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. Sorry about all the time between posts. Crazy family, they just refuse to leave me alone.
Okay, I've had a few comments on how this story is going. And I know that following the book so closely would be stupid, because everyone's read it. So, I'm assuring you guys that I have some different things than the book planned. Mostly involving Willow. However, for the kids' end of things, the plot will follow the book very closely. And you're going to see that continue for the next few parts until I can get everything set up.
So thanks again for reviewing and I'll try to get more parts out faster.
Part Nine
"Seven Muggles!"
Dawn flinched as the shout blasted over her. She opened one eye, looking quite nervously at the enraged figure of Professor Snape in his desk. A quick glance at Harry and Ron told her that they were just as scared as she was.
"You were seen by seven Muggles!" Snape continued to roar. "In a flying car! Have you no sense? This is the most irresponsible thing I have seen in my life! You're lucky if you don't get expelled!"
"Expelled?" Dawn squeaked in fear. How could she get expelled? She hadn't even started yet. Willow was so going to kill her.
"Yes," Snape nodded, glaring fiercely at the girl. "And consider yourself very fortunate that you are not in my house, otherwise I'd have expelled you on sight!"
Dawn felt her fear choking her. She wasn't in a house yet. If she got put in his, well, she was as good as gone.
"However, since you boys are Gryffindor, I will leave Professor McGonagall to deal with you," Snape snarled, sneering at Dawn. "And as for you, well, you'll just have to see if your luck holds for the night."
Dawn was pretty sure her heart was going to stop. Only the sound of the door opening saved her from bursting into tears. She heard the soft exclamation and running of feet, knowing Willow had been called.
"Oh Dawnie!" Willow exclaimed in relief, wrapping the girl in a hug. "I was so worried. About you two as well."
The boys found themselves enwrapped in a hug as well. Ron was blushing, awkwardly patting Willow's back while Harry gave himself a small smile. It was nice to have someone worry about you, and to comfort you. He could see over Willow's shoulder that Snape looked disgusted with her display of emotions. Probably planning on adding Willow to his list of people he wanted to torment.
Willow eventually pulled back, smiling briefly at all three. Harry and Ron smiled back while Dawn just bit her lip. She grapsed at Harry's hand and waited.
"HOW IN THE HELL COULD YOU BE SO STUPID!"
The shout caused everyone to jump. Snape recovered from his disgust, interest now evident on his face as Willow continued to yell at the teenagers.
"I can't believe you would do something like this!" she declared, green eyes flashing dangerously. "I ought to kick all your asses for what you put me, Giles, and the Weasleys through! Hadn't you the common sense to just wait for one of the adults to make it back to you? What were you thinking?"
"Well-"
"I don't want to hear it!" she cut Ron off. "Ron, your Mom told me that she would deal with you herself. But Harry and Dawn, well, I've been asked to deal with both of you. And the two of you are so grounded!"
"Grounded?" Ron repeated, frowning at the sullen faces of his friends. "What's that mean?"
"It means she's confining us to our rooms for an undetermined amount of time," Dawn replied sulkily.
"Darn tootin' I am," Willow nodded, eyes losing some of their fire. "And that's on top of whatever Professor McGonagall has in store for you two. Right now, I've been told to bring you to the Great Hall. The Sorting is almost over, and Dawn you have to get sorted before the night is out. And you two, well, just march!"
All three teens jumped to attention, filing out of the room in single file. Willow watched them with a stern eye, turning back to Professor Snape.
"Are you coming Professor?" she asked in a lighter tone than before. Snape was a bit shocked at her display of outrage, nodding only numbly before following her and the children back to the Hall.
*****
Dawn didn't like this whole sorting thing. Here she was, already grounded and on the brink of expulsion, being forced to stand up in front of the school like a fool. Professor McGonagall stood in front of her, frowning severely at her. No doubt she had heard of the circumstances of Dawn's arrival at the school, and was probably not too happy with the new student. Still, Dawn prayed to God she was put in McGonagall's house instead of Snape's.
