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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 Nineteen: The VIP Pass
Willow continued to hold Tara's hand the entire time at the hospital. They had shut her eyes because they had continued to stare at nothing, blank white orbs underneath pale skin.
Cordelia watched the scene, a pang in her heart. She knew the pain of visions.
Buffy felt guilty. Tara was hurt again, because she was putting off a situation. The first time had been with Glory, Buffy hadn't confronted her, and Tara became mindless. What now? Buffy wondered. What now? Her hair had finally faded back to blond, Dawn's magic wearing off sometime in the middle of the day.
Spike petted her hair absently. She looked at him, and then at Dawn. Dawn was crying, pleading for Tara to wake up. Spike went over, embracing Dawn. She cried into his shoulder. Xander and Anya stared numbly, too shaken to speak.
Buffy seemed to nod to herself, then silently left. She began to walk faster, and then broke into a run. She ran all the way to the Headmaster's office, where she knew Dumbledore would be. She didn't know the password, and grabbed a nearby Snape.
"Password," She demanded.
"Get you're hands off me," Snape spat.
"Password, or I'll rip your tongue out," Buffy repeated.
Snape looked scared. "Peppermints," He replied, and Buffy dropped him. She quickly entered, and opened Dumbledore's door without knocking.
He sat at his desk, as if expecting her.
"He comes in two days, and I need to know how to get onto this spiritual plane," Buffy announced.
"Tara's not woken up yet," Dumbledore realized, "And Rupert Giles is still missing. Very well. You will need this," He said, handing her an necklace containing a dark blue jewel, "And this," he said, handing her a piece of parchment. Words were written on it.
"You wear the amulet, and say the incantation, and you will be transported to the spiritual plane where Voldemort will be. However, die there, and your body will die here," Dumbledore warned.
"Third time's a charm right?" Buffy said to herself. Dead three times before she was twenty-one. "Do me a favor," She said. "If I don't make it through this...make sure he doesn't either," She asked.
"We'll do our best," Dumbledore answered.
Buffy just nodded, as if she had something else on her mind, and turned, leaving. She headed to her rooms, and began warming up.
* * *
"You'll be alright Nibblet?" Spike asked. He stood outside the Gryffindor Tower, an arm around Dawn's shoulders.
"Yeah," She replied, tired. Spike had slipped sleeping pills into her drink, under Cordelia's orders.
"Well, get yourself to bed, I'll check on you in the morning," He kissed her on the forehead, and she stumbled into the Gryffindor commen room. She walked past her friends, and crawled into bed, still wearing her clothes from the day before.
* * *
"So Voldemort must have his guard up," Cordelia remarked. "Like a wall, only to prevent any people from finding him," She explained.
"Or if they did find him, then they wouldn't be able to tell anyone where he was," Angel finished.
"Why Giles though? I mean, the dude's obviously smart, but why would they need him?" Gunn asked.
"Because sometimes Big Bads are stupid?" Cordelia guessed.
"Well they're not. They snatched the man up from under our noses, at this school that's supposedly protected by the greatest wizard on earth. So if they can accomplish that, why do they need him?" Gunn asked. "They're smart, so they don't need to know anything. The prophecies map out their plan, so they don't need a winning game plan. It doesn't make sense," Gunn stated.
"It does though. He's bait," Wesley explained. "Buffy's gone after him before, and she'll do it again. They know more than we think if that's the reason they took Giles. They've done their homework," He sighed.
"Why? I never did mine," Cordelia remarked. "Kidding," She added at the look on Fred's face. "You know what I don't get? I've never been blocked from any visions, so why would she? I mean I'm sure walls have been put up before, but they've never kept me out," Cordelia wondered.
"Maybe it's because you're visions are from the Powers," Fred suggested. "I mean that might give you some sort of VIP pass to any vision you want. I bet if we tried the spell with you, you'd be able to find him!" Fred exclaimed.
"Hey why not? I mean Tara's in a coma, why not?" Cordelia shrugged. "Okay, get Willow, let's work the mojo," She said.
"You're seriously thinking about doing this?" Angel asked her.
"What, like just sitting is going to do something? If I go into a coma, maybe I can bring Tara back or something. Or I could see where Voldemort is, and help Giles. Either way, someone wins," Cordelia shrugged.
