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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 Eight: Secrets to be Told
Draco Malfoy felt his eyes close lazily. How long has Potter been droning on about that infernal vampire? He wondered. Harry had been asking all sorts of questions about vampires.
"You mean you've actually made out with one?" Lavender Brown asked, looking as if she were about to faint.
"Well i didn't know he came with fangs and lumpies until after," Dawn defended. "It wasn't like I went looking to get bitten by one. I'm all for the not getting bitten," Dawn stated.
"I should think so, good to see some people have more sense around here," Hermione said loudly, so Lavender would hear her.
"So what's it like living in the hellmouth?" Harry asked.
"Lots of demon activity, very hard to do math homework," Dawn joked.
"What sorts of demons are there?" Hermione asked, intrigued.
Please forget, please be a stupid girl who doesn't know anything... Draco begged in his mind. This conversation was so BORING!
"Well we had a singing demon a while ago, we all burst into song...telling secrets. Not so great actually," Dawn realized. "See Xander wanted to know if he and Anya would have a good life..."
* * *
I'm going to preform a hex on myself just to get myself away from hearing this, Draco said to himself.
"...so I would have had to marry this guy, which is so gross cause I'm only fifteen and he's all demony old..."
She's pretty, but oh god she has a mouth on her, Draco rubbed his temples to keep himself awake. She just such a...Goody goody, Draco realized. I'll just have to change that... He smirked at the thought.
* * *
Dawn dropped her ring, she had been fiddling with it for the past fifteen minutes as she walked beside Harry. She was hoping he would make a move, or she would get guts and make a move, but so far no moves. She told him she'd meet him back up at the common room, and continued on her search.
"Come on, shine or something!" She muttered. A strong hand grabbed her arm, pulling her towards the darkness. A strong hand was placed over her mouth, and she felt herself being dragged towards something. She was desparate, kicking, punching, trying to shout, but the person was too strong to fight.
Finally the person let her down, and she was shocked to see Draco Malfoy as her captor.
"What the hell do you think you're doing asshole?" Dawn spat.
"Testy, don't think I don't know about you sister and the vampire, I saw them the other night, lovers are they? Well, I think my father'd find it delightful to know that the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, the one responsible for helping us stay alive, is boinking the vampire. No wonder he's tame," Draco laughed.
Dawn slapped him. "Don't you ever talk about my sister like that again. Ever," She repeated.
"I don't think you understand," Draco leaned towards her. "I'm a very powerful man-"
Dawn laughed. "You're fifteen, you idiot. You don't have a job, you haven't ever battled a demon or a vampire. You're still a boy," She laughed again.
"Listen you silly bint, my father could wipe out this whole school, he's close with the Dark Lord, and believe me, he'd kill whoever I wanted killed, including Potter and Weasley. He'd have that vampire of yours staked so fast-"
"Listen Dragon Breath, you're basically saying that you're dad's in with the Big Bad. Good for him, but you can't give me death threats against my friends. For one asshole, Harry's stood up against Voldemort before, and kicked his ass royally. Two, Dumbledore's here, and he's the most powerful wizard in the word. And third, my sister's the Slayer, and her friends are powerful opponents, and if you have them for enemies, you're not going to be alive very long to make anymore of your lame ass threats," Dawn stated, looking at him as if he were a stupid child.
"And what if I were to tell you I know how to make you're sister right again?" Draco called, as Dawn stood up to leave.
"There's nothing wrong with my sister," Dawn answered, although her body stiffened a little.
"Nothing wrong? Only the way she doesn't show emotions, the way that she's been different since she came back from the dead?" Draco asked.
"What do you know?" Dawn asked casually trying to play it cool.
"I know all about the death of the Slayer, as you said, my father's the Bloody Big Bad. We've got connections. I know how she was brought back, how all you new teachers are related somehow, something to do with the Slayer. And I know that she was brought back wrong, and I know how to fix her," Draco informed her.
"There's nothing wrong with my sister," Dawn insisted, although she didn't sound so sure this time.
"Isn't there?" Draco asked. "Alright, I mean you could fix her with a spell, a spell to return her soul, but hell, if you want a broken machine for a sister-" Dawn cut him off by slapping him again.
"I'm leaving now, and if you ever come near me again-" Dawn stopped at Draco rising and punching her, right on her cheekbone.
