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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 Six: Waking the Dead
The next day, Harry was dismayed to find that they had arranged seating charts in DADA. Buffy explained that it was because certain people were cheating on their tests (this wasn't an entire lie, Crabbe and Goyle were cheating of other's papers), and so they would be seated randomly.
Harry was even extremly dissappointed when he was placed at the front of the class, next to Crabbe, and then Ron. Hermione was in the middle, but on the left side, while Dawn was in the very back, seated next to Draco Malfoy.
"Wonderful job," She muttered to Buffy, who looked at Spike.
"Alright, we're going to discuss a new subject today, but before we do, are there anymore questions about vampires?" Spike asked.
Lavender Brown, Patty Patil and Pansy Parkinson raised their hands.
"Any questions not about dating vampires?" Spike asked.
The three lowered their hands.
"Alright, we'll be started on ghosts, poltergeists, and demons that might possess you, and take over your body," Spike said. "Does anyone know what causes a ghost?" He asked.
Hermione's hand shot up.
"Miss Granger," Spike called.
"Well no one is really sure what causes a ghost, but the theory is that people become a ghost if they have any unfinished business, or didn't know that they were dead until someone told them," Hermione answered.
"Very good, five points to Gryffindor," he said, and Hermione beamed.
"Now, can anyone give me any examples of ghosts?" Spike asked.
"Moaning Myrtle," Ron said, and Harry had to stifle a laugh.
"Who?" Spike asked.
"She's the ghost who haunts the girl's bathroom. A basilisk killed her," Ron answered.
"Good, example, although I don't know what you're doing in the girl's bathroom mate," Spike joked.
The class laughed, but Ron laughed too.
"Now, onto Poltergeists..." Spike said.
* * *
Hermione woke up in the middle of the night, quickly sneaking out of her dorm. She crept up the stairs to the boys' dorm, and crept inside. She quickly woke Ron, and Harry, who grumbled. Once in the common room, Ron asked, "Hermione, what's this about?"
"Something isn't right," Hermione said. "I've been thinking and thinking about it, and it just doesn't connect. Why would a powerful hell god who belongs in some other dimension waste her time in Sunnydale, munching brains?" Hermione said.
"You're really twisted you know that? Is that all you think about?" Ron asked, yawning.
"Shut up Ron, I'm serious. If you were trapped in a different dimension that was slowly driving you insane, would you stay there, trying the buffet, or would you try to get home?" Hermione asked.
"What are you saying? That Dawn's lying?" Harry hissed. "Because I think we can trust her-"
"Well I'm saying I'd like to know all the facts," Hermione argued. "Come on, we're going to the library, we'll find out all we can on Glory," She said.
"You're possessed, you know that?" Ron remarked.
* * *
Buffy sat up suddenly, startling Spike who was sleeping, with his arm around her waist.
"Bloody hell," He muttered. "What's going on."
"Spike, I remembered something." Buffy said, turning on a light.
"Hmm?" Spike asked, not opening his eyes.
"I came back wrong," Buffy stated.
Spike's eyes opened.
"You said so yourself, you can hurt me because I'm not human. I'm something different. If I know maybe I can stop this Voldemort guy," Buffy explained. "Come on, help me find what I need," She said, pulling him out of bed.
"Why don't we just go ask the Watchers? They seem to bloody know everything," Spike remarked, pulling on a pair of jeans.
"Because Giles is right. I run to him for the answers to every problem, and I need to handle this without him," Buffy said, pulling on a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt, which happened to be one of Spike's.
"Alright, let's go," Spike said.
"Wait! I can't find my other slipper," Buffy announced, wearing only one fuzzy pink one.
"Here love," Spike said, tossing it to her from the other side of the bed.
* * *
"Yeah, let's sneak past the vampire Slayer's room!" Ron remarked. "Bloody brilliant idea," he muttered.
"Shh! Did you hear that?" Hermione hissed, and the three saw Buffy's door open, and Spike and Buffy came out of it.
Shocked, the three watched the two head off, in the opposite direction.
"Oh My GOD!" Ron hissed. "They're sleeping together!" He hissed.
"Shh! Come on, let's go!" Hermione hissed, and they headed off.
* * *
"Alright, here's the books," Hermione said, stacking them on a table in a secluded spot in the library.