Fred entered with Willow.
"Are you sure about this?" Willow asked.
"Yes yes already!" Cordelia exclaimed.
"Calm down," Willow muttered. She began the spell, and Cordelia could feel her eyes mist over.
* * *
Angel stared at Cordelia. He was worried about her, very worried. His heart hurt at the idea of all the things that might happen to her. If she went into a coma...what was he going to do? He couldn't wake her up, or save her.
Cordelia seemed to be seeing something, and surprisingly she wasn't screaming in pain from the vision. Her eyes had gone white, and her mouth twisted into a scream. No sound was coming out.
She fell to the ground, but her eyes closed, still screaming.
"Cordy, Cordy!" Angel urged. "Come on, come back to us."
Cordelia clutched at the air, still screaming silently. She began to breath heavily, and then opened her eyes, which to Angel's relief, were a beautiful brown.
Whoa. Beautiful brown? What, am I going to start saying things like magnificent magenta now? Angel thought, but pushed it away. Cordelia clung to his neck, still breathing heavily. She looked close to tears.
"He's got a shield up, he's keeping everyone out," She took in deep breaths, letting go of Angel. She sat against a wall, massaging her temples. "Tara's stuck to it, it's got a hold on her," Cordelia continued. "But he's in a forest somewhere, with lots of followers. There's got to be at least a thousand of them, and Giles, he's inside it," Cordelia added. "Make me go all trancy again, I'll get Tara out," Cordelia gasped. She was pale, and tired.
"Cordelia, I'm all for saving Tara, but this isn't a good idea," Angel said to her.
"Why not?" Willow asked.
"Because If Cordelia gets caught in the shield too then whose going to pull her out of it? They'll both be lost," Angel retorted.
"Well then let me do it," Willow offered.
"Will, why should you get hurt too?" Cordelia asked.
"Because I love her, and I'm not going to let her get hurt because I didn't do the spell!" Willow shouted.
"The reason I didn't get stuck is because I have a VIP pass to the vision world. You don't," Cordelia said gently.
"Cordy, retrieving a person's spirit is difficult, the longer you're out of your body, the more you're body dies," Wesley explained.
"So then Tara's dying, and we're just talking about it," Cordelia stated. "Willow do it," She ordered.
"NO!" Angel shouted. "Cordy, let's be safe about this," He started.
"Let's be smart about it. Tara's dying, I can help her. I'll be fine," Cordelia assured him. Willow began chanting.
Cordelia sat up straight, and her eyes misted over once again. Here goes nothing She thought.
* * *
Cordelia was flying over lands, oceans, deserts, and volcanos. She dodged to miss fiery eruptions, and held her breath while traveling under the sea. She finally came to the place that she could feel evil throbbing.
A dark forest, blacker than any moonless night, was appearing before her. No man on earth should know it, and yet several men resided in it. A gleaming white dome was in the middle of the forest, several spirits were stuck to it.
Lightning flared, causing pain to the spirits. At least ten people were there. Cordelia stuck her hand to the shield, and pulled away, relieved that she wasn't caught to it. She pulled off a nearby man, one who she recognized. Sirius Black. She pulled off seven others, leaving Tara and one girl to free.
She grabbed them by the wrist, and pulled with all her strength. Both were unconsious, and Cordelia had a hard time gripping them.
Giles She thought. She could get him, save him. She rested the two on a tree, and dove into the camp.
She walked quietly, hiding in shadows that were brighter than the trees. Several times a wizard passed, and she ducked quickly to hide. She found Giles, in one of the tents, tied up to the pole.
"Giles!" She called, as she tried to untie him. He moaned, opening his eyes a little. He didn't seem to be hurt severly.
"Giles, come on, we have to get out of here!" Cordelia hissed. She had managed to get one of his arms untied. "You european people and you're obsession with beauty sleep!" She muttered, freeing the other arm. She shook him. "Giles!"
"I'm afraid that Mr. Giles won't be waking up anytime soon, you see, he's a little drugged at the moment," A voice chuckled from behind Cordelia.
Cordelia spun, standing in a defensive pose. A man who was very white, with gleaming red eyes sneered at her, with five men behind him.
