author: Brandi Vincent
disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, nor Harry Potter. Joss Whedon and J.K. Rowling own their characters from their imaginary story.
title: Hogwarts and The Scoobies
chapter: 6 The Professor
recommended fanfictions: Paint the Stars In the Sky, The Seed of Good and Evil, I Hate Goblins!, Spike and I are in a Band
****** Chapter 6: The Professor******
Buffy came stomping down the corridors to her room, when she ran into all mysterious Spike.
"I was just talking with Dawn." He mumbled.
"I was just talking with Willow." Buffy said.
"And... I think I should ask you..."
"I think I should say before you..." Then they said in unison,
"Will you go to the dance with me?"
"No way! I was supposed to say it first!" Buffy complained.
"Well I love you more."
"Naha."
"Yesha."
"Naha."
"Yesha."
"Naha."
"Yes. I do." Spike grabbed Buffy and strode her into a long, deep kiss. He pushed her gently against the wall and their bodies touched.
"OK, you do." Buffy gasped. Harry and Ron were about to walk around the corner where the two professors were kissing, until they saw the scene. They hid quickly behind the side of the corner and peeked another look.
"That's a little too much." Harry raised his eyebrows.
"What's next? Anyanca and Professor Harris?" Ron asked. Harry looked at him and shook his head.
"Never mind." Harry mumbled and took one last look, turning hastily back in the direction where he was walking. Ron followed, scratching his head.
"What'd I say?" He asked, keep taking looks from behind his back.
"Nothing. The dance is in an hour, let's go back to the common room." They turned another corner and there were the three most evil students at Hogwarts since Voldemort came. Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, coming their way.
"Oh look! It's Potter! Can I have you autograph??" Malfoy mocked. Crabbe and Goyle only snickered.
"Well that's been getting old." Ron muttered.
"What did you say Weasley?" Malfoy grabbed Ron's collar and seized him against the wall, holding him against it.
"What ever happened to good ol' magic?" Ron asked.
"Good thinking." Malfoy never took his eyes off of Ron and sieved his own wand, pulling it to Ron's neck. "I know a good spell that I haven't tried out yet, want to be the first for me to demonstrate it on?" Malfoy sneered as Ron began to sweat. Ron wasn't as strong nor as powerful as Malfoy, he knew it. But that didn't seem to stop Harry.
"Pantanio!" He yelled and Malfoy's robes fell down. He had black boxers and strong abs from over the summer. Ron couldn't help but snicker under his breathe, then let it all out, having a riot. "Just learned that from a friend."
"Yea, we should hang out with Anyanca more." Ron said as Malfoy let him go, pulling his robes back on.
"Oh, no you didn't." Malfoy gritted his teeth and pointed his wand at Harry, muttering some words and Harry flew against the wall.
"Wanna play it rough then?" Harry asked, pointing his wand back at Malfoy, chanting some words nobody could understand, and a moment later Malfoy had his arm cut with a deep gash, letting it bleed through his robes. Malfoy gasped with pain but didn't cry, but he did do the same spell Harry had done. They kept doing it to each other until it hurt so bad, they yelled out of torture. Buffy and Spike heard and came running down the corridor, seeing the picture of the wounded boys.
"What are you doing?" Buffy cried out. Just then, Dawn had heard it too and she came running up behind Spike, peering at Harry and Malfoy. She saw their cuts and pushed past Spike and Buffy, running over to the two.
"What did you do this time?" Dawn freaked out. They just looked up at her with black, sore eyes. "God! What do I have to do to keep you two from hurting each other??"
******That Night******
"Hey, Dawn!" Hermione ran up to Dawn at the dance. "Isn't it great? I can't believe Dumbledore let us have a Halloween Party! Normally the ghosts just do, and it's not fun there, trust me."
"So where's Ron?" Dawn asked, looking around the dim lighted ball room with crowds of people talking and dancing in it.
"With Harry somewhere. Where's Harry?"
"With Ron somewhere." They laughed, having a good time.
On another side of the room.
"Isn't she beautiful?" Harry asked.
"Don't know." Ron had his face stuffed full of chocolates and steak, not a good mix up, but to Ron, that's another story.
