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: 13 A Cure for the Itch
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 13: A Cure for the Itch******
"What's going on?" Dawn asked, still woozy.
"You had a little... accident." Anya reassured her.
"I don't feel good." Dawn put her hand to her head and closed her eyes.
"Harry. Spike. Xander. Oz. Tala. You take Dawn to the hospital wing... again. Willow. Tara. Tala. Giles. Remess. Anya. We'll stay with Malfoy, wait 'till he wakes up. Come on guys, let's move it! This kiss really hurt Dawn! Not Malfoy! Move! Move! Move!" Buffy ordered. Harry took Dawn into his arms and carried her off to the hospital wing. While the other half stayed in the library, sitting around, waiting for Malfoy to recover.
"Love. Mind if I stay with Malfoy?" Spike whispered to Buffy.
"No. Now go." She ordered sternly.
"Don't worry Dawn. You'll be alright." Harry whispered to Dawn. He looked down and could have sworn that she gave a smile.
******Days Later******
"Ooh... my head." Malfoy opened his eyes slowly to find an icepack on his forehead. He was back in his bed. He sat up and looked around. Snape came walking in.
"Good. You're awake. You took a nasty blow." Snape said smoothly.
"What happened?" Malfoy groaned.
"You kissed Dawn. Now she's recovering. Maybe you should lay off girls for a while."
"Recovering? From what?"
"You didn't know? She was under a spell and you saved her. You're a hero."
"I'm a hero?"
"Unfortunatly for you, Draco, you weren't enough of a hero. You have three detentions for the fault of your actions while Dawn was under the spell. Good day. Get rest. You were out for a week, I suspect you shouldn't be that tired. But it's a Saturday anyways, so who gives a care?" Snape walked back out.
"Saturday?" Malfoy groaned. He put his head back down and slept. It was a week later.
******The Hospital Wing******
Dawn woke up a week later after Malfoy. She seemed much better. Full recovery.
"Hm. I see you're awake now. Very good. You can go now Harry." Madame Pomfrey said, going back to her office to get something.
"Harry?" Dawn looked around and finally saw Harry at her bedside. "What happened?"
"Dawn??" Harry's face lit up. "You're better! You recovered!"
"From what?" Dawn asked.
"You did this spell and it back fired and it made you evil and Malfoy kissed you and he broke the spell and you were out for two weeks and now you're awake!" Harry said quickly.
"Uh, my head." Dawn groaned.
"Uh, sorry. I'm just so happy to see you. Awake."
"So... I was evil everyody says? And Malfoy kissed me? What did I do?"
"You, well, you hurt everybody."
"I hurt everybody?? How?"
"When you were evil, you kind of really hurt Neville with Malfoy."
"With Malfoy??"
"Not so nice and pleasent as you thought, eh?"
"No! I've got to see Neville! Who else?"
"Alot."
"Hey, I remembered seeing Seamus when I woke up awhile ago. In.... the library?"
"I'm still trying to figure that one out. Nobody will tell me."
"I think I know."
"What?"
"I think Seamus likes me."
"What???"
******The Library******
"Guys! Guys! Guys!"Hermione ran in a little later.
"What?" Buffy and the rest looked up from what they were doing.
"It's Dawn!" Hermione gasped.
"What about?" Giles asked.
"She's awake! Better!" Hermione replied. They all got up, squeaking chairs loudly and ran out the door. As Spike tried heading out, Hermione held him back.
"What?" Spike asked happily.
"It's Malfoy. I thought you should know." Hermione whispered.
"Malfoy??" Spike's eyes flarred.
"Yes. He woke up last week. But now he officially recovered two days ago." Hermione replied.
"Well. I think I'm going to have a little talk with him before I see the Little Bit." Spike smiled and winked at them, heading off into a different direction. Hermione smiled and headed off after the rest of the gang.
******The Hospital Wing******
Harry and Dawn were laughing together and talking.
"So, where's Ron?" Dawn asked curiously. Harry looked down. "What's wrong?"
"His brother died a few weeks ago." Harry replied.
"Oh my gosh! Did they have the funeral yet??"
"Yea. I lent them so money for it. Fred and George selled their shop to help too."
"Really?? That's sad!"
"Yea. Ron and Ginny haven't returned since. Hermione and I didn't even get a letter from him."
"Oh my gosh! That's terrible. I feel so sorry for him."
"Maybe he'll be back around Christmas. Who knows."
"Uh! Stupid spell! I wish I could have been there for him! What made him... you know?"
