shouted, giving Buffy, Willow, Dawn, and Xander a big hug, saying hi to Tara and Anya.
"Goodbye Sir Nicholas," A familiar voice said, stumbling into the room.
"Giles!" the Scoobies shouted, and gave him a big group hug.
"What are you all doing here?" Giles asked, truely surprised.
"We're teachers!" Anya said.
"Is the group pow-wow over now?" Snape asked.
"Yes, sorry," Giles said.
"So you all know each other, good, I'll give you your classes, you must be there on time, or you'll risk taking it up with the headmaster. Now, Cordelia Chase?" Snape asked.
"Me!" Cordelia said, raising her hand. "Oh, I guess I don't need to do that anymore," She laughed. "I'm teaching Divination and helping the Nurse? So this would be more of the blindingly painful visions and first aid right?"
"I'll take it you're Rupert Giles?" Snape said sarcastically. "Here's you are."
"I'm the Librarian and occasional History of Magic teacher. Well, that fits," Giles remarked.
"Charles Gunn?" Snape asked.
"Hola," Gunn said. "Muggle Studies, tight," Gunn said.
"Alexander Harris," Snape said.
"Care of Magical Creatures, why does this seem like a not-good idea?" Xander asked.
"Wesley Wyndom Price?" Snape called.
"I teach with you Giles," Wesley said.
"Is there someone named Fred?" Snape asked.
"That's me," Fred said. "Oh I teach Astronomy and Potions!" Fred said.
"That's help teach," Snape corrected.
"I love children," Fred gushed.
"I pity you," Snape said, looking at his list.
"Willow Rosenberg?"
"That's me," Willow said. "Oh! Herbology and Charms part time," Willow smiled.
"Buffy Summers?" Snape asked.
"Me," Buffy said, giving Snape a strange look.
"You'll be teaching Defense against the Dark Arts," Snape said coldly.
"Big vacation," Buffy muttered.
"Don't count on it," Snape hissed. "Tara you already have your classes, that leaves...Oh bloody hell not you again," Snape said, shocked.
"Oh, it's you. How are those boils coming by the way?" Anya asked.
"Anya!" Xander exclaimed.
"Hey, this was when I was demony, I'm not now," Anya said.
"You just stay over there on that side of the bloody room," Snape said.
"Well what do I get to teach?" She asked.
"History of Magic, though I pity the students for once," Snape muttered. "I need a brandy. Here's the sorting hat, give it to...Dawn Summers, have her get sorted, then join her classmates. Good day," Snape said, carefully walking to the door past Anya.
"This is the sorting hat, put it on, you'll get sorted," Tara said.
Dawn placed the hat on, and it shouted, "GRYFFINDOR!"
"Is that good?" Dawn asked.
"That's good, it's where the brave students go," Tara smiled.
"Well, since we've met the nice teacher man, can we eat?" Cordelia asked.
"Yea, I'm starving," Willow said. Dawn went and sat by Harry in at the Gryffindor table, while the others took their seats at the table. One seat was empty, the one next to Buffy.
* * *
Suddenly a figure swept into the room, wearing total black, but not robes. He wore black jeans, a black t-shirt, and a black leather duster. He had bleached blond hair, and pale skin.
Most of the teachers froze. "Spike's a teacher?" Dawn asked.
"Who?" Harry asked her.
"Spike, he's a...friend from home," Dawn said.
"Hello Nibblet," Spike said, then looked back. "Dawn, what are you doing here?" He asked.
"I go to school here now, everyone else is..." Dawn looked up at the table.
"Bloody hell, this is a nightmare," Spike muttered, kissing her quickly on the forehead, and taking his seat at the table, next to a very shocked Buffy.
"Hello William," Dumbledore said, in the seat next to Spike.
"Hello Albus, long time no see, you're still old," Spike joked.
"You're still bleached," Albus laughed, and then stood up.