* * *
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 Nineteen: The VIP Pass
Willow continued to hold Tara's hand the entire time at the hospital. They had shut her eyes because they had continued to stare at nothing, blank white orbs underneath pale skin.
Cordelia watched the scene, a pang in her heart. She knew the pain of visions.
Buffy felt guilty. Tara was hurt again, because she was putting off a situation. The first time had been with Glory, Buffy hadn't confronted her, and Tara became mindless. What now? Buffy wondered. What now? Her hair had finally faded back to blond, Dawn's magic wearing off sometime in the middle of the day.
Spike petted her hair absently. She looked at him, and then at Dawn. Dawn was crying, pleading for Tara to wake up. Spike went over, embracing Dawn. She cried into his shoulder. Xander and Anya stared numbly, too shaken to speak.
Buffy seemed to nod to herself, then silently left. She began to walk faster, and then broke into a run. She ran all the way to the Headmaster's office, where she knew Dumbledore would be. She didn't know the password, and grabbed a nearby Snape.
"Password," She demanded.
"Get you're hands off me," Snape spat.
"Password, or I'll rip your tongue out," Buffy repeated.
Snape looked scared. "Peppermints," He replied, and Buffy dropped him. She quickly entered, and opened Dumbledore's door without knocking.
He sat at his desk, as if expecting her.
"He comes in two days, and I need to know how to get onto this spiritual plane," Buffy announced.
"Tara's not woken up yet," Dumbledore realized, "And Rupert Giles is still missing. Very well. You will need this," He said, handing her an necklace containing a dark blue jewel, "And this," he said, handing her a piece of parchment. Words were written on it.
"You wear the amulet, and say the incantation, and you will be transported to the spiritual plane where Voldemort will be. However, die there, and your body will die here," Dumbledore warned.
"Third time's a charm right?" Buffy said to herself. Dead three times before she was twenty-one. "Do me a favor," She said. "If I don't make it through this...make sure he doesn't either," She asked.
"We'll do our best," Dumbledore answered.
Buffy just nodded, as if she had something else on her mind, and turned, leaving. She headed to her rooms, and began warming up.
* * *
"You'll be alright Nibblet?" Spike asked. He stood outside the Gryffindor Tower, an arm around Dawn's shoulders.
"Yeah," She replied, tired. Spike had slipped sleeping pills into her drink, under Cordelia's orders.
"Well, get yourself to bed, I'll check on you in the morning," He kissed her on the forehead, and she stumbled into the Gryffindor commen room. She walked past her friends, and crawled into bed, still wearing her clothes from the day before.
* * *
"So Voldemort must have his guard up," Cordelia remarked. "Like a wall, only to prevent any people from finding him," She explained.
"Or if they did find him, then they wouldn't be able to tell anyone where he was," Angel finished.
"Why Giles though? I mean, the dude's obviously smart, but why would they need him?" Gunn asked.
"Because sometimes Big Bads are stupid?" Cordelia guessed.
"Well they're not. They snatched the man up from under our noses, at this school that's supposedly protected by the greatest wizard on earth. So if they can accomplish that, why do they need him?" Gunn asked. "They're smart, so they don't need to know anything. The prophecies map out their plan, so they don't need a winning game plan. It doesn't make sense," Gunn stated.
"It does though. He's bait," Wesley explained. "Buffy's gone after him before, and she'll do it again. They know more than we think if that's the reason they took Giles. They've done their homework," He sighed.
"Why? I never did mine," Cordelia remarked. "Kidding," She added at the look on Fred's face. "You know what I don't get? I've never been blocked from any visions, so why would she? I mean I'm sure walls have been put up before, but they've never kept me out," Cordelia wondered.
"Maybe it's because you're visions are from the Powers," Fred suggested. "I mean that might give you some sort of VIP pass to any vision you want. I bet if we tried the spell with you, you'd be able to find him!" Fred exclaimed.
"Hey why not? I mean Tara's in a coma, why not?" Cordelia shrugged. "Okay, get Willow, let's work the mojo," She said.
"You're seriously thinking about doing this?" Angel asked her.
"What, like just sitting is going to do something? If I go into a coma, maybe I can bring Tara back or something. Or I could see where Voldemort is, and help Giles. Either way, someone wins," Cordelia shrugged.
