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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.
A/N2: Thank you to everyone who reviewed!!!! To everyone who hasn't, come on R&R!!!
Chapter Sixteen: In Unison
Wesley burst into Cordelia's room, to find Angel's arms around her, teaching her a new sword technique. They both looked up, then backed away from each other suddenly, Angel tripping over a table.
"Hi Wesley," Cordelia greeted quickly. "What's up?"
"Giles...(gasp) he's gone...(gasp)...blood...(gasp)...library messy!" Wesley panted.
"What?" Cordelia exclaimed. "Giles, left the library messy and bloody? Do you mean bloody messy. You're accent's too hard to figure out," She muttered. "I'm sure Giles won't make you clean up the mess he made," She assured him.
"NO!" Wesley shouted. "The library is messy, and there was blood on the floor. I found this, Gile's suitcase, lying on the floor. It's filled with the prophecies he's been working on dealing with Voldemort. If I'm correct, then these calculations say that Voldemort's going to take over in a week," Wesley explained.
"So where's Giles?" Angel asked.
"I don't know," Wesley answered. "I don't know."
* * *
Willow frowned, sitting on the blanket that the Scoobies were having a picnic on. They had agreed to meet back at the blanket, and Willow was analyzing the calculations. Spike leaned over her shoulder, and then frowned also.
"Pet, check that again, that can't be right," Spike suggested.
"Why not?" Willow asked.
"The quadratic equation doesn't have D in it, it's X," Spike said.
"Oh, me the dummy," Willow said, and then redid the equation. This time they both frowned. "I liked it the dummy way better," Willow remarked.
"Damn," Spike muttered.
"That doesn't sound like a happy prophecy," Tara guessed.
"It's not," Willow announced. "The Dark Lord's going to take over the world in a week," She stated.
"Red's right, that means we've got seven days to get an army together, to get enough power to kick this guy's ass," Spike said. "We'll have to tell Peaches of course, the lot of em."
"I'm going to die an unmarried woman," Anya gasped. "No, no, I got engaged, and then Glory tried to destroy the world, this guy isn't going to ruin my wedding!!! I want my beautiful wedding, my honeymoon, even kids!" Anya shouted. "So that's it, I'm putting my foot down!" She began to stomp to the castle.
"An, hon where you going?" Xander asked.
"I'm getting some backup!" She yelled, and continued on her way.
"Friends of Ans," Xander started, "That's probably trolls and demons, am I the only one scared?"
"Nope," Willow agreed. "Um, do we know any demons?" She asked. Everyone pointedly looked at Spike.
"You lot have to remember, any friends of mine might already be sided with Voldemort. I'll check it out," He offered. "Bloody wankers better help, owe me hundred pounds they do," Spike stated.
"Don't ask me, all the demons I know are dusted," Dawn protested. "Oh, except for Sweet."
"WHAT?" Buffy demanded. "You honestly think we would bring back the singing demon? Yeah, well I don't feel like getting combusted so no thanks," She remarked.
"Dawn's got a point, he can control people, maybe even distract these wizards," Xander said. "I can summon him, I doubt he'll want me as a queen."
"Alright, maybe we can pay him off or something, only have evil people sing. Cause frankly, that stuff gave me the wiggins," Buffy said.
"We don't need a recap," Xander agreed.
"So, singing demon, Anya's friends, Spike's gambling buddies. Anyone else?" Buffy asked.
"Well, there's another person whose really strong," Willow offered.
"Well why don't we get them?" Buffy asked.
"Cause their in prison," Willow answered. Buffy thought for a moment.
"No, no way am I asking her for help! Faith are you crazy? She took over my body, and totally just ugh! Faith in my body, I had to be in hers. No, no and no!" Buffy protested.
"Buffy, she's strong, and will be able to help. You don't want to see anyone get hurt because we didn't have enough manpower do you?" Xander asked.
Buffy looked at the two. "Evil best friends. Fine, but evil best friends," She repeated.
"So, should we tell Angel?" Dawn asked.