She was told to sit on a stool and she did so nervously. Her eyes swept over the crowd, picking out Harry, Ron, and Hermione pretty fast. The brunette was smiling encouragingly while the boys were still moping about their punishment. Fred and George waved wildly at her while Ginny looked on curiously. Moving her eyes to the left, she saw the Slytherin table. Draco Malfoy was standing up, sneering in her direction. Oh, she so did not like that boy.
The hat was plopped down on her head during her brief reverie. Dawn started when she felt the thing start to move.
"Well, well, what to do?"
Dawn was floored.
"You talk!" she whispered dumbfoundedly at the hat.
"Of course I talk," it laughed at her. "I'm the Sorting Hat. I have to pronounce your house, you know. Now, what do we have here. Slayer blood, most interesting. The Slayer is a creature of the dark, forced into that world at birth. It's in the blood, as you could say . . ."
"Not Slytherin," Dawn pleaded, immediately seeing where the hat was going.
"Why not?" it demanded of her. "You would fit in nicely. They couldn't even bother you about being Muggle born. You were never born, you were made. Of course, maybe you would like to keep that to yourself."
"Yes please."
"Very well, but I still say you could do well in Slytherin. The darkness that follows you from the blood of a Slayer, well, that would make you easily adaptable to that environment."
"But-"
"Then again," the hat cut her off. "There is this business of the light in you. From your former existence no doubt. A very bright light, combatting with the darkness from the blood. Gives you a healthy balance within yourself. So, to follow the light or the dark?"
"The light," Dawn replied immediately. "Besides, putting me in Slytherin would be a waste of your time. Snape is getting ready to expel me if I go there, and then all this work would have been for nothing."
"Very well," the hat grumbled. "After all, the Slayer blood gives you more than the darkness. It gives you the power of a lion, I can see you have the heart of a lion, and from what I see in your memories, you do on occasion have the mouth of a lion. Very well, you belong in GRYFFINDOR!"
The table erupted into cheers at the announcement. Ron, Harry, Hermione, and the other Weasley children had jumped to their feet in celebration. Dawn heaved a little sigh of relief, taking the hat from her head and handing it back to Professor McGonagall.
"Detention," was all the woman had to say. Dawn nodded, gratefully taking the punishment as she turned on shaky legs to join her house. She slipped a quick glance to the table. Snape looked unhappy and Willow was flitting back and forth. Dawn knew the redhead was excited for her, but also resolved to be angry and disciplinatory towards her. Snape was just mad he didn't get to expel her or the boys for their actions.
The only person who seemed at all happy was the old man at the front. Dawn took in the long white beard and robes and knew. This was Professor Dumbledore. His eyes were twinkling in amusement as she sat down at her table, a small smile touching his lips. Dawn couldn't help but smile back before turning to her new housemates.
*****
Willow angrily flipped through Dawn's luggage, mumbling to herself as she did so. Nothing was damaged or missing, something the redhead was grateful for considering how the girl had arrived. She couldn't get over how irresponsible Dawn had been. You think that at least one of those three would have seen how taking the car would have been a bad idea. But no, they just all climbed in and nearly got themselves killed.
Teenagers.
Dawn was off with her roommates, getting ready for bed. Willow pulled the girl's school robes from her luggage, deciding to put them out for Dawn tomorrow. She gave them a little shake as she took them out, unprepared for the object that came flying out of them.
Frowning, Willow dropped the robes on Dawn's bed and made for the object on the ground. It was a ring. She picked in up, sliding it onto her thumb unconsciously and staring at it. It was rather large, silver ring with a large red ruby in the middle. She felt a smile come to her face when she figured it out. This looked like one of Buffy's old school rings. The blonde had a ton from both LA and Sunnydale High.
Willow got to her feet, the ring still on her thumb, as she sifted through the rest of Dawn's luggage. She discovered most of Buffy's accessories in them, shaking her head as she pulled all them out. Dawn had a habit of taking Buffy's things, especially now that Buffy was gone. Said it helped her keep her sister close.
