Chapter 6 (I think, I've sort of lost count) - The Decent into Insanity
Continues
The next morning, in which Ron, Harry and Dean fielded awkward questions about things they didn't really know about, was relatively normal. That's if you leave out the part where Hermione thought that she was living the life of a TV show. All went well until it was time for everyone's favourite and the class that is used as a plot bunny in most Harry Potter fan fics because it's so damn easy to exploit, potions. That morning they were blessed with the fact that all their classes were with the Gryffindors, which was safe; any comments Hermione made to anyone could be fixed. But, alas, as per usual the Gryffindors had potions with the Slytherins.
Hermione, who had been chatting away happily all morning suddenly sprung an obviously important question Dean's way as they were lining up to go into potions. She asked him, "So, Buffy, has there been any sign of Angelus around lately? I mean, he might be planning something, he's been way too quiet."
Mentally, Dean began firing off a rather long and vulgar list of swear words, what he said ever so politely was, "No, I haven't. But I'm a bit afraid of what he might do next. He knows how to scare us and what he's doing; it's a dangerous situation for us to be in."
Hermione nodded seriously as Ron and Harry stood there wondering what was going on. Then, Snape appeared and ordered them to go into the classroom (A/N: this is for you Evil Willow), Hermione turned to Harry, Ron and Dean, "It's Giles, and I wonder what he's doing teaching science." She broke out into a huge grin as Dean rolled his eyes in exasperation and smiled and waved as she walked past Snape and into the classroom.
They walked to the back of the class and took their seats Ron and Harry looked to Dean for an explanation, "I'll tell you later, better not make Snape too suspicious. I mean, I don't think anyone has actually smiled at him before."
As the rest of the class filed in and settled down Hermione suddenly gasped, Dean stifled a groan as he turned to look at her and asked her, "What's wrong?"
Hermione turned to Dean with her eyes wide and her face pale, "Didn't you just see who walked in?"
Dean looked around and shook his head; it was just the normal class, Lavender, Parvati, Seamus, Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy, the people that were normally there. And that is what he said to her, "No, just the normal people."
This just freaked out Hermione more; she turned and pointed at Malfoy who was sitting next to Crabbe and Goyle, "It's Spike, Angelus and Drusilla, sitting in our class! How'd they get here?"
Dean opened his mouth just as Snape interrupted him, "Could you please be quiet while I explain what the potion entails. You're not here to talk."
Dean waited as Snape turned his attention to the rest of the class and whispered to Hermione, "I see them now, I don't know how they got in here. They must be using some sort of spell to get around." Dean said this in the vain hope that Hermione would agree with him, this would explain how 'Spike', 'Drusilla' and 'Angelus' were wondering around in the daylight.
Hermione nodded, "I think it may be research time tonight. Don't you think?"
Dean nodded and whispered to her, "After class, don't approach them, I don't want to make a scene. They won't be able to do anything with so many people around, and me breathing down their necks."
The conversation ended and Hermione turned to the front of the class and focused on Snape, or, as Hermione saw it, her good friend and on occasion, saviour. Again, Harry and Ron looked at the tense and stressed Dean for an explanation, he mouthed to them, 'later'.
Class went on with the usual innuendo, Snape taking points and giving points liberally, Malfoy doing the usual teasing and Harry doing the 'don't pick on me, I'm innocent' routine which was backed by his house. After class they lingered as long as possible, trying to avoid Malfoy and his posse. Unfortunately, they couldn't avoid Snape, who was impatiently waiting for them to leave. He glared at them, "Are you going to leave now?"
Silently they walked through the rows of benches, Hermione looking down, puzzled with the behaviour of her supposed father figure. Just as they were walking out the door Hermione turned to Snape and said, "What's wrong with you today? You've been so. so mean."
Snape looked at the impassioned Hermione sceptically and decided, in his impatience, to take what she said as a jest, "Aren't I always?"
Hermione, close to tears whirled around and stalked out of the classroom, her friends following close behind her. She turned around and said to them, "What's wrong with him? Do you think he's like this because of what happened to Jenny?"
Ron had already come up with a battle plan for Hermione's identity problem, nod, smile and pretend you know what they're talking about. He also agreed with everything that Hermione said, which was an advisable plan, "Yeah, I think so."
Hermione sighed and hung her head as they walked up the corridor to wards the Great Hall, "I know he's hurting, but there's nothing more we could do; we tried our best to save her," Hermione put her arm companiably around Dean, "and I know that you did your best. It's not Buffy's fault that Angel turned all mean and nasty either; it would have happened eventually anyway."
