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: 11 Killer Love
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 11: Killer Love******
The next morning, Dawn was feeling tons better. But Xander wasn't. He had a rash on his behind. Everyone was concerned ever since Dawn snapped on them. It wasn't like Dawn. But only a few knew, from the Scoobies. And nothing nor nobody stopped Malfoy from hanging out with Dawn.
"Hey Dawn. Feeling better?" Malfoy asked in the common room.
"Been better." Dawn replied.
"Good." They decided to go out for a walk around Hogwarts. And they ran into a few students....
"L-look. I'm r-really sorry about walking into D-dawn." Neville stammered as Malfoy had his neck up against the wall.
"No. You're not." Malfoy said, slamming him a numerous times against the wall. Dawn just laughed from behind him.
"Please let me go." Neville cried. Although Neville was hefty, he was clumsy and not too strong.
"Go to hell." Dawn said to him, allowing Malfoy to continue. Malfoy slammed Neville against the walls and threw him on the ground, taking his wand out. He whispered some words and sparks shot out from it, shooting at Neville. Neville's arm sliced open, a deep gash in it. His leg bruised and his eyes hurt from a black eye. Malfoy and Dawn just snickered at his painful tears, and walked away. Neville sobbed silently, hoping nobody would hear him. He didn't have many friends at all to help him.
Malfoy and Dawn continued strutting around. They came upon others, and cursed them as well.
******The Gryffindor Common Room******
"Guys? Wake up!" Harry shook Giles and Ron as they had their heads down, snoring and drooling. It was cloudy and rainy out. He was bored.
"Told them they should have stopped while they were... awake." Hermione reminded.
"I'm going to talk to Dumbledore." Harry said and headed out of the portrait as it swung open.
******Dumbledore's Office******
Harry got past the gargoyle with the password Dumbledore gave him, if anything ever went wrong.
"Dumbledore?" Harry asked, walking into the fire lit office. It was warm and cozy, like never before. Dumbledore looked up from his papers.
"Good morning. Wait, it's raining. Bad morning." Dumbledore grunted. "What can I do for you, Harry?"
"I was wondering when the Quidditch match may be."
"Oh, yes. And we also have to find a new captain, yes." Dumbledore thought for a moment. "Well, the first match will be in a week. And remind Professor McGonagal about a new captain. She chooses them."
"OK, thanks." Harry said, getting up and heading over to McGonagal's.
"Whew, that was close." Dumbledore sighed and kept writing on about the Hell Mouth and Voldemort.
******McGonagal's Office******
"Professor? Well, I'm sort of excited about the Quidditch Match, so who will be captain this year?" Harry asked, coming in.
"What? Oh, yes. Come in. I've been thinking about it very carefully. And I think there's only one person in the whole school that would be fit for the job." McGonagal said.
"Who?" Harry asked anxiously.
"Well, this person is very thoughtful and generous. This person always considers others before this person's self. And this person is very brave and has a heart full of courage and love."
"And...?"
"And I think it should be you, Harry. You would make the perfect captain. After all, you did win us and many other games."
"Really? You mean it??"
"You'll be as good as a captain as Oliver was."
"Thanks!"
"Don't thank me, thank yourself. You did what you did to get where you are now. Let's forget for now all of the mischievous events that you did in the past for now."
"Wow, thanks! Thank you! Well, when do I do the first practice?"
"You should schedule in for a practice for the field. Good luck." Harry smiled and ran out of the room, hoping to find Hermione or Ron.
******Ron and Hermione******
Ron and Hermione were walking around, just talking about anything.
"So I hear Dawn is much better." Hermione said.
"Yea. She's out of the hospital wing, last time I checked. Where is she?" Ron asked.
"I don't know.... Neville!" They saw up ahead a bloody nosed Neville Longbottom, sobbing his eyes out. Which hurt a little more since his eyes were sore with black rings around them. They ran over and knelt down beside him. "What happened??"
"Draco. Spells and punched." Neville managed to choke out.
"Draco?? Ooh, the next time I see him I'll beat him so hard his robes and wand will hurt." Ron growled. "Wait 'till I tell Dawn this..."
"Dawn was with him." Neville said.
