Title: Dance Upon My Fingertips
Author: eena_angel2001
Rating: PG-13 to R
Disclaimer: Don't own anyone.
Category: HP/BTVS crossover (Yeah, I'm going to attempt one)
Pairings: Willow/Charlie Weasley, Hermione/Draco, Harry/Dawn, Ron/?
Spoilers: Season Five, the Gift for BTVS. CoS movie for HP.
Notes: Harry and the chaps get upgraded to fourteen for this fic. But otherwise, nothing is changed. For BTVS, no Willow/Tara relationship.
Summary: I decided to try one! After Buffy's death, Dawn and Willow have to move on . . .
Author's Notes: Thanks to all the people who reviewed so far. It's really encouraging, and helpful since this is my first endeavour into the HP world. I apologize humbly for the floom/floo mistake. I could have sworn it was floom from what I saw in the movie, must have been those adorable English accents messing me up. But have no fear, I now have access to the books and promise to look things up before I write them.
As well, since most people approve of these pairings, I'm keeping them. Sorry to those who wanted them changed. But on the bright side, as soon as I finish this one, I might write another with different pairings.
So again, thank you all and keep the feedback coming. I appreciate all of it, criticism and all, it's really helping with my writing.
Part Seven
"But where is she?!"
Giles sighed, swallowing his own fears for a second before turning to face Willow.
"Willow, you need to get on the train," he informed the redhead evenly.
"But Dawn!" she wailed, eyes frantically flickering over the platform. Molly stood with Arthur, wringing her hands as she stalked in front of the closed barrier. The barrier that had closed right after Molly entered it. The barrier that had stranded Ron, Harry, and Dawn in the Muggle World while they were all on their way to Hogwarts.
"I will see to Dawn," Giles's voice interrupted her thoughts, the Englishman pushing her further into the train. "You need to get to Hogwarts with the other students. I will find Dawn and get her there myself."
"But-"
"On the train Willow," his voice brooked no room for argument. The redhead sighed, worried eyes still on the platform.
"You can sit with me Miss Rosenburg," came the polite offer from her elbow. Willow turned, shooting Hermione Granger a frazzled smile. She felt Giles nudging her once more, while the conductor was pulling her into the train.
"Really miss, we must push off."
Willow swallowed a frustrated shriek, shooting Giles a glare.
"You find her Giles," she instructed the older man.
"I will," he promised. "I swear it."
Willow shook her head, following Hermione further into the train. Once they reached the compartment Hermione had claimed, the redhead all but sank into the seats. Her eyes were glazed with a blind panic, her chest heaving with gasps.
"I lost Dawn," she muttered absently to herself. "I promised Buffy I would take care of her and everything, and I lost her. I had her for all of four months and I lost her. Buffy had her for much longer and she didn't lose her! I can't believe this!"
"It'll be okay," Hermione soothed the newest faculty member. "Harry is really bright and resourceful, and Ron . . . well he's good at following Harry's orders."
"That doesn't help!" Willow wailed. "They're three fourteen years stranded in London on their own. They must be so frightened!"
*****
"Here you go Selena. You can hang here and don't worry too much about the school year. We're bound to be dead before we get there."
"Would you stop saying discouraging things to your cat?"
Dawn turned a frown to the front seat, glaring at Ron, the driver. Her fingers remained petting her new cat Selena, the black kitten purring as the girl stroked her fur. Every now and then Hedwig let out a shrill, prompting the girl to pet her as well. Both animals seemed to be vying for her attention, but she barely noticed. No Dawn was more focused on Ron right now.
"We were seen like ten times," she pointed out. "If we don't die from your driving, I'm pretty sure there's a legion of wizards waiting to kill us at the school."
"Well, so much for thinking positively," Harry muttered from the passenger seat. He flicked a curious glance over to Ron, green eyes crinkling with worry.
"Can you see the train?" he asked nervously. Ron exchanged a slightly worried look with his best friend, shooting a look to the clouds around them.