"Well, Ron's brother is Charlie and he works with dragons-"
"Oh." The door flew open and the Scoobie gang ran in, all happy and excited.
"Dawn!" They all yelled and ran to her bedside, hugging and kissing her.
"Hi!" Dawn smiled and hugged them back. Harry stepped away, letting Dawn's family take over.
"Dawn! You are first on my bride's maids list!" Anya cried. "Well, maybe flower girl."
"Dawn! Don't ever scare me like that again!" Buffy cried as well.
"Hey, where's Spike?" Dawn asked.
"The whole gang is here praising you and all you care about is Spike?" Xander asked, outraged.
"Cool it, Xander." Buffy said sternly.
"Mhmm." Tara said slyly.
"Tara." Buffy scowled.
"Oh! Dawn! We're so happy you're OK!" Willow gushed.
"Spike is seeing someone in particualar in the time being." Hermione said, coming in.
"And I think we all know who." Oz said.
******Boys Dormitory******
The door slammed open and a full grown man stepped in.
"Err... what now?" Malfoy asked coldly, looking up.
"Your best friend." Spike answered, kicking a chair against the wall.
"Who?" Malfoy asked in a snotty way.
"Incase you don't take Defense Against the Dark Arts, I'm Spike. And you hurt my friend. And now you're going to get hurt."
"You can't hurt me. My father will fire you so fast you'll be burt."
"You so sure about that?" Spike kept in mind that he has a chip in his head, but wanted to keep a good threat going.
"You wouldn't."
"Oh, I definatly would. I have an in on your father. I know what he is. And you certainly know what you are."
"What am I then?" Spike was stumped. He forgot what Giles told him the other day.
******The Hospital Wing******
"Watcher, what's that bloody poof again?" Spike asked Giles, running into the hospital wing.
"What?" Giles asked, looking up.
"Draco Malfoy." Giles' face turned whiter than usual.
"You must never say this out loud, understood?" Giles hissed, walking closer to Spike. "Maybe it was a bad idea to tell you."
"No, I want to know god damnit."
"And no profanity in front of children!"
"Wow. A bunch of 5th years really don't know the words damnit and ass. Now what was Malfoy?"
"His family is death eaters!" Giles whispered.
"Really? Did you tell Dumblesnore that yet?"
"He's the one who told me. But he's allowing Malfoy to continue learning here for reasons."
"No wonder he always gives me this certain look everytime we review death eaters."
"Yes, well, don't tell anybody else. Especially Dawn."
"Watcher. You know I can't keep my mouth shut."
"Then maybe we can settle it over a glass of holy water."
"Watcha guys talking about?" Willow asked cheerfully, coming up to them.
"Death." Spike said quickly.
"Eating." Giles said at the same time as him. Willow gave them a confused look.
"Oh, we were discussing....the matters of......food.....poisoning. Yea! Food poisoning! Dreadful thing it is!" Spike thought panicing.
"O-K....." Willow slowly, giving them a wierd look and walking away.
"Good save." Giles said sarcastically and walked away.
******That Night******
"Dumbledore, I honestly don't think I should have a vacation at this time." Madame Pomfrey insisted.
"No, quite alright. I'm sure nothing serious will happen. Besides, we have Oz and Remess to cover for you. You did a very good job this past year, you deserve it. Atleast for a week or two." Dumbledore replied.
"Is Oz and Remess good enough for the job?"
"I think I'll be a good judge at that."
"Well, if you insist, Albus." Madame Pomfrey sighed and got up from her desk, walking out the door to her room. "But if anything goes wrong, just condure me up and I'll be ready to take anything or cure anything." Dumbledore assisted her to her room and then went back to his own. He knew Oz and Remess. They would do a splendid job. Or...atlest he hoped so.
Dawn fell asleep earlier that day but woke up again around 10 PM. She yawned and turned to her side, closing her eyes again. But then she shot them open, seeing in front of her. It was Harry. He was sleeping as well, sitting on a chair next to her bed. It turns out that he never left her bedside. Not once during those weeks. But only to go to Charlies dreadful funeral, but returned right after it since there was no talking to Ron. He would just mope around, not say much.
"Harry?" Dawn whispered. Harry didn't even stir. She put her warm hand on his cold cheek. He really his cold. "Harry?" She repeated, and this time, he woke up, opening his eyes slowly.
"Dawn?" He asked, looking back at her.
"You're cold. I don't mind sharing this bed with you." Dawn offered.