Fred entered with Willow.
"Are you sure about this?" Willow asked.
"Yes yes already!" Cordelia exclaimed.
"Calm down," Willow muttered. She began the spell, and Cordelia could feel her eyes mist over.
* * *
Angel stared at Cordelia. He was worried about her, very worried. His heart hurt at the idea of all the things that might happen to her. If she went into a coma...what was he going to do? He couldn't wake her up, or save her.
Cordelia seemed to be seeing something, and surprisingly she wasn't screaming in pain from the vision. Her eyes had gone white, and her mouth twisted into a scream. No sound was coming out.
She fell to the ground, but her eyes closed, still screaming.
"Cordy, Cordy!" Angel urged. "Come on, come back to us."
Cordelia clutched at the air, still screaming silently. She began to breath heavily, and then opened her eyes, which to Angel's relief, were a beautiful brown.
Whoa. Beautiful brown? What, am I going to start saying things like magnificent magenta now? Angel thought, but pushed it away. Cordelia clung to his neck, still breathing heavily. She looked close to tears.
"He's got a shield up, he's keeping everyone out," She took in deep breaths, letting go of Angel. She sat against a wall, massaging her temples. "Tara's stuck to it, it's got a hold on her," Cordelia continued. "But he's in a forest somewhere, with lots of followers. There's got to be at least a thousand of them, and Giles, he's inside it," Cordelia added. "Make me go all trancy again, I'll get Tara out," Cordelia gasped. She was pale, and tired.
"Cordelia, I'm all for saving Tara, but this isn't a good idea," Angel said to her.
"Why not?" Willow asked.
"Because If Cordelia gets caught in the shield too then whose going to pull her out of it? They'll both be lost," Angel retorted.
"Well then let me do it," Willow offered.
"Will, why should you get hurt too?" Cordelia asked.
"Because I love her, and I'm not going to let her get hurt because I didn't do the spell!" Willow shouted.
"The reason I didn't get stuck is because I have a VIP pass to the vision world. You don't," Cordelia said gently.
"Cordy, retrieving a person's spirit is difficult, the longer you're out of your body, the more you're body dies," Wesley explained.
"So then Tara's dying, and we're just talking about it," Cordelia stated. "Willow do it," She ordered.
"NO!" Angel shouted. "Cordy, let's be safe about this," He started.
"Let's be smart about it. Tara's dying, I can help her. I'll be fine," Cordelia assured him. Willow began chanting.
Cordelia sat up straight, and her eyes misted over once again. Here goes nothing She thought.
* * *
Cordelia was flying over lands, oceans, deserts, and volcanos. She dodged to miss fiery eruptions, and held her breath while traveling under the sea. She finally came to the place that she could feel evil throbbing.
A dark forest, blacker than any moonless night, was appearing before her. No man on earth should know it, and yet several men resided in it. A gleaming white dome was in the middle of the forest, several spirits were stuck to it.
Lightning flared, causing pain to the spirits. At least ten people were there. Cordelia stuck her hand to the shield, and pulled away, relieved that she wasn't caught to it. She pulled off a nearby man, one who she recognized. Sirius Black. She pulled off seven others, leaving Tara and one girl to free.
She grabbed them by the wrist, and pulled with all her strength. Both were unconsious, and Cordelia had a hard time gripping them.
Giles She thought. She could get him, save him. She rested the two on a tree, and dove into the camp.
She walked quietly, hiding in shadows that were brighter than the trees. Several times a wizard passed, and she ducked quickly to hide. She found Giles, in one of the tents, tied up to the pole.
"Giles!" She called, as she tried to untie him. He moaned, opening his eyes a little. He didn't seem to be hurt severly.
"Giles, come on, we have to get out of here!" Cordelia hissed. She had managed to get one of his arms untied. "You european people and you're obsession with beauty sleep!" She muttered, freeing the other arm. She shook him. "Giles!"
"I'm afraid that Mr. Giles won't be waking up anytime soon, you see, he's a little drugged at the moment," A voice chuckled from behind Cordelia.
Cordelia spun, standing in a defensive pose. A man who was very white, with gleaming red eyes sneered at her, with five men behind him.
* * *
