Chapter 1
Author: Willow
Email: basketball_angel72002@yahoo.com
Rating: R (just in case for the language and sexual scenes)
Pairings: Harry/Ginny, Ali/Oz, Hermione/Ron, Willow/Sirius, Tara/Angel, Xander/Anya
Crossover: BtVS /HP
Disclaimer: All things related to HP belong to JK Rowling and all things related to Angel and BtVS belongs to Joss Whedon. not me!
A/N: I hope you like! I appreciate reviews! Thanks for reading!
~*~
Faith and Ali, the two current Slayers, stood side-by-side in fighting stance at a dark graveyard with very little light. If there was any light at all it was very dim and creepy. They began to fight the tall character. His or her face was unknown. It could not be seen. Ali fell to the ground, her ax flying off towards a grave.
Faith fought with all of her strength and might. After one final uppercut to the gut of the anonymous attacker, he or she struck the other brunette Slayer down. Willow floated in the picture, with onyx colored eyes. Black bled from the roots of her hair all the way down to her shoulders where the used-to-be red hung. She held out her hands with black energy cackling all around her.
The attacker simply muttered something and she, too, flew backwards. Oz, Xander, and Riley appeared then. Riley had his military guns and military uniform on while Oz and Xander carried many weapons. The attacker or whatever you want to call it must be a witch or wizard. It just mutters something and people fall to the ground. Just like Willow, Faith, and Ali did, the other three guys laid on the cold, damp ground.
Spike tackled the figure from behind while Angel ran in to help him. They had him down for a minute, but flew backwards when the guy said another thing. One bye one, they were all twitching on the ground or tortured like animals in an experiment laboratory.
Oz woke up all of a sudden in a pool of sweat. He had small beads dripping down his face from the dream that he just had. He panted and panted as the dream replayed in his head. "You okay?" a tired voice mumbled. It was Ali. They were in the Summer's house on their sofa. They were talking earlier and had drifted off.
"Yea" he replied getting up.
"You sure?" she asked, concerned. She wiped a sweat bead dropping from his now red hair. He was always changing his hair color. For a couple of months it was black; the next couple red; the next couple blonde, it always varied. He was a talented musician that played at the Bronze. The Scoobs brought Harry, Ali, and Draco to the Bronze finally. They all had such a great time there and went a lot in the past summer. It was almost time to go back to Hogwarts.
"Yea" he said holding onto her wrist as she brought it down further into his face, under his eyes, and wiped more sweat off. He hugged her tightly. She embraced him back, not feeling that good since she had been with Oliver, her now dead boyfriend. He was killed by a vampire. Ali dusted the vamp shortly after that though. She offered him her blood to survive, but he couldn't or he'd become a vamp. He was deprived of blood.
"I better go" Oz muttered into her ear.
"'Kay" she said. He pecked her on the lips and left.
~*~
Oz returned to his place a few minutes after he left. It was morning now; he had spent the night over there. Well, actually, he went on patrol and then slept a few hours. He stepped inside the threshold of the door to find an owl staring blankly at him with a letter attached to its foot. He scrunched his eyes to it and then took the letter off, reading it.
"Dear Mr. Osbourne,
We would be happy to have you as a part-time teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It would be appreciated if you could help teach Defense Against the Dark Arts and teach some fighting techniques. We look forward to seeing you again. Please respond back as soon as possible. Thank you.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore" it read.
"Wow" Oz muttered to himself. He took out a pen and scrawled his answer on the letter. He either accepted or declined. Oz gave the barn owl a nibble of bread and reattached the letter to it's foot, setting it off to England.
~*~
When Angel woke up the next morning, he had an owl perched upon his shirtless chest. He blinked a few more times and rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He wasn't. He looked at the neat letter.
'Angel, formerly Angelus, Scourge of Europe
Los Angeles, California' it read. He flipped it over to see a wax stamp with the Hogwarts Crest on it. "Hmm" he moaned. He opened it neatly.
"Dear Mr. Angel,
We would be happy to have you help restart the Dueling Club at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. We think that it would be safe if you brought your son, Connor, with you. Dark forces are looking for him. We look forward to seeing you again. Please respond as soon as you can.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore."
He, too, took out a pen and wrote neatly on the letter. He fed the owl and gave it a bit of water then sent it off. He walked to the refrigerator and pulled out a pouch of blood that he got from the butchers the other day. His mind couldn't get off the dark force and the Connor part. What would Connor do at a Wizarding school?
~*~
Riley was getting in at Daybreak from patrolling. He stayed out later then the rest of them. After all, he was a hot military guy. He picked up the letter the owl had dangling from his foot. He recognized the Hogwarts print and opened it.