"Why aren't you with Hermione?"
"Why aren't you with Dawn?" Harry shrugged and pulled at Ron's arm, bringing him over to their dates.
"What about the nuggets?" Ron complained. Dawn and Hermione were sitting down, laughing together.
"It's a no brainer Harry and Malfoy would fight over you." Hermione implied.
"Ah! You're so nice." Dawn said, partially sarcastically.
"Evening ladies." Ron said, sitting next to Hermione. Harry sat down next to Dawn. Just then, Malfoy looked over. Harry sneered and bent over next to Dawn, touching his lips with hers, wrestling tongues. Malfoy squeezed his glass of punch and it shattered. But he didn't seem to care. He glared at Harry then turned to Crabbe and Goyle.
"She will be mine." He sneered at them and looked back at Harry. Dawn and Hermione continued talking as Harry put his arm around Dawn. She replied by resting her head on his chest.
On another side of the room.
Xander, Anya, and Willow starred as Buffy and Spike swing danced.
"I didn't know they could do that." Willow whispered to the others.
"Well, come on, let's practice dancing for MY wedding." Anya said, pulling Xander onto the dance floor. Although a lot of people made a circle to watch Buffy and Spike swing dance on their own.
"Hi, Willow." Tara said quietly, standing up next to Willow, who was awing at the blonds dancing before them.
"Oh, hi." Willow replied, turning to her.
"So what's up with Spike and Buffy?" Tara asked quickly.
"Don't know..." Willow was off into a daze again.
******Later, When the Dance is Almost Done******
"A lot are hittin' the sack, let's do the same." Ron yawned and walked out to the Gryffindor common room with Hermione.
"Night Harry, night Dawn!" Hermione said goodbye and followed. Dumbledore, of course, was allowing people to leave anytime they wished. All who were left was only a few students, The Scooby Gang, and Harry and Dawn. Harry and Dawn were nestled up next to each other, getting sleepy. But Harry refused to let go, since he knew they would be going into two different other common rooms.
"Isn't that cute?" Willow cooed.
"Reminds me of when I was younger." Xander bragged. Everyone looked at him and he looked down.
"Has Dawn found a new boyfriend?" Tara asked.
"Oh, please." Buffy rolled her eyes.
"You know what I still don't get?" Anya asked.
"What?" Xander said.
"He-Who-Shall-Not-be-Named hasn't pulled ANYTHING yet! I don't get it." Anya answered.
"Maybe he got the picture when he saw the Dementors." Xander suggested.
"Or maybe when he saw you." Spike said.
"Ha ha. Very funny." Xander rolled his eyes.
"What are you talking about? I'm not kidding." Spike replied.
"Willow, can I see you for a moment?" Dumbledore asked.
"Sure." Willow walked away from her friends.
"I need a real insiders opinion. We're having a new class to replace Muggle Studies since the students need more training on the Dark Arts instead of muggles. It's called Advanced Spells." Dumbledore explained.
"Dumbledore, sir, it's not like you to just drop a class." Willow frowned.
"It's important my dear. This new class teaches spells from how light up a fire to killing a Dementor. Spells of all of the sorts. I know we have classes alike to that, but this one is more advanced. See, Advanced Spells. And we need two fearless werewolves to do the job, since everyone else isn't up to the job. All I can find is Professor Lupin. Do you know anybody that is a werewolf? I know it sounds silly, but a werewolf has this gean in it that makes it powerfull for powerful spells. But only if they are pure blood."
"I think I know someone."
"Who?"
"Well, his name is Oz."
******The Next Morning******
Willow got up and out of bed, stretching and yawning. She pulled on her robes and went to her desk at the library, waiting for nothing but the sound of silence to float in. She picked up a book called The History of Dark Wizards: Voldemort and started reading it, when somebody came in. She didn't say anything or even look up, because it was just probably somebody that got lost around the huge school.
"This isn't the bathroom, again, Neville." She suspected.
"I know." A nice, soft voice told her. Confused, she looked up from the book, looking back at Oz.