"Spike what are you doing here?" Buffy hissed.
"I'm a teacher love, get used to it," Spike said. "Besides, you won't see me, I'll stick to my class, and you stick to yours."
"Class, oh god what's yours?" Buffy asked him.
"Defense Against the Dark Arts nosy," He said.
Buffy groaned. "I have to work with you?"
"I have to work with you!" Spike hissed back.
"Don't act like you're not pleased about it!" Buffy said. "You probably did this on purpose. Well I'm telling you that nothing that happened in Sunnydale is happening here!" She said.
"And I'm telling you that I'm not your whipping boy. I'm not going to be begging at your feet for scaps," Spike said.
Something in Buffy's heart hurt. "You could have at least worn the robes," Buffy said.
"I didn't want to, you all look like a bunch of nuns," Spike muttered. "Including the Whelp."
"We look teachery," Buffy argued. "I'm going to eat now," She said, and ignored him.
* * *
"Welcome students, for another year at Hogwarts. As usual, the Forbidden Forest is off limits to everyone. We have several new members on our staff. I'd like to introduce Professor Summers, Professor Rosenberg, Professor Harris, Professor Anyankah, Professor Giles, Professor Price, Professor Gunn, Professor Winifred, Professor Chase, Professor Tara, and Professor William. These will be your new teachers, and I expect you to treat them all with respect," Dumbledore said, looking sternly at the Weasley twins.
"Who us, we wouldn't do a thing would we?" Fred said sarcastically.
"Isn't your last name Summers?" Hermione asked Dawn.
"Yeah, Buffy's my sister. I know most of the new Professors, I wonder why Angel didn't come," Dawn remarked.
"Who?" Ron asked.
"No one," Dawn said, and Ron, Harry, and Hermione exchanged glances.
* * *
Later that night, Buffy expected Spike to try some kind of tactic to get into her pants...again. Instead Spike said goodnight to Dawn, kissing her on the forehead. He had become very attached to her since the night Willow's magic got out of control. Dawn headed off to the Gryffindor tower with the others as the feast had come to an end.
Spike walked off to his room, muttering a good night to Buffy.
* * *
Buffy expected Spike to be late for class the next day, seeing as he was a vampire, and nine in the morning wasn't exactly a vampire friendly time.
"Morning," He said, as she came in, five minutes before nine. "We're supposed to educate them on whatever this Voldemort fellow might bring against them. You might want to start with vampires," Spike suggested.
"What you're not going to help?" Buffy asked.
"It's on the schedule. You lead first class, I lead second. We've got the fifth years from Gryffindor and Slytherin first," Spike said.
"Alright," Buffy said, getting objects out of her duffel bag as the students came into class.
Spike saw Dawn sitting in the front row with two boys and a girl. He noted their names, thinking to ask Dawn about them later.
"Okay," Buffy said as the bell rang. "Good morning, I'm Buffy Summers," She said.
"Spike, and if one of you calls me Professor William you'll have detention in the forest," Spike said. Buffy rolled her eyes.
"Aren't we supposed to address you as Professor?" Hermione asked.
"Yea, but it's Spike," Spike said.
"Yeah, preferably Buffy, Professor makes me feel old," Buffy agreed.
"Alright," Hermione said, looking shocked.
"Well this year you'll be learning to defend yourself against Voldemort," Buffy began, and the class fell silent. She looked at Spike who stepped in.
"Bloody hell, you'll be learning to defend yourself against He-Who- Must-Not-Be-Named," He muttered.
"Yeah, him," Buffy said. "So in order to do that, you need to know what you'll be up against. Anyone know any kind of creatures you'd come up against?" Buffy asked.
"What about filthy werewolves?" A pale boy said.
"What's you're name?" Buffy asked.
"Draco Malfoy," Malfoy said, looking at Harry.
"Well, Draco, what makes you think werewolves are filthy?" Buffy asked.
