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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, and ***( )*** is someone having a vision.
Chapter Four: The Big Bad
Defense Against the Dark Arts became the most talked about class. Buffy and Spike taught classes that none of the students had ever seen before. They were learning to use themselves, something besides magic to survive.
"Alright, so who wants to try and beat up Spike?" Buffy asked. No one volunteered. "Come on, someone has to want to...Hell I want to," Buffy remarked.
"I'll do it," Dawn said, coming out of her daydream. She already knew about vampires, so this was the only class she found boring. She came up to the front, and landed a kick on Spike's rib cage, sending him tottering backwards.
"Good, who wants to go next?" Buffy asked. Most of the hands in the class raised.
By the end of the lesson, Spike was sore, and most of the students were feeling more confident.
"Alright, now I'm going to have Spike change into the face of a vampire. If you see a someone with this face, try to get away, or fight," Buffy said. "Go ahead," She said.
Spike growled, and his face transformed. Ridges thrust forward, fangs lowered. His eyes became yellow, and several of the class mates jumped back. Spike shook his head, and grinned. "Scary? Wouldn't know myself," He grinned at them.
"He's gorgeous," Lavender Brown murmered to her friends.
"You think in a few years he'd go out with me?" Pansy Parkinson whispered to someone. Hermione stared, giving Dawn a look.
"Hermione, aren't you going to go all bonkers over him?" Ron asked.
"I don't go just for looks," Hermione argued.
"Lockhart!" Harry and Ron coughed, and Hermione blushed.
Dawn was trying to ignore all the girls discussing how hot Spike was. Personally, Dawn liked to see Spike as a big brother.
Cordelia came in, and said, "Can I help?"
"Sure, we're just beating up vampires," Buffy said.
"I'm good at that," Cordelia said.
"Oh you have a sword? You two should show the class," Buffy said.
"Sure," Cordelia said. "Anything to get away from the nurse. She tried to stuff me with chocolate," Cordelia remarked. She unsheathed her sword, and Spike picked up a nearby one.
"Ready pet?" He asked, and Cordelia lunged at him. The class watched, as Cordelia and Spike clashed swords.
"They're quite good," Harry said.
"Good, they're bloody brilliant," Ron breathed.
"They've been taught by the same person," Hermione said. "Look at the way the hold themselves, and the way they use the sword," She suggested.
Buffy noticed this too, and realized that Angel had taught them both. She saw the way that Cordelia has mastered the sword, and the way that they both knew what to do. Finally, Spike went in for the kill, but Cordelia had him as well.
"Well, that was fun," Spike said. "Alright, pet?" Spike asked, helping Cordelia to her feet.
"Wonderful," Cordelia breathed. "You fight just like-" Cordelia cut off, letting out a scream.
***In the forest, deep in the darkness, she was killing. Her dark hair flying wildly, as she ripped out the throats, feeding. The blood was all over her hands, as she felt their thrashing hooves try to kick out at her.***
"No no, the blood will go bad," She said in her sad voice. "I like it fresh."
"Cordy!" Buffy yelled, as Spike held her.
"In the forest, a woman, god I think it's a vampire, is killing something. It was human, I think, it had hooves," Cordelia said, trying to sit up. "Damn it! I forgot, we're here. Okay, I'll go, you guys come with me, we have to find this," Cordelia said.
"Dawn, can you teach the class?" Buffy asked.
"Yeah," Dawn said.
The class watched, stunned, as the three picked up axes, stakes, and a sword, and headed out.
* * *
Spike ran quickly, a blanket over his head, as Buffy and Cordelia followed. "This way," Cordelia said, leading them through the forest.
"I smell fear," Spike remarked. "And blood."
"Ew," Buffy muttered.
"Which way?" Cordelia asked. "I don't know which way," She said.
"This one," Spike said, and they headed into the heart of the forest.
They came upon a body, part man, part horse.