"Yeah, let's go," Willow agreed.
* * *
Gunn and Fred had been filled in on the situation, when Buffy, Willow, Tara, Spike, Dawn and Xander came in through the door.
At once, everyone said, "Voldemort's going to take over the world in a week."
"I know." They said together.
"How do you know?" They asked each other.
"The prophecies," They said in unison again.
"Kay stop, this is too weird," Dawn shouted.
"Have you seen Giles, we can't find him anywhere," Buffy asked.
Wesley looked at Angel, then Buffy, "He's gone, there was blood in the library, his papers scattered everywhere. I think Voldemort has him."
"Why do the Big Bads always kidnap Giles?" Willow asked.
"Cause he's smart," Cordelia answered. "Alright, so what's the gameplan? I'm not getting any visions at the-" She cut of, and gasped.
***Giles was bound to a chair, as a knife trailed down his neck. A thin, white man, with red eyes stared at him, cutting him over and over. "Tell me," The man said. "Tell me where she is."
Giles refused to speak, while the man stabbed him in his right shoulder***
"Thanks alot for a location!" Cordelia shouted. "God, Giles is being tortured, by some really disgusting man who needs a tan more than Spike and Angel," Cordelia said. "This guy is looking for a girl, he wants Giles to tell him where 'she' is. Giles didn't say anything," Cordelia rubbed her head. "Stupid painful vision."
"There's nothing wrong with my bloody tan," Spike argued, then stopped. "Wait, a bloke with skin whiter than mine? Did he have red eyes?" Spike asked.
"Eww, that was creepy," Cordelia shivered.
"That's Voldemort, he's got the Watcher," Spike confirmed.
"Whose the 'she' that he wants?" Angel asked.
"Me," Buffy announced. "It's me. In order to reach full power, Voldemort needs Harry's blood, and my blood. All of it," Buffy told them. "So, looks like we protect Harry, and Dawn," Buffy informed them.
"Because I've got you're blood," Dawn realized. "This sucks, why blood?" She asked.
"Because it always has to be blood," Spike and Buffy said together.
"Stop with the talking together, it's too musicaly," Dawn shivered.
"We kind of came up with a plan," Buffy stated. "A contact-every- badass-and-demon-willing-to-help-us-kind-of-plan," Buffy informed them.
"Wolfram and Hart won't help," Wesley laughed.
"And I'm sure my boys aren't gonna be any help after the last time," Gunn stated.
"We remembered Faith," Willow reminded them. "Can one of you get her out?"
"We'll work on it," Angel answered. "What about Lorne?"
"What's he going to do? Make Voldemort sing so he can see his intentions?" Cordelia asked sarcastically.
"Wait what's this?" Spike asked.
"Lorne is a demon who can see people's auras when someone sings. Only problem is, you can't just go up to the evil guy and ask him to sing so you can know his game plan," Fred explained.
"We know how to make someone sing!" Dawn quipped.
"No we don't," Buffy hissed.
"Yes we do, it's this demon, a musical demon, who can make anyone sing, even against their will," Dawn offered.
"Especially against their will's more like it," Spike muttered.
"How do you know about this?" Cordelia asked.
"He came to Sunnydale, made all of us sing," Willow explained. "Big no fun there," She added.
"You guys sang?" Cordelia looked ready to burst out laughing.
"Sod off," Spike retorted.
"So, singing demon, and aura reading demon. Anyone else?" Buffy asked.
"Oh, what about protection spells?" Willow asked. "We'll need a good defense."
Cordelia, Wesley, Gunn, and Fred all looked at Angel.
"He knows some people," Cordelia offered. "Don't you Angel?" Angel cringed.
"Anything but them, come on guys, don't make me do this...." Angel begged.
"Nope, I think we should invite those girls over, they seem to remember you quite well," Wesley joined in.
"You're all fired," Angel said.
"You work for me," Wesley argued.
"I quit," Angel stated.
"You can't, you have a contract," Gunn reminded him.