"Gods of Importance and Significance," Harry read. "I'll take this one."
"Alright, I'll take-" Ron started, but was cut off by the doors opening.
"Quick, throw on the cloak!" Hermione hissed, and soon they were invisible.
"Bloody hell Slayer, helps if you know where the library is," Spike hissed.
"You're a grouch in the mornings," Buffy remarked.
"I was having a nice dream. I had this chip out and I ran into G. I. Riley..." Spike remarked.
"If only..." Buffy joked.
"Alright, so what do we look under? Raising the Dead for Dummies?" Spike asked.
"No, I'm already raised. I need to find out side affects of raising the dead. You don't think they have one of those for Dummies do you? Oh, Slaying for Dummies, I could write that one," Buffy said.
"It's frightening how cheerful you can be at this sodden hour," Spike stated.
"Chapter one: Stake in the heart," Buffy continued. "Chapter Two: Don't sleep with vampires with souls, only those with chips in their heads," Buffy laughed. She gave Spike a quick kiss. "Come on, we need to find this, I have to fight Voldemort, then I need to know what's up with me first."
"Don't worry love, you're probably just having a super Slayer moment," Spike said, giving her a kiss on the cheek, then kissing her neck.
"Stop, you're distracting me," She laughed.
"Sorry love, I'm going to go find books," He grinned, and was off.
The three dared not to breath too loudly. Two teachers who caught students out of bed would give detentions, but two teachers who caught students out of bed catching them making out would get worse.
Spike looked through the random shelves, coming to the restricted section. He thumbed through a few, and Harry was upset to see that barely any were screaming at Spike.
"Love, I think I found something," Spike said.
"What?" Buffy asked.
"Well, it says that it is not possible by any circumstances to bring back the dead," Spike said. "Just a summary of how ghosts come to be. Love, I don't think these people know that it's possible to bring the dead back to life unless it's by a vampire," Spike said.
"We have to keep looking, there has to be something," Buffy protested.
"Of coarse pet," Spike said, turning to another book.
* * *
For another two hours Buffy and Spike searched through numerous books, but nothing turned up. Harry was confused. It was impossible to bring back the dead, everyone in the wizarding world knew that. So why did they keep looking for a way?
He could only hear about every fourth word, since Harry, Hermione, and Ron were so far away.
"We're not finding anything," Buffy stated. "Come on, let's go to bed, I'll talk to Willow in the morning," She said, massaging her temples. Spike was on his knees, looking at a dusty row of books.
He turned to her, and saw her frustration. He stood up, pulling out a chair, signaling for her to sit. She did, and he began to massage her shoulders and neck.
"Maybe Willow knows, she could tell you the spell, and something will be there," He reasoned. "Or maybe my chip is just malfunctioning, like it sees you as super-human, instead of regular human."
"It didn't before, remember? You couldn't hit me or bite me," Buffy said.
Hermione nudged Harry. He nodded, why would Spike hit or bite Buffy, they were obviously a couple, and what chip?
"I'm never going to have a normal life, am I?" Buffy asked.
"Probably not, but normal is boring," Spike said.
"But it's averagy, I mean I wish I could have graduated from high school without worrying that the Mayor would turn into a giant snake and eat the princepal," Buffy said. "Or enjoyed having a sister without worrying that she'd open up a hell portal. Just normal stuff I missed out on, I can't even come back from the dead without that making me all un- normal, I already have Slaying to deal with," Buffy sighed. She reached up and held one of Spike's hands, kissing his fingers.
Harry, Hermione, and Ron heard this, and Harry could feel Hermione and Ron's eyes on him.
"Buff, whatever effects the spell may have had, who cares? You're you, strong, beautiful, intelligent you. You'll beat this Voldemort, and I'll be right by your side, watching your back," Spike said. Buffy kissed him.
"Besides, didn't the princepal expel you?" Spike asked, causing Buffy to laugh.
* * *
Buffy and Spike left, leaving Harry, Hermione, and Ron to talk.
"Harry-" Hermione started.