"Oz?" She gasped. Oz was wearing normal muggle clothes. He wasn't a pure blood, but was good enough to be a teacher since he always helped Willow out and that he was a werewolf. She ran over to him and gave him a big hug. "I can't believe it's you! I can't believe you're here! What are you doing here?"
"I don't really know. I got an owl at my house with this letter and it said to go to London? Then I met this giant at this pub where the letter told me to go. He repeated alike the letter that I was to be a professor at Hogwarts and explained everything, and here I am. What are you doing here?"
"I'm the librarian!" Oz looked around quickly. "Well, I'm not a popular teacher. But I bet you will be!"
"Oh yea, I met this other professor that'll be working with me. He told me he's a werewolf too. Huh."
"That's Professor Lupin."
"I know."
"So... it's great to have you here!"
"Are you still with that, uh, other girl?"
"No. She broke up with me since I was using too much magic. But now I don't anymore."
"A lot's changed I see."
"Man, do you have to catch up!" Willow and Oz sat down together, talking back and forth about the hell mouth, Dawn, Spike, Buffy, Xander and Anya, the works.
******Buffy's Room******
"Come on, Spike. I'm going to the library to do some research on Voldemort and other stuff, like why you can hit me. I know what Tara told me but I still want to make sure." Buffy said, pulling Spike's arm out to the library. When they got there, they gasped at what they saw.
"Oz!" Buffy yelled and ran over to hug him. He hugged back, then looked over at Spike.
"Spike, long time no see." He said, letting go of Buffy.
"I remember you!" Spike said, pointing a finger at Oz.
"A lot of people do." Oz replied.
"What are you doing here??" Buffy asked. Oz explained why. "I'll go get Dawn!" Buffy ran out of the library and into the Slytherin common room. She spotted Dawn right away, Malfoy was flirting with her. "Talk to her later!" Buffy said, grabbing Dawn's arm and pulling her through the portrait.
"What's up Buffy? I was talking to him!" Dawn complained.
"Well last I remember, you were all over Harry."
"I wasn't all over him, he was all over me. We're not even going out! Just one date!"
"So you like Draco better?"
"No!"
"Then what?"
"I don't know! They're both nice!"
"Well then shut-up and come with me!"
"What is it??"
"It's Oz! He wants to see you!" Buffy was very excited about seeing Oz again. Everyone was. They ran in the library and into Oz. "Oops sorry Oz." They had knocked him over.
"It's alright." Oz said, getting up.
"Well this is Dawn, again." Buffy said, jumpy.
"Hi Dawn." Oz smiled and hugged Dawn.
"Hi Oz!" Dawn said, almost forgetting about her old friend. (false memory, you know)
"It's been long." Oz said.
"I missed you so much!" Dawn exclaimed, hugging him again. "I'm so happy you're here!"
"Are you a student here?"
"Yea!"
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
"No."
"Really? With a pretty face like that?"
"Well these two boys beat the living crap out of each other over me."
"Really?"
"Yea!"
"Interesting." They smiled and stopped hugging, sitting down.
"Oz and I've just been catching up." Willow said. They all caught up with each other, then Xander came in asking where the bathroom was and stuck around as well.
******The Next Monday******
Oz was getting ready for his first class when Peeves dropped in, literally.
"We're off to see that Wizard! The wonderful Wizard of Oz! We hear he is a wiz of a wiz, if ever a wiz there was!" Peeves sang in his dry tone.
"Who are you?" Oz asked, accidently knocking into his desk.
"You don't know who I am? I am deeply ashamed that more people don't know me. Maybe I should be more social!" Peeves sobbed and flew out of the class room door, running into a bunch of students. Oz could hear Peeves say 'Hello' to them and chaos erupted. Oz squeezed his eyes shut, hoping for the best to come out of it since he didn't know what to do. But like always, Peeves would get bored and try to find somebody else to aggravate.