"Dawn?? Did she stop him??" Hermione asked.
"No. She laughed." Neville cried.
"Dawn?" Ron asked. He sort of forgot about her being evil.
"Ron! Remember?? We have to stop this! If we're lucky, Malfoy probably already kissed her and it's over with!" Hermione cried.
"Are you so sure?" Ron asked, pointing ahead of them. It was Malfoy and Dawn.
"What is it with you and pointing out something??" Hermione whispered harshly.
"Oh no." Neville groaned, putting his head down.
"Oh no, not the missing links again." Dawn was holding onto Malfoy's arm. They turned around, avoiding Ron and Hermione.
"Nope. It's not over." Ron said.
"I'm getting Professor Summers!" Hermione ran off down the hall, going to Buffy's room. If she could find it.
"Wait up!" Ron yelled. "Neville, uh, we'll come back for you later, wait up Hermione!" Ron ran after her as Neville cried some more.
******Gryffindor Common Room******
"We looked everywhere! No Summers!" Ron said, going through the portrait into the common room. Giles was still sleeping. "It's a pity. He lost just about 49 out 50 games." Ron shook his head and walked over to Giles. "Hey! Giles! Rise and shine! It's a.... rainy day!" Ron shouted in his ear.
"What, what, check mate." Giles muttered, opening his eyes slowly. "Did I win?"
"Nope." Ron replied.
"Mr. Giles, we have something urgent to tell you!" Hermione ran over to him.
"What, did Oz and Lupin get married?" Giles yawned.
"Uh, not really. At least I... hope not." Ron said.
"It's Dawn! She's beating up kids with Malfoy and it seems they still haven't kissed yet!" Hermione cried.
"Dawn's hurting others?" Giles shot up. "Where's Buffy." He got up and ran out of the portrait.
"What do we do now?" Hermione asked. Ron looked at her sneakily.
"What to play.... chess?" He asked.
******Buffy's Room******
"You're so cute. Yes you are. You are the best little white owl ever!" Buffy cooed to Spunky, scratching his chin and stroking his feathers.
"Why don't you give it a rest, love." Spike asked, sleeping in her bed. Buffy was in her pjs and fluffy pink slippers. But Spike was still in his black pants and black t-shirt. Buffy continued her sweat talk to Spunky when Giles ran in. He gave a weird look at Spike.
"Um, never mind. That's not important right now. Buffy, Dawn's hurting other students. And no threats to take away points will stop them." Giles announced.
"Oh no. But didn't Malfoy kiss her yet??" Buffy asked. She was in on it.
"Well, not exactly." Giles took off his glasses and cleaned them.
"Well, Malfoy isn't working. Obviously he needs to be taught a lesson." Spike jumped out of bed and started for the door.
"Spike, no threat is going to stop them." Giles reassured.
"What threat? I'm going to beat him to a bloody pulp." Spike replied.
"Spike." Buffy said coldly. "Look, we need to take this into our own hands then if she can't handle a little crush. Let's get Tara." They all got up and out the door.
"Um, Buffy?" Giles asked.
"Oh! Oops!" Buffy ran back in and got changed.
******On the Lawn******
"So, Tara. How long have you known Buffy?" Lupin asked Tara.
"Well, I don't know. About one or two years just about. We've all been friends pretty long. I mean, Xander and Willow have been friends with her for about six years and Giles also. And Anya, about four years I think. We call ourselves the Scoobies." Tara replied.
"The Scoobies? What's that?"
"Oh, it's a 70's tv show and, you know. It's a fun nickname."
"Reall-"
"Tara! Remus! I really need your help!" Buffy yelled, running onto the lawn. She was getting a little wet, since now it was drizzling. Tara and Lupin shared an umbrella. It was a beautiful kind of rain.
"What is it Buffy?" Tara asked.
"It's Dawn. I need a spell with your help. I don't really know any spells." Buffy replied, calming down.
"Sure Buffy, what kind of spell?" Tara asked.
"A love finder spell. I need to know exactly who loves Dawn so it'll be easier to cure her." Buffy replied.
"Oh, of course. Come on." Tara ran from under Lupin's umbrella and into the building with Buffy. He followed, putting down his umbrella.