"No, don't you get it, Buffy's been dead, and they brought her back. She DIED, just like my mum and dad died, and she was brought back," Harry said. "We have to find out how-"
"And say what Harry?" Ron asked. "Oh, Buffy, see the other night we saw you and Spike making out in the library while we were underneath Harry's invisiblity cloak. We heard you guys talking, not that we were trying to eavesdrop, and we were just wondering if it's true that you really came back from the dead!" Ron hissed.
"Ron's right, Harry." Hermione said. "And besides, you seemed to have missed the point, there's something WRONG with Buffy. That's why they were looking for the spell," Hermione explained.
"She seemed fine to me," Harry argued.
"Yeah, and she also seems little, but she can sure kick ass," Ron remarked. The two stared at him. "Picked it up from Spike," Ron shrugged.
"Harry promise you won't do anything to bring them back," Hermione asked.
"Why not? Why shouldn't I have parents?" Harry asked.
"That's not what I'm trying to say! I'm just saying wait until we have all the information and then we can understand what we're dealing with," Hermione said.
"Listen to her Harry, you know she's right," Ron stepped in.
"Fine, tomorrow, we'll ask questions," Harry said, and they headed back to their room.
Draco Malfoy stepped out from behind a bookshelf, and grinned.
* * *
"Alright, Spike's out helping Xander - I mean Professor Harris with his class today, so you're stuck with me," Buffy smiled.
A few girls in the front row sighed, and looked out the window, hoping to catch a glimpse of Spike. Buffy rolled her eyes.
"Anyways, are there any questions from yesterday?" She asked. "No, then we'll start on poltergeists-" She trailed off as Harry Potter raised his hand. "Yes?" She asked.
"Is it possible to bring back people who have been dead for a long time back to life?" Harry asked.
"Don't be stupid, it's impossible," A Slytherin hissed.
"Yeah, shut up," Lavender Brown muttered.
Buffy looked startled. "Uh, yeah, as long as that person died from unnatural causes. If they died of old age, or cancer, then it's impossible to bring them back from death," Buffy said, giving Dawn a look.
Dawn shrugged, saying she had no idea what they were talking about.
The class began whispering, they had always thought that it was impossible to bring people back to life.
"Can we move on to poltergeists?" Buffy asked, but Hermione raised her hand.
"How can you preform the spell Professor?" She inquired.
"I'm not sure, I'm not big on the spells," Buffy said, looking down. Sadness flickered in her eyes.
"So, how about those poltergeists huh?" Dawn said rather loudly. "I mean man, those are some cool creatures."
Buffy looked up, smiling at her. "Yeah, well does anyone know a poltergeist?" To her surprise the entire class raised their hands.
"Peeves," Ron answered. At that moment, Peeves appeared.
"Oooo, ickle filthy fifth years," He cackled, throwing wet toilet paper at them.
Buffy rolled her eyes, and picked up a paper weight, chucking it at Peeves. It hit him in his head, and her shreiked and dissappeared.
The class stared at her in amazement, even the Slytherins.
"Peeves?" Buffy asked.
Ron nodded.
* * *
Cordelia, Gunn, Fred, and Wesley met in Wesley's room for lunch.
"Do you think we should tell them about Angel's son?" Fred asked.
"I dunno, that seems like crossing boundries," Gunn remarked.
"I agree, Angel might feel like we're dipping into his affairs, he might not want Buffy and the others to be aware of Conner yet," Wesley stated.
"You mean you don't want Buffy to bitch-slap you when you tell her," Gunn replied.
"I'm with Gunn, Buffy would kill him. I mean look how he treated Faith, she tried to kill you, well several people, and he sent her on her nice little way instead of letting Buffy have her revenge. Just think how she's going to react to Angel sleeping with the vampire who tried to kill Buffy and resulting in a son. I mean Buffy'd get pissed if she saw this on Days of our Lives, just think how she'd feel about it happening to her," Cordelia said.
"Days of Our Lives doesn't have vampires, you're thinking of Port Charles," Fred said.
"Whenever I think Port Charles, I think Passions," Cordelia remarked.
"Oh, did you see what happened yesterday? I missed it, did Teresa and Ethan make up?" Fred asked.
"No, she's still hiding from him. I guess she's feeling guilty about sleeping with Julian," Cordelia shrugged.
"Can we stop talking soap lingo and speak actual reality. Do we or don't we tell Buffy?" Gunn asked.
"Nope," A voice from the doorway answered. "I do."