******To be Continued******
Next Chapter of Hogwart's and The Scoobies: Oz starts his classes and Xander goes back to Defense Against the Dark Arts with Spike. Buffy helps out into another class and Oz and Dawn hang out. Not in some sick twisted way. Malfoy and Harry start going all out with Dawn. It's go time now.
author's note: I love Oz. Lalalalala. I'm hyper hyper hyper hyper.
disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, nor Harry Potter. Joss Whedon and J.K. Rowling own their characters from their imaginary story.
title: Hogwarts and The Scoobies
chapter: 6 The Professor
recommended fanfictions: Paint the Stars In the Sky, The Seed of Good and Evil, I Hate Goblins!, Spike and I are in a Band
****** Chapter 6: The Professor******
Buffy came stomping down the corridors to her room, when she ran into all mysterious Spike.
"I was just talking with Dawn." He mumbled.
"I was just talking with Willow." Buffy said.
"And... I think I should ask you..."
"I think I should say before you..." Then they said in unison,
"Will you go to the dance with me?"
"No way! I was supposed to say it first!" Buffy complained.
"Well I love you more."
"Naha."
"Yesha."
"Naha."
"Yesha."
"Naha."
"Yes. I do." Spike grabbed Buffy and strode her into a long, deep kiss. He pushed her gently against the wall and their bodies touched.
"OK, you do." Buffy gasped. Harry and Ron were about to walk around the corner where the two professors were kissing, until they saw the scene. They hid quickly behind the side of the corner and peeked another look.
"That's a little too much." Harry raised his eyebrows.
"What's next? Anyanca and Professor Harris?" Ron asked. Harry looked at him and shook his head.
"Never mind." Harry mumbled and took one last look, turning hastily back in the direction where he was walking. Ron followed, scratching his head.
"What'd I say?" He asked, keep taking looks from behind his back.
"Nothing. The dance is in an hour, let's go back to the common room." They turned another corner and there were the three most evil students at Hogwarts since Voldemort came. Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, coming their way.
"Oh look! It's Potter! Can I have you autograph??" Malfoy mocked. Crabbe and Goyle only snickered.
"Well that's been getting old." Ron muttered.
"What did you say Weasley?" Malfoy grabbed Ron's collar and seized him against the wall, holding him against it.
"What ever happened to good ol' magic?" Ron asked.
"Good thinking." Malfoy never took his eyes off of Ron and sieved his own wand, pulling it to Ron's neck. "I know a good spell that I haven't tried out yet, want to be the first for me to demonstrate it on?" Malfoy sneered as Ron began to sweat. Ron wasn't as strong nor as powerful as Malfoy, he knew it. But that didn't seem to stop Harry.
"Pantanio!" He yelled and Malfoy's robes fell down. He had black boxers and strong abs from over the summer. Ron couldn't help but snicker under his breathe, then let it all out, having a riot. "Just learned that from a friend."
"Yea, we should hang out with Anyanca more." Ron said as Malfoy let him go, pulling his robes back on.
"Oh, no you didn't." Malfoy gritted his teeth and pointed his wand at Harry, muttering some words and Harry flew against the wall.
"Wanna play it rough then?" Harry asked, pointing his wand back at Malfoy, chanting some words nobody could understand, and a moment later Malfoy had his arm cut with a deep gash, letting it bleed through his robes. Malfoy gasped with pain but didn't cry, but he did do the same spell Harry had done. They kept doing it to each other until it hurt so bad, they yelled out of torture. Buffy and Spike heard and came running down the corridor, seeing the picture of the wounded boys.
"What are you doing?" Buffy cried out. Just then, Dawn had heard it too and she came running up behind Spike, peering at Harry and Malfoy. She saw their cuts and pushed past Spike and Buffy, running over to the two.
"What did you do this time?" Dawn freaked out. They just looked up at her with black, sore eyes. "God! What do I have to do to keep you two from hurting each other??"
******That Night******
"Hey, Dawn!" Hermione ran up to Dawn at the dance. "Isn't it great? I can't believe Dumbledore let us have a Halloween Party! Normally the ghosts just do, and it's not fun there, trust me."
"So where's Ron?" Dawn asked, looking around the dim lighted ball room with crowds of people talking and dancing in it.
"With Harry somewhere. Where's Harry?"
"With Ron somewhere." They laughed, having a good time.
On another side of the room.
"Isn't she beautiful?" Harry asked.
"Don't know." Ron had his face stuffed full of chocolates and steak, not a good mix up, but to Ron, that's another story.