"They are, disgusting creatures who can't control themselves," Malfoy remarked.
"Well I'm sure some are, but I happen to have a friend whose a werewolf. He didn't seem disgusting and he was in total control of himself. Maybe you should rethink your opinions," Buffy said.
The class snickered. Harry, Hermione, and Ron beamed at Buffy. They had all liked the werewolf teacher, Professor Lupin.
"So what else might you come up against?" Buffy asked.
"Vampires," Hermione Granger said.
"Right, now we're getting somewhere," Buffy said. "Does any one know what a vampire is exactly?" Buffy asked. Spike looked at her, curious to know what she might say.
The class was silent, and even Hermione didn't raise her hand.
"Spike you want to take this one," Buffy said.
"Sure love. Alright, a vampire has the appearance of a human, can have the memories of that human, but doesn't have a soul. They are the undead, drinking the blood of humans to survive. A wooden stake, and yes it has to be wood, through the heart will kill a vampire, or you can decapitate one. Holy water will harm, but not kill a vampire, and they can't touch a cross. They cannot enter the home of someone unless invited, or that person is dead.
"Wild roses don't do anything, and yes vampires can eat normal food, but they won't be able to survive off of it. And garlic, it doesn't have any effect on vampires either," Spike siad, looking at Buffy.
Hermione raised her hand.
"So if vampires don't have a soul, can they still feel emotions?" Hermione asked.
"Yes," Spike said. "They can love, and hate, you don't need a soul for that," He said, not meeting the gaze of Buffy this time. "Some don't believe they can, but they feel just as you or I do," Spike said. "So you have vampires, have there been any famous vampires you know of?" Spike asked.
"Dracula," Ron answered.
"Any famous vampires who weren't totally lame?" Buffy asked.
"You mean he's real?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, but he's a total wimp, if Vold - You-know-who recruits him then You-Know-Who's not going to have the big winning team," Buffy said.
"What about those four vampires who caused havoc in Europe?" Hermione said. "Angelus, Darla, Drusilla, and William the Bloody?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, you've heard of them have you?" Spike asked, smiling. "What have you heard?" Spike asked, crossing his arms over his chest, leaning against the desk. Half the girls in the class swooned.
"They went throughout Europe killing people, killing supposed girls who could fight them. William the Bloody was supposed to have killed two in his day, before he was killed by a Slayer in the United States," Hermione finished. Spike's eyes widened, and he looked at Buffy.
"And how was he killed?" He asked.
"I think the current, Slayer it was, dropped an organ on him," Hermione said.
"That's so not what happened. See he's still alive, plotting to kill the idiot that wrote that," Spike said.
"Oh god Spike give it a rest," Buffy said. "Basically I dropped the organ on him, but he lived, unfortunately," Buffy said.
"You're the Slayer, and you're William the Bloody," Harry said. Dawn looked bored.
"Yes," They said.
"It wasn't like it wasn't a big organ," Spike argued.
"Oh whatever. Anyways, the Slayer is the one girl in all the world chosen to fight the vampires. I kill them, blah blah blah. I'm here to teach you how to kill them if say you're wand falls out of your robes or you're without it," Buffy said.
"I think you're lying," Malfoy said from the back of the class room.
"Oh really?" Buffy asked.
"I've seen my dad blow up a vampire, and she was a strong one. You don't look to strong to me," he remarked.
Dawn yawned.
"Really? Spike come here a sec," Buffy said. Spike stood in front of her, and Buffy punched him, sending him flying, crashing into a nearby wall.
"Wicked," Ron said, and the class stared at the petite blonde.
Dawn tried not to fall asleep.
"So, he's a vampire, I'm the Slayer. Any questions?" Buffy asked.
One of the girls, Lavender Brown, raised her hand.
"Is it all right to date vampires?" She asked, looking at Spike.
"Oh I got this one," Dawn said, finally waking up. "No it's not."
* * *
