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Buffy's eyes flickered open. She was in her bed at Hogwarts, Angel resting beside her. Careful not to rouse him, she slipped out of bed, and walked through the door.



Buffy found herself in a dimly lit chamber, presumably underground. She could only assume that anything above them was dead at the moment, because with her in the chamber were three other figures with no eyes: The Bringers. [AN- I think that's what they're called. But it's been a while since I saw that ep. Am I wrong??]



They didn't seem to notice her as she walked around the room. They continued their chant, and a dark shadow appeared: The First. Another figure appeared, cloaked in darkness. It seemed to be following The First, waiting for something.



*it was called* Buffy realized about the figure. *like Angel. Only, this one didn't resist.* Buffy's eyes saddened, as she thought of the time when The First had tried to take Angel - her Angel - away from her. And the sadness only grew, when she realized that she wasn't able to help this other person, that had fallen into darkness. She couldn't fight The First, and this was proof.



"You couldn't have helped him," came a voice from behind her. Buffy spun around, and faced a figure of a young woman. Brown hair framed her face, and emerald eyes stared back at her. Buffy jumped back. *those eyes...*



"Potter," she breathed. "You're Lily Potter."



The woman nodded. Her gaze returned to the others in the chamber. "You couldn't have helped him," she said again. "He chose his path long before you began to travel down yours."



"But, who is he? Why does The First want him?"



"Tom Riddle," Lily spoke the name with a mixture of disgust, sorrow, pain, and... was that pity? "The living Heir of Slytherin. A truly evil soul, corrupted by his own power and anger."



"Why are you showing me this?"



"You have to protect my son. I died to give him a chance to fulfill his destiny, now you must do the rest. Creatures of destiny, you both are. You can help him, guide him, show him his path. Show him hope."



The scene faded as Lily's last words floated in the air. "Hope is all we have left."



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Buffy awoke to the sounds of Giles and Angel talking. She opened her eyes, and, sure enough, they were too deep in conversation to notice her. She listened quietly, thinking also about her dream.



"Rupert, this is big. He was called by The First. Do you have any idea what that means?!"



"I'm afraid, Angel, only you can tell us that for certain. What did The First want with you, do you know?"



"Mass destruction and chaos. It wanted evil. It wanted me to lose my soul and become evil again."



"Oh dear. So, you're saying th-this Tom Riddle was called by The First to create mayhem on Earth?"



"Yes."



"Tom Riddle. I seem to remember that name from somewhere before. I'll talk to Professor Dumbledore about it. And you had better tell Buffy, I'll imagine she'll want to know."



Buffy lifted her head to look at them. "Too late. I got a creepy dream message from our dearest friend Lily Potter. How bout you, Angel?"



"James. Told you to protect Harry, and guide him?"



"Yup. Glad we could compare notes like this. Puts a whole new spin on things."



Angel chuckled. "I guess you're right. Not much diversity."



"So, do you think we should protect Harry and guide him?"



"I'd say it's a plan."



Giles shook his head, "well then, I suggest you go to class, and earn his trust."



"I gotta talk to Willow. Just making sure that she doesn't go overboard. It's great that she's trying out magic again, and starting small, but, I don't want her to go all psycho-Willow on us again."



"Yes, I completely understand," Giles answered. "I'll see you after, for some training?"



"You bet."



Giles left as Buffy dragged herself out of bed. She turned to Angel, and noticed the panic in his eyes. He was scared.



"Angel, are you ok?"



"Buffy, whoever this Tom Riddle is, he's dangerous. And, I think Harry might know who he is. Whatever is going on here, Potter is caught right in the middle of it."



"I know. But right now, I need to worry about what to wear to class. Do we even have a day plan? What are we teaching them?!"



"Physical training. We want them to be able to throw a punch before they try to throw a dagger."



"You have ths all planned out, don't you?"



"I like to be prepared."



"I knew there was a reason I married you!"



Angel moved over to her, and engulfed her in his arms. "Is that the only reason?"



Buffy leaned up to kiss him. "No."



After a second, Angel pulled away. "We really have to get ready for class now."



Buffy pouted. "Ruin my fun."



Angel just chuckled. "Later, Buffy, later."



Buffy smiled and set out getting ready for class. Angel left the room to go talk to Oz. In a few minutes, they were both ready to go and kick some student butt! But first, they had to go to breakfast.



"Angel, you have to remember to eat!"



"But Buffy-"



"No buts, mister! We already have a prophecy on our hands! We don't need any nosy students!"



"We already have nosy students," Angel pointed out.



"Good point. But we don't need nosey-er students on our case, ok?"



"Only for you, Buffy, only for you." Angel conceded.



Buffy smiled as they walked into the Great Hall, already buzzing with students. The Gryffindor table seemed to be full of people awaiting their first class, Muggle Defence. Buffy sat down between Angel and Spike.



"Spike, eat!" she hissed.



"What?" Spike wore a confused look on his face. "Why would I want to do that, Slayer?"



"Cause there's a certain brunette that would go to any lengths to prove you're not what you seem."



"So?"



"Dawn! Make him eat!"



Dawn put on her best face. "Spike," she began, "please e-"



"Fine," Spike sighed. "For you, Bit."



Dawn smiled triumphantly. Buffy flashed her a thank-you grin. Just then, Giles came over with Dumbledore in tow.



"Buffy, that dream you had was serious. You have to remember the exact details."



"Dream," Dawn asked. "Please say it wasn't a prophetic dream with the First Evil and a dude in creepy robes, and maybe a Potter relative."



"No, I'd say it was more of a past-etic dream with the First Evil, a dude in creepy robes and a Potter relative." Dawn sighed. "You too?"



"Yup."



Spike looked around. "Cripes, not you too!"



Angel looked at him, incredulous. "You had the same dream?!"



"Believe me, mate, the last thing I want is to have an connection to the likes of you!"



"Buffy," Giles started. "I need to talk to you after class. That dream is very important."



"Well, as you heard, everyone had the same dream. So, if Dawn's not busy with school, you can talk to her. Check it with Willow first."



"Yes, that would be best, I suppose." Giles went over to talk to Willow, as Buffy and Angel finished off their meals. They left quickly to go to their class, hoping that they wouldn't have any problems with Malfoy today.



As Buffy and Angel entered the class, they noticed only one student in the room, and it wasn't Hermione.



"Harry?" Buffy asked. "Something the matter?"



Harry looked up. "I know this is going to sound weird, but, I had a dream - "



Buffy sighed. "Trust me, you're in good company."



"Well, there was this thing, called The First - evil, that is. It was helping... Tom Riddle, I suppose he was called back then. I thought you might be able to help me."



Angel looked serious. "And why would you think that?"



"She told me to ask you."



Buffy looked like she knew it was coming. "You had a little spirit guide, huh? Well, who was it?" Buffy fully expected Harry to say it was one of his ancestors, or a family member, but she never expected the next words out of his mouth.



"She said her name was Jenny Calendar."



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Ok, so, there you go!! Chapter 8 is finished!! Hope you like it!