"I guess we can go down and look," he suggested.
"Make sure that invisibility thingy is on!" Dawn cautioned. "Do not want a repeat of what happened in the parking lot."
"I know," Ron huffed. "I'm not a complete dolt."
"So only partly?" Dawn returned innocently. Harry swallowed his laughter at the sight of Ron's reddening face.
"Come on you two," he chuckled. "Enough already. Dawn, we had no other choice. And Ron is doing much better now."
"Fine," the girl agreed. "But I reserve the right to laugh in your faces when this all blows up."
Ron rolled his eyes, lowering the car gently through the clouds. Soon they were travelling along the railway track, Dawn and Harry straining in their seats to catch a glimpse of the train.
"Okay, we found the track," Dawn murmured, looking out the front mirror. "Where's the train?"
There was a silence in the car as all three tried to spot any sign of the Hogwarts Express. Very faintly, Dawn thought she heard the sound of whistling.
"Did you guys hear that?" she asked, frowning as she tried to locate the source of the sound.
"Yeah, we must be close," Ron surmised, beaming with pride. Harry smiled too, clapping his friend on the back.
"Uh, guys . . ."
"Well done Ron," Harry congratulated his friend, not really hearing Dawn's stammer from behind. "We'll be at the school in no time."
"Guys-"
"Maybe a little late," Ron guessed, adjusting his mirrors again. "But shouldn't be too-"
"Guys, it's behind us!"
That shriek got their attention. Ron's eyes went to his rearview mirror as Harry swivelled in his seat to look behind them. And sure enough, there it was, Hogwarts Express in all its glory. Right behind them, just like Dawn said. Right behind them, going way faster than they were.
"Ron!" Harry shouted in alarm. Ron gave a shout of surprise, twisting the wheel frantically to get off the track. And that was only the beginning of what went wrong. The car spun in the air, tossing all three companions about. Harry hit the car door so many times that it burst open. And the Boy Who Lived fell out the open door.
Harry cried out, latching onto the handle of the door. He swung in the air for a few seconds, barely hearing his own shouts of fear.
"Hold on Harry!" Ron shouted.
"Harry!" Dawn yelled, leaping over the front seat to fall next to Ron. The girl dove across the seat, grappling at the hands of the periled boy. She grasped his hand, ignoring Ron's shout of moving her legs. Dawn just held on for dear life, hoisting Harry up back onto his seat. The boy fell against her as he reentered the car, pressing against the seat as Dawn scrambled to shut the door.
Finally safe again, the three teens fell back in their seats in relief. Dawn shook her head, tossing Harry a disbelieving look.
"Are you okay?" she asked breathlessly. Harry nodded a few times, absently fixing his glasses as he stared out the front window.
"Thanks to you," he stuttered. "Thank you."
"No problem," she returned, tone still breathless. She turned to Ron, nudging the driver with her elbow.
"You okay too?" she asked. He nodded jerkily, hands gripping the wheel tightly. His knuckles were as white as his face, making Dawn a bit uneasy.
"Maybe we should pull over," she suggested. Harry laughed nervously at that.
"Where?" he asked her. "By that bunch of clouds, or that one?"
She huffed, scrunching up her nose in defeat.
"Fine, but he better pull himself together," she muttered, pointing to Ron. "I never thought I would see the day that I would prefer driving with Cordelia, but congratulations Ron. You have made that happened."
"Shut up," Ron muttered, not sure what she meant but knew it had to be some sort of commentary on his driving. And not a good one at that.
"Stop it," Harry ordered listlessly. "Ron, straight on to Hogwarts. And no more fights, please? I've had my fill for the day."
Dawn and Ron nodded grudgingly, both worried for their friend. Dawn stretched out a hand, giving Harry's a squeeze before scrambling back to the animals. Ron smirked at the look on Harry's face after that, but said nothing. They drove on in silence until they reached the castle.
And that's when more things went wrong.