The redhead sighed, putting all things back into the suitcase and shutting it. She honestly didn't know what to expect nowadays. Yes, they were at this school and Dawn and her would be taken care of. But what did the future hold? Willow couldn't shake the feeling that something would happen, someone would come after them. All those years on the Hellmouth, and the terror of the last year, just made it hard for her to relax. She kept expecting something to happen. She kept waiting for the next vampire or demon to jump out and try to kill one of them. It made her tense and nervous.
What she couldn't grasp was that all of that was over. They weren't in the direct line of fire anymore. They weren't targets, they weren't being hunted. They were now, in this place anyway, normal. They had nothing to worry about, nothing to fear, no apocalypse on the horizon or even hungry vamp in the near future. It was a strange feeling, something almost akin to . . . safe?
She felt safe, which in itself was bizarre. She hadn't felt safe in over six years, not since she had learned about what went bump in the night. And what about Dawn? All that girl remembered was the panic and fear of the dark, that's all she had ever known. What would she make of this world with it's lack of anything remotely Sunnydale-ish?
Willow sighed, shaking her head to clear her thoughts. She was thinking far too much again. Things had changed, like she knew they would after Buffy died. Maybe she wasn't quite expecting this, but still, she had been expecting something. No point in moaning about it, this was her life now. And it wasn't unpleasant, it was very appealing. It just wasn't familiar.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of the girls. Dawn flashed her a nervous smile before making her way over to the redhead.
"Two weeks," Willow stated in greeting. "Other than classes, detention, and meals, you will not leave this room. Understand?"
"Yes Willow," Dawn mumbled, hanging her head a bit. Willow nodded, absently kissing the top of Dawn's head as she made her way out of the room.
"Goodnight girls."
"Goodnight Miss Rosenburg," they chorused together. Willow waved tiredly before closing the door. The events of the day were catching up with the redhead and she was looking forward to falling into her bed. She needed to get some rest.
After all, tomorrow was going to be a big day.
*****
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. Sorry about all the time between posts. Crazy family, they just refuse to leave me alone.
Okay, I've had a few comments on how this story is going. And I know that following the book so closely would be stupid, because everyone's read it. So, I'm assuring you guys that I have some different things than the book planned. Mostly involving Willow. However, for the kids' end of things, the plot will follow the book very closely. And you're going to see that continue for the next few parts until I can get everything set up.
So thanks again for reviewing and I'll try to get more parts out faster.
Part Nine
"Seven Muggles!"
Dawn flinched as the shout blasted over her. She opened one eye, looking quite nervously at the enraged figure of Professor Snape in his desk. A quick glance at Harry and Ron told her that they were just as scared as she was.
"You were seen by seven Muggles!" Snape continued to roar. "In a flying car! Have you no sense? This is the most irresponsible thing I have seen in my life! You're lucky if you don't get expelled!"
"Expelled?" Dawn squeaked in fear. How could she get expelled? She hadn't even started yet. Willow was so going to kill her.
"Yes," Snape nodded, glaring fiercely at the girl. "And consider yourself very fortunate that you are not in my house, otherwise I'd have expelled you on sight!"
Dawn felt her fear choking her. She wasn't in a house yet. If she got put in his, well, she was as good as gone.
"However, since you boys are Gryffindor, I will leave Professor McGonagall to deal with you," Snape snarled, sneering at Dawn. "And as for you, well, you'll just have to see if your luck holds for the night."
Dawn was pretty sure her heart was going to stop. Only the sound of the door opening saved her from bursting into tears. She heard the soft exclamation and running of feet, knowing Willow had been called.
"Oh Dawnie!" Willow exclaimed in relief, wrapping the girl in a hug. "I was so worried. About you two as well."
The boys found themselves enwrapped in a hug as well. Ron was blushing, awkwardly patting Willow's back while Harry gave himself a small smile. It was nice to have someone worry about you, and to comfort you. He could see over Willow's shoulder that Snape looked disgusted with her display of emotions. Probably planning on adding Willow to his list of people he wanted to torment.