"A centaur," Cordelia said. "That's what she was killing." They came upon four more bodies, but no sign of the mystery woman.
"Where is she?" Buffy asked. Spike looked around. All of a sudden, something flew at him, or more specifically a someone.
"My boy, left me for the Slayer. I can hear her in your head, all the time!" Drusilla said, punching Spike.
"Bloody hell," Spike said, throwing her off of him. He came face to face with Harmony. "Not you again," He muttered. "Look, it's over!" Spike yelled.
"It is over! And you're mean! Besides, Drusilla and I are a team now," Harmony announced.
"Harmony, you're an idiot," Cordelia said, and cut off her head using her sword. "God I've been wanting to do that since highschool."
Drusilla clucked her tongue. "Shouldn't have done that, he'll be angry he will. The trees are whisperin, of something you've done. What could it be?" Drusilla wondered. She pulled out a crossbow. "I know, I know what you did," She hissed. She pointed the arrow at Buffy. "Miss Edith says goodbye," She said, and released the arrow.
Spike moved quickly, taking the arrow in his left shoulder, a few centimeters above his heart.
"Spike!" Buffy yelled, catching him.
"Get her, she's working for him, get her!" Spike yelled.
Buffy lunged at Drusilla, and Cordelia joined in. The two punched, kicked, and stabbed, and finally knocked Drusilla unconcious.
Spike ripped out the arrow, suddenly aware of the forest's silence.
"Are you alright?" Cordelia asked him.
"Peachy. Let's get her back to the castle," Spike said, covering himself and her with the blanket, and they hurried back.
* * *
When they arrived back at the castle, Drusilla woke up, but Spike pulled her by her hair kicking and screaming to Dumbledore's office. Snape was already there, and smirked.
"Have trouble with your lover?" Snape hissed.
"Buggar off," Spike muttered.
"Oh, temper temper," Snape remarked, leaving.
"Albus," Snape said, entering the office. "Drusilla's here," He said.
"I can see that William," Dumbledore remarked.
"She's working for Voldemort," Spike said, and Dumbledore's eyes flashed.
"Where was she?"
"The forest," Cordelia said. "I got a vision, and we went to find out what was killing the centaurs. It was Drusilla and this other vampire, Harmony," Cordelia explained.
"Here's a truth potion, it should work on the undead," Dumbledore said.
"Not like anything that comes out of her mouth makes any sense," Spike said. Drusilla tried to get up from the chair she was in, but Spike pushed her back.
"Spike's been a bad boy," Drusilla stated. Dumbledore forced her potion down her throat.
"Are you working with Lord Voldemort?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes, he's like my daddy. Always wanting to kill things, so fun he is," Drusilla laughed.
"What are Lord Voldemort's plans?" Dumbledore asked.
"To kill all the humans so I can eat them. The stars will shine on the blood, the lovely massacre," Drusilla giggled. "I like the blood, so does Miss Edith," She grinned.
"Told you," Spike said.
"Spike's been bad. My daddy promised I could have Spike though, keep him in a cage, to play with, like a bird. I had a bird once, he died though," Drusilla said.
"You didn't feed the bird Dru, what did you think would happen?" Spike muttered.
* * *
Drusilla would be kept in a room guarded by Filch, one that she wouldn't be able to break out of. Buffy went to bed that night, surprised at the sudden turn of events.
* * *
Buffy heard a commotion down the hall, and woke suddenly. Spike, Xander, and Tara were up, along with Albus Dumbledore. Filch was lying on the floor, drained of blood, and Drusilla had escaped.
"Someone else was here, someone else let her out," Spike said. "It smells like another vamprie. A minion probably," He said. "She's loose in the school."
"Wake the staff, and check all the rooms," Dumbledore ordered.
Buffy froze. Drusilla was in the school, and was hungry. Dawn... Buffy's mind screamed, and Buffy was off. She ran through the corridors, but the staircases began to move before she could get to the Gryffindor Tower.