******The Library******
"I think we found another library to hang out at." Willow said proudly to Oz.
"Yea. I think it fits us." Oz said.
"Yep. Especially with the hollering books in the back and the moving pictures." Xander was starting to get a little freaked out by them. He was still a little burned.
"Yea. I think it gives it that grudge look." Anya added.
"But where does the weapon cabinet go?" Giles asked.
"Please shut-up with these petty jokes." Spike groaned.
"Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys!" Buffy said quickly, coming in.
"We found a spell book." Tara added.
"Cool. Now make with the mojo. Chop chop!" Xander clapped his hands.
"OK. I've got the supplies." Lupin came in after them.
"Good. Now I need to-"
"What are we doing now?" Anya interrupted Tara.
"Oh, yes. Well, we're doing a spell to see exactly who likes Dawn so we have a better view on who should kiss her." Tara replied.
"I vote Draco." Xander rose his hand.
"Me too." Anya copied. Mostly everybody else did too.
"What about Harry?" Willow asked. Nobody rose their hand. "Good. I like Harry. He's cool."
"Look, we still have to do this anyways. It doesn't matter who you like more." Buffy said, laying out the supplies on the table. "Now, what do I do with this stuff?"
"OK. You mix those two powders Remess got from Dumbledore together in that bag and pour the holy water in it." Tara instructed. Willow looked like she was about to explain it all, but she kept it in. She was holding up great against magic. Especially in a wizarding school. Buffy did what Tara told her and shook it all up.
"What now?" She asked.
"Pour it in a cup." Tara replied.
"Wow. Remess and I couldn't even do that. I mean, the instructions. Unless it was placed in front of our noses." Oz said.
"Where's a cup?" Buffy replied. Xander looked around, snapping his fingers, and found Willow's pencil holder. He grabbed it and dropped the pencils out, handing it to Buffy.
"Hey!" Willow yelled in a low tone. Buffy did the procedure and the final step was to drink it, she did as so and her eyes went white.
"Get a pen and paper! Quick!" Tara said. Anya got it and waited until Buffy said something.
"The people worthy of Dawn's love are the following; near where she stands: Buffy. William. Rupert. Oz. Willow. Tara. Alexander. Anyanca. Remess. Harry. Draco. Ron. Hermione. And Seamus." Buffy yelled and her eyes went back to normal. "What did I just say?"
"I've got it!" Anya announced. She read off the list of people. "I suspect that the spell just gave the first names. Besides, we know all of them."
"What was that last one?" Lupin asked.
"Ron and Hermione?" Xander asked, scratching his head.
"They're friends you nitwit." Spike said.
"Last one was Seamus." Anya said.
"Seamus?" They all asked in unison.
"Yep." Anya reassured. "Maybe we should have him kiss Dawn instead or something."
"Huh." Xander thought. "Who's Remess?" Everybody starred at him.
"Take a wild guess." Lupin said.
"Uh...." Xander thought.
"It's Lupin." Oz said.
"Oh." Xander looked at Lupin. "Ooooooh."
"Well, what do we do?" Willow asked.
"I suggest we..." Giles thought.
"Spit it out book boy." Buffy said sternly.
"Seamus." Giles said quickly.
"Awww." Tara said.
"Come on. Are we going to choose or wait for another to get hurt? Let's take charge." Buffy announced.
"I'm in!" Xander's hand rose.
******Gryffindor Common Room******
"Check mate." Hermione said.
"What?? Not again!" Ron groaned.
"You chose to play. Learn to suffer." Hermione sneered.
"When did you learn to play?"
"Well I certainly remember you teaching me at your house."
"Oh... yea. Heh heh."
"Hey guys, what's up?" Harry asked, coming through the portrait.
"Clouds and rain." Ron said, turning back to the game.
"Where were you??" Hermione asked.
"First I was going to see you guys but then decided to hang out outside with Tara and Lupin. Then they went in. Don't know why. I just turned my back for one minute and then they were gone. So I stayed out there. Crazy I guess." Harry replied.
"Harry. Malfoy and Dawn are hurting others." Hermione said. "We thought she would be a mood swing evil but I suppose not."
"Well, it's really not her that's doing it, is it?" Harry asked anxiously.