"Dear Mr. Finn,
Hogwarts would appreciate it if you could come back and teach Defense Against the Dark Arts part time. We look forward to seeing you again. Respond right after seeing this please.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore."
He searched for a pencil and scribbled down quite a bunch then fed the owl and returned the letter to it.
~*~
"What's this?" Faith asked. She saw the owl and knew some witch or wizard sent it. She opened it and read it aloud.
"Dear Ms. Faith,
Would you please help restart the Dueling Club? We look forward to seeing you again. Please respond as soon as you get this.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore. Hmm, let's see. I would be happy too, see you on September 1." She handed the owl some food and attached the letter to it's left leg. It flew out of the window and off into the bright, sunny sky. She was a good person again. Not an evil murderer. Well, anymore at least.
~*~
"Hello?" Willow asked into the receiver of the phone. Angel was on the other line telling her about the letter he had gotten and how he accepted the offer. She gasped when he mentioned bringing Conner. "I guess it's for the best. Usually if Dumbledore says it's bad, the Big Bad usually comes. I wonder what it is this year" she said.
"Well, I'll let you go. I'll see you at school" he said and hung up. She laid the phone back down and began to walk away. The phone rang again.
She ran back to the phone. "Hello?" she asked again.
"Willow? It's Faith. Listen, I was just offered this job at Hogwarts. Can you pick me up before we go to the school? I have to help with some Dueling Club or something" Faith said.
"Yea sure."
"Thanks" and she hung up. Willow hung up once again and went back up the stairs. Willow rushed down the stairs once again as the phone rang. "Hello?" he huffed.
"Sorry, Will. Did I wake you?"
"Oh no, sorry Riley. Just a lot of calls lately."
"Well." he began.
"You got offered a job at Hogwarts?" Willow asked.
"Yea, how did you know?" he asked.
"Lucky guess. See you there." They hung up. She sat beside the phone, waiting for it to ring again. "Fine, I'm leaving." She went in the kitchen to fix breakfast. "Ahh!" she screamed as the phone rang again.
"HELLO!" she screamed into the receiver.
"Oh sorry" Oz tried to explain. "I just wanted to talk to ask Ali if we are patrolling together again. Oh yea, I'm teaching at Hogwarts so I'll see you there."
"Yea, she is patrolling tonight. Bye" and she hung up.
"Hey Will" Dawn said, smiling as she walked in. "Rough morning?" she asked clueless.
Author: Willow
Email: basketball_angel72002@yahoo.com
Rating: R (just in case for the language and sexual scenes)
Pairings: Harry/Ginny, Ali/Oz, Hermione/Ron, Willow/Sirius, Tara/Angel, Xander/Anya
Crossover: BtVS /HP
Disclaimer: All things related to HP belong to JK Rowling and all things related to Angel and BtVS belongs to Joss Whedon. not me!
A/N: I hope you like! I appreciate reviews! Thanks for reading!
~*~
Faith and Ali, the two current Slayers, stood side-by-side in fighting stance at a dark graveyard with very little light. If there was any light at all it was very dim and creepy. They began to fight the tall character. His or her face was unknown. It could not be seen. Ali fell to the ground, her ax flying off towards a grave.
Faith fought with all of her strength and might. After one final uppercut to the gut of the anonymous attacker, he or she struck the other brunette Slayer down. Willow floated in the picture, with onyx colored eyes. Black bled from the roots of her hair all the way down to her shoulders where the used-to-be red hung. She held out her hands with black energy cackling all around her.
The attacker simply muttered something and she, too, flew backwards. Oz, Xander, and Riley appeared then. Riley had his military guns and military uniform on while Oz and Xander carried many weapons. The attacker or whatever you want to call it must be a witch or wizard. It just mutters something and people fall to the ground. Just like Willow, Faith, and Ali did, the other three guys laid on the cold, damp ground.
Spike tackled the figure from behind while Angel ran in to help him. They had him down for a minute, but flew backwards when the guy said another thing. One bye one, they were all twitching on the ground or tortured like animals in an experiment laboratory.
Oz woke up all of a sudden in a pool of sweat. He had small beads dripping down his face from the dream that he just had. He panted and panted as the dream replayed in his head. "You okay?" a tired voice mumbled. It was Ali. They were in the Summer's house on their sofa. They were talking earlier and had drifted off.
"Yea" he replied getting up.
"You sure?" she asked, concerned. She wiped a sweat bead dropping from his now red hair. He was always changing his hair color. For a couple of months it was black; the next couple red; the next couple blonde, it always varied. He was a talented musician that played at the Bronze. The Scoobs brought Harry, Ali, and Draco to the Bronze finally. They all had such a great time there and went a lot in the past summer. It was almost time to go back to Hogwarts.