"Why aren't you with Hermione?"
"Why aren't you with Dawn?" Harry shrugged and pulled at Ron's arm, bringing him over to their dates.
"What about the nuggets?" Ron complained. Dawn and Hermione were sitting down, laughing together.
"It's a no brainer Harry and Malfoy would fight over you." Hermione implied.
"Ah! You're so nice." Dawn said, partially sarcastically.
"Evening ladies." Ron said, sitting next to Hermione. Harry sat down next to Dawn. Just then, Malfoy looked over. Harry sneered and bent over next to Dawn, touching his lips with hers, wrestling tongues. Malfoy squeezed his glass of punch and it shattered. But he didn't seem to care. He glared at Harry then turned to Crabbe and Goyle.
"She will be mine." He sneered at them and looked back at Harry. Dawn and Hermione continued talking as Harry put his arm around Dawn. She replied by resting her head on his chest.
On another side of the room.
Xander, Anya, and Willow starred as Buffy and Spike swing danced.
"I didn't know they could do that." Willow whispered to the others.
"Well, come on, let's practice dancing for MY wedding." Anya said, pulling Xander onto the dance floor. Although a lot of people made a circle to watch Buffy and Spike swing dance on their own.
"Hi, Willow." Tara said quietly, standing up next to Willow, who was awing at the blonds dancing before them.
"Oh, hi." Willow replied, turning to her.
"So what's up with Spike and Buffy?" Tara asked quickly.
"Don't know..." Willow was off into a daze again.
******Later, When the Dance is Almost Done******
"A lot are hittin' the sack, let's do the same." Ron yawned and walked out to the Gryffindor common room with Hermione.
"Night Harry, night Dawn!" Hermione said goodbye and followed. Dumbledore, of course, was allowing people to leave anytime they wished. All who were left was only a few students, The Scooby Gang, and Harry and Dawn. Harry and Dawn were nestled up next to each other, getting sleepy. But Harry refused to let go, since he knew they would be going into two different other common rooms.
"Isn't that cute?" Willow cooed.
"Reminds me of when I was younger." Xander bragged. Everyone looked at him and he looked down.
"Has Dawn found a new boyfriend?" Tara asked.
"Oh, please." Buffy rolled her eyes.
"You know what I still don't get?" Anya asked.
"What?" Xander said.
"He-Who-Shall-Not-be-Named hasn't pulled ANYTHING yet! I don't get it." Anya answered.
"Maybe he got the picture when he saw the Dementors." Xander suggested.
"Or maybe when he saw you." Spike said.
"Ha ha. Very funny." Xander rolled his eyes.
"What are you talking about? I'm not kidding." Spike replied.
"Willow, can I see you for a moment?" Dumbledore asked.
"Sure." Willow walked away from her friends.
"I need a real insiders opinion. We're having a new class to replace Muggle Studies since the students need more training on the Dark Arts instead of muggles. It's called Advanced Spells." Dumbledore explained.
"Dumbledore, sir, it's not like you to just drop a class." Willow frowned.
"It's important my dear. This new class teaches spells from how light up a fire to killing a Dementor. Spells of all of the sorts. I know we have classes alike to that, but this one is more advanced. See, Advanced Spells. And we need two fearless werewolves to do the job, since everyone else isn't up to the job. All I can find is Professor Lupin. Do you know anybody that is a werewolf? I know it sounds silly, but a werewolf has this gean in it that makes it powerfull for powerful spells. But only if they are pure blood."
"I think I know someone."
"Who?"
"Well, his name is Oz."
******The Next Morning******
Willow got up and out of bed, stretching and yawning. She pulled on her robes and went to her desk at the library, waiting for nothing but the sound of silence to float in. She picked up a book called The History of Dark Wizards: Voldemort and started reading it, when somebody came in. She didn't say anything or even look up, because it was just probably somebody that got lost around the huge school.
"This isn't the bathroom, again, Neville." She suspected.
"I know." A nice, soft voice told her. Confused, she looked up from the book, looking back at Oz.