"Hopefully it's just the spell." Ron replied. "Anyways, I hope it's fixed soon. And when's the Quidditch match?"
"Oh yeah! Forgot to tell you! I'm captain!" Harry proclaimed proudly.
"Really?? Good for you Harry!" Hermione cheered.
"Yeah, that's great!" Ron added.
"I know. I wish I could tell Dawn." Harry sighed.
"Don't worry, Harry. It'll pass over. I'm pretty sure." Hermione reassured. "Oh, and Ron. Check mate."
******Dumbledore's Office******
Dumbledore, as usual, was finishing some paper work when an owl flew in. It was from the Weasleys.
Dear Dumbledore,
Please tell Ron we love him. We were going to send this owl to him first, but decided you should know. Please inform Ron and Ginny that we are going to pick them up from school tomorrow for a funeral. Charlie's funeral. At work, one of the dragons got out of control and, well, killed him. I'd rather not go into details please. We just want to see Ron and Ginny. We are so miserable. You wouldn't believe it were Fred and George if you saw them right now. And Bill and Percy. Percy actually stopped working and won't go back. We just miss Charlie so much.... please Dumbledore. We bid you have a better life than ours at the moment.
-Mrs./Mr. Weasley
There were tear blotches all along the paper. Old ones. And new ones. Dumbledore swallowed deeply and put the letter down. For one of the first times, he wasn't smiling. He walked out of the door of his office but saved the time with a *pop*, and he was gone. The owl flapping on his desk wildly behind him.
******To be Continued******
Next chapter of Hogwarts and The Scoobies: Ron and Ginny can't take it. But of course, Dawn fully recovers. But by who? The Quidditch Match is sooner than Harry thinks. And relationships start heating up more. But who could forget Anya being pregnant or them getting married? Oh, no. It will happen sooner or later. Better to say sooner.
author's note: Hi. Bye. I miss being a kid!!! I mean, staying home and wathcing The Lion King and Bambi. And I might have skin cancer. When I was at the hospital waiting room after scool, I saw this little girl playing with those things they have in the waiting room. I really wish I was still young.
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: 11 Killer Love
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 11: Killer Love******
The next morning, Dawn was feeling tons better. But Xander wasn't. He had a rash on his behind. Everyone was concerned ever since Dawn snapped on them. It wasn't like Dawn. But only a few knew, from the Scoobies. And nothing nor nobody stopped Malfoy from hanging out with Dawn.
"Hey Dawn. Feeling better?" Malfoy asked in the common room.
"Been better." Dawn replied.
"Good." They decided to go out for a walk around Hogwarts. And they ran into a few students....
"L-look. I'm r-really sorry about walking into D-dawn." Neville stammered as Malfoy had his neck up against the wall.
"No. You're not." Malfoy said, slamming him a numerous times against the wall. Dawn just laughed from behind him.
"Please let me go." Neville cried. Although Neville was hefty, he was clumsy and not too strong.
"Go to hell." Dawn said to him, allowing Malfoy to continue. Malfoy slammed Neville against the walls and threw him on the ground, taking his wand out. He whispered some words and sparks shot out from it, shooting at Neville. Neville's arm sliced open, a deep gash in it. His leg bruised and his eyes hurt from a black eye. Malfoy and Dawn just snickered at his painful tears, and walked away. Neville sobbed silently, hoping nobody would hear him. He didn't have many friends at all to help him.
Malfoy and Dawn continued strutting around. They came upon others, and cursed them as well.
******The Gryffindor Common Room******
"Guys? Wake up!" Harry shook Giles and Ron as they had their heads down, snoring and drooling. It was cloudy and rainy out. He was bored.
"Told them they should have stopped while they were... awake." Hermione reminded.
"I'm going to talk to Dumbledore." Harry said and headed out of the portrait as it swung open.
******Dumbledore's Office******
Harry got past the gargoyle with the password Dumbledore gave him, if anything ever went wrong.
"Dumbledore?" Harry asked, walking into the fire lit office. It was warm and cozy, like never before. Dumbledore looked up from his papers.
"Good morning. Wait, it's raining. Bad morning." Dumbledore grunted. "What can I do for you, Harry?"