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 Six: Waking the Dead
The next day, Harry was dismayed to find that they had arranged seating charts in DADA. Buffy explained that it was because certain people were cheating on their tests (this wasn't an entire lie, Crabbe and Goyle were cheating of other's papers), and so they would be seated randomly.
Harry was even extremly dissappointed when he was placed at the front of the class, next to Crabbe, and then Ron. Hermione was in the middle, but on the left side, while Dawn was in the very back, seated next to Draco Malfoy.
"Wonderful job," She muttered to Buffy, who looked at Spike.
"Alright, we're going to discuss a new subject today, but before we do, are there anymore questions about vampires?" Spike asked.
Lavender Brown, Patty Patil and Pansy Parkinson raised their hands.
"Any questions not about dating vampires?" Spike asked.
The three lowered their hands.
"Alright, we'll be started on ghosts, poltergeists, and demons that might possess you, and take over your body," Spike said. "Does anyone know what causes a ghost?" He asked.
Hermione's hand shot up.
"Miss Granger," Spike called.
"Well no one is really sure what causes a ghost, but the theory is that people become a ghost if they have any unfinished business, or didn't know that they were dead until someone told them," Hermione answered.
"Very good, five points to Gryffindor," he said, and Hermione beamed.
"Now, can anyone give me any examples of ghosts?" Spike asked.
"Moaning Myrtle," Ron said, and Harry had to stifle a laugh.
"Who?" Spike asked.
"She's the ghost who haunts the girl's bathroom. A basilisk killed her," Ron answered.
"Good, example, although I don't know what you're doing in the girl's bathroom mate," Spike joked.
The class laughed, but Ron laughed too.
"Now, onto Poltergeists..." Spike said.
* * *
Hermione woke up in the middle of the night, quickly sneaking out of her dorm. She crept up the stairs to the boys' dorm, and crept inside. She quickly woke Ron, and Harry, who grumbled. Once in the common room, Ron asked, "Hermione, what's this about?"
"Something isn't right," Hermione said. "I've been thinking and thinking about it, and it just doesn't connect. Why would a powerful hell god who belongs in some other dimension waste her time in Sunnydale, munching brains?" Hermione said.
"You're really twisted you know that? Is that all you think about?" Ron asked, yawning.
"Shut up Ron, I'm serious. If you were trapped in a different dimension that was slowly driving you insane, would you stay there, trying the buffet, or would you try to get home?" Hermione asked.
"What are you saying? That Dawn's lying?" Harry hissed. "Because I think we can trust her-"
"Well I'm saying I'd like to know all the facts," Hermione argued. "Come on, we're going to the library, we'll find out all we can on Glory," She said.
"You're possessed, you know that?" Ron remarked.
* * *
Buffy sat up suddenly, startling Spike who was sleeping, with his arm around her waist.
"Bloody hell," He muttered. "What's going on."
"Spike, I remembered something." Buffy said, turning on a light.
"Hmm?" Spike asked, not opening his eyes.
"I came back wrong," Buffy stated.
Spike's eyes opened.
"You said so yourself, you can hurt me because I'm not human. I'm something different. If I know maybe I can stop this Voldemort guy," Buffy explained. "Come on, help me find what I need," She said, pulling him out of bed.
"Why don't we just go ask the Watchers? They seem to bloody know everything," Spike remarked, pulling on a pair of jeans.
"Because Giles is right. I run to him for the answers to every problem, and I need to handle this without him," Buffy said, pulling on a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt, which happened to be one of Spike's.
"Alright, let's go," Spike said.
"Wait! I can't find my other slipper," Buffy announced, wearing only one fuzzy pink one.
"Here love," Spike said, tossing it to her from the other side of the bed.
* * *
"Yeah, let's sneak past the vampire Slayer's room!" Ron remarked. "Bloody brilliant idea," he muttered.
"Shh! Did you hear that?" Hermione hissed, and the three saw Buffy's door open, and Spike and Buffy came out of it.
Shocked, the three watched the two head off, in the opposite direction.
"Oh My GOD!" Ron hissed. "They're sleeping together!" He hissed.
"Shh! Come on, let's go!" Hermione hissed, and they headed off.
* * *
"Alright, here's the books," Hermione said, stacking them on a table in a secluded spot in the library.