"Oz?" She gasped. Oz was wearing normal muggle clothes. He wasn't a pure blood, but was good enough to be a teacher since he always helped Willow out and that he was a werewolf. She ran over to him and gave him a big hug. "I can't believe it's you! I can't believe you're here! What are you doing here?"
"I don't really know. I got an owl at my house with this letter and it said to go to London? Then I met this giant at this pub where the letter told me to go. He repeated alike the letter that I was to be a professor at Hogwarts and explained everything, and here I am. What are you doing here?"
"I'm the librarian!" Oz looked around quickly. "Well, I'm not a popular teacher. But I bet you will be!"
"Oh yea, I met this other professor that'll be working with me. He told me he's a werewolf too. Huh."
"That's Professor Lupin."
"I know."
"So... it's great to have you here!"
"Are you still with that, uh, other girl?"
"No. She broke up with me since I was using too much magic. But now I don't anymore."
"A lot's changed I see."
"Man, do you have to catch up!" Willow and Oz sat down together, talking back and forth about the hell mouth, Dawn, Spike, Buffy, Xander and Anya, the works.
******Buffy's Room******
"Come on, Spike. I'm going to the library to do some research on Voldemort and other stuff, like why you can hit me. I know what Tara told me but I still want to make sure." Buffy said, pulling Spike's arm out to the library. When they got there, they gasped at what they saw.
"Oz!" Buffy yelled and ran over to hug him. He hugged back, then looked over at Spike.
"Spike, long time no see." He said, letting go of Buffy.
"I remember you!" Spike said, pointing a finger at Oz.
"A lot of people do." Oz replied.
"What are you doing here??" Buffy asked. Oz explained why. "I'll go get Dawn!" Buffy ran out of the library and into the Slytherin common room. She spotted Dawn right away, Malfoy was flirting with her. "Talk to her later!" Buffy said, grabbing Dawn's arm and pulling her through the portrait.
"What's up Buffy? I was talking to him!" Dawn complained.
"Well last I remember, you were all over Harry."
"I wasn't all over him, he was all over me. We're not even going out! Just one date!"
"So you like Draco better?"
"No!"
"Then what?"
"I don't know! They're both nice!"
"Well then shut-up and come with me!"
"What is it??"
"It's Oz! He wants to see you!" Buffy was very excited about seeing Oz again. Everyone was. They ran in the library and into Oz. "Oops sorry Oz." They had knocked him over.
"It's alright." Oz said, getting up.
"Well this is Dawn, again." Buffy said, jumpy.
"Hi Dawn." Oz smiled and hugged Dawn.
"Hi Oz!" Dawn said, almost forgetting about her old friend. (false memory, you know)
"It's been long." Oz said.
"I missed you so much!" Dawn exclaimed, hugging him again. "I'm so happy you're here!"
"Are you a student here?"
"Yea!"
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
"No."
"Really? With a pretty face like that?"
"Well these two boys beat the living crap out of each other over me."
"Really?"
"Yea!"
"Interesting." They smiled and stopped hugging, sitting down.
"Oz and I've just been catching up." Willow said. They all caught up with each other, then Xander came in asking where the bathroom was and stuck around as well.
******The Next Monday******
Oz was getting ready for his first class when Peeves dropped in, literally.
"We're off to see that Wizard! The wonderful Wizard of Oz! We hear he is a wiz of a wiz, if ever a wiz there was!" Peeves sang in his dry tone.
"Who are you?" Oz asked, accidently knocking into his desk.
"You don't know who I am? I am deeply ashamed that more people don't know me. Maybe I should be more social!" Peeves sobbed and flew out of the class room door, running into a bunch of students. Oz could hear Peeves say 'Hello' to them and chaos erupted. Oz squeezed his eyes shut, hoping for the best to come out of it since he didn't know what to do. But like always, Peeves would get bored and try to find somebody else to aggravate.
******To be Continued******
Next Chapter of Hogwart's and The Scoobies: Oz starts his classes and Xander goes back to Defense Against the Dark Arts with Spike. Buffy helps out into another class and Oz and Dawn hang out. Not in some sick twisted way. Malfoy and Harry start going all out with Dawn. It's go time now.
author's note: I love Oz. Lalalalala. I'm hyper hyper hyper hyper.