Dean, Harry and Ron nodded as they separated at a junction in the corridors. Hermione waved to them as she walked towards arithmancy on her own. Harry and Ron immediately turned to Dean and Harry asked, "So what in the world is happening now?"
Dean sighed and began to walk towards divination, "Well, it appears that Hermione has made Malfoy be Spike, a vampire, one of Buffy's enemies. That means that Crabbe and Goyle are Drusilla and Angelus. Drusilla is Spike's girlfriend, who is an insane vampire and Angelus is a vampire as well. But it doesn't end there. Angelus used to be Angel, who had a soul, but was still a vampire and Buffy's boyfriend, he lost his soul because Buffy slept with him." Dean looked at Ron and Harry who were still absorbing this large chunk of information, "You still with me?"
Harry nodded and Ron stopped, cocked his head, thought about it for a second then nodded.
"Also, Hermione thinks that Snape is Giles, the guy who helps Buffy and is Xander and Willow's friend. Here's where it gets a bit complicated, Angelus killed Jenny, who was Giles' girlfriend. Hermione reckons that Giles, who is Snape, is being foul to us because he blames us for her death," Dean finished his lengthy speech as he climbed the ladder into the divination classroom.
Harry and Ron just stared at each other as they paused to think about what Dean had just explained to them. Harry said to Ron, "This is going to be so much more difficult than I thought it was going to be."
Ron nodded, "This is going to be hell."
Meanwhile.Hermione was having a bit of fun on her own while in her little Buffy universe.
Hermione took her seat in the arithmancy classroom and took out a book to read while she waited. As soon as a certain blonde haired boy entered her head snapped up to look at him with wide eyes. It was Spike. The guy that Hermione dreamed about, the tough British larrikin who made looking evil so much more fun than it sounded. She stared at Malfoy until he sat in his seat and continued staring at him until he turned around to look at her, and then proceeded to give her an overly clichéd sneer (A/N: hey, I'm not one to buck a trend).
Hermione looked away from him as class started, but soon enough her eyes wandered his way again. So what did the irate Malfoy do? He sneered. And he sneered. And he sneered until all the fun that he ever found in sneering was gone. Fortunately for him class ended and he could finally confront her and call her derogatory names that had lost all meaning.
Again, Hermione lingered after class, waiting for everyone else to leave until she exited. As soon as she was outside, Malfoy was in her face, "What are you doing staring at me?"
Hermione reeled back in fright and tried to form her answer, instead, she just stood there opening her mouth and then closing it again. Finally, the cat let go of her tongue as Malfoy took a threatening step towards her, "Well, you usually aren't in class and I was, uhh, wondering.wondering what you were doing there with it not being your class and all." she trailed off and then started to look around at everything except Malfoy.
Draco was put off by what she said, he was always in her arithmancy class, so what was she on about? He took a step back and said to her, "I'm in your arithmancy class."
Hermione just jerkily nodded and then began walking away from him backwards and soon turned around and broke into a jog. Draco just looked at her run away with a puzzled look on his face; he was wondering just what had happened to his little mud blood.
Hermione ran through the doors of the Great Hall and ran over to Ron and Harry, who were holding down the fort while Dean went and banged his head against a brick wall out of exasperation. She sat down with a wild and excited look on her face, "Guys, you'll never guess what happened."
Ron looked at her and decided to humour her, "You met your long lost sister who just happens to be a Swiss yodelling champion."
Hermione just laughed flippantly and continued, "Spike was in my math class, just sitting there. And the thing was.he kept looking at me and then came up to me after class and asked *me* what I was doing staring at him. Isn't that so bizarre? A mean and evil vampire getting paranoid about me staring at him."
Harry had already clicked to the fact that Spike was the infamous Draco Malfoy and asked her, "Did he hurt you or anything?"
"No, but he did do the whole I'm-threatening-you-don't-do-anything-that- will-threaten-me-or-else thing."
Harry nodded sadly, he oh-so wanted a chance to have an excuse to do something to Malfoy. Ron continued eating with gusto as the end of lunchtime was nearing. Hermione noticed his disgusting eating habits, "Uh, Willow, don't you think you should slow down a bit? The food on your plate isn't going to disappear."
Ron looked up and answered with his mouth full of egg sandwich, "What do you mean?"
"I mean, slow down and stop stuffing yourself."