"I was wondering when the Quidditch match may be."
"Oh, yes. And we also have to find a new captain, yes." Dumbledore thought for a moment. "Well, the first match will be in a week. And remind Professor McGonagal about a new captain. She chooses them."
"OK, thanks." Harry said, getting up and heading over to McGonagal's.
"Whew, that was close." Dumbledore sighed and kept writing on about the Hell Mouth and Voldemort.
******McGonagal's Office******
"Professor? Well, I'm sort of excited about the Quidditch Match, so who will be captain this year?" Harry asked, coming in.
"What? Oh, yes. Come in. I've been thinking about it very carefully. And I think there's only one person in the whole school that would be fit for the job." McGonagal said.
"Who?" Harry asked anxiously.
"Well, this person is very thoughtful and generous. This person always considers others before this person's self. And this person is very brave and has a heart full of courage and love."
"And...?"
"And I think it should be you, Harry. You would make the perfect captain. After all, you did win us and many other games."
"Really? You mean it??"
"You'll be as good as a captain as Oliver was."
"Thanks!"
"Don't thank me, thank yourself. You did what you did to get where you are now. Let's forget for now all of the mischievous events that you did in the past for now."
"Wow, thanks! Thank you! Well, when do I do the first practice?"
"You should schedule in for a practice for the field. Good luck." Harry smiled and ran out of the room, hoping to find Hermione or Ron.
******Ron and Hermione******
Ron and Hermione were walking around, just talking about anything.
"So I hear Dawn is much better." Hermione said.
"Yea. She's out of the hospital wing, last time I checked. Where is she?" Ron asked.
"I don't know.... Neville!" They saw up ahead a bloody nosed Neville Longbottom, sobbing his eyes out. Which hurt a little more since his eyes were sore with black rings around them. They ran over and knelt down beside him. "What happened??"
"Draco. Spells and punched." Neville managed to choke out.
"Draco?? Ooh, the next time I see him I'll beat him so hard his robes and wand will hurt." Ron growled. "Wait 'till I tell Dawn this..."
"Dawn was with him." Neville said.
"Dawn?? Did she stop him??" Hermione asked.
"No. She laughed." Neville cried.
"Dawn?" Ron asked. He sort of forgot about her being evil.
"Ron! Remember?? We have to stop this! If we're lucky, Malfoy probably already kissed her and it's over with!" Hermione cried.
"Are you so sure?" Ron asked, pointing ahead of them. It was Malfoy and Dawn.
"What is it with you and pointing out something??" Hermione whispered harshly.
"Oh no." Neville groaned, putting his head down.
"Oh no, not the missing links again." Dawn was holding onto Malfoy's arm. They turned around, avoiding Ron and Hermione.
"Nope. It's not over." Ron said.
"I'm getting Professor Summers!" Hermione ran off down the hall, going to Buffy's room. If she could find it.
"Wait up!" Ron yelled. "Neville, uh, we'll come back for you later, wait up Hermione!" Ron ran after her as Neville cried some more.
******Gryffindor Common Room******
"We looked everywhere! No Summers!" Ron said, going through the portrait into the common room. Giles was still sleeping. "It's a pity. He lost just about 49 out 50 games." Ron shook his head and walked over to Giles. "Hey! Giles! Rise and shine! It's a.... rainy day!" Ron shouted in his ear.
"What, what, check mate." Giles muttered, opening his eyes slowly. "Did I win?"
"Nope." Ron replied.
"Mr. Giles, we have something urgent to tell you!" Hermione ran over to him.
"What, did Oz and Lupin get married?" Giles yawned.
"Uh, not really. At least I... hope not." Ron said.
"It's Dawn! She's beating up kids with Malfoy and it seems they still haven't kissed yet!" Hermione cried.
"Dawn's hurting others?" Giles shot up. "Where's Buffy." He got up and ran out of the portrait.
"What do we do now?" Hermione asked. Ron looked at her sneakily.
"What to play.... chess?" He asked.
******Buffy's Room******
"You're so cute. Yes you are. You are the best little white owl ever!" Buffy cooed to Spunky, scratching his chin and stroking his feathers.