"You're staying, or I'll be informing my father on who I want dead," Draco spat. "You think you're safe here, at this sodden castle falling to ruins? Think again. Safe is here, safe is with me."
The meaning of his words hit her, and Dawn glared at him. "You're sick, twisted, and bent," She looked around for a weapon. He had dragged her into a small room, but it was bare, holding only a few old couches and chairs.
"You're beautiful," Draco remarked. "You talk of dreary, boring, dull things, but we can fix that. You've got a spark, you've got a dark side. I just want to bring it out to play," He kissed her, and Dawn pushed him away.
"Get the hell away from me. You don't just punch a girl, and then kiss her. And you don't kiss me...EVER!" Dawn shouted. She made a motion to leave, but he blocked her path.
"Tell anyone about this, and I'll have Granger and Weasley's parents killed, then the parents of all your friends, and then your parents," Draco swore.
"Start with mine, you're work's already half done," Dawn quipped, and walked out the door, then running back to the commen rooms. She wiped her face quickly, entering the commen room quickly, refusing to speak to anyone. She just crawled into her bed, hugging a pillow to her chest. She sobbed silently, until she fell fast asleep.
* * *
"I can order the stuff, but Tara will have to preform the spell," Willow informed them.
"I'm not strong enough to do the spell," Tara stated. "I've never been strong in that area."
"Well we can get Dumbledore to do it..." Willow trailed off, looking at everyone hopefully. "Come on guys, I'm not supposed to do magic, you don't want me to fall off the wagon!"
"You're right Will, sorry," Buffy agreed. "It's just I kinda want my soul back."
"And it might kill Dumbledore to do a spell of that magnitude. He's getting older," Tara added.
"He's been getting older for quite some time now," Spike remarked. The three women glared at him.
"So basically, it's a whole soul thing and I have to do it," Willow said. "Fine, but I'm not happy about it," She remarked, as Tara laid her head on her shoulder.
* * *
The next morning, Draco caught up with Dawn shortly before breakfast. "Don't forget, not a word to the Dream Team or any of your other little friends or else I'll drop an owl to my father," Draco reminded her. Dawn just pushed past him, but her eyes were tired from worrying about what he had said. She knew he was right, but what could she do? No one else needed to lose their parents, she already knew what that felt like.
"Hey Dawn," Harry called cheerfully. Her heart beat in her chest, and she forced herself to grin.
"Hey, what's up?" She asked.
"Nothing much, just can't wait for today," Ron answered.
"What's today?" Dawn was puzzled.
"You know, the Hogsmeade visit today?" Harry replied.
"Oh I totally forgot," Dawn laughed, looking totally out of it. "Yeah, well I'm just going to go get a few of my things, I'll be right back," She got up, quickly walking to the Gryffindor tower.
* * *
Draco was waiting for her a staircase away from the tower just as she was exiting it.
"What do you want?" She asked, her voice cold.
"You," Draco said boldly.
"Really? I don't do the whole spoiled rich brat routine. I like guys who don't threaten the lives of my friends," Dawn retorted.
"Oh come off it, it's not like I'm going to make you do anything..." Draco smirked. "But you're spending the day with me in Hogwarts," he said casually, as if she were to immediately agree.
"Um, since when do we hang out, since when would I want to hang out with you?" Dawn asked.
"Since I can help your sister," Draco stated. "Or kill your friends, either or, your choice."
"Like I said, there's nothing wrong with my sister," Dawn replied coldly.
"She doesn't have a soul, done a spell and everything to see so. I've been doing my homework, and my eavesdropping. I can help your sister restore her soul," Draco promised, although from the sound of his voice Dawn didn't think he'd actually do it.
"And all I have to do is spend the day with you, that's it, nothing more," Dawn looked away for a moment.
"That's all you have to do."
"Fine," She rolled her eyes, and went off to tell Harry she couldn't go with him.
* * *
"Hey guys," Dawn gave a fake smile, "Is it all right if I meet you in town? I have to ask my sister about some stuff."
"Yeah, that's fine, we'll see you there," Hermione grinned. Harry looked about ready to protest, but Hermione and Ron dragged him away.
"What did you do that for?" Harry asked. "I could have gotten some information out of Buffy. Besides, we shouldn't make Dawn go alone!"