*****
Author: eena_angel2001
Rating: PG-13 to R
Disclaimer: Don't own anyone.
Category: HP/BTVS crossover (Yeah, I'm going to attempt one)
Pairings: Willow/Charlie Weasley, Hermione/Draco, Harry/Dawn, Ron/?
Spoilers: Season Five, the Gift for BTVS. CoS movie for HP.
Notes: Harry and the chaps get upgraded to fourteen for this fic. But otherwise, nothing is changed. For BTVS, no Willow/Tara relationship.
Summary: I decided to try one! After Buffy's death, Dawn and Willow have to move on . . .
Author's Notes: Thanks to all the people who reviewed so far. It's really encouraging, and helpful since this is my first endeavour into the HP world. I apologize humbly for the floom/floo mistake. I could have sworn it was floom from what I saw in the movie, must have been those adorable English accents messing me up. But have no fear, I now have access to the books and promise to look things up before I write them.
As well, since most people approve of these pairings, I'm keeping them. Sorry to those who wanted them changed. But on the bright side, as soon as I finish this one, I might write another with different pairings.
So again, thank you all and keep the feedback coming. I appreciate all of it, criticism and all, it's really helping with my writing.
Part Seven
"But where is she?!"
Giles sighed, swallowing his own fears for a second before turning to face Willow.
"Willow, you need to get on the train," he informed the redhead evenly.
"But Dawn!" she wailed, eyes frantically flickering over the platform. Molly stood with Arthur, wringing her hands as she stalked in front of the closed barrier. The barrier that had closed right after Molly entered it. The barrier that had stranded Ron, Harry, and Dawn in the Muggle World while they were all on their way to Hogwarts.
"I will see to Dawn," Giles's voice interrupted her thoughts, the Englishman pushing her further into the train. "You need to get to Hogwarts with the other students. I will find Dawn and get her there myself."
"But-"
"On the train Willow," his voice brooked no room for argument. The redhead sighed, worried eyes still on the platform.
"You can sit with me Miss Rosenburg," came the polite offer from her elbow. Willow turned, shooting Hermione Granger a frazzled smile. She felt Giles nudging her once more, while the conductor was pulling her into the train.
"Really miss, we must push off."
Willow swallowed a frustrated shriek, shooting Giles a glare.
"You find her Giles," she instructed the older man.
"I will," he promised. "I swear it."
Willow shook her head, following Hermione further into the train. Once they reached the compartment Hermione had claimed, the redhead all but sank into the seats. Her eyes were glazed with a blind panic, her chest heaving with gasps.
"I lost Dawn," she muttered absently to herself. "I promised Buffy I would take care of her and everything, and I lost her. I had her for all of four months and I lost her. Buffy had her for much longer and she didn't lose her! I can't believe this!"
"It'll be okay," Hermione soothed the newest faculty member. "Harry is really bright and resourceful, and Ron . . . well he's good at following Harry's orders."
"That doesn't help!" Willow wailed. "They're three fourteen years stranded in London on their own. They must be so frightened!"
*****
"Here you go Selena. You can hang here and don't worry too much about the school year. We're bound to be dead before we get there."
"Would you stop saying discouraging things to your cat?"
Dawn turned a frown to the front seat, glaring at Ron, the driver. Her fingers remained petting her new cat Selena, the black kitten purring as the girl stroked her fur. Every now and then Hedwig let out a shrill, prompting the girl to pet her as well. Both animals seemed to be vying for her attention, but she barely noticed. No Dawn was more focused on Ron right now.
"We were seen like ten times," she pointed out. "If we don't die from your driving, I'm pretty sure there's a legion of wizards waiting to kill us at the school."
"Well, so much for thinking positively," Harry muttered from the passenger seat. He flicked a curious glance over to Ron, green eyes crinkling with worry.
"Can you see the train?" he asked nervously. Ron exchanged a slightly worried look with his best friend, shooting a look to the clouds around them.