"No, that's OK." Harry insisted.
"No. You're freezing, Harry. I don't give a care in the world if I shared with you."
"I'm quite alright." Though Harry wasn't. He was shivering and almost had blue lips since it was starting to get colder. It was almost winter and starting to snow outside.
"Harry."
"Don't worry, Dawn. I'm fine."
"Harry."
"It's OK."
"Harry! I know it isn't! Now I'll scooch over and we'll share. I know you haven't left this bedside since my accident and I'm going to make some of it up to you! Now sleep!" Dawn wasn't yelling, but she made it mandatory that he had to sleep next to her and get warm under the blankets. Not to mention comfy. He didn't find a wooden chair paradise. So Harry obeyed. Besides, for him, why should he argue with that? Dawn moved over in the small bed and made way for Harry. He laid down right up against her. They didn't have much room in between them since the size of the bed, so they gave up and cuddled their backs against one another, sleeping silently. Not to mention more warmly and comfier.
******Buffy's Room******
"Love! We have to tell them sooner or later!" Spike insisted as they sat up, argueing.
"Why? Can't we keep our love to ourselves?" Buffy complained.
"Oh, OK. Let's go with that plan. And once the sneaky one sees us grabbing each others butts, what will he say?" Spike started making a high pitched voice like Xander, "Give it up, chipmunk, you'll never have a chance with Buffy. Only a souless loser would go out with you." Spike did his normal voice again. "And that quiet witch is getting to be an oddball!"
"I told her."
"You told who?"
"I told Tara."
"You told her??"
"I couldn't help it. It was before we even came here, to Hogwarts! I was confused and I still don't know much about this thing where you can hurt me!" Spike didn't have much else to say.
"Buffy. I know I say that you.... came back wrong alot. But I'm not sure either. I guess I don't care if you told Tara, but what about everybody else? Why can't they know? What makes them so different? Havng sex in the dark all of the time won't give them a better picture."
"I know! OK? I don't know if they'll think it's a good thing or not."
"Since when did you start caring about what they think? Matters what you want. You're the slayer. If they don't like it, kick their ass' into another time zone if you want." Buffy sighed.
"Fine. But when we're all together in the same room."
"Meaning the library."
"Um, yea."
"Don't be afraid."
"I'm not afraid, I'm the slayer. I'll kick your ass into another time zone if you say that again." They smiled at each other and started kissing.... and you know the rest. I just don't like saying it.
******Anya's and Xander's Room******
"I knew it! Didn't we discuss this before at Hogsmeade? You're still afraid to tell them!" Anya accused as they laid in bed.
"I'm not afraid! I just keep forgetting..." Xander said in defense.
"You forget that I'm carrying a baby? Maybe if you haven't noticed yet, Xander, but I'm getting a little fatter. Hm. I wonder why?"
"OK! OK! We'll tell them when we're all in the same room!"
"Good. Now I'll sleep more silently tonight." Anya turned off the light and went straight to sleep.
******Willow's Room******
"Coming!" Willow called out, brushing her hair. Somebody had knocked on the door. She opened the door quickly in her night robe. "Oz! What are you doing here?"
"Just wanted to stop by. Say hello." Oz replied. "And.... something else."
"What is it?" Willow asked. Oz hesitated a moment.
"Willow.... I. I love you."
"You.... what?"
"You've been all I could think about since I came back. In fact, since I left."
"R-Really?"
"I'm sorry I ever left. And, well, do you forgive me?" Oz took Willow's hand and kissed it. Willow was shocked.
"Well, of course!" Willow cried and hugged him. Oz was overjoyed and hugged back. Willow started crying a little. But it was worth it. She had missed Oz. Maybe she was a lesbian for a couple of years, but Oz made her feel more secure about the world. He would forgive her no matter what she did. Why shouldn't she to him?
******To be Continued******
Next chapter of Hogwarts and The Scoobies: Everybody admits their feelings at this certain meeting at the library. And Harry and Dawn are there too. Malfoy doesn't talk much for a while and Ron doesn't come back until after Christmas. Hermione starts to worry so she goes to visit him. And Harry and Dawn get flirtatious with each other. (not a word, but I don't care)
author's note: Yellow yous all! Incase you were wondering, I named this chapter after a song from Linkin Park. I just wanted to and I thought it matched, so there. And I'm very worried about going to the doctor to have surgery on Wensday. I may have skin cancer. Not much else to say. Thank you. And remember, nobody but youself can judge your appearance.