"Yeah, right, one of us should have gone with her..." Ron looked at Hermione. "You don't suppose Harry's fallen for her?" Ron winked.
"No, not Harry, he's not. He's just being a gentlemen," Hermione winked back.
"You both are bloody insane," Harry muttered, as they burst into verses of Harry and Dawn sitting in a tree...
* * *
Dawn headed back to Draco, and sat down, not bothering to hide her emotions.
"Look you might as well act happy for my sake," Draco muttered.
"You're sake? You kidnapped me, dragged me in a dark room, then punched me, then kissed me! I really don't care about your sake," Dawn argued.
"Look, you want you're sister's soul back, then start having a good time," Draco told her.
Dawn plastered an extremely fake smile on her face, and started waving out the carriage window, like a beauty pageant contestant would.
"What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?" Draco hissed, grabbing her hand.
"I'm expressing my fluffy bunny feelings for you," She said through her teeth, still smiling like an idiot. "So what's the catch, no way is this some Seseme Street deal," Dawn continued to grin.
"No catch," Draco insisted. Yet. he thought to himself.
* * *
Draco insisted that they go into the Three Broomsticks. Dawn rolled her eyes, and entered, where they sat with a huge group of Slytherins. She tried to sit behind a large tree, but Draco made her trade seats with him, so she could be seen. As if on cue, Harry, Ron, and Hermione came in, choosing a table on the other side of the room.
Thank you god! Dawn prayed, hoping they wouldn't recgonize her.
"Dawn, why don't you go sit by you're Gryffindor friends?" One of the Slytherin girls asked scowling.
"Look, Pansy, was it?" Dawn asked. "I know you're all upset because you're stuck in Slytherin with all these strapping young lads," She looked around the table at a bunch of butt-ugly boys, "and wondering why they're mixing with Gryffindors right? Well truth be told I'm only here because I have to be, otherwise I'd be over there, having some fun," She shrugged. "Excuse me, I'm going to go get a glass of water," Dawn said, slipping away. She headed round the corner to the bathrooms, where she locked herself inside a stall, and began tearing up toilet paper into tiny little pieces.
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 Eight: Secrets to be Told
Draco Malfoy felt his eyes close lazily. How long has Potter been droning on about that infernal vampire? He wondered. Harry had been asking all sorts of questions about vampires.
"You mean you've actually made out with one?" Lavender Brown asked, looking as if she were about to faint.
"Well i didn't know he came with fangs and lumpies until after," Dawn defended. "It wasn't like I went looking to get bitten by one. I'm all for the not getting bitten," Dawn stated.
"I should think so, good to see some people have more sense around here," Hermione said loudly, so Lavender would hear her.
"So what's it like living in the hellmouth?" Harry asked.
"Lots of demon activity, very hard to do math homework," Dawn joked.
"What sorts of demons are there?" Hermione asked, intrigued.
Please forget, please be a stupid girl who doesn't know anything... Draco begged in his mind. This conversation was so BORING!
"Well we had a singing demon a while ago, we all burst into song...telling secrets. Not so great actually," Dawn realized. "See Xander wanted to know if he and Anya would have a good life..."
* * *
I'm going to preform a hex on myself just to get myself away from hearing this, Draco said to himself.
"...so I would have had to marry this guy, which is so gross cause I'm only fifteen and he's all demony old..."
She's pretty, but oh god she has a mouth on her, Draco rubbed his temples to keep himself awake. She just such a...Goody goody, Draco realized. I'll just have to change that... He smirked at the thought.
* * *
Dawn dropped her ring, she had been fiddling with it for the past fifteen minutes as she walked beside Harry. She was hoping he would make a move, or she would get guts and make a move, but so far no moves. She told him she'd meet him back up at the common room, and continued on her search.
"Come on, shine or something!" She muttered. A strong hand grabbed her arm, pulling her towards the darkness. A strong hand was placed over her mouth, and she felt herself being dragged towards something. She was desparate, kicking, punching, trying to shout, but the person was too strong to fight.
Finally the person let her down, and she was shocked to see Draco Malfoy as her captor.
"What the hell do you think you're doing asshole?" Dawn spat.
