Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns BtVS and Ats, and J. K. Rowling owns Harry
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.
A/N2: Thank you to everyone who reviewed!!!! To everyone who hasn't, come on R&R!!!
Chapter Fourteen: Gone at Last
Willow held the bouquet of flowers nervously, she and Tara were visiting Dawn. Willow had cut the flowers herself from the Herbology class, and Tara was proud of how well she was doing without using alot of magic.
Willow sat on one side of Dawn, Tara the other. "So how are you feeling Dawnie?" Tara asked.
"Good, I'll be able to leave in a week," Dawn stated.
"That's good, here, brought you some flowers, I remembered you liked these," Willow babbled. She put them in a vase.
"Thanks Willow, they're beautiful," Dawn grinned.
* * *
Anya went up to visit Dawn on her free hour. The Scoobies thought it best to keep her entertained, and especially if she had anymore suicidal thoughts. However, she seemed to be doing well, happy, and back to normal Dawn.
Anya brought her chocolates of all kinds: chocolate frogs, chocolate covered peanuts, and the normal, non wizarding Sees Candies.
"Xander said he'd be up later, something about cleaning up after Loch Ness monsters," Anya explained. "So, you doing good?"
"Good now, thanks for the chocolates. So Anya, you have to tell me the whole story," Dawn grinned.
"You mean of how I got the chocolates?" Anya asked. "Cause that's a boring story I'm sure."
"No! Of why Professor Snape is so terrifed of you, you give him the wiggins!" Dawn said, excited to hear the story.
"Okay, well you see, there was this girl, who was supposed to go to some kind of wizarding ball with him over the summer. This was back in her sixth year, and his seventh. Anyways, he made up some excuse of having to visit his grandmother. Well no one cares about old ladies, especially men, so she knew it was a lie. She went to the ball, and he was there, dancing with another girl!"
"So then what happened?"
"Well, she went to confront him, and he pretended he didn't even know who she was! So she calls upon yours truly, and I served him his form of punishment."
"Which was..." Dawn inquired.
"Well usually I do boils on the penis, but this one, I just felt so bad for the girl. So I made his penis dissappear for a week," Anya finished.
Dawn burst out laughing, and Anya smiled. At least one person enjoys my stories she thought.
* * *
When Dawn got out of the hospital, she still had to wear bandages on her wrists. She wore a heavy jacket, hoping to hide them.
The school seemed to know nothing of what had happened to her, but she still wanted to know who it was that had saved her. She knew it wasn't Draco, he'd be too busy trying not to get blood on himself rather than carrying her all the way to the school nurse.
Whoever it was, Dawn hoped she found out soon.
* * *
Harry had filled in everything that had happened with Dawn to Hermione and Ron. Since all the pieces had fallen into place, Harry was still confused. Why would Dawn kill herself instead of just refusing Malfoy?
The object of Harry's thoughts walked into the door, and a hush came over the common room, and Dawn just ignored it, ignoring the glares of the Gryffindors. They still didn't know about Dawn trying to kill herself, which was a good thing.
Harry, Hermione, and Ron weren't glaring at her however, and Dawn found this really strange. They motioned for her to come over and sit with them. She did, cautiously.
"This isn't some kind of new torture routine is it?" Dawn asked. "Cause the silent treatment and trashing of the room was fun and all, but I think you guys got tired of it. So...what's the new routine? Pretend to be my friends, and then dump pig's blood on me at the prom?"
"Prom?" Ron asked.
"A big dance in the Muggle world," Hermione explained absentmindedly.
"Look, Dawn, I found you in the bathroom," Harry said suddenly. Dawn froze.
"That was you?" She asked. She looked at him strangely.
"Yea, look, I don't know why you were with Malfoy, but obviously something's up if you tried to kill yourself," Harry said.
Dawn just looked at the three of them. "Come with me," She said, moving away. They just looked at each other, then stood up, following.
* * *
Dawn sat outside, on a bench, in the cold chilly air. The three had come with her, and she decided to explain.
"That day, we were supposed to go to Hogsmeade, Draco threatened me," Dawn started. She felt like she had told this story a million times. She sighed, and continued. She went into all about him blackmailing her, about her dad dying, about him having her meet him in the hallways at midnight, about her plotting to kill him, and about her failing to go through with it. She told them how she figured if she died, then everyone would be safe, but how that didn't work so well.
"Thank you," Dawn said to Harry, "for saving me. I'm sorry if I hurt you at all, but I couldn't let anyone else or their parents die."
Harry was stunned. He had no idea how much Dawn had been through.