"Gods of Importance and Significance," Harry read. "I'll take this one."
"Alright, I'll take-" Ron started, but was cut off by the doors opening.
"Quick, throw on the cloak!" Hermione hissed, and soon they were invisible.
"Bloody hell Slayer, helps if you know where the library is," Spike hissed.
"You're a grouch in the mornings," Buffy remarked.
"I was having a nice dream. I had this chip out and I ran into G. I. Riley..." Spike remarked.
"If only..." Buffy joked.
"Alright, so what do we look under? Raising the Dead for Dummies?" Spike asked.
"No, I'm already raised. I need to find out side affects of raising the dead. You don't think they have one of those for Dummies do you? Oh, Slaying for Dummies, I could write that one," Buffy said.
"It's frightening how cheerful you can be at this sodden hour," Spike stated.
"Chapter one: Stake in the heart," Buffy continued. "Chapter Two: Don't sleep with vampires with souls, only those with chips in their heads," Buffy laughed. She gave Spike a quick kiss. "Come on, we need to find this, I have to fight Voldemort, then I need to know what's up with me first."
"Don't worry love, you're probably just having a super Slayer moment," Spike said, giving her a kiss on the cheek, then kissing her neck.
"Stop, you're distracting me," She laughed.
"Sorry love, I'm going to go find books," He grinned, and was off.
The three dared not to breath too loudly. Two teachers who caught students out of bed would give detentions, but two teachers who caught students out of bed catching them making out would get worse.
Spike looked through the random shelves, coming to the restricted section. He thumbed through a few, and Harry was upset to see that barely any were screaming at Spike.
"Love, I think I found something," Spike said.
"What?" Buffy asked.
"Well, it says that it is not possible by any circumstances to bring back the dead," Spike said. "Just a summary of how ghosts come to be. Love, I don't think these people know that it's possible to bring the dead back to life unless it's by a vampire," Spike said.
"We have to keep looking, there has to be something," Buffy protested.
"Of coarse pet," Spike said, turning to another book.
* * *
For another two hours Buffy and Spike searched through numerous books, but nothing turned up. Harry was confused. It was impossible to bring back the dead, everyone in the wizarding world knew that. So why did they keep looking for a way?
He could only hear about every fourth word, since Harry, Hermione, and Ron were so far away.
"We're not finding anything," Buffy stated. "Come on, let's go to bed, I'll talk to Willow in the morning," She said, massaging her temples. Spike was on his knees, looking at a dusty row of books.
He turned to her, and saw her frustration. He stood up, pulling out a chair, signaling for her to sit. She did, and he began to massage her shoulders and neck.
"Maybe Willow knows, she could tell you the spell, and something will be there," He reasoned. "Or maybe my chip is just malfunctioning, like it sees you as super-human, instead of regular human."
"It didn't before, remember? You couldn't hit me or bite me," Buffy said.
Hermione nudged Harry. He nodded, why would Spike hit or bite Buffy, they were obviously a couple, and what chip?
"I'm never going to have a normal life, am I?" Buffy asked.
"Probably not, but normal is boring," Spike said.
"But it's averagy, I mean I wish I could have graduated from high school without worrying that the Mayor would turn into a giant snake and eat the princepal," Buffy said. "Or enjoyed having a sister without worrying that she'd open up a hell portal. Just normal stuff I missed out on, I can't even come back from the dead without that making me all un- normal, I already have Slaying to deal with," Buffy sighed. She reached up and held one of Spike's hands, kissing his fingers.
Harry, Hermione, and Ron heard this, and Harry could feel Hermione and Ron's eyes on him.
"Buff, whatever effects the spell may have had, who cares? You're you, strong, beautiful, intelligent you. You'll beat this Voldemort, and I'll be right by your side, watching your back," Spike said. Buffy kissed him.
"Besides, didn't the princepal expel you?" Spike asked, causing Buffy to laugh.
* * *
Buffy and Spike left, leaving Harry, Hermione, and Ron to talk.
"Harry-" Hermione started.