"Damn it!" She yelled. She took another corridor, and hoped to find it. She saw a figure darting ahead of her, and followed it.
The portrait to the fat lady was ripped off the hinges, the fat lady was sobbing. Buffy ran inside, and up to Dawn's dormitory.
* * *
Dawn was sleeping, when suddenly she felt pain in her neck. She screamed, and several of the girls sat up, trying to light their wands.
"Dawn!" Spike yelled, and yanked Drusilla off of her. "That's it," Spike growled, his game face coming on. "It's over," Spike said. "You're not walking away from this one, and you're not going to hurt them anymore," Spike shouted.
"Dawn!" Buffy yelled, and saw the blood, and understood what was going on. Spike punched Drusilla, and she punched him back. The witches scrambled out of the way, confused.
Spike kicked her, and Drusilla growled, and laughed. "Spike's being fun now," She giggled. She pulled out a stake. "But it's goodbye for you," She giggled again. "Daddy promised me a birdy."
"You'll find that bird in hell," Spike growled, and Drusilla rammed the stake into his right shoulder. "Bring him back for me," Drusilla said, moving in to kill him. She lifted the stake, but a hand stopped her.
"Don't even think about killing him," Buffy said coldly. She knocked the stake out of Drusilla's hand, and it lay at Dawn's feet. Buffy began to punch Drusilla. "While we're at it, don't come after my sister ever again," She added.
Spike picked up the stake, and drove it through Drusilla's heart. "Sorry love," He whispered, and she turned to dust. The girls were now freaked out, and could only stare.
Buffy looked at Spike, who just stared at the spot Drusilla had been standing in moments before. Spike looked at her, and Buffy could see tears forming. He quickly left, giving Dawn a kiss on the forehead.
"Are you alright?" Buffy asked.
"I'm fine, I'll just go see the nurse," Dawn said.
"You girls get back into bed," Buffy said, and took Dawn down to Madam Pomfrey.
* * *
Spike sat on his bed, his head between his hands. Tears fell from his eyes, he had killed the woman he had loved for over a century. He had done it, Drusilla was dead.
He lay down on his bed, the tears slowing. This was it, the Summers women would be the end of him Drusilla probably would have gotten away if he didn't love the Nibblet so much. But Dawn was safe, and that was important.
But it still didn't make up for the fact that Spike felt alone, again.
* * *
Spike heard the door open, and didn't even bother to get up. If something was going to kill him, let it.
"Spike?" He heard Buffy call.
"What are you doing here?" He asked.
"I just wanted to see if you're okay," Buffy said, sitting on the edge of his bed.
"I killed someone I was in love with for a hundred years, I'm peachy," Spike muttered.
"I'm sorry," Buffy said. "Thank you, for protecting Dawn," Buffy said.
"You can send a thank you note, you don't have to bother. I know you don't want to be here," Spike said. "Funny isn't it, that the only ones left are Angel and me, and we can't even stand each other," Spike said. "Maybe that's not so funny."
Buffy moved towards Spike, but he moved away, standing up. "No, I'm not in the mood to play your game right now," Spike said. Buffy walked towards him. The moonlight shone on his face, showing traces of tears that had run down his cheeks.
Buffy laid her head on his chest, listening to the sound of silence. "You can feel love can't you?" She asked.
"Bloody hell!" Spike hissed. "Of course I can. You think I'd be in this much pain if I couldn't?" He asked, shoving her gently away. He laid back on his bed, looking up at the ceiling. "I'll see you in the morning," he said. "I'll let you and the other kiddies beat me up, and I'll keep out of your way," Spike said, expecting Buffy to leave.
"Spike, look, I don't know what I'm feeling, but I just know that I feel good when I'm with you," Buffy said.
"You have a really dark sense of humor," Spike said.
Buffy laid down next to him, resting her head on his chest. "I'm done playing games," She said.
Spike was stunned, then wrapped his arms around her, kissing her forehead.