Willow eventually pulled back, smiling briefly at all three. Harry and Ron smiled back while Dawn just bit her lip. She grapsed at Harry's hand and waited.
"HOW IN THE HELL COULD YOU BE SO STUPID!"
The shout caused everyone to jump. Snape recovered from his disgust, interest now evident on his face as Willow continued to yell at the teenagers.
"I can't believe you would do something like this!" she declared, green eyes flashing dangerously. "I ought to kick all your asses for what you put me, Giles, and the Weasleys through! Hadn't you the common sense to just wait for one of the adults to make it back to you? What were you thinking?"
"Well-"
"I don't want to hear it!" she cut Ron off. "Ron, your Mom told me that she would deal with you herself. But Harry and Dawn, well, I've been asked to deal with both of you. And the two of you are so grounded!"
"Grounded?" Ron repeated, frowning at the sullen faces of his friends. "What's that mean?"
"It means she's confining us to our rooms for an undetermined amount of time," Dawn replied sulkily.
"Darn tootin' I am," Willow nodded, eyes losing some of their fire. "And that's on top of whatever Professor McGonagall has in store for you two. Right now, I've been told to bring you to the Great Hall. The Sorting is almost over, and Dawn you have to get sorted before the night is out. And you two, well, just march!"
All three teens jumped to attention, filing out of the room in single file. Willow watched them with a stern eye, turning back to Professor Snape.
"Are you coming Professor?" she asked in a lighter tone than before. Snape was a bit shocked at her display of outrage, nodding only numbly before following her and the children back to the Hall.
*****
Dawn didn't like this whole sorting thing. Here she was, already grounded and on the brink of expulsion, being forced to stand up in front of the school like a fool. Professor McGonagall stood in front of her, frowning severely at her. No doubt she had heard of the circumstances of Dawn's arrival at the school, and was probably not too happy with the new student. Still, Dawn prayed to God she was put in McGonagall's house instead of Snape's.
She was told to sit on a stool and she did so nervously. Her eyes swept over the crowd, picking out Harry, Ron, and Hermione pretty fast. The brunette was smiling encouragingly while the boys were still moping about their punishment. Fred and George waved wildly at her while Ginny looked on curiously. Moving her eyes to the left, she saw the Slytherin table. Draco Malfoy was standing up, sneering in her direction. Oh, she so did not like that boy.
The hat was plopped down on her head during her brief reverie. Dawn started when she felt the thing start to move.
"Well, well, what to do?"
Dawn was floored.
"You talk!" she whispered dumbfoundedly at the hat.
"Of course I talk," it laughed at her. "I'm the Sorting Hat. I have to pronounce your house, you know. Now, what do we have here. Slayer blood, most interesting. The Slayer is a creature of the dark, forced into that world at birth. It's in the blood, as you could say . . ."
"Not Slytherin," Dawn pleaded, immediately seeing where the hat was going.
"Why not?" it demanded of her. "You would fit in nicely. They couldn't even bother you about being Muggle born. You were never born, you were made. Of course, maybe you would like to keep that to yourself."
"Yes please."
"Very well, but I still say you could do well in Slytherin. The darkness that follows you from the blood of a Slayer, well, that would make you easily adaptable to that environment."
"But-"
"Then again," the hat cut her off. "There is this business of the light in you. From your former existence no doubt. A very bright light, combatting with the darkness from the blood. Gives you a healthy balance within yourself. So, to follow the light or the dark?"
"The light," Dawn replied immediately. "Besides, putting me in Slytherin would be a waste of your time. Snape is getting ready to expel me if I go there, and then all this work would have been for nothing."
"Very well," the hat grumbled. "After all, the Slayer blood gives you more than the darkness. It gives you the power of a lion, I can see you have the heart of a lion, and from what I see in your memories, you do on occasion have the mouth of a lion. Very well, you belong in GRYFFINDOR!"