"I hate you all," Angel said, picking up a pen to write a quick note.
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 Sixteen: In Unison
Wesley burst into Cordelia's room, to find Angel's arms around her, teaching her a new sword technique. They both looked up, then backed away from each other suddenly, Angel tripping over a table.
"Hi Wesley," Cordelia greeted quickly. "What's up?"
"Giles...(gasp) he's gone...(gasp)...blood...(gasp)...library messy!" Wesley panted.
"What?" Cordelia exclaimed. "Giles, left the library messy and bloody? Do you mean bloody messy. You're accent's too hard to figure out," She muttered. "I'm sure Giles won't make you clean up the mess he made," She assured him.
"NO!" Wesley shouted. "The library is messy, and there was blood on the floor. I found this, Gile's suitcase, lying on the floor. It's filled with the prophecies he's been working on dealing with Voldemort. If I'm correct, then these calculations say that Voldemort's going to take over in a week," Wesley explained.
"So where's Giles?" Angel asked.
"I don't know," Wesley answered. "I don't know."
* * *
Willow frowned, sitting on the blanket that the Scoobies were having a picnic on. They had agreed to meet back at the blanket, and Willow was analyzing the calculations. Spike leaned over her shoulder, and then frowned also.
"Pet, check that again, that can't be right," Spike suggested.
"Why not?" Willow asked.
"The quadratic equation doesn't have D in it, it's X," Spike said.
"Oh, me the dummy," Willow said, and then redid the equation. This time they both frowned. "I liked it the dummy way better," Willow remarked.
"Damn," Spike muttered.
"That doesn't sound like a happy prophecy," Tara guessed.
"It's not," Willow announced. "The Dark Lord's going to take over the world in a week," She stated.
"Red's right, that means we've got seven days to get an army together, to get enough power to kick this guy's ass," Spike said. "We'll have to tell Peaches of course, the lot of em."
"I'm going to die an unmarried woman," Anya gasped. "No, no, I got engaged, and then Glory tried to destroy the world, this guy isn't going to ruin my wedding!!! I want my beautiful wedding, my honeymoon, even kids!" Anya shouted. "So that's it, I'm putting my foot down!" She began to stomp to the castle.
"An, hon where you going?" Xander asked.
"I'm getting some backup!" She yelled, and continued on her way.
"Friends of Ans," Xander started, "That's probably trolls and demons, am I the only one scared?"
"Nope," Willow agreed. "Um, do we know any demons?" She asked. Everyone pointedly looked at Spike.
"You lot have to remember, any friends of mine might already be sided with Voldemort. I'll check it out," He offered. "Bloody wankers better help, owe me hundred pounds they do," Spike stated.
"Don't ask me, all the demons I know are dusted," Dawn protested. "Oh, except for Sweet."
"WHAT?" Buffy demanded. "You honestly think we would bring back the singing demon? Yeah, well I don't feel like getting combusted so no thanks," She remarked.
"Dawn's got a point, he can control people, maybe even distract these wizards," Xander said. "I can summon him, I doubt he'll want me as a queen."
"Alright, maybe we can pay him off or something, only have evil people sing. Cause frankly, that stuff gave me the wiggins," Buffy said.
"We don't need a recap," Xander agreed.
"So, singing demon, Anya's friends, Spike's gambling buddies. Anyone else?" Buffy asked.
"Well, there's another person whose really strong," Willow offered.
"Well why don't we get them?" Buffy asked.
"Cause their in prison," Willow answered. Buffy thought for a moment.
"No, no way am I asking her for help! Faith are you crazy? She took over my body, and totally just ugh! Faith in my body, I had to be in hers. No, no and no!" Buffy protested.
"Buffy, she's strong, and will be able to help. You don't want to see anyone get hurt because we didn't have enough manpower do you?" Xander asked.
Buffy looked at the two. "Evil best friends. Fine, but evil best friends," She repeated.
"So, should we tell Angel?" Dawn asked.
"Yeah, let's go," Willow agreed.