"Why don't you give it a rest, love." Spike asked, sleeping in her bed. Buffy was in her pjs and fluffy pink slippers. But Spike was still in his black pants and black t-shirt. Buffy continued her sweat talk to Spunky when Giles ran in. He gave a weird look at Spike.
"Um, never mind. That's not important right now. Buffy, Dawn's hurting other students. And no threats to take away points will stop them." Giles announced.
"Oh no. But didn't Malfoy kiss her yet??" Buffy asked. She was in on it.
"Well, not exactly." Giles took off his glasses and cleaned them.
"Well, Malfoy isn't working. Obviously he needs to be taught a lesson." Spike jumped out of bed and started for the door.
"Spike, no threat is going to stop them." Giles reassured.
"What threat? I'm going to beat him to a bloody pulp." Spike replied.
"Spike." Buffy said coldly. "Look, we need to take this into our own hands then if she can't handle a little crush. Let's get Tara." They all got up and out the door.
"Um, Buffy?" Giles asked.
"Oh! Oops!" Buffy ran back in and got changed.
******On the Lawn******
"So, Tara. How long have you known Buffy?" Lupin asked Tara.
"Well, I don't know. About one or two years just about. We've all been friends pretty long. I mean, Xander and Willow have been friends with her for about six years and Giles also. And Anya, about four years I think. We call ourselves the Scoobies." Tara replied.
"The Scoobies? What's that?"
"Oh, it's a 70's tv show and, you know. It's a fun nickname."
"Reall-"
"Tara! Remus! I really need your help!" Buffy yelled, running onto the lawn. She was getting a little wet, since now it was drizzling. Tara and Lupin shared an umbrella. It was a beautiful kind of rain.
"What is it Buffy?" Tara asked.
"It's Dawn. I need a spell with your help. I don't really know any spells." Buffy replied, calming down.
"Sure Buffy, what kind of spell?" Tara asked.
"A love finder spell. I need to know exactly who loves Dawn so it'll be easier to cure her." Buffy replied.
"Oh, of course. Come on." Tara ran from under Lupin's umbrella and into the building with Buffy. He followed, putting down his umbrella.
******The Library******
"I think we found another library to hang out at." Willow said proudly to Oz.
"Yea. I think it fits us." Oz said.
"Yep. Especially with the hollering books in the back and the moving pictures." Xander was starting to get a little freaked out by them. He was still a little burned.
"Yea. I think it gives it that grudge look." Anya added.
"But where does the weapon cabinet go?" Giles asked.
"Please shut-up with these petty jokes." Spike groaned.
"Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys!" Buffy said quickly, coming in.
"We found a spell book." Tara added.
"Cool. Now make with the mojo. Chop chop!" Xander clapped his hands.
"OK. I've got the supplies." Lupin came in after them.
"Good. Now I need to-"
"What are we doing now?" Anya interrupted Tara.
"Oh, yes. Well, we're doing a spell to see exactly who likes Dawn so we have a better view on who should kiss her." Tara replied.
"I vote Draco." Xander rose his hand.
"Me too." Anya copied. Mostly everybody else did too.
"What about Harry?" Willow asked. Nobody rose their hand. "Good. I like Harry. He's cool."
"Look, we still have to do this anyways. It doesn't matter who you like more." Buffy said, laying out the supplies on the table. "Now, what do I do with this stuff?"
"OK. You mix those two powders Remess got from Dumbledore together in that bag and pour the holy water in it." Tara instructed. Willow looked like she was about to explain it all, but she kept it in. She was holding up great against magic. Especially in a wizarding school. Buffy did what Tara told her and shook it all up.
"What now?" She asked.
"Pour it in a cup." Tara replied.
"Wow. Remess and I couldn't even do that. I mean, the instructions. Unless it was placed in front of our noses." Oz said.
"Where's a cup?" Buffy replied. Xander looked around, snapping his fingers, and found Willow's pencil holder. He grabbed it and dropped the pencils out, handing it to Buffy.
"Hey!" Willow yelled in a low tone. Buffy did the procedure and the final step was to drink it, she did as so and her eyes went white.
"Get a pen and paper! Quick!" Tara said. Anya got it and waited until Buffy said something.