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: 13 A Cure for the Itch
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 13: A Cure for the Itch******
"What's going on?" Dawn asked, still woozy.
"You had a little... accident." Anya reassured her.
"I don't feel good." Dawn put her hand to her head and closed her eyes.
"Harry. Spike. Xander. Oz. Tala. You take Dawn to the hospital wing... again. Willow. Tara. Tala. Giles. Remess. Anya. We'll stay with Malfoy, wait 'till he wakes up. Come on guys, let's move it! This kiss really hurt Dawn! Not Malfoy! Move! Move! Move!" Buffy ordered. Harry took Dawn into his arms and carried her off to the hospital wing. While the other half stayed in the library, sitting around, waiting for Malfoy to recover.
"Love. Mind if I stay with Malfoy?" Spike whispered to Buffy.
"No. Now go." She ordered sternly.
"Don't worry Dawn. You'll be alright." Harry whispered to Dawn. He looked down and could have sworn that she gave a smile.
******Days Later******
"Ooh... my head." Malfoy opened his eyes slowly to find an icepack on his forehead. He was back in his bed. He sat up and looked around. Snape came walking in.
"Good. You're awake. You took a nasty blow." Snape said smoothly.
"What happened?" Malfoy groaned.
"You kissed Dawn. Now she's recovering. Maybe you should lay off girls for a while."
"Recovering? From what?"
"You didn't know? She was under a spell and you saved her. You're a hero."
"I'm a hero?"
"Unfortunatly for you, Draco, you weren't enough of a hero. You have three detentions for the fault of your actions while Dawn was under the spell. Good day. Get rest. You were out for a week, I suspect you shouldn't be that tired. But it's a Saturday anyways, so who gives a care?" Snape walked back out.
"Saturday?" Malfoy groaned. He put his head back down and slept. It was a week later.
******The Hospital Wing******
Dawn woke up a week later after Malfoy. She seemed much better. Full recovery.
"Hm. I see you're awake now. Very good. You can go now Harry." Madame Pomfrey said, going back to her office to get something.
"Harry?" Dawn looked around and finally saw Harry at her bedside. "What happened?"
"Dawn??" Harry's face lit up. "You're better! You recovered!"
"From what?" Dawn asked.
"You did this spell and it back fired and it made you evil and Malfoy kissed you and he broke the spell and you were out for two weeks and now you're awake!" Harry said quickly.
"Uh, my head." Dawn groaned.
"Uh, sorry. I'm just so happy to see you. Awake."
"So... I was evil everyody says? And Malfoy kissed me? What did I do?"
"You, well, you hurt everybody."
"I hurt everybody?? How?"
"When you were evil, you kind of really hurt Neville with Malfoy."
"With Malfoy??"
"Not so nice and pleasent as you thought, eh?"
"No! I've got to see Neville! Who else?"
"Alot."
"Hey, I remembered seeing Seamus when I woke up awhile ago. In.... the library?"
"I'm still trying to figure that one out. Nobody will tell me."
"I think I know."
"What?"
"I think Seamus likes me."
"What???"
******The Library******
"Guys! Guys! Guys!"Hermione ran in a little later.
"What?" Buffy and the rest looked up from what they were doing.
"It's Dawn!" Hermione gasped.
"What about?" Giles asked.
"She's awake! Better!" Hermione replied. They all got up, squeaking chairs loudly and ran out the door. As Spike tried heading out, Hermione held him back.
"What?" Spike asked happily.
"It's Malfoy. I thought you should know." Hermione whispered.
"Malfoy??" Spike's eyes flarred.
"Yes. He woke up last week. But now he officially recovered two days ago." Hermione replied.
"Well. I think I'm going to have a little talk with him before I see the Little Bit." Spike smiled and winked at them, heading off into a different direction. Hermione smiled and headed off after the rest of the gang.
******The Hospital Wing******
Harry and Dawn were laughing together and talking.
"So, where's Ron?" Dawn asked curiously. Harry looked down. "What's wrong?"
"His brother died a few weeks ago." Harry replied.
"Oh my gosh! Did they have the funeral yet??"
"Yea. I lent them so money for it. Fred and George selled their shop to help too."
"Really?? That's sad!"
"Yea. Ron and Ginny haven't returned since. Hermione and I didn't even get a letter from him."
"Oh my gosh! That's terrible. I feel so sorry for him."
"Maybe he'll be back around Christmas. Who knows."
"Uh! Stupid spell! I wish I could have been there for him! What made him... you know?"