"No, don't you get it, Buffy's been dead, and they brought her back. She DIED, just like my mum and dad died, and she was brought back," Harry said. "We have to find out how-"
"And say what Harry?" Ron asked. "Oh, Buffy, see the other night we saw you and Spike making out in the library while we were underneath Harry's invisiblity cloak. We heard you guys talking, not that we were trying to eavesdrop, and we were just wondering if it's true that you really came back from the dead!" Ron hissed.
"Ron's right, Harry." Hermione said. "And besides, you seemed to have missed the point, there's something WRONG with Buffy. That's why they were looking for the spell," Hermione explained.
"She seemed fine to me," Harry argued.
"Yeah, and she also seems little, but she can sure kick ass," Ron remarked. The two stared at him. "Picked it up from Spike," Ron shrugged.
"Harry promise you won't do anything to bring them back," Hermione asked.
"Why not? Why shouldn't I have parents?" Harry asked.
"That's not what I'm trying to say! I'm just saying wait until we have all the information and then we can understand what we're dealing with," Hermione said.
"Listen to her Harry, you know she's right," Ron stepped in.
"Fine, tomorrow, we'll ask questions," Harry said, and they headed back to their room.
Draco Malfoy stepped out from behind a bookshelf, and grinned.
* * *
"Alright, Spike's out helping Xander - I mean Professor Harris with his class today, so you're stuck with me," Buffy smiled.
A few girls in the front row sighed, and looked out the window, hoping to catch a glimpse of Spike. Buffy rolled her eyes.
"Anyways, are there any questions from yesterday?" She asked. "No, then we'll start on poltergeists-" She trailed off as Harry Potter raised his hand. "Yes?" She asked.
"Is it possible to bring back people who have been dead for a long time back to life?" Harry asked.
"Don't be stupid, it's impossible," A Slytherin hissed.
"Yeah, shut up," Lavender Brown muttered.
Buffy looked startled. "Uh, yeah, as long as that person died from unnatural causes. If they died of old age, or cancer, then it's impossible to bring them back from death," Buffy said, giving Dawn a look.
Dawn shrugged, saying she had no idea what they were talking about.
The class began whispering, they had always thought that it was impossible to bring people back to life.
"Can we move on to poltergeists?" Buffy asked, but Hermione raised her hand.
"How can you preform the spell Professor?" She inquired.
"I'm not sure, I'm not big on the spells," Buffy said, looking down. Sadness flickered in her eyes.
"So, how about those poltergeists huh?" Dawn said rather loudly. "I mean man, those are some cool creatures."
Buffy looked up, smiling at her. "Yeah, well does anyone know a poltergeist?" To her surprise the entire class raised their hands.
"Peeves," Ron answered. At that moment, Peeves appeared.
"Oooo, ickle filthy fifth years," He cackled, throwing wet toilet paper at them.
Buffy rolled her eyes, and picked up a paper weight, chucking it at Peeves. It hit him in his head, and her shreiked and dissappeared.
The class stared at her in amazement, even the Slytherins.
"Peeves?" Buffy asked.
Ron nodded.
* * *
Cordelia, Gunn, Fred, and Wesley met in Wesley's room for lunch.
"Do you think we should tell them about Angel's son?" Fred asked.
"I dunno, that seems like crossing boundries," Gunn remarked.
"I agree, Angel might feel like we're dipping into his affairs, he might not want Buffy and the others to be aware of Conner yet," Wesley stated.
"You mean you don't want Buffy to bitch-slap you when you tell her," Gunn replied.
"I'm with Gunn, Buffy would kill him. I mean look how he treated Faith, she tried to kill you, well several people, and he sent her on her nice little way instead of letting Buffy have her revenge. Just think how she's going to react to Angel sleeping with the vampire who tried to kill Buffy and resulting in a son. I mean Buffy'd get pissed if she saw this on Days of our Lives, just think how she'd feel about it happening to her," Cordelia said.
"Days of Our Lives doesn't have vampires, you're thinking of Port Charles," Fred said.
"Whenever I think Port Charles, I think Passions," Cordelia remarked.
"Oh, did you see what happened yesterday? I missed it, did Teresa and Ethan make up?" Fred asked.
"No, she's still hiding from him. I guess she's feeling guilty about sleeping with Julian," Cordelia shrugged.
"Can we stop talking soap lingo and speak actual reality. Do we or don't we tell Buffy?" Gunn asked.
"Nope," A voice from the doorway answered. "I do."