"The people worthy of Dawn's love are the following; near where she stands: Buffy. William. Rupert. Oz. Willow. Tara. Alexander. Anyanca. Remess. Harry. Draco. Ron. Hermione. And Seamus." Buffy yelled and her eyes went back to normal. "What did I just say?"
"I've got it!" Anya announced. She read off the list of people. "I suspect that the spell just gave the first names. Besides, we know all of them."
"What was that last one?" Lupin asked.
"Ron and Hermione?" Xander asked, scratching his head.
"They're friends you nitwit." Spike said.
"Last one was Seamus." Anya said.
"Seamus?" They all asked in unison.
"Yep." Anya reassured. "Maybe we should have him kiss Dawn instead or something."
"Huh." Xander thought. "Who's Remess?" Everybody starred at him.
"Take a wild guess." Lupin said.
"Uh...." Xander thought.
"It's Lupin." Oz said.
"Oh." Xander looked at Lupin. "Ooooooh."
"Well, what do we do?" Willow asked.
"I suggest we..." Giles thought.
"Spit it out book boy." Buffy said sternly.
"Seamus." Giles said quickly.
"Awww." Tara said.
"Come on. Are we going to choose or wait for another to get hurt? Let's take charge." Buffy announced.
"I'm in!" Xander's hand rose.
******Gryffindor Common Room******
"Check mate." Hermione said.
"What?? Not again!" Ron groaned.
"You chose to play. Learn to suffer." Hermione sneered.
"When did you learn to play?"
"Well I certainly remember you teaching me at your house."
"Oh... yea. Heh heh."
"Hey guys, what's up?" Harry asked, coming through the portrait.
"Clouds and rain." Ron said, turning back to the game.
"Where were you??" Hermione asked.
"First I was going to see you guys but then decided to hang out outside with Tara and Lupin. Then they went in. Don't know why. I just turned my back for one minute and then they were gone. So I stayed out there. Crazy I guess." Harry replied.
"Harry. Malfoy and Dawn are hurting others." Hermione said. "We thought she would be a mood swing evil but I suppose not."
"Well, it's really not her that's doing it, is it?" Harry asked anxiously.
"Hopefully it's just the spell." Ron replied. "Anyways, I hope it's fixed soon. And when's the Quidditch match?"
"Oh yeah! Forgot to tell you! I'm captain!" Harry proclaimed proudly.
"Really?? Good for you Harry!" Hermione cheered.
"Yeah, that's great!" Ron added.
"I know. I wish I could tell Dawn." Harry sighed.
"Don't worry, Harry. It'll pass over. I'm pretty sure." Hermione reassured. "Oh, and Ron. Check mate."
******Dumbledore's Office******
Dumbledore, as usual, was finishing some paper work when an owl flew in. It was from the Weasleys.
Dear Dumbledore,
Please tell Ron we love him. We were going to send this owl to him first, but decided you should know. Please inform Ron and Ginny that we are going to pick them up from school tomorrow for a funeral. Charlie's funeral. At work, one of the dragons got out of control and, well, killed him. I'd rather not go into details please. We just want to see Ron and Ginny. We are so miserable. You wouldn't believe it were Fred and George if you saw them right now. And Bill and Percy. Percy actually stopped working and won't go back. We just miss Charlie so much.... please Dumbledore. We bid you have a better life than ours at the moment.
-Mrs./Mr. Weasley
There were tear blotches all along the paper. Old ones. And new ones. Dumbledore swallowed deeply and put the letter down. For one of the first times, he wasn't smiling. He walked out of the door of his office but saved the time with a *pop*, and he was gone. The owl flapping on his desk wildly behind him.
******To be Continued******
Next chapter of Hogwarts and The Scoobies: Ron and Ginny can't take it. But of course, Dawn fully recovers. But by who? The Quidditch Match is sooner than Harry thinks. And relationships start heating up more. But who could forget Anya being pregnant or them getting married? Oh, no. It will happen sooner or later. Better to say sooner.
author's note: Hi. Bye. I miss being a kid!!! I mean, staying home and wathcing The Lion King and Bambi. And I might have skin cancer. When I was at the hospital waiting room after scool, I saw this little girl playing with those things they have in the waiting room. I really wish I was still young.