"Well, Ron's brother is Charlie and he works with dragons-"
"Oh." The door flew open and the Scoobie gang ran in, all happy and excited.
"Dawn!" They all yelled and ran to her bedside, hugging and kissing her.
"Hi!" Dawn smiled and hugged them back. Harry stepped away, letting Dawn's family take over.
"Dawn! You are first on my bride's maids list!" Anya cried. "Well, maybe flower girl."
"Dawn! Don't ever scare me like that again!" Buffy cried as well.
"Hey, where's Spike?" Dawn asked.
"The whole gang is here praising you and all you care about is Spike?" Xander asked, outraged.
"Cool it, Xander." Buffy said sternly.
"Mhmm." Tara said slyly.
"Tara." Buffy scowled.
"Oh! Dawn! We're so happy you're OK!" Willow gushed.
"Spike is seeing someone in particualar in the time being." Hermione said, coming in.
"And I think we all know who." Oz said.
******Boys Dormitory******
The door slammed open and a full grown man stepped in.
"Err... what now?" Malfoy asked coldly, looking up.
"Your best friend." Spike answered, kicking a chair against the wall.
"Who?" Malfoy asked in a snotty way.
"Incase you don't take Defense Against the Dark Arts, I'm Spike. And you hurt my friend. And now you're going to get hurt."
"You can't hurt me. My father will fire you so fast you'll be burt."
"You so sure about that?" Spike kept in mind that he has a chip in his head, but wanted to keep a good threat going.
"You wouldn't."
"Oh, I definatly would. I have an in on your father. I know what he is. And you certainly know what you are."
"What am I then?" Spike was stumped. He forgot what Giles told him the other day.
******The Hospital Wing******
"Watcher, what's that bloody poof again?" Spike asked Giles, running into the hospital wing.
"What?" Giles asked, looking up.
"Draco Malfoy." Giles' face turned whiter than usual.
"You must never say this out loud, understood?" Giles hissed, walking closer to Spike. "Maybe it was a bad idea to tell you."
"No, I want to know god damnit."
"And no profanity in front of children!"
"Wow. A bunch of 5th years really don't know the words damnit and ass. Now what was Malfoy?"
"His family is death eaters!" Giles whispered.
"Really? Did you tell Dumblesnore that yet?"
"He's the one who told me. But he's allowing Malfoy to continue learning here for reasons."
"No wonder he always gives me this certain look everytime we review death eaters."
"Yes, well, don't tell anybody else. Especially Dawn."
"Watcher. You know I can't keep my mouth shut."
"Then maybe we can settle it over a glass of holy water."
"Watcha guys talking about?" Willow asked cheerfully, coming up to them.
"Death." Spike said quickly.
"Eating." Giles said at the same time as him. Willow gave them a confused look.
"Oh, we were discussing....the matters of......food.....poisoning. Yea! Food poisoning! Dreadful thing it is!" Spike thought panicing.
"O-K....." Willow slowly, giving them a wierd look and walking away.
"Good save." Giles said sarcastically and walked away.
******That Night******
"Dumbledore, I honestly don't think I should have a vacation at this time." Madame Pomfrey insisted.
"No, quite alright. I'm sure nothing serious will happen. Besides, we have Oz and Remess to cover for you. You did a very good job this past year, you deserve it. Atleast for a week or two." Dumbledore replied.
"Is Oz and Remess good enough for the job?"
"I think I'll be a good judge at that."
"Well, if you insist, Albus." Madame Pomfrey sighed and got up from her desk, walking out the door to her room. "But if anything goes wrong, just condure me up and I'll be ready to take anything or cure anything." Dumbledore assisted her to her room and then went back to his own. He knew Oz and Remess. They would do a splendid job. Or...atlest he hoped so.
Dawn fell asleep earlier that day but woke up again around 10 PM. She yawned and turned to her side, closing her eyes again. But then she shot them open, seeing in front of her. It was Harry. He was sleeping as well, sitting on a chair next to her bed. It turns out that he never left her bedside. Not once during those weeks. But only to go to Charlies dreadful funeral, but returned right after it since there was no talking to Ron. He would just mope around, not say much.
"Harry?" Dawn whispered. Harry didn't even stir. She put her warm hand on his cold cheek. He really his cold. "Harry?" She repeated, and this time, he woke up, opening his eyes slowly.
"Dawn?" He asked, looking back at her.
"You're cold. I don't mind sharing this bed with you." Dawn offered.