Hermione's comments were ignored and Ron continued to stuff himself like he was loading the back of a semi trailer. The day went by, of course it was filled with Hermione's pointed stares at a confused and rather chuffed Draco; being stared at by a girl all day isn't bad for a boys ego.
The night didn't go by thought without some more scandals. Hermione was sitting around the library with a reluctant Dean and Ron who were both 'researching' the spell which allowed Spike, Angelus and Drusilla wander around in the day time. What do you know, up walked Draco and his transportable mountains, Crabbe and Goyle.
Ron and Dean looked at each other in panic; this scene was going to be ugly.
Hermione's Point of View
The research was going nowhere; no one could find a thing about spells that made vampires immune to sunlight. It was also no help that Giles had flipped us off and that Xander had bailed out on us, we needed all the help we could get.
It was getting late when suddenly, the people we feared the most walked in, Spike, Angelus and Drusilla. This was not when we wanted to see them, which is not saying that we wanted to see them at all. But at that moment we were unprepared, there were only three of us and they obviously had tricks up their sleeves.
Buffy stood up to face them as did Willow, I wasn't as brave; even with the slayer with me I still had fear deep within me. I stumbled to my feet, my hands shaking with fear as I looked for weapons behind me and found none; the weapons were across the other side of the library.
Spike was the first to speak, "So, what's happening here, a little reading club?" He smirked knowingly at us, "Or maybe you're trying to read about our little trick. But you won't find it; you're just little lambs waiting for slaughter."
Angelus paced behind us with his hand on his chin and turned to face us, "Have you checked on your little friend Xander lately?"
Buffy held her head hight, even though I could tell that she was hurting so badly inside, "No, I'm sure he's fine. Thanks for asking though; I'm sure he'll be touched to hear that you care."
Angelus took a few meandering steps towards Buffy, "Well, last time I saw him, he didn't look that *fine* to me." He smirked at Buffy who had lost a little bit of her composure.
I noticed that Spike was looking at me oddly; I didn't want to show any weakness in front of them, they would play on it at every chance. I lifted my chin and looked him directly in the eye, instead of seeing pure evil and hate I saw a splash of humanity that I never knew existed. But he was evil, how can he have any humanity in him after what I'd seen him do?
I snapped back to reality realising that Angelus had been goading Buffy and that Drusilla had joined in on the act too. Drusilla wasn't exactly threatening, she was just agreeing with everything Angelus said, except she was doing it in a crazy, round about way.
Spike stepped back into the scene and began off where he left, "So, you're all sitting here in the library, how endearing. Buffy the vampire slayer can't do her job alone, she has to have some poor little weasel and a book worm that she has to constantly save all the time with her. You have some back up team there slayer."
I could see Buffy, and even Willow bristle at what he said and in a flash, Willow was across the distance that separated us and lashed out at Spike in a flurry of fists and feet. Buffy quickly pulled her off before Willow did damage to herself and Angelus and Drusilla looked on amused.
Spike picked himself up, dusted himself off and walked out, with Angelus and Drusilla following. Just before they left Buffy called out to them, "We'll get you sooner or later. You're tricks can't protect you forever."
End POV
Draco picked himself up, dusted himself off and walked out, with Crabbe and Goyle following. Just before they left Dean called out to them, "We'll get you sooner or later. You're body guards can't protect you forever."
Another session of Draco insulting them and Ron lashing out at Draco, with his bodyguards agreeing with him all the way had ended. Dean looked over at Ron and then at Hermione, who was obviously translating the previous scene into the context of Buffy. Dean sighed and said, "I think we should leave, get an early night."
Hermione silently nodded a look of defeat and shock on her face. Ron jumped up enthusiastically from the chair he was residing in, "Righto, let's get going then shall we?"
They walked out of the library with Hermione lagging behind, "You know what Spike said back there Buffy?" Dean nodded. "It's not true. You don't need us to be a good slayer; you're the heart of the team. I think that we are more of a hindrance than help."
Dean replied on a guess, as he had watched Buffy before and knew how these conversations worked, "You guys are the core of it. Without research we'd be nowhere, I'd be running around killing things as if I were blind. That and we are a team, meaning, more than one. So don't worry about it."
Hermione nodded and they continued through the hallways of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry until they reached their respective dorms of the Gryffindor house and promptly fell asleep. With out a thought in the world of their dear friend Harry, or if you like, Xander.
A/N: thanks to people who review, you're input is good! Sorry it took so long to get another chapter up (that is if you read this fic and check on its progress) things happen. Remember, reviews are good and flames are toasty.