* * *
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, and ***( )*** is someone having a vision.
Chapter Four: The Big Bad
Defense Against the Dark Arts became the most talked about class. Buffy and Spike taught classes that none of the students had ever seen before. They were learning to use themselves, something besides magic to survive.
"Alright, so who wants to try and beat up Spike?" Buffy asked. No one volunteered. "Come on, someone has to want to...Hell I want to," Buffy remarked.
"I'll do it," Dawn said, coming out of her daydream. She already knew about vampires, so this was the only class she found boring. She came up to the front, and landed a kick on Spike's rib cage, sending him tottering backwards.
"Good, who wants to go next?" Buffy asked. Most of the hands in the class raised.
By the end of the lesson, Spike was sore, and most of the students were feeling more confident.
"Alright, now I'm going to have Spike change into the face of a vampire. If you see a someone with this face, try to get away, or fight," Buffy said. "Go ahead," She said.
Spike growled, and his face transformed. Ridges thrust forward, fangs lowered. His eyes became yellow, and several of the class mates jumped back. Spike shook his head, and grinned. "Scary? Wouldn't know myself," He grinned at them.
"He's gorgeous," Lavender Brown murmered to her friends.
"You think in a few years he'd go out with me?" Pansy Parkinson whispered to someone. Hermione stared, giving Dawn a look.
"Hermione, aren't you going to go all bonkers over him?" Ron asked.
"I don't go just for looks," Hermione argued.
"Lockhart!" Harry and Ron coughed, and Hermione blushed.
Dawn was trying to ignore all the girls discussing how hot Spike was. Personally, Dawn liked to see Spike as a big brother.
Cordelia came in, and said, "Can I help?"
"Sure, we're just beating up vampires," Buffy said.
"I'm good at that," Cordelia said.
"Oh you have a sword? You two should show the class," Buffy said.
"Sure," Cordelia said. "Anything to get away from the nurse. She tried to stuff me with chocolate," Cordelia remarked. She unsheathed her sword, and Spike picked up a nearby one.
"Ready pet?" He asked, and Cordelia lunged at him. The class watched, as Cordelia and Spike clashed swords.
"They're quite good," Harry said.
"Good, they're bloody brilliant," Ron breathed.
"They've been taught by the same person," Hermione said. "Look at the way the hold themselves, and the way they use the sword," She suggested.
Buffy noticed this too, and realized that Angel had taught them both. She saw the way that Cordelia has mastered the sword, and the way that they both knew what to do. Finally, Spike went in for the kill, but Cordelia had him as well.
"Well, that was fun," Spike said. "Alright, pet?" Spike asked, helping Cordelia to her feet.
"Wonderful," Cordelia breathed. "You fight just like-" Cordelia cut off, letting out a scream.
***In the forest, deep in the darkness, she was killing. Her dark hair flying wildly, as she ripped out the throats, feeding. The blood was all over her hands, as she felt their thrashing hooves try to kick out at her.***
"No no, the blood will go bad," She said in her sad voice. "I like it fresh."
"Cordy!" Buffy yelled, as Spike held her.
"In the forest, a woman, god I think it's a vampire, is killing something. It was human, I think, it had hooves," Cordelia said, trying to sit up. "Damn it! I forgot, we're here. Okay, I'll go, you guys come with me, we have to find this," Cordelia said.
"Dawn, can you teach the class?" Buffy asked.
"Yeah," Dawn said.
The class watched, stunned, as the three picked up axes, stakes, and a sword, and headed out.
* * *
Spike ran quickly, a blanket over his head, as Buffy and Cordelia followed. "This way," Cordelia said, leading them through the forest.
"I smell fear," Spike remarked. "And blood."
"Ew," Buffy muttered.
"Which way?" Cordelia asked. "I don't know which way," She said.
"This one," Spike said, and they headed into the heart of the forest.
They came upon a body, part man, part horse.
