Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in this story except Caitlin.
Authors Note: This is sort of a Harry Potter/Buffy the Vampire Slayer spin- off thing, but instead of Buffy being the slayer, a girl named Lizzie is. This is like a two person POV. Mostly about Wood and Lizzie and them falling in love. Kinda crappy I know but I was bored.
This is set when Harry is 13.
Wood---
I run up to Harry, who is in the courtyard practicing his quidditch game. "So I hear a new student is coming who is 'special,'" I say.
"Yeah, my cousin Lizzie. She's The Slayer." He said, putting the emphasis on the word 'the.' "She slays vampires and other evil things."
"Then what's she doing in wizard school?" I ask.
"Oh, well she's a witch, too." He said simply, as if I was supposed to immediately understand. I gave him a confused look and he continued, "You see, her dad is a muggle, but her mom is a half-witch."
"So that makes her ΒΌ witch, right?" I interrupt.
Harry gives me a look then continues. "As I was saying, her mom is a half witch but because she's the slayer, she's a full witch, or something like that. I dunno, she didn't explain it very well."
"So how old is you slayer-cousin?" I ask. Seeing as I just broke up with my girlfriend of two years, I could use a new woman in my life.
"She's two years younger than you." He says, knowing what I meant by the question.
"So that makes her 14?" I say.
"No, she's 11. Duh, 14. 16 minus two is 14, right?" Harry says. I swear that kid can be too sarcastic at times.
At that moment, Hermione runs up to us. "Oh, my god! Have you seen her? She's absolutely stunning! She's so sophisticated looking!"
"We're talking about my cousin, that slayer, right?" Harry says trying to impress Hermione. That kid has got the hugest crush on her, it's not even funny.
"She's you cousin?" Hermione says in awe. "Ohmygod! You are so lucky!"
I stop her before she can continue anymore. "Wait a minute! What's so great about her anyways?"
Hermione says nothing, but grabs my arm and drags me to the mess hall. Harry follows us like an obedient dog. When we get there I see a large crown of people surrounding someone. Harry trots over to the crowd and disappears in it. After a few moments, he comes back out, dragging a girl with him. The girl gives him a great big hug once she's safe from the crowd of people.
That must be her. I look at her. She's really pretty. Really, REALLY, pretty. I continue to gaze at her and notice that she looks really independent. I like that in a girl. My old girlfriend wasn't independent. Depended on me to do everything. Lousy good for nothing. "Hey! Wood! Hey! Anyone home?" My thoughts are interrupted by Harry.
"What?" I ask stupidly. I notice that I'm still staring at his cousin. I quickly look away, hoping that she didn't notice. It didn't help. She notices and giggles, then gasps and whispers something to Harry. She runs over to a trunk, which I assume is hers. Hemione follows her. They dig around the trunk and produce a wand. They run back over to us.
"Sorry, Harry. Mom would have killed me if I left this in my trunk unattended." She looks at me. "It's a family heirloom, you see." She says. I notice that she has an odd accent. Certainly like nothing that I have heard before. American, I think it is.
"Ah, yes. That's great." I say, not knowing how to respond. God, why did I say that? But she laughs as if she thought it was a joke.
"Well," I say, "it seems your cousin has forgotten his manners. I'm Oliver Wood, but you can call me Wood." I stick my hand out for her to shake. She reaches out to shake it while saying, "Nice to meet you Wood. I'm Elizabeth Porter, but you can call me Liz, Lizzie, or whatever you feel like calling me." She laughs. I like her laugh. It's one of those good- natured kind of laughs. I laugh along with her.
"Lizzie, where's Caitlin? Didn't she come with you?" Harry says.
"Yeah, but I don't know where she went. Probably off somewhere making out with some guy.or girl." She says, and she and Harry laugh at this little inside joke, but it makes Hermione and me and little uncomfortable.
Hermione changes the subject by saying, "Who is this Caitlin you speak of Harry? We have only heard of one new student. Certainly not another Slayer either, seeing as there can only be one at a time unless the existing slayer dies, right?" She says, pleased with herself at how much she knows. Honestly, she can sometimes be too much of a show-off.
"She's my cousin, and best friend." Elizabeth answers for Harry. "She came here to improve her magic skills, as did I."
"Well then, if she's your best friend then why do you make fun at her?" I question. "I never see Harry make fun of Hermione or Ron."
"By the way, where is Ron? He wanted to meet you ever so much after hearing about how awesome and powerful you are." Hermione said.
"He's probably off somewhere eating doughnuts or pigging out on chocolate." Harry said. Guess that answers my question.
"Well, maybe we should go find him. I mean, if her wants to meet me ever so much. And while we're at it, Harry and I'll keep a look out for Caitlin." Elizabeth said.
We headed toward the dorm rooms. We decided to split up. Harry and I would go look for Ron in the boys' dorm, while Hermione and Elizabeth would look in the girls' dorm for Caitlin. I was kind of sad to leave Elizabeth. I wanted to get to know her better. I watched the girls go off toward the girls' dorm.
"Hey! Wood! Come on!" Harry called.
Well, at least I could grill Harry on Elizabeth. Find out if she had a boyfriend or if she was even looking. I follow Harry into the dorm and put my thoughts of Elizabeth aside until we find Ron.
So.? What do you think? Good? Bad? Iffy? Please review with constructive criticism. Thanks! More to come! No school tomorrow so I can write another chapter! This time it will be Elizabeth's POV and thoughts on Wood!