The next morning, in which Ron, Harry and Dean fielded awkward questions about things they didn't really know about, was relatively normal. That's if you leave out the part where Hermione thought that she was living the life of a TV show. All went well until it was time for everyone's favourite and the class that is used as a plot bunny in most Harry Potter fan fics because it's so damn easy to exploit, potions. That morning they were blessed with the fact that all their classes were with the Gryffindors, which was safe; any comments Hermione made to anyone could be fixed. But, alas, as per usual the Gryffindors had potions with the Slytherins.
Hermione, who had been chatting away happily all morning suddenly sprung an obviously important question Dean's way as they were lining up to go into potions. She asked him, "So, Buffy, has there been any sign of Angelus around lately? I mean, he might be planning something, he's been way too quiet."
Mentally, Dean began firing off a rather long and vulgar list of swear words, what he said ever so politely was, "No, I haven't. But I'm a bit afraid of what he might do next. He knows how to scare us and what he's doing; it's a dangerous situation for us to be in."
Hermione nodded seriously as Ron and Harry stood there wondering what was going on. Then, Snape appeared and ordered them to go into the classroom (A/N: this is for you Evil Willow), Hermione turned to Harry, Ron and Dean, "It's Giles, and I wonder what he's doing teaching science." She broke out into a huge grin as Dean rolled his eyes in exasperation and smiled and waved as she walked past Snape and into the classroom.
They walked to the back of the class and took their seats Ron and Harry looked to Dean for an explanation, "I'll tell you later, better not make Snape too suspicious. I mean, I don't think anyone has actually smiled at him before."
As the rest of the class filed in and settled down Hermione suddenly gasped, Dean stifled a groan as he turned to look at her and asked her, "What's wrong?"
Hermione turned to Dean with her eyes wide and her face pale, "Didn't you just see who walked in?"
Dean looked around and shook his head; it was just the normal class, Lavender, Parvati, Seamus, Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy, the people that were normally there. And that is what he said to her, "No, just the normal people."
This just freaked out Hermione more; she turned and pointed at Malfoy who was sitting next to Crabbe and Goyle, "It's Spike, Angelus and Drusilla, sitting in our class! How'd they get here?"
Dean opened his mouth just as Snape interrupted him, "Could you please be quiet while I explain what the potion entails. You're not here to talk."
Dean waited as Snape turned his attention to the rest of the class and whispered to Hermione, "I see them now, I don't know how they got in here. They must be using some sort of spell to get around." Dean said this in the vain hope that Hermione would agree with him, this would explain how 'Spike', 'Drusilla' and 'Angelus' were wondering around in the daylight.
Hermione nodded, "I think it may be research time tonight. Don't you think?"
Dean nodded and whispered to her, "After class, don't approach them, I don't want to make a scene. They won't be able to do anything with so many people around, and me breathing down their necks."
The conversation ended and Hermione turned to the front of the class and focused on Snape, or, as Hermione saw it, her good friend and on occasion, saviour. Again, Harry and Ron looked at the tense and stressed Dean for an explanation, he mouthed to them, 'later'.
Class went on with the usual innuendo, Snape taking points and giving points liberally, Malfoy doing the usual teasing and Harry doing the 'don't pick on me, I'm innocent' routine which was backed by his house. After class they lingered as long as possible, trying to avoid Malfoy and his posse. Unfortunately, they couldn't avoid Snape, who was impatiently waiting for them to leave. He glared at them, "Are you going to leave now?"
Silently they walked through the rows of benches, Hermione looking down, puzzled with the behaviour of her supposed father figure. Just as they were walking out the door Hermione turned to Snape and said, "What's wrong with you today? You've been so. so mean."
Snape looked at the impassioned Hermione sceptically and decided, in his impatience, to take what she said as a jest, "Aren't I always?"
Hermione, close to tears whirled around and stalked out of the classroom, her friends following close behind her. She turned around and said to them, "What's wrong with him? Do you think he's like this because of what happened to Jenny?"
Ron had already come up with a battle plan for Hermione's identity problem, nod, smile and pretend you know what they're talking about. He also agreed with everything that Hermione said, which was an advisable plan, "Yeah, I think so."
Hermione sighed and hung her head as they walked up the corridor to wards the Great Hall, "I know he's hurting, but there's nothing more we could do; we tried our best to save her," Hermione put her arm companiably around Dean, "and I know that you did your best. It's not Buffy's fault that Angel turned all mean and nasty either; it would have happened eventually anyway."