"No, that's OK." Harry insisted.
"No. You're freezing, Harry. I don't give a care in the world if I shared with you."
"I'm quite alright." Though Harry wasn't. He was shivering and almost had blue lips since it was starting to get colder. It was almost winter and starting to snow outside.
"Harry."
"Don't worry, Dawn. I'm fine."
"Harry."
"It's OK."
"Harry! I know it isn't! Now I'll scooch over and we'll share. I know you haven't left this bedside since my accident and I'm going to make some of it up to you! Now sleep!" Dawn wasn't yelling, but she made it mandatory that he had to sleep next to her and get warm under the blankets. Not to mention comfy. He didn't find a wooden chair paradise. So Harry obeyed. Besides, for him, why should he argue with that? Dawn moved over in the small bed and made way for Harry. He laid down right up against her. They didn't have much room in between them since the size of the bed, so they gave up and cuddled their backs against one another, sleeping silently. Not to mention more warmly and comfier.
******Buffy's Room******
"Love! We have to tell them sooner or later!" Spike insisted as they sat up, argueing.
"Why? Can't we keep our love to ourselves?" Buffy complained.
"Oh, OK. Let's go with that plan. And once the sneaky one sees us grabbing each others butts, what will he say?" Spike started making a high pitched voice like Xander, "Give it up, chipmunk, you'll never have a chance with Buffy. Only a souless loser would go out with you." Spike did his normal voice again. "And that quiet witch is getting to be an oddball!"
"I told her."
"You told who?"
"I told Tara."
"You told her??"
"I couldn't help it. It was before we even came here, to Hogwarts! I was confused and I still don't know much about this thing where you can hurt me!" Spike didn't have much else to say.
"Buffy. I know I say that you.... came back wrong alot. But I'm not sure either. I guess I don't care if you told Tara, but what about everybody else? Why can't they know? What makes them so different? Havng sex in the dark all of the time won't give them a better picture."
"I know! OK? I don't know if they'll think it's a good thing or not."
"Since when did you start caring about what they think? Matters what you want. You're the slayer. If they don't like it, kick their ass' into another time zone if you want." Buffy sighed.
"Fine. But when we're all together in the same room."
"Meaning the library."
"Um, yea."
"Don't be afraid."
"I'm not afraid, I'm the slayer. I'll kick your ass into another time zone if you say that again." They smiled at each other and started kissing.... and you know the rest. I just don't like saying it.
******Anya's and Xander's Room******
"I knew it! Didn't we discuss this before at Hogsmeade? You're still afraid to tell them!" Anya accused as they laid in bed.
"I'm not afraid! I just keep forgetting..." Xander said in defense.
"You forget that I'm carrying a baby? Maybe if you haven't noticed yet, Xander, but I'm getting a little fatter. Hm. I wonder why?"
"OK! OK! We'll tell them when we're all in the same room!"
"Good. Now I'll sleep more silently tonight." Anya turned off the light and went straight to sleep.
******Willow's Room******
"Coming!" Willow called out, brushing her hair. Somebody had knocked on the door. She opened the door quickly in her night robe. "Oz! What are you doing here?"
"Just wanted to stop by. Say hello." Oz replied. "And.... something else."
"What is it?" Willow asked. Oz hesitated a moment.
"Willow.... I. I love you."
"You.... what?"
"You've been all I could think about since I came back. In fact, since I left."
"R-Really?"
"I'm sorry I ever left. And, well, do you forgive me?" Oz took Willow's hand and kissed it. Willow was shocked.
"Well, of course!" Willow cried and hugged him. Oz was overjoyed and hugged back. Willow started crying a little. But it was worth it. She had missed Oz. Maybe she was a lesbian for a couple of years, but Oz made her feel more secure about the world. He would forgive her no matter what she did. Why shouldn't she to him?
******To be Continued******
Next chapter of Hogwarts and The Scoobies: Everybody admits their feelings at this certain meeting at the library. And Harry and Dawn are there too. Malfoy doesn't talk much for a while and Ron doesn't come back until after Christmas. Hermione starts to worry so she goes to visit him. And Harry and Dawn get flirtatious with each other. (not a word, but I don't care)
author's note: Yellow yous all! Incase you were wondering, I named this chapter after a song from Linkin Park. I just wanted to and I thought it matched, so there. And I'm very worried about going to the doctor to have surgery on Wensday. I may have skin cancer. Not much else to say. Thank you. And remember, nobody but youself can judge your appearance.