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Rating: PG-13

Summary: Sequel to Paint the Stars in the Sky, the Scooby Gang returns to Hogwarts to fight a new evil, Crossover with Ats and Harry Potter.

A/N: Please review or send any comments or flames to my email above :) Words inside words are what the characters are thinking, and ***( )*** is someone having a vision. Bear with me on the symbols, it doesn't let me do italics :) This takes place after Provider, Season 3 on Angel, and I guess Gone, Season 6 on Buffy.

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Chapter Twelve: Brainpower

Spike sat with Buffy, holding her hand as she stared at the cars passing by. It had been twelve hours, and no sign of Glory. The plan was simple. Find Glory, bring her to Willow, and have her do the magic mumbo jumbo she did to save Tara.

Only Glory seemed to have gone into hiding. Not even "Bob" had been sighted, and Faith was out looking for him at this very moment.

Since it was sun up, Spike and Angel were confined to the buildings. Angel rocked Connor gently, while all the Scoobies tried to complete tasks. Tara offered to help Willow, she knew what a horrible place it was to be lost inside, with no place to find shelter.

But the Scoobies found themselves unable to focus. The Slayer was lacking a brain. Without Buffy, how were they going to defeat two hellgods?

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Harry, Ron, and Hermione met Sirius in Xander's apartment, where Sirius had taken up staying. Grimly was there also, mumbling about how crappy his potting soil was.

"What's going on with the wizarding world?" Ron asked. "I haven't felt all that connected lately."

"Me either," Hermione agreed. "I haven't had a Daily Prophet in days!"

"Well then this news isn't likely to make you feel any better," Sirius slapped a paper on the table. The three crowded to read it:

*Peter Pettigrew, also known as the wizard who is associated with He- Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, has recently been spotten in Sunnydale, California. That is where it is reported the brain-sucking creature resides. This is could however just be coincidence, since the city is actually located on the Hellmouth. *

"So Pettigrew's here?" Harry asked. "What would he want? Voldemort's been permanantly defeated."

"Peter's always needed leadership. No doubt he's working for this Glory person," Sirius sighed. "The others that followed Voldemort will no doubt be making their way down here, looking for a new Dark lord," Sirius explained.

"And with Buffy unable to fight... this is starting to look really bad," Hermione realized.

"That's not the half of it. There's been word that the dark wizards are arguing over who their new leader will be. Some say the Malfoy's are looking to become powerful," Sirius told them.

Harry's face hardened. "What about Hogwarts? When can we go back? I seriously doubt Sunnydale is the safest place to be. You said it yourself : Sunnydale draws evil, so why are we staying? Hogwarts is safe!"

"Harry, it's the Slayer's territory. She has contacts, and don't forget the vampires. She's got a duty also, and we have to take her word on it. If you lot want to go back, I'll arrange for it. But Dawn is her sister, and I doubt that Buffy's going to let her sister go away when she might be in danger."

"We could go back without her," Ron told him. "I know you guys are going out, but still Harry - our lives are in danger here too."

"She's our friend," Hermione argued.

"I'm not saying ditch her, but-"

"But nothing. I'm not leaving without Dawn," Harry stated.

"Alright, then you lot better do your homework before I take you back. I imagine it's not that much of a studying enviroment at the Summer's residence."

* * *

When night fell, Spike left Buffy to hunt for Glory. He was going to make her pay for what she did. Angel headed to the other side of town, Faith going to the graveyard.

"What do we have here?" An annoyingly familiar voice asked.

Spike spun around to see Ben, standing twenty feet away.

"You," Spike growled.

"Hiya! Long time no see. Maybe that's because you're English buddy killed me," Ben laughed. "Looking for someone? Was it me?"

"Where's Glory?" Spike asked.

"THAT'S who you want? You're really no fun. I was expecting some partying, a car chase, hell even a killing spree! All the stuff I couldn't do as a human. But no, you don't want to find me, you want Glory!" Ben yelled.

Spike stared at him. "Um...yeah that's what I just bloody said isn't it?" He snapped.

Ben laughed, then moved fast, throwing Spike into a car.

The alarm went off, hurting the vampire's eardrums.

"You filthy buggar!" Spike kicked Ben in his stomach, and then sent him crashing into a building. "Where is you're hellbitch girlfriend!"

"She's not my girlfriend!" Ben laughed, punching Spike in the face.

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Faith wasn't having much luck either. Two vamps, new fledgelings that couldn't defend themselves from a butterfly; but that was it.

"Hellgod....here nasty hellgods!" She sang. "Always works for cats," She muttered.

"Faith," Someone said.

"Jesus Wesley! You scared the shit outta me," Faith told him.

"My apologies."

"It's alright. So what brings you to the Hotel of the Dead?" Faith asked.

"Well there's something I wanted to tell you. I'm sorry," Wesley told her. "I shouldn't have pried into your files, I should have told the doctor I wasn't family," he said.

"Thanks," Faith said.

"Well, I'd better get going, I need to pick up food for Connor," Wesley moved to leave, but Faith blocked his path.

"One thing Wes," Faith said, and kissed him.

Stunned, Wesley stared at her.

"Tell the man to do his own goddamn shopping," She said, and dissappeared into the night.

* * *

Gunn and Fred sat, watching over Buffy and Connor. Dawn was up in her room, taking the loss of her sister's mind hard. Tara and Willow worked day and night to get the magic to find Glory, and retrieve Buffy's brain.

"I just hope this all ends up okay," Fred said, and then heard Dawn shriek.

Cordelia bounded up the stairs first, sword in hand.

She saw Dawn in her room, screaming at a pink thing on the floor.

"Eww...what is it?" Cordelia asked. It kinda looked like...

"A brain," Dawn gasped. "I was wishing that Buffy had her brain back, and then this just appeared!"

Cordelia's mouth shaped into an O of surprise.

"Is it...Buffy's?" She asked.

"Kinda small isn't it?" Cordelia asked. "Yeah I think it's hers."

Xander and Anya came up the stairs. "Hey, what's all the WHOA! What the hell is Dawn doing with a brain?" He demanded.

Anya poked at it. "Where did you get it?" She asked.

"No! Don't touch it! That's gross!" Cordelia told her.

"What? It's just a brain?"

"My wife, she's scared of bunnies, but brains don't frighten her!" Xander remarked.

"It's Buffy's!" Dawn interrupted as Anya picked it up.

Anya dropped it. "Ew! You never said it was human! I thought it was an animal brain! How am I supposed to know her brain's that small!"

They got Willow, and soon she figured out what to do.

Placing one hand on the small brain, and another on Buffy's forehead, she muttered and incantation.

With a flash of light, the brain dissappeared, and Buffy's eyes seemed to clear.

"Oh god," Buffy shook her head. "What happened?"

"Glory ate you're brain," Xander told her.

"And we got it back?" Buffy asked.

"It was definately her brain," Dawn muttered.

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