Dean, Harry and Ron nodded as they separated at a junction in the corridors. Hermione waved to them as she walked towards arithmancy on her own. Harry and Ron immediately turned to Dean and Harry asked, "So what in the world is happening now?"
Dean sighed and began to walk towards divination, "Well, it appears that Hermione has made Malfoy be Spike, a vampire, one of Buffy's enemies. That means that Crabbe and Goyle are Drusilla and Angelus. Drusilla is Spike's girlfriend, who is an insane vampire and Angelus is a vampire as well. But it doesn't end there. Angelus used to be Angel, who had a soul, but was still a vampire and Buffy's boyfriend, he lost his soul because Buffy slept with him." Dean looked at Ron and Harry who were still absorbing this large chunk of information, "You still with me?"
Harry nodded and Ron stopped, cocked his head, thought about it for a second then nodded.
"Also, Hermione thinks that Snape is Giles, the guy who helps Buffy and is Xander and Willow's friend. Here's where it gets a bit complicated, Angelus killed Jenny, who was Giles' girlfriend. Hermione reckons that Giles, who is Snape, is being foul to us because he blames us for her death," Dean finished his lengthy speech as he climbed the ladder into the divination classroom.
Harry and Ron just stared at each other as they paused to think about what Dean had just explained to them. Harry said to Ron, "This is going to be so much more difficult than I thought it was going to be."
Ron nodded, "This is going to be hell."
Meanwhile.Hermione was having a bit of fun on her own while in her little Buffy universe.
Hermione took her seat in the arithmancy classroom and took out a book to read while she waited. As soon as a certain blonde haired boy entered her head snapped up to look at him with wide eyes. It was Spike. The guy that Hermione dreamed about, the tough British larrikin who made looking evil so much more fun than it sounded. She stared at Malfoy until he sat in his seat and continued staring at him until he turned around to look at her, and then proceeded to give her an overly clichéd sneer (A/N: hey, I'm not one to buck a trend).
Hermione looked away from him as class started, but soon enough her eyes wandered his way again. So what did the irate Malfoy do? He sneered. And he sneered. And he sneered until all the fun that he ever found in sneering was gone. Fortunately for him class ended and he could finally confront her and call her derogatory names that had lost all meaning.
Again, Hermione lingered after class, waiting for everyone else to leave until she exited. As soon as she was outside, Malfoy was in her face, "What are you doing staring at me?"
Hermione reeled back in fright and tried to form her answer, instead, she just stood there opening her mouth and then closing it again. Finally, the cat let go of her tongue as Malfoy took a threatening step towards her, "Well, you usually aren't in class and I was, uhh, wondering.wondering what you were doing there with it not being your class and all." she trailed off and then started to look around at everything except Malfoy.
Draco was put off by what she said, he was always in her arithmancy class, so what was she on about? He took a step back and said to her, "I'm in your arithmancy class."
Hermione just jerkily nodded and then began walking away from him backwards and soon turned around and broke into a jog. Draco just looked at her run away with a puzzled look on his face; he was wondering just what had happened to his little mud blood.
Hermione ran through the doors of the Great Hall and ran over to Ron and Harry, who were holding down the fort while Dean went and banged his head against a brick wall out of exasperation. She sat down with a wild and excited look on her face, "Guys, you'll never guess what happened."
Ron looked at her and decided to humour her, "You met your long lost sister who just happens to be a Swiss yodelling champion."
Hermione just laughed flippantly and continued, "Spike was in my math class, just sitting there. And the thing was.he kept looking at me and then came up to me after class and asked *me* what I was doing staring at him. Isn't that so bizarre? A mean and evil vampire getting paranoid about me staring at him."
Harry had already clicked to the fact that Spike was the infamous Draco Malfoy and asked her, "Did he hurt you or anything?"
"No, but he did do the whole I'm-threatening-you-don't-do-anything-that- will-threaten-me-or-else thing."
Harry nodded sadly, he oh-so wanted a chance to have an excuse to do something to Malfoy. Ron continued eating with gusto as the end of lunchtime was nearing. Hermione noticed his disgusting eating habits, "Uh, Willow, don't you think you should slow down a bit? The food on your plate isn't going to disappear."
Ron looked up and answered with his mouth full of egg sandwich, "What do you mean?"
"I mean, slow down and stop stuffing yourself."