He held her hand, as Hermione and Ron exchanged looks. The four didn't notice the blond boy watching them from an upstairs window.
* * *
Spike left that night, accompanied by Sirius. They were going to find the demons that wanted Lucius Malfoy, and tell them where his son was.
* * *
Buffy and Dawn sat in Buffy's room, playing cards. Dawn was teaching Buffy all the games Spike had taught her over the summer, while Buffy continued to lose cookies. (They used cookies to gamble with instead of money or kittens.)
"So, how much longer do you plan on hustling me outta cookies?" Buffy asked.
"Oh a while," Dawn grinned, as she dealt the cards.
* * *
Harry sat by his two best friends, as they continued to ask him questions.
"So you're gonna forgive her and you two will live happily ever after?" Ron asked.
"Did you two even talk at all, or is this just a mutual understanding?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know," Harry defended. "I just...like her alot."
* * *
Spike and Sirius came back to the castle, laughing the entire way.
"Did you see the look on that git's face?" Spike gasped between laughs.
"Sheer horror. Can't wait until they come to collect!" Sirius chuckled, as the two Brits continued to make their way up to the castle.
"I think you're a little drunk mate," Spike informed him.
"I think you're alot drunk," Sirius laughed back at him.
"Well, then there's only one more thing to do," Spike pulled out a flask. "Get even more drunk."
* * *
Dawn yawned, heading up to the Gryffindor Tower. She was finally allowed to take the bandages off, and saw the scars that she would have for life.
"As if I wasn't enough of a freak," She muttered, entering the common room. She saw that the Gryffindors were cheering, having their own party.
"Dawn!" Hermione called. "You'll never guess!"
"Draco died?" Dawn guessed.
"Better! He's been taken by demons, they have a right to him since his father stole from them. Bloody brilliant whoever let them know!" Ron laughed.
Dawn grinned, Spike had let them know. The Gryffindors seemed back on speaking terms with her, and Dawn grinned as she bit into a chocolate frog. Draco was gone at last.
* * *
Giles stood up with a start. He had been reading a prophecy made by a Japanese prophet, but it didn't seem real. He remembered how everything was done, by blood, but that didn't mean so soon?
Giles quickly pulled out a sheet of paper containing several other prophecies, and he quickly did the calculations. He frowned, and then took a breath in. He double checked his math, and then became worried.
If his math was right, Voldemort would start taking over the world in one week.
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.
A/N2: Thank you to everyone who reviewed!!!! To everyone who hasn't, come on R&R!!!
Chapter Fourteen: Gone at Last
Willow held the bouquet of flowers nervously, she and Tara were visiting Dawn. Willow had cut the flowers herself from the Herbology class, and Tara was proud of how well she was doing without using alot of magic.
Willow sat on one side of Dawn, Tara the other. "So how are you feeling Dawnie?" Tara asked.
"Good, I'll be able to leave in a week," Dawn stated.
"That's good, here, brought you some flowers, I remembered you liked these," Willow babbled. She put them in a vase.
"Thanks Willow, they're beautiful," Dawn grinned.
* * *
Anya went up to visit Dawn on her free hour. The Scoobies thought it best to keep her entertained, and especially if she had anymore suicidal thoughts. However, she seemed to be doing well, happy, and back to normal Dawn.
Anya brought her chocolates of all kinds: chocolate frogs, chocolate covered peanuts, and the normal, non wizarding Sees Candies.
"Xander said he'd be up later, something about cleaning up after Loch Ness monsters," Anya explained. "So, you doing good?"
"Good now, thanks for the chocolates. So Anya, you have to tell me the whole story," Dawn grinned.
"You mean of how I got the chocolates?" Anya asked. "Cause that's a boring story I'm sure."
"No! Of why Professor Snape is so terrifed of you, you give him the wiggins!" Dawn said, excited to hear the story.
"Okay, well you see, there was this girl, who was supposed to go to some kind of wizarding ball with him over the summer. This was back in her sixth year, and his seventh. Anyways, he made up some excuse of having to visit his grandmother. Well no one cares about old ladies, especially men, so she knew it was a lie. She went to the ball, and he was there, dancing with another girl!"
"So then what happened?"
"Well, she went to confront him, and he pretended he didn't even know who she was! So she calls upon yours truly, and I served him his form of punishment."
"Which was..." Dawn inquired.
"Well usually I do boils on the penis, but this one, I just felt so bad for the girl. So I made his penis dissappear for a week," Anya finished.
Dawn burst out laughing, and Anya smiled. At least one person enjoys my stories she thought.
* * *
When Dawn got out of the hospital, she still had to wear bandages on her wrists. She wore a heavy jacket, hoping to hide them.