"A centaur," Cordelia said. "That's what she was killing." They came upon four more bodies, but no sign of the mystery woman.
"Where is she?" Buffy asked. Spike looked around. All of a sudden, something flew at him, or more specifically a someone.
"My boy, left me for the Slayer. I can hear her in your head, all the time!" Drusilla said, punching Spike.
"Bloody hell," Spike said, throwing her off of him. He came face to face with Harmony. "Not you again," He muttered. "Look, it's over!" Spike yelled.
"It is over! And you're mean! Besides, Drusilla and I are a team now," Harmony announced.
"Harmony, you're an idiot," Cordelia said, and cut off her head using her sword. "God I've been wanting to do that since highschool."
Drusilla clucked her tongue. "Shouldn't have done that, he'll be angry he will. The trees are whisperin, of something you've done. What could it be?" Drusilla wondered. She pulled out a crossbow. "I know, I know what you did," She hissed. She pointed the arrow at Buffy. "Miss Edith says goodbye," She said, and released the arrow.
Spike moved quickly, taking the arrow in his left shoulder, a few centimeters above his heart.
"Spike!" Buffy yelled, catching him.
"Get her, she's working for him, get her!" Spike yelled.
Buffy lunged at Drusilla, and Cordelia joined in. The two punched, kicked, and stabbed, and finally knocked Drusilla unconcious.
Spike ripped out the arrow, suddenly aware of the forest's silence.
"Are you alright?" Cordelia asked him.
"Peachy. Let's get her back to the castle," Spike said, covering himself and her with the blanket, and they hurried back.
* * *
When they arrived back at the castle, Drusilla woke up, but Spike pulled her by her hair kicking and screaming to Dumbledore's office. Snape was already there, and smirked.
"Have trouble with your lover?" Snape hissed.
"Buggar off," Spike muttered.
"Oh, temper temper," Snape remarked, leaving.
"Albus," Snape said, entering the office. "Drusilla's here," He said.
"I can see that William," Dumbledore remarked.
"She's working for Voldemort," Spike said, and Dumbledore's eyes flashed.
"Where was she?"
"The forest," Cordelia said. "I got a vision, and we went to find out what was killing the centaurs. It was Drusilla and this other vampire, Harmony," Cordelia explained.
"Here's a truth potion, it should work on the undead," Dumbledore said.
"Not like anything that comes out of her mouth makes any sense," Spike said. Drusilla tried to get up from the chair she was in, but Spike pushed her back.
"Spike's been a bad boy," Drusilla stated. Dumbledore forced her potion down her throat.
"Are you working with Lord Voldemort?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes, he's like my daddy. Always wanting to kill things, so fun he is," Drusilla laughed.
"What are Lord Voldemort's plans?" Dumbledore asked.
"To kill all the humans so I can eat them. The stars will shine on the blood, the lovely massacre," Drusilla giggled. "I like the blood, so does Miss Edith," She grinned.
"Told you," Spike said.
"Spike's been bad. My daddy promised I could have Spike though, keep him in a cage, to play with, like a bird. I had a bird once, he died though," Drusilla said.
"You didn't feed the bird Dru, what did you think would happen?" Spike muttered.
* * *
Drusilla would be kept in a room guarded by Filch, one that she wouldn't be able to break out of. Buffy went to bed that night, surprised at the sudden turn of events.
* * *
Buffy heard a commotion down the hall, and woke suddenly. Spike, Xander, and Tara were up, along with Albus Dumbledore. Filch was lying on the floor, drained of blood, and Drusilla had escaped.
"Someone else was here, someone else let her out," Spike said. "It smells like another vamprie. A minion probably," He said. "She's loose in the school."
"Wake the staff, and check all the rooms," Dumbledore ordered.
Buffy froze. Drusilla was in the school, and was hungry. Dawn... Buffy's mind screamed, and Buffy was off. She ran through the corridors, but the staircases began to move before she could get to the Gryffindor Tower.