"Testy, don't think I don't know about you sister and the vampire, I saw them the other night, lovers are they? Well, I think my father'd find it delightful to know that the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, the one responsible for helping us stay alive, is boinking the vampire. No wonder he's tame," Draco laughed.
Dawn slapped him. "Don't you ever talk about my sister like that again. Ever," She repeated.
"I don't think you understand," Draco leaned towards her. "I'm a very powerful man-"
Dawn laughed. "You're fifteen, you idiot. You don't have a job, you haven't ever battled a demon or a vampire. You're still a boy," She laughed again.
"Listen you silly bint, my father could wipe out this whole school, he's close with the Dark Lord, and believe me, he'd kill whoever I wanted killed, including Potter and Weasley. He'd have that vampire of yours staked so fast-"
"Listen Dragon Breath, you're basically saying that you're dad's in with the Big Bad. Good for him, but you can't give me death threats against my friends. For one asshole, Harry's stood up against Voldemort before, and kicked his ass royally. Two, Dumbledore's here, and he's the most powerful wizard in the word. And third, my sister's the Slayer, and her friends are powerful opponents, and if you have them for enemies, you're not going to be alive very long to make anymore of your lame ass threats," Dawn stated, looking at him as if he were a stupid child.
"And what if I were to tell you I know how to make you're sister right again?" Draco called, as Dawn stood up to leave.
"There's nothing wrong with my sister," Dawn answered, although her body stiffened a little.
"Nothing wrong? Only the way she doesn't show emotions, the way that she's been different since she came back from the dead?" Draco asked.
"What do you know?" Dawn asked casually trying to play it cool.
"I know all about the death of the Slayer, as you said, my father's the Bloody Big Bad. We've got connections. I know how she was brought back, how all you new teachers are related somehow, something to do with the Slayer. And I know that she was brought back wrong, and I know how to fix her," Draco informed her.
"There's nothing wrong with my sister," Dawn insisted, although she didn't sound so sure this time.
"Isn't there?" Draco asked. "Alright, I mean you could fix her with a spell, a spell to return her soul, but hell, if you want a broken machine for a sister-" Dawn cut him off by slapping him again.
"I'm leaving now, and if you ever come near me again-" Dawn stopped at Draco rising and punching her, right on her cheekbone.
"You're staying, or I'll be informing my father on who I want dead," Draco spat. "You think you're safe here, at this sodden castle falling to ruins? Think again. Safe is here, safe is with me."
The meaning of his words hit her, and Dawn glared at him. "You're sick, twisted, and bent," She looked around for a weapon. He had dragged her into a small room, but it was bare, holding only a few old couches and chairs.
"You're beautiful," Draco remarked. "You talk of dreary, boring, dull things, but we can fix that. You've got a spark, you've got a dark side. I just want to bring it out to play," He kissed her, and Dawn pushed him away.
"Get the hell away from me. You don't just punch a girl, and then kiss her. And you don't kiss me...EVER!" Dawn shouted. She made a motion to leave, but he blocked her path.
"Tell anyone about this, and I'll have Granger and Weasley's parents killed, then the parents of all your friends, and then your parents," Draco swore.
"Start with mine, you're work's already half done," Dawn quipped, and walked out the door, then running back to the commen rooms. She wiped her face quickly, entering the commen room quickly, refusing to speak to anyone. She just crawled into her bed, hugging a pillow to her chest. She sobbed silently, until she fell fast asleep.
* * *
"I can order the stuff, but Tara will have to preform the spell," Willow informed them.
"I'm not strong enough to do the spell," Tara stated. "I've never been strong in that area."
"Well we can get Dumbledore to do it..." Willow trailed off, looking at everyone hopefully. "Come on guys, I'm not supposed to do magic, you don't want me to fall off the wagon!"
"You're right Will, sorry," Buffy agreed. "It's just I kinda want my soul back."
"And it might kill Dumbledore to do a spell of that magnitude. He's getting older," Tara added.
"He's been getting older for quite some time now," Spike remarked. The three women glared at him.
"So basically, it's a whole soul thing and I have to do it," Willow said. "Fine, but I'm not happy about it," She remarked, as Tara laid her head on her shoulder.
* * *
The next morning, Draco caught up with Dawn shortly before breakfast. "Don't forget, not a word to the Dream Team or any of your other little friends or else I'll drop an owl to my father," Draco reminded her. Dawn just pushed past him, but her eyes were tired from worrying about what he had said. She knew he was right, but what could she do? No one else needed to lose their parents, she already knew what that felt like.