The school seemed to know nothing of what had happened to her, but she still wanted to know who it was that had saved her. She knew it wasn't Draco, he'd be too busy trying not to get blood on himself rather than carrying her all the way to the school nurse.
Whoever it was, Dawn hoped she found out soon.
* * *
Harry had filled in everything that had happened with Dawn to Hermione and Ron. Since all the pieces had fallen into place, Harry was still confused. Why would Dawn kill herself instead of just refusing Malfoy?
The object of Harry's thoughts walked into the door, and a hush came over the common room, and Dawn just ignored it, ignoring the glares of the Gryffindors. They still didn't know about Dawn trying to kill herself, which was a good thing.
Harry, Hermione, and Ron weren't glaring at her however, and Dawn found this really strange. They motioned for her to come over and sit with them. She did, cautiously.
"This isn't some kind of new torture routine is it?" Dawn asked. "Cause the silent treatment and trashing of the room was fun and all, but I think you guys got tired of it. So...what's the new routine? Pretend to be my friends, and then dump pig's blood on me at the prom?"
"Prom?" Ron asked.
"A big dance in the Muggle world," Hermione explained absentmindedly.
"Look, Dawn, I found you in the bathroom," Harry said suddenly. Dawn froze.
"That was you?" She asked. She looked at him strangely.
"Yea, look, I don't know why you were with Malfoy, but obviously something's up if you tried to kill yourself," Harry said.
Dawn just looked at the three of them. "Come with me," She said, moving away. They just looked at each other, then stood up, following.
* * *
Dawn sat outside, on a bench, in the cold chilly air. The three had come with her, and she decided to explain.
"That day, we were supposed to go to Hogsmeade, Draco threatened me," Dawn started. She felt like she had told this story a million times. She sighed, and continued. She went into all about him blackmailing her, about her dad dying, about him having her meet him in the hallways at midnight, about her plotting to kill him, and about her failing to go through with it. She told them how she figured if she died, then everyone would be safe, but how that didn't work so well.
"Thank you," Dawn said to Harry, "for saving me. I'm sorry if I hurt you at all, but I couldn't let anyone else or their parents die."
Harry was stunned. He had no idea how much Dawn had been through.
He held her hand, as Hermione and Ron exchanged looks. The four didn't notice the blond boy watching them from an upstairs window.
* * *
Spike left that night, accompanied by Sirius. They were going to find the demons that wanted Lucius Malfoy, and tell them where his son was.
* * *
Buffy and Dawn sat in Buffy's room, playing cards. Dawn was teaching Buffy all the games Spike had taught her over the summer, while Buffy continued to lose cookies. (They used cookies to gamble with instead of money or kittens.)
"So, how much longer do you plan on hustling me outta cookies?" Buffy asked.
"Oh a while," Dawn grinned, as she dealt the cards.
* * *
Harry sat by his two best friends, as they continued to ask him questions.
"So you're gonna forgive her and you two will live happily ever after?" Ron asked.
"Did you two even talk at all, or is this just a mutual understanding?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know," Harry defended. "I just...like her alot."
* * *
Spike and Sirius came back to the castle, laughing the entire way.
"Did you see the look on that git's face?" Spike gasped between laughs.
"Sheer horror. Can't wait until they come to collect!" Sirius chuckled, as the two Brits continued to make their way up to the castle.
"I think you're a little drunk mate," Spike informed him.
"I think you're alot drunk," Sirius laughed back at him.
"Well, then there's only one more thing to do," Spike pulled out a flask. "Get even more drunk."
* * *
Dawn yawned, heading up to the Gryffindor Tower. She was finally allowed to take the bandages off, and saw the scars that she would have for life.
"As if I wasn't enough of a freak," She muttered, entering the common room. She saw that the Gryffindors were cheering, having their own party.
"Dawn!" Hermione called. "You'll never guess!"
"Draco died?" Dawn guessed.
"Better! He's been taken by demons, they have a right to him since his father stole from them. Bloody brilliant whoever let them know!" Ron laughed.
Dawn grinned, Spike had let them know. The Gryffindors seemed back on speaking terms with her, and Dawn grinned as she bit into a chocolate frog. Draco was gone at last.
* * *
Giles stood up with a start. He had been reading a prophecy made by a Japanese prophet, but it didn't seem real. He remembered how everything was done, by blood, but that didn't mean so soon?
Giles quickly pulled out a sheet of paper containing several other prophecies, and he quickly did the calculations. He frowned, and then took a breath in. He double checked his math, and then became worried.
If his math was right, Voldemort would start taking over the world in one week.
