Hee hee!! I got a lot of positive feedback for chappa 10, so, here's chappa 11!!
This goes out to Trinity Last... thx for the e-mail... I'm pressed for time as it is... what with homework and all... and I completely forgot about this story... but, I can't let down my most devoted fan! So, here it is!!
Sorry it took so long! Really sorry!! Blame my teachers!!
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Harry looked up in shock into the face of his professors. Behind the shock in his mind, a little voice of reason piped up. This explained a lot. It explained why Dumbledore brought them in. It explained why Professor Summers was so good at fighting. It explained why they knew so much. But there was one thing it didn't explain.
"Why me?"
"I beg your pardon?" Giles asked the boy.
"Why me? Why was I chosen to know this? Why did I have the dream? Why can't I be a normal kid."
"Normal is overrated," Buffy said. "Harry, if you were 'normal' you never would have met Hermione, or Ron, or Hagrid or Dumbledore or anyone else in this place! If you were 'normal' you wouldn't be playing quidditch, you wouldn't have known any of this existed. Nobody worth paying attention to is 'normal.' I've done without it since I was fifteen, and I've done just fine."
"And as for why you were chosen to bear the dream, well, I should think that's fairly obvious," Giles stated. "You're directly tied into all of this. Voldemort went after you when you were merely an infant, and now it is your right to know why."
"But I don't," Harry realized. "I don't know why. All I know is that I was visited in a dream by a woman named Jenny Calendar, and that she had an instant effect on you all."
Giles noticeably paled. "Pardon me?"
Angel looked sharply at Buffy. "You didn't tell him?"
Buffy shrugged. "I might have forgotten to mention it. But, hey, kinda worried about The First. A lot on my mind right now, like, oh, I don't know, the Apocalypse!"
"It's alright Buffy. We realize you have a lot on your mind. But, well, I would have liked to know earlier."
"What aren't you telling me about her?" Harry asked. "Please, I want to know. I want to know everything."
Giles sighed. "You can't know everything, Mr. Potter. Even the oldest among us does not know everything."
"Although I bet Giles comes pretty close," Buffy joked. Giles smiled at her attempt at humour. "Well, Giles, where do we start?"
"From the beginning." Giles paused and thought for a bit. "Well, I suppose the story belongs to Buffy."
"I was fifteen. One of the popular kids that everyone wants to be just like, but secretly hates. And then my entire world imploded, and I was left with this, the real world, the world that nobody wants to see. I went around LA, fighting vamps, kicking ass, doing everything a Slayer should do. Then I got expelled, and my mom and I moved to Sunnydale. I thought I could escape it there, but I couldn't. Giles found me first, forced me to face my destiny. Then I found Angel, or, Angel found me. It was odd. He'd show up, now and then, to warn me about life threatening peril, and then he'd disappear for a week. Another thing happened that never happened before. I made friends. Real friends, not the ones in LA who only liked me when I was wearing the latest trends and dating the hottest guys. And they knew who I was, what I was. So, I went along, fighting evil, each one worse than the last, and I had all these great people to back me up. A lot of stuff happened along the way, but eventually, I ended up here, with a new big bad, and a new bunch of people who need me."
Giles looked at her. "Do you realize, that what you just said, took me volumes and volumes to record?"
"It's the slightly edited version," Buffy remarked.
"Heavily edited more like," Angel told her.
"It doesn't tell me anything," Harry pointed out. "Who was Jenny Calendar?"
"Why must you press the subject?" Giles asked sadly.
"Why must you avoid it?" Harry shot back.
"That was Giles-speak!" Buffy exclaimed. She received glares from Harry and Giles. "Ok. Well, Jenny Calendar was..."
"She taught at Sunnydale High," Giles continued.
"And she knew things, about demons, and... and about souls," Angel went on.
"But, then she," Buffy searched for the right way to say it. "She died."
"How?"
Angel looked at the ground. "I killed her." Buffy looked over at Angel with concern.
"No, you didn't." she told him. "Angelus did. You are not responsible for him. And don't ever think you are."
Angelus. Harry heard that name before, but where? Oh, how he wished Hermione was here right now. She'd know exactly who he was. Harry racked his brain, and his mind suddenly figured it out. Angelus was a vampire. The worst vampire ever known. He caused more destruction than Voldemort. He was stronger than him too. Angelus, the Scourge of Europe.
"Angelus?" Harry asked, incredulous. "You mean, the Scourge of Europe?"
"Yes, Mr. Potter, one in the same."
"But-" Harry stopped. The wheels in his head began to turn, and everything clicked. He came to a startling realization. Hermione was right, Professor O'Donerty was a vampire. And not just any vampire. He was Angelus, Scourge of Europe.
Harry got up and bolted for the door. He had to get out. Panic was taking over, and reason left him. The only coherent thought in his mind was escape. And he would do anything he had to to get out.
Before he got halfway to the door, he was grabbed by a solid hand on his arm. He spun around to face Buffy, and instinct took over. Harry's fist flew at Buffy's face. She blocked it easily.
"Harry, calm down!" she screamed at him. "Angel will not hurt you! And if you think you can hit me when you've only been doing this for one day, you seriously need mental help."
Harry paused and thought about what she had said. "But, he's a vampire!"
Buffy took a deep breath. "Harry, sometimes you have to look beneath the surface. If you judge people on what they are, you won't get anywhere in life. It's who they are, that's what counts. Harry, I'm the Slayer! You think I don't know he's a vampire?! I can practically smell it a mile away! He wreaks of vampire! But I got past it. There's a lot about him you don't know. And you won't, unless you sit down and listen."
Harry inhaled deeply. "I suppose you're right." He slowly made his way over to the couch. Angel tried not to make eyes contact, and kept his gaze to the floor. Harry realized just how guilty he was.
Buffy looked to Giles, Angel, and finally Harry, and began her tale, from beginning to end, leaving little out.
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Harry walked slowly into Gryffindor common room in a daze. He could barely register Hermione and Ron walking towards him. He nodded at them and continued up to the dorms in a trance-like state.
They had told him everything he needed to know. Buffy had shared every experience, every thought, every feeling with him. It was too much to take. Suddenly the Dursleys didn't seem so bad. She had suffered more in one day than he had in his whole lifetime! What he didn't know, was she was leaving something out. Something very important, about Dawn. What he didn't know was that Dawn was the Key. He knew nothing of Buffy's death, either of them. The most important things to know about his new professors, and he didn't know it at all. But he didn't know that.
Harry was broken out of his reverie by a hand waving in front of hie eyes. He blinked sharply and jerked out of his thoughts. He stared up into the concerned faces of Ron and Hermione. They were clearly upset about him since he hadn't shown up for the rest of the day.
"Harry, are you all right?" Hermione asked.
"I'm fine, Hermione." It didn't sound convincing in his own ears.
"No you're not fine," Ron said. "What happened?"
"Did they know about the dream?" Hermione asked. "Did they help you?"
Harry wanted to tell them. He wanted more than ever to confide in his two best friends. But he knew he couldn't. "I just need to sleep," he told them. "I'm tired, that's all." He saw their disbelieving looks. "Really, I'm fine."
Ron and Hermione nodded. "All right, then. Sleep well, Harry." They left the room after one last worried look in his direction. Harry sunk into his bed and drifted slowly into a dreamless sleep.
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All right, I know... I write really short chapters, and some of them are wasted on pointless dialogue... what can I say... I've been watching Dragonball Z for too long... lol... so... yea...
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