"Hey Dawn," Harry called cheerfully. Her heart beat in her chest, and she forced herself to grin.
"Hey, what's up?" She asked.
"Nothing much, just can't wait for today," Ron answered.
"What's today?" Dawn was puzzled.
"You know, the Hogsmeade visit today?" Harry replied.
"Oh I totally forgot," Dawn laughed, looking totally out of it. "Yeah, well I'm just going to go get a few of my things, I'll be right back," She got up, quickly walking to the Gryffindor tower.
* * *
Draco was waiting for her a staircase away from the tower just as she was exiting it.
"What do you want?" She asked, her voice cold.
"You," Draco said boldly.
"Really? I don't do the whole spoiled rich brat routine. I like guys who don't threaten the lives of my friends," Dawn retorted.
"Oh come off it, it's not like I'm going to make you do anything..." Draco smirked. "But you're spending the day with me in Hogwarts," he said casually, as if she were to immediately agree.
"Um, since when do we hang out, since when would I want to hang out with you?" Dawn asked.
"Since I can help your sister," Draco stated. "Or kill your friends, either or, your choice."
"Like I said, there's nothing wrong with my sister," Dawn replied coldly.
"She doesn't have a soul, done a spell and everything to see so. I've been doing my homework, and my eavesdropping. I can help your sister restore her soul," Draco promised, although from the sound of his voice Dawn didn't think he'd actually do it.
"And all I have to do is spend the day with you, that's it, nothing more," Dawn looked away for a moment.
"That's all you have to do."
"Fine," She rolled her eyes, and went off to tell Harry she couldn't go with him.
* * *
"Hey guys," Dawn gave a fake smile, "Is it all right if I meet you in town? I have to ask my sister about some stuff."
"Yeah, that's fine, we'll see you there," Hermione grinned. Harry looked about ready to protest, but Hermione and Ron dragged him away.
"What did you do that for?" Harry asked. "I could have gotten some information out of Buffy. Besides, we shouldn't make Dawn go alone!"
"Yeah, right, one of us should have gone with her..." Ron looked at Hermione. "You don't suppose Harry's fallen for her?" Ron winked.
"No, not Harry, he's not. He's just being a gentlemen," Hermione winked back.
"You both are bloody insane," Harry muttered, as they burst into verses of Harry and Dawn sitting in a tree...
* * *
Dawn headed back to Draco, and sat down, not bothering to hide her emotions.
"Look you might as well act happy for my sake," Draco muttered.
"You're sake? You kidnapped me, dragged me in a dark room, then punched me, then kissed me! I really don't care about your sake," Dawn argued.
"Look, you want you're sister's soul back, then start having a good time," Draco told her.
Dawn plastered an extremely fake smile on her face, and started waving out the carriage window, like a beauty pageant contestant would.
"What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?" Draco hissed, grabbing her hand.
"I'm expressing my fluffy bunny feelings for you," She said through her teeth, still smiling like an idiot. "So what's the catch, no way is this some Seseme Street deal," Dawn continued to grin.
"No catch," Draco insisted. Yet. he thought to himself.
* * *
Draco insisted that they go into the Three Broomsticks. Dawn rolled her eyes, and entered, where they sat with a huge group of Slytherins. She tried to sit behind a large tree, but Draco made her trade seats with him, so she could be seen. As if on cue, Harry, Ron, and Hermione came in, choosing a table on the other side of the room.
Thank you god! Dawn prayed, hoping they wouldn't recgonize her.
"Dawn, why don't you go sit by you're Gryffindor friends?" One of the Slytherin girls asked scowling.
"Look, Pansy, was it?" Dawn asked. "I know you're all upset because you're stuck in Slytherin with all these strapping young lads," She looked around the table at a bunch of butt-ugly boys, "and wondering why they're mixing with Gryffindors right? Well truth be told I'm only here because I have to be, otherwise I'd be over there, having some fun," She shrugged. "Excuse me, I'm going to go get a glass of water," Dawn said, slipping away. She headed round the corner to the bathrooms, where she locked herself inside a stall, and began tearing up toilet paper into tiny little pieces.
