Chapter 4

The Invasion of Buffyverse





"Flight headed to London, England, boarding now at Gate seventeen..."



Buffy grinned as Spike walked beside her, his hand in hers. She shivered. She wondered what he was thinking, wondering if he was enjoying the tingling sensation as much as she was. After all, it's not as though they were regularly holding hands... he just had a very large hood on and couldn't see in which direction he was headed.

"Maybe I should have kept the Gem of Amara for you." she smiled as they passed through the metal detectors. Spike, amazingly, didn't beep.

Once they had gotten their seats on the plane, Buffy settled in. Beside her sat Spike, then Dawn then Harry, and behind her or in front of her sat the rest of the Scooby Gang.

"I love planes," gushed Dawn as Harry quickly did up the seatbelt. He had never been on a plane before, and wasn't too pleased with leaving the ground if not on something that was wooden and thin. (Buffy definitely didn't get his logic).

"Never been on a plane myself, mate. Too much sunlight." said Spike from underneath his hood, and Harry gave him a weird look. Buffy smiled at Dawn, telling her silently to explain the situation to Harry. Dawn nodded and turned eagerly to the dark haired boy.

"So," Buffy started just as the plane began to lift and Spike gave a groan, "How do you like flying so far?"

"Damned scary. This feels unsafe." he said, shrinking under the black hood. Buffy slid down the shutter on the window and motioned for her friends to do the same.

"It's ok, you can come out now." she grinned as he poked a cautious finger out.

"No sizzle. All clear?"

"Yup."

As he pulled the hood off, Harry stared at him.

"You're older than Dumbledore!"

"Dumble-what?"

"Dumbledore, our headmaster. You'll meet him soon enough."

Spike nodded mutely, then turned back to Buffy.

"So, suppose you'll be killing vamps in the hometown too? Maybe I'll run into some old friends."

"Maybe." was all the she said. She didn't feel like talking about slaying. She was on vacation. It was time to relax. Finally.





"Arg," Xander moaned as he stretched his legs in the London Airport. Anya patted his shoulder.

"Flying was fun."

"Sure it was."

Xander wasn't good with planes. Spike, who had removed the hood after they arrived in a nearly empty midnight London, sighed.

"It's changed a lot."

"It has," agreed Giles, and they shared an amused look.

"Weren't we supposed to call that girl?" Willow piped up, hooking arms with an exhausted Tara.

"Yeah. I'll go to a pay phone. Be back in a blink." Buffy said, and wandered off to find a phone, "Stay there."

"Isn't customs annoying?" Dawn said, bored.

"Yeah, suppose." Harry responded.

"Hey," she brightened, "If we're staying at Hogwarts, do you think that you could try and teach me some stuff before we get there? Like, magic?"

Harry went sort of red, "Well, I don't know much..."

"Oh, come on," Dawn said slyly, "You're in fifth year, plus you know all the dark spells. All that cool Unforgivable stuff..."

Harry nodded mutely, then Buffy arrived back at the lobby with Hermione at her side.

"Hey." Hermione nodded to everyone, then looked quickly again at Spike and his hood, which was now lying in a heap around his shoulders.

"Protective wear." he supplied, and she nodded. Suddenly, her eyes widened.

"Why is it," she began slowly, "That I've never seen you in daylight hours?"

Spike raised his eyebrows.

"I don't react well."

"You're a-"

"Shush. Yes, you're a smart kid. I'll give you that."

"Don't worry. He's sort of like...Lupin. He has a chip in his head, he can't hurt anybody." Dawn said in Hermione's ear, but she kept on staring at Spike, as though daring him to flash his fangs.

"Mr Potter, Miss Granger. How wonderful to see you here." said a cold voice from behind them.

Buffy whirled around to see a tall, oily haired man with dark, beetle like eyes and a long, sweeping robe.

She raised her eyebrows.

"Well, aren't we good at sticking into a crowd." she said dryly, and he gave her an icy stare.

"Who are you?"

"Buffy Summers. I'm here with Harry and Hermione, as well as my sister Dawn, Xander, Giles, Anya, Willow, Tara and Spike."

The man's eyes glittered, and Harry seemed, by the way he was glaring, to rather dislike the man.

"I am Severus Snape, a...teacher of these two." he motioned carelessly towards the two young Brits.

"Duh," Dawn muttered, and he eyed her sharply.

"Professor, how are we getting back to...school?" Hermione said slowly, and Snape gave her an annoyed look.

"I was getting to that, Miss Granger. Hold your tongue. We have....cars outside waiting." he said slowly, as if disgusted by the fact that they had to travel in such a fashion.

"Uh," Spike spoke up for the first time, "Will we be at the school by sunrise?"

Snape stared at Spike, then reached quickly inside his cloak.

Just before he opened a bottle holding a clear substance, Buffy grabbed his arm and forced it behind his back.

"He's safe. He has a government chip in his head, he can't bite. If you dare to touch him with that Holy Water, I will personally make sure that you get drowned in it." she hissed, and he gave her a furious look.

Once she had let go of him, he pulled her close with an angry stare, "Don't you dare threaten me, girl."

Buffy stared defiantly back. "I'll threaten whoever I want to, buddy. Now, get the hell off of me before I break you in half."

Snape didn't let go, and Buffy blinked, then threw him into the wall, hard.

After taking a moment to recover from pain and shock, Snape led them wordlessly outside to where the Ministry cars awaited them.

"You have to deal with that jerk every day?" Buffy muttered to Harry, and he nodded after rolling his emerald eyes.

"Are you sure we want to stay there?"

Harry just laughed.