"I guess we can go down and look," he suggested.
"Make sure that invisibility thingy is on!" Dawn cautioned. "Do not want a repeat of what happened in the parking lot."
"I know," Ron huffed. "I'm not a complete dolt."
"So only partly?" Dawn returned innocently. Harry swallowed his laughter at the sight of Ron's reddening face.
"Come on you two," he chuckled. "Enough already. Dawn, we had no other choice. And Ron is doing much better now."
"Fine," the girl agreed. "But I reserve the right to laugh in your faces when this all blows up."
Ron rolled his eyes, lowering the car gently through the clouds. Soon they were travelling along the railway track, Dawn and Harry straining in their seats to catch a glimpse of the train.
"Okay, we found the track," Dawn murmured, looking out the front mirror. "Where's the train?"
There was a silence in the car as all three tried to spot any sign of the Hogwarts Express. Very faintly, Dawn thought she heard the sound of whistling.
"Did you guys hear that?" she asked, frowning as she tried to locate the source of the sound.
"Yeah, we must be close," Ron surmised, beaming with pride. Harry smiled too, clapping his friend on the back.
"Uh, guys . . ."
"Well done Ron," Harry congratulated his friend, not really hearing Dawn's stammer from behind. "We'll be at the school in no time."
"Guys-"
"Maybe a little late," Ron guessed, adjusting his mirrors again. "But shouldn't be too-"
"Guys, it's behind us!"
That shriek got their attention. Ron's eyes went to his rearview mirror as Harry swivelled in his seat to look behind them. And sure enough, there it was, Hogwarts Express in all its glory. Right behind them, just like Dawn said. Right behind them, going way faster than they were.
"Ron!" Harry shouted in alarm. Ron gave a shout of surprise, twisting the wheel frantically to get off the track. And that was only the beginning of what went wrong. The car spun in the air, tossing all three companions about. Harry hit the car door so many times that it burst open. And the Boy Who Lived fell out the open door.
Harry cried out, latching onto the handle of the door. He swung in the air for a few seconds, barely hearing his own shouts of fear.
"Hold on Harry!" Ron shouted.
"Harry!" Dawn yelled, leaping over the front seat to fall next to Ron. The girl dove across the seat, grappling at the hands of the periled boy. She grasped his hand, ignoring Ron's shout of moving her legs. Dawn just held on for dear life, hoisting Harry up back onto his seat. The boy fell against her as he reentered the car, pressing against the seat as Dawn scrambled to shut the door.
Finally safe again, the three teens fell back in their seats in relief. Dawn shook her head, tossing Harry a disbelieving look.
"Are you okay?" she asked breathlessly. Harry nodded a few times, absently fixing his glasses as he stared out the front window.
"Thanks to you," he stuttered. "Thank you."
"No problem," she returned, tone still breathless. She turned to Ron, nudging the driver with her elbow.
"You okay too?" she asked. He nodded jerkily, hands gripping the wheel tightly. His knuckles were as white as his face, making Dawn a bit uneasy.
"Maybe we should pull over," she suggested. Harry laughed nervously at that.
"Where?" he asked her. "By that bunch of clouds, or that one?"
She huffed, scrunching up her nose in defeat.
"Fine, but he better pull himself together," she muttered, pointing to Ron. "I never thought I would see the day that I would prefer driving with Cordelia, but congratulations Ron. You have made that happened."
"Shut up," Ron muttered, not sure what she meant but knew it had to be some sort of commentary on his driving. And not a good one at that.
"Stop it," Harry ordered listlessly. "Ron, straight on to Hogwarts. And no more fights, please? I've had my fill for the day."
Dawn and Ron nodded grudgingly, both worried for their friend. Dawn stretched out a hand, giving Harry's a squeeze before scrambling back to the animals. Ron smirked at the look on Harry's face after that, but said nothing. They drove on in silence until they reached the castle.
And that's when more things went wrong.
*****