* * *
Gunn and Fred had been filled in on the situation, when Buffy, Willow, Tara, Spike, Dawn and Xander came in through the door.
At once, everyone said, "Voldemort's going to take over the world in a week."
"I know." They said together.
"How do you know?" They asked each other.
"The prophecies," They said in unison again.
"Kay stop, this is too weird," Dawn shouted.
"Have you seen Giles, we can't find him anywhere," Buffy asked.
Wesley looked at Angel, then Buffy, "He's gone, there was blood in the library, his papers scattered everywhere. I think Voldemort has him."
"Why do the Big Bads always kidnap Giles?" Willow asked.
"Cause he's smart," Cordelia answered. "Alright, so what's the gameplan? I'm not getting any visions at the-" She cut of, and gasped.
***Giles was bound to a chair, as a knife trailed down his neck. A thin, white man, with red eyes stared at him, cutting him over and over. "Tell me," The man said. "Tell me where she is."
Giles refused to speak, while the man stabbed him in his right shoulder***
"Thanks alot for a location!" Cordelia shouted. "God, Giles is being tortured, by some really disgusting man who needs a tan more than Spike and Angel," Cordelia said. "This guy is looking for a girl, he wants Giles to tell him where 'she' is. Giles didn't say anything," Cordelia rubbed her head. "Stupid painful vision."
"There's nothing wrong with my bloody tan," Spike argued, then stopped. "Wait, a bloke with skin whiter than mine? Did he have red eyes?" Spike asked.
"Eww, that was creepy," Cordelia shivered.
"That's Voldemort, he's got the Watcher," Spike confirmed.
"Whose the 'she' that he wants?" Angel asked.
"Me," Buffy announced. "It's me. In order to reach full power, Voldemort needs Harry's blood, and my blood. All of it," Buffy told them. "So, looks like we protect Harry, and Dawn," Buffy informed them.
"Because I've got you're blood," Dawn realized. "This sucks, why blood?" She asked.
"Because it always has to be blood," Spike and Buffy said together.
"Stop with the talking together, it's too musicaly," Dawn shivered.
"We kind of came up with a plan," Buffy stated. "A contact-every- badass-and-demon-willing-to-help-us-kind-of-plan," Buffy informed them.
"Wolfram and Hart won't help," Wesley laughed.
"And I'm sure my boys aren't gonna be any help after the last time," Gunn stated.
"We remembered Faith," Willow reminded them. "Can one of you get her out?"
"We'll work on it," Angel answered. "What about Lorne?"
"What's he going to do? Make Voldemort sing so he can see his intentions?" Cordelia asked sarcastically.
"Wait what's this?" Spike asked.
"Lorne is a demon who can see people's auras when someone sings. Only problem is, you can't just go up to the evil guy and ask him to sing so you can know his game plan," Fred explained.
"We know how to make someone sing!" Dawn quipped.
"No we don't," Buffy hissed.
"Yes we do, it's this demon, a musical demon, who can make anyone sing, even against their will," Dawn offered.
"Especially against their will's more like it," Spike muttered.
"How do you know about this?" Cordelia asked.
"He came to Sunnydale, made all of us sing," Willow explained. "Big no fun there," She added.
"You guys sang?" Cordelia looked ready to burst out laughing.
"Sod off," Spike retorted.
"So, singing demon, and aura reading demon. Anyone else?" Buffy asked.
"Oh, what about protection spells?" Willow asked. "We'll need a good defense."
Cordelia, Wesley, Gunn, and Fred all looked at Angel.
"He knows some people," Cordelia offered. "Don't you Angel?" Angel cringed.
"Anything but them, come on guys, don't make me do this...." Angel begged.
"Nope, I think we should invite those girls over, they seem to remember you quite well," Wesley joined in.
"You're all fired," Angel said.
"You work for me," Wesley argued.
"I quit," Angel stated.
"You can't, you have a contract," Gunn reminded him.
"I hate you all," Angel said, picking up a pen to write a quick note.