Authors Note: This is sort of a Harry Potter/Buffy the Vampire Slayer spin- off thing, but instead of Buffy being the slayer, a girl named Lizzie is. This is like a two person POV. Mostly about Wood and Lizzie and them falling in love. Kinda crappy I know but I was bored.
This is set when Harry is 13.
Wood---
I run up to Harry, who is in the courtyard practicing his quidditch game. "So I hear a new student is coming who is 'special,'" I say.
"Yeah, my cousin Lizzie. She's The Slayer." He said, putting the emphasis on the word 'the.' "She slays vampires and other evil things."
"Then what's she doing in wizard school?" I ask.
"Oh, well she's a witch, too." He said simply, as if I was supposed to immediately understand. I gave him a confused look and he continued, "You see, her dad is a muggle, but her mom is a half-witch."
"So that makes her ΒΌ witch, right?" I interrupt.
Harry gives me a look then continues. "As I was saying, her mom is a half witch but because she's the slayer, she's a full witch, or something like that. I dunno, she didn't explain it very well."
"So how old is you slayer-cousin?" I ask. Seeing as I just broke up with my girlfriend of two years, I could use a new woman in my life.
"She's two years younger than you." He says, knowing what I meant by the question.
"So that makes her 14?" I say.
"No, she's 11. Duh, 14. 16 minus two is 14, right?" Harry says. I swear that kid can be too sarcastic at times.
At that moment, Hermione runs up to us. "Oh, my god! Have you seen her? She's absolutely stunning! She's so sophisticated looking!"
"We're talking about my cousin, that slayer, right?" Harry says trying to impress Hermione. That kid has got the hugest crush on her, it's not even funny.
"She's you cousin?" Hermione says in awe. "Ohmygod! You are so lucky!"
I stop her before she can continue anymore. "Wait a minute! What's so great about her anyways?"
Hermione says nothing, but grabs my arm and drags me to the mess hall. Harry follows us like an obedient dog. When we get there I see a large crown of people surrounding someone. Harry trots over to the crowd and disappears in it. After a few moments, he comes back out, dragging a girl with him. The girl gives him a great big hug once she's safe from the crowd of people.
That must be her. I look at her. She's really pretty. Really, REALLY, pretty. I continue to gaze at her and notice that she looks really independent. I like that in a girl. My old girlfriend wasn't independent. Depended on me to do everything. Lousy good for nothing. "Hey! Wood! Hey! Anyone home?" My thoughts are interrupted by Harry.
"What?" I ask stupidly. I notice that I'm still staring at his cousin. I quickly look away, hoping that she didn't notice. It didn't help. She notices and giggles, then gasps and whispers something to Harry. She runs over to a trunk, which I assume is hers. Hemione follows her. They dig around the trunk and produce a wand. They run back over to us.
"Sorry, Harry. Mom would have killed me if I left this in my trunk unattended." She looks at me. "It's a family heirloom, you see." She says. I notice that she has an odd accent. Certainly like nothing that I have heard before. American, I think it is.
"Ah, yes. That's great." I say, not knowing how to respond. God, why did I say that? But she laughs as if she thought it was a joke.
"Well," I say, "it seems your cousin has forgotten his manners. I'm Oliver Wood, but you can call me Wood." I stick my hand out for her to shake. She reaches out to shake it while saying, "Nice to meet you Wood. I'm Elizabeth Porter, but you can call me Liz, Lizzie, or whatever you feel like calling me." She laughs. I like her laugh. It's one of those good- natured kind of laughs. I laugh along with her.
"Lizzie, where's Caitlin? Didn't she come with you?" Harry says.
"Yeah, but I don't know where she went. Probably off somewhere making out with some guy.or girl." She says, and she and Harry laugh at this little inside joke, but it makes Hermione and me and little uncomfortable.
Hermione changes the subject by saying, "Who is this Caitlin you speak of Harry? We have only heard of one new student. Certainly not another Slayer either, seeing as there can only be one at a time unless the existing slayer dies, right?" She says, pleased with herself at how much she knows. Honestly, she can sometimes be too much of a show-off.
"She's my cousin, and best friend." Elizabeth answers for Harry. "She came here to improve her magic skills, as did I."
"Well then, if she's your best friend then why do you make fun at her?" I question. "I never see Harry make fun of Hermione or Ron."
"By the way, where is Ron? He wanted to meet you ever so much after hearing about how awesome and powerful you are." Hermione said.
"He's probably off somewhere eating doughnuts or pigging out on chocolate." Harry said. Guess that answers my question.
"Well, maybe we should go find him. I mean, if her wants to meet me ever so much. And while we're at it, Harry and I'll keep a look out for Caitlin." Elizabeth said.
We headed toward the dorm rooms. We decided to split up. Harry and I would go look for Ron in the boys' dorm, while Hermione and Elizabeth would look in the girls' dorm for Caitlin. I was kind of sad to leave Elizabeth. I wanted to get to know her better. I watched the girls go off toward the girls' dorm.
"Hey! Wood! Come on!" Harry called.
Well, at least I could grill Harry on Elizabeth. Find out if she had a boyfriend or if she was even looking. I follow Harry into the dorm and put my thoughts of Elizabeth aside until we find Ron.
So.? What do you think? Good? Bad? Iffy? Please review with constructive criticism. Thanks! More to come! No school tomorrow so I can write another chapter! This time it will be Elizabeth's POV and thoughts on Wood!