The table erupted into cheers at the announcement. Ron, Harry, Hermione, and the other Weasley children had jumped to their feet in celebration. Dawn heaved a little sigh of relief, taking the hat from her head and handing it back to Professor McGonagall.
"Detention," was all the woman had to say. Dawn nodded, gratefully taking the punishment as she turned on shaky legs to join her house. She slipped a quick glance to the table. Snape looked unhappy and Willow was flitting back and forth. Dawn knew the redhead was excited for her, but also resolved to be angry and disciplinatory towards her. Snape was just mad he didn't get to expel her or the boys for their actions.
The only person who seemed at all happy was the old man at the front. Dawn took in the long white beard and robes and knew. This was Professor Dumbledore. His eyes were twinkling in amusement as she sat down at her table, a small smile touching his lips. Dawn couldn't help but smile back before turning to her new housemates.
*****
Willow angrily flipped through Dawn's luggage, mumbling to herself as she did so. Nothing was damaged or missing, something the redhead was grateful for considering how the girl had arrived. She couldn't get over how irresponsible Dawn had been. You think that at least one of those three would have seen how taking the car would have been a bad idea. But no, they just all climbed in and nearly got themselves killed.
Teenagers.
Dawn was off with her roommates, getting ready for bed. Willow pulled the girl's school robes from her luggage, deciding to put them out for Dawn tomorrow. She gave them a little shake as she took them out, unprepared for the object that came flying out of them.
Frowning, Willow dropped the robes on Dawn's bed and made for the object on the ground. It was a ring. She picked in up, sliding it onto her thumb unconsciously and staring at it. It was rather large, silver ring with a large red ruby in the middle. She felt a smile come to her face when she figured it out. This looked like one of Buffy's old school rings. The blonde had a ton from both LA and Sunnydale High.
Willow got to her feet, the ring still on her thumb, as she sifted through the rest of Dawn's luggage. She discovered most of Buffy's accessories in them, shaking her head as she pulled all them out. Dawn had a habit of taking Buffy's things, especially now that Buffy was gone. Said it helped her keep her sister close.
The redhead sighed, putting all things back into the suitcase and shutting it. She honestly didn't know what to expect nowadays. Yes, they were at this school and Dawn and her would be taken care of. But what did the future hold? Willow couldn't shake the feeling that something would happen, someone would come after them. All those years on the Hellmouth, and the terror of the last year, just made it hard for her to relax. She kept expecting something to happen. She kept waiting for the next vampire or demon to jump out and try to kill one of them. It made her tense and nervous.
What she couldn't grasp was that all of that was over. They weren't in the direct line of fire anymore. They weren't targets, they weren't being hunted. They were now, in this place anyway, normal. They had nothing to worry about, nothing to fear, no apocalypse on the horizon or even hungry vamp in the near future. It was a strange feeling, something almost akin to . . . safe?
She felt safe, which in itself was bizarre. She hadn't felt safe in over six years, not since she had learned about what went bump in the night. And what about Dawn? All that girl remembered was the panic and fear of the dark, that's all she had ever known. What would she make of this world with it's lack of anything remotely Sunnydale-ish?
Willow sighed, shaking her head to clear her thoughts. She was thinking far too much again. Things had changed, like she knew they would after Buffy died. Maybe she wasn't quite expecting this, but still, she had been expecting something. No point in moaning about it, this was her life now. And it wasn't unpleasant, it was very appealing. It just wasn't familiar.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of the girls. Dawn flashed her a nervous smile before making her way over to the redhead.
"Two weeks," Willow stated in greeting. "Other than classes, detention, and meals, you will not leave this room. Understand?"
"Yes Willow," Dawn mumbled, hanging her head a bit. Willow nodded, absently kissing the top of Dawn's head as she made her way out of the room.
"Goodnight girls."
"Goodnight Miss Rosenburg," they chorused together. Willow waved tiredly before closing the door. The events of the day were catching up with the redhead and she was looking forward to falling into her bed. She needed to get some rest.
After all, tomorrow was going to be a big day.
*****