"Damn it!" She yelled. She took another corridor, and hoped to find it. She saw a figure darting ahead of her, and followed it.
The portrait to the fat lady was ripped off the hinges, the fat lady was sobbing. Buffy ran inside, and up to Dawn's dormitory.
* * *
Dawn was sleeping, when suddenly she felt pain in her neck. She screamed, and several of the girls sat up, trying to light their wands.
"Dawn!" Spike yelled, and yanked Drusilla off of her. "That's it," Spike growled, his game face coming on. "It's over," Spike said. "You're not walking away from this one, and you're not going to hurt them anymore," Spike shouted.
"Dawn!" Buffy yelled, and saw the blood, and understood what was going on. Spike punched Drusilla, and she punched him back. The witches scrambled out of the way, confused.
Spike kicked her, and Drusilla growled, and laughed. "Spike's being fun now," She giggled. She pulled out a stake. "But it's goodbye for you," She giggled again. "Daddy promised me a birdy."
"You'll find that bird in hell," Spike growled, and Drusilla rammed the stake into his right shoulder. "Bring him back for me," Drusilla said, moving in to kill him. She lifted the stake, but a hand stopped her.
"Don't even think about killing him," Buffy said coldly. She knocked the stake out of Drusilla's hand, and it lay at Dawn's feet. Buffy began to punch Drusilla. "While we're at it, don't come after my sister ever again," She added.
Spike picked up the stake, and drove it through Drusilla's heart. "Sorry love," He whispered, and she turned to dust. The girls were now freaked out, and could only stare.
Buffy looked at Spike, who just stared at the spot Drusilla had been standing in moments before. Spike looked at her, and Buffy could see tears forming. He quickly left, giving Dawn a kiss on the forehead.
"Are you alright?" Buffy asked.
"I'm fine, I'll just go see the nurse," Dawn said.
"You girls get back into bed," Buffy said, and took Dawn down to Madam Pomfrey.
* * *
Spike sat on his bed, his head between his hands. Tears fell from his eyes, he had killed the woman he had loved for over a century. He had done it, Drusilla was dead.
He lay down on his bed, the tears slowing. This was it, the Summers women would be the end of him Drusilla probably would have gotten away if he didn't love the Nibblet so much. But Dawn was safe, and that was important.
But it still didn't make up for the fact that Spike felt alone, again.
* * *
Spike heard the door open, and didn't even bother to get up. If something was going to kill him, let it.
"Spike?" He heard Buffy call.
"What are you doing here?" He asked.
"I just wanted to see if you're okay," Buffy said, sitting on the edge of his bed.
"I killed someone I was in love with for a hundred years, I'm peachy," Spike muttered.
"I'm sorry," Buffy said. "Thank you, for protecting Dawn," Buffy said.
"You can send a thank you note, you don't have to bother. I know you don't want to be here," Spike said. "Funny isn't it, that the only ones left are Angel and me, and we can't even stand each other," Spike said. "Maybe that's not so funny."
Buffy moved towards Spike, but he moved away, standing up. "No, I'm not in the mood to play your game right now," Spike said. Buffy walked towards him. The moonlight shone on his face, showing traces of tears that had run down his cheeks.
Buffy laid her head on his chest, listening to the sound of silence. "You can feel love can't you?" She asked.
"Bloody hell!" Spike hissed. "Of course I can. You think I'd be in this much pain if I couldn't?" He asked, shoving her gently away. He laid back on his bed, looking up at the ceiling. "I'll see you in the morning," he said. "I'll let you and the other kiddies beat me up, and I'll keep out of your way," Spike said, expecting Buffy to leave.
"Spike, look, I don't know what I'm feeling, but I just know that I feel good when I'm with you," Buffy said.
"You have a really dark sense of humor," Spike said.
Buffy laid down next to him, resting her head on his chest. "I'm done playing games," She said.
Spike was stunned, then wrapped his arms around her, kissing her forehead.
* * *