"Yea" he said holding onto her wrist as she brought it down further into his face, under his eyes, and wiped more sweat off. He hugged her tightly. She embraced him back, not feeling that good since she had been with Oliver, her now dead boyfriend. He was killed by a vampire. Ali dusted the vamp shortly after that though. She offered him her blood to survive, but he couldn't or he'd become a vamp. He was deprived of blood.
"I better go" Oz muttered into her ear.
"'Kay" she said. He pecked her on the lips and left.
~*~
Oz returned to his place a few minutes after he left. It was morning now; he had spent the night over there. Well, actually, he went on patrol and then slept a few hours. He stepped inside the threshold of the door to find an owl staring blankly at him with a letter attached to its foot. He scrunched his eyes to it and then took the letter off, reading it.
"Dear Mr. Osbourne,
We would be happy to have you as a part-time teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It would be appreciated if you could help teach Defense Against the Dark Arts and teach some fighting techniques. We look forward to seeing you again. Please respond back as soon as possible. Thank you.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore" it read.
"Wow" Oz muttered to himself. He took out a pen and scrawled his answer on the letter. He either accepted or declined. Oz gave the barn owl a nibble of bread and reattached the letter to it's foot, setting it off to England.
~*~
When Angel woke up the next morning, he had an owl perched upon his shirtless chest. He blinked a few more times and rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He wasn't. He looked at the neat letter.
'Angel, formerly Angelus, Scourge of Europe
Los Angeles, California' it read. He flipped it over to see a wax stamp with the Hogwarts Crest on it. "Hmm" he moaned. He opened it neatly.
"Dear Mr. Angel,
We would be happy to have you help restart the Dueling Club at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. We think that it would be safe if you brought your son, Connor, with you. Dark forces are looking for him. We look forward to seeing you again. Please respond as soon as you can.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore."
He, too, took out a pen and wrote neatly on the letter. He fed the owl and gave it a bit of water then sent it off. He walked to the refrigerator and pulled out a pouch of blood that he got from the butchers the other day. His mind couldn't get off the dark force and the Connor part. What would Connor do at a Wizarding school?
~*~
Riley was getting in at Daybreak from patrolling. He stayed out later then the rest of them. After all, he was a hot military guy. He picked up the letter the owl had dangling from his foot. He recognized the Hogwarts print and opened it.
"Dear Mr. Finn,
Hogwarts would appreciate it if you could come back and teach Defense Against the Dark Arts part time. We look forward to seeing you again. Respond right after seeing this please.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore."
He searched for a pencil and scribbled down quite a bunch then fed the owl and returned the letter to it.
~*~
"What's this?" Faith asked. She saw the owl and knew some witch or wizard sent it. She opened it and read it aloud.
"Dear Ms. Faith,
Would you please help restart the Dueling Club? We look forward to seeing you again. Please respond as soon as you get this.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore. Hmm, let's see. I would be happy too, see you on September 1." She handed the owl some food and attached the letter to it's left leg. It flew out of the window and off into the bright, sunny sky. She was a good person again. Not an evil murderer. Well, anymore at least.
~*~
"Hello?" Willow asked into the receiver of the phone. Angel was on the other line telling her about the letter he had gotten and how he accepted the offer. She gasped when he mentioned bringing Conner. "I guess it's for the best. Usually if Dumbledore says it's bad, the Big Bad usually comes. I wonder what it is this year" she said.
"Well, I'll let you go. I'll see you at school" he said and hung up. She laid the phone back down and began to walk away. The phone rang again.
She ran back to the phone. "Hello?" she asked again.
"Willow? It's Faith. Listen, I was just offered this job at Hogwarts. Can you pick me up before we go to the school? I have to help with some Dueling Club or something" Faith said.
"Yea sure."
"Thanks" and she hung up. Willow hung up once again and went back up the stairs. Willow rushed down the stairs once again as the phone rang. "Hello?" he huffed.
"Sorry, Will. Did I wake you?"
"Oh no, sorry Riley. Just a lot of calls lately."
"Well." he began.
"You got offered a job at Hogwarts?" Willow asked.
"Yea, how did you know?" he asked.
"Lucky guess. See you there." They hung up. She sat beside the phone, waiting for it to ring again. "Fine, I'm leaving." She went in the kitchen to fix breakfast. "Ahh!" she screamed as the phone rang again.
"HELLO!" she screamed into the receiver.
"Oh sorry" Oz tried to explain. "I just wanted to talk to ask Ali if we are patrolling together again. Oh yea, I'm teaching at Hogwarts so I'll see you there."
"Yea, she is patrolling tonight. Bye" and she hung up.
"Hey Will" Dawn said, smiling as she walked in. "Rough morning?" she asked clueless.