Hermione's comments were ignored and Ron continued to stuff himself like he was loading the back of a semi trailer. The day went by, of course it was filled with Hermione's pointed stares at a confused and rather chuffed Draco; being stared at by a girl all day isn't bad for a boys ego.
The night didn't go by thought without some more scandals. Hermione was sitting around the library with a reluctant Dean and Ron who were both 'researching' the spell which allowed Spike, Angelus and Drusilla wander around in the day time. What do you know, up walked Draco and his transportable mountains, Crabbe and Goyle.
Ron and Dean looked at each other in panic; this scene was going to be ugly.
Hermione's Point of View
The research was going nowhere; no one could find a thing about spells that made vampires immune to sunlight. It was also no help that Giles had flipped us off and that Xander had bailed out on us, we needed all the help we could get.
It was getting late when suddenly, the people we feared the most walked in, Spike, Angelus and Drusilla. This was not when we wanted to see them, which is not saying that we wanted to see them at all. But at that moment we were unprepared, there were only three of us and they obviously had tricks up their sleeves.
Buffy stood up to face them as did Willow, I wasn't as brave; even with the slayer with me I still had fear deep within me. I stumbled to my feet, my hands shaking with fear as I looked for weapons behind me and found none; the weapons were across the other side of the library.
Spike was the first to speak, "So, what's happening here, a little reading club?" He smirked knowingly at us, "Or maybe you're trying to read about our little trick. But you won't find it; you're just little lambs waiting for slaughter."
Angelus paced behind us with his hand on his chin and turned to face us, "Have you checked on your little friend Xander lately?"
Buffy held her head hight, even though I could tell that she was hurting so badly inside, "No, I'm sure he's fine. Thanks for asking though; I'm sure he'll be touched to hear that you care."
Angelus took a few meandering steps towards Buffy, "Well, last time I saw him, he didn't look that *fine* to me." He smirked at Buffy who had lost a little bit of her composure.
I noticed that Spike was looking at me oddly; I didn't want to show any weakness in front of them, they would play on it at every chance. I lifted my chin and looked him directly in the eye, instead of seeing pure evil and hate I saw a splash of humanity that I never knew existed. But he was evil, how can he have any humanity in him after what I'd seen him do?
I snapped back to reality realising that Angelus had been goading Buffy and that Drusilla had joined in on the act too. Drusilla wasn't exactly threatening, she was just agreeing with everything Angelus said, except she was doing it in a crazy, round about way.
Spike stepped back into the scene and began off where he left, "So, you're all sitting here in the library, how endearing. Buffy the vampire slayer can't do her job alone, she has to have some poor little weasel and a book worm that she has to constantly save all the time with her. You have some back up team there slayer."
I could see Buffy, and even Willow bristle at what he said and in a flash, Willow was across the distance that separated us and lashed out at Spike in a flurry of fists and feet. Buffy quickly pulled her off before Willow did damage to herself and Angelus and Drusilla looked on amused.
Spike picked himself up, dusted himself off and walked out, with Angelus and Drusilla following. Just before they left Buffy called out to them, "We'll get you sooner or later. You're tricks can't protect you forever."
End POV
Draco picked himself up, dusted himself off and walked out, with Crabbe and Goyle following. Just before they left Dean called out to them, "We'll get you sooner or later. You're body guards can't protect you forever."
Another session of Draco insulting them and Ron lashing out at Draco, with his bodyguards agreeing with him all the way had ended. Dean looked over at Ron and then at Hermione, who was obviously translating the previous scene into the context of Buffy. Dean sighed and said, "I think we should leave, get an early night."
Hermione silently nodded a look of defeat and shock on her face. Ron jumped up enthusiastically from the chair he was residing in, "Righto, let's get going then shall we?"
They walked out of the library with Hermione lagging behind, "You know what Spike said back there Buffy?" Dean nodded. "It's not true. You don't need us to be a good slayer; you're the heart of the team. I think that we are more of a hindrance than help."
Dean replied on a guess, as he had watched Buffy before and knew how these conversations worked, "You guys are the core of it. Without research we'd be nowhere, I'd be running around killing things as if I were blind. That and we are a team, meaning, more than one. So don't worry about it."
Hermione nodded and they continued through the hallways of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry until they reached their respective dorms of the Gryffindor house and promptly fell asleep. With out a thought in the world of their dear friend Harry, or if you like, Xander.
A/N: thanks to people who review, you're input is good! Sorry it took so long to get another chapter up (that is if you read this fic and check on its progress) things happen. Remember, reviews are good and flames are toasty.