Disclaimer: I own them, I own them all. *Laughs Madly* No really though. JK
and Joss own them, I only borrowed them for a little bit.
(A/N, I have no idea what the time difference is between America and England, so lets say that when Buffy gets there it will be afternoon the day she leaves. Sorry.)
Teaching is a whole different Language.
The street was fairly deserted but it was almost time for school to come out, so that would change very quickly. Buffy looked both ways before crossing the road. She looked up at the house in front of her and took a breath.
The place wasn't shabby but it wasn't her home. The shock was that this was where her sister was staying now, not with Buffy. She walked to the door and knocked. A lady answered the door.
"Hi." Buffy smiled. "I'm here to see my dad. I'm Buffy Summers."
"Oh, okay. Come on in."
"Thanks." She entered a large lounge room. "Do you know what time Dawn will come home?" She asked the lady.
"Oh, miss will not be home for another hour. She is staying after school to help in the library."
Buffy smiled. Dawn wasn't unlike her, and it seemed that Dawn missed Giles books. She was interrupted in her thoughts by an angry man.
"What do you thing that your doing here?" Her father demanded. Buffy spun.
"Just what is that supposed to mean? I am your daughter!"
"You know exactly what I mean."
"I received your horrible letter and I wanted to discuss things cavalry to your face. I also wanted to see if you had the guts to say what you said in the letter to my face."
"Sure I do. Buffy, I don't trust you to care for Dawn."
"Yeah, sure and I don't trust you with her so where does that leave us?" She placed her hands on her hips.
"It leaves us in a situation that I will not let you take my daughter from me!"
"You took her from me first. Or don't you remember, you were the one that deserted us. And I am your daughter, or don't you remember that either?"
"How DARE you? You come into my house then demand something that you know doesn't belong to you."
"Dawn belongs to no one! She is her own free person!"
"I know that!"
"Look, dad, I didn't come here to argue with you. I came to ask you if Dawn can come to stay for a while. Even to visit for a little while."
"I really don't think that you can care for her."
"I can, but that is apparently beside the point. Of course you know that I work at a school now. Don't you think that a boarding school with live in staff is more than capable of looking after one more student?"
"Very well. I accept your point. I will ask Dawn when she would like to come stay with you and we will write to you to let you know when she will be coming."
"I'll come and get her, alright. I have free travel with my new employers."
"How on earth did you get a job at a school?" Her father demanded incredulous of her. "And what do you do there, may I ask? Clean?"
Buffy tried to keep the hurt from her face. "No, I am a Professor."
"A WHAT?"
"You heard me. I teach the students self-defense. They are adept pupils actually. They all learn really fast."
"When did you learn how to defend your self? You never knew anything about putting up a fight." He spat at her.
"Back then I was weak, and different. If you had been around the past six years then you would know."
"Know what?"
"I have changed father. I can defend myself better than anyone else in the world.even you."
"I have changed too. I'm not like I used to be."
"Like I believe you! What proof have you given me? All you have done is waltz into my life, rip away my sister after my mother died, left me alone with no family and didn't blink an eyelid. You haven't changed a bit."
"Buffy, I would appreciate it if you would stop calling me your dad. You stopped being my daughter the day you started mumbling your nonsense and burned down the school. You were the most embarrassing thing in my life."
Buffy held in her anger. She didn't need that to spill over. "I appologise for myself being born. I believe that was half your fault, wasn't it sir."
"Get out of my house." He said in a cold voice.
"Write me to say when Dawn's coming, or I'll come here and get her." Buffy's tone met his and she had a touch of mockery. He picked up a glass and threw it at her. She caught it easily. "Just like old time's hey?"
"How did you.?" He stared at her.
"I told you I'd changed. There are things that you would never believe could happen, that have happened to me." She did a simple flip across the room, over the couch so that she was not a foot from the man who was her father. "Don't dictate rules to me." She whispered.
"You know what Buffy, your mother and I should have left you in the mental hospital we put you in." She slapped him.
Spinning on her heal she flew out of the room and into the street. Pulling the cup out of her pocked she touched it lightly. She blinked out of America and back to the Hogwarts castle. She was in the staff room again and it was deserted.
She let the tears fall. She sank to the floor on the mat holding her head in her hands.
(A/N, I have no idea what the time difference is between America and England, so lets say that when Buffy gets there it will be afternoon the day she leaves. Sorry.)
Teaching is a whole different Language.
The street was fairly deserted but it was almost time for school to come out, so that would change very quickly. Buffy looked both ways before crossing the road. She looked up at the house in front of her and took a breath.
The place wasn't shabby but it wasn't her home. The shock was that this was where her sister was staying now, not with Buffy. She walked to the door and knocked. A lady answered the door.
"Hi." Buffy smiled. "I'm here to see my dad. I'm Buffy Summers."
"Oh, okay. Come on in."
"Thanks." She entered a large lounge room. "Do you know what time Dawn will come home?" She asked the lady.
"Oh, miss will not be home for another hour. She is staying after school to help in the library."
Buffy smiled. Dawn wasn't unlike her, and it seemed that Dawn missed Giles books. She was interrupted in her thoughts by an angry man.
"What do you thing that your doing here?" Her father demanded. Buffy spun.
"Just what is that supposed to mean? I am your daughter!"
"You know exactly what I mean."
"I received your horrible letter and I wanted to discuss things cavalry to your face. I also wanted to see if you had the guts to say what you said in the letter to my face."
"Sure I do. Buffy, I don't trust you to care for Dawn."
"Yeah, sure and I don't trust you with her so where does that leave us?" She placed her hands on her hips.
"It leaves us in a situation that I will not let you take my daughter from me!"
"You took her from me first. Or don't you remember, you were the one that deserted us. And I am your daughter, or don't you remember that either?"
"How DARE you? You come into my house then demand something that you know doesn't belong to you."
"Dawn belongs to no one! She is her own free person!"
"I know that!"
"Look, dad, I didn't come here to argue with you. I came to ask you if Dawn can come to stay for a while. Even to visit for a little while."
"I really don't think that you can care for her."
"I can, but that is apparently beside the point. Of course you know that I work at a school now. Don't you think that a boarding school with live in staff is more than capable of looking after one more student?"
"Very well. I accept your point. I will ask Dawn when she would like to come stay with you and we will write to you to let you know when she will be coming."
"I'll come and get her, alright. I have free travel with my new employers."
"How on earth did you get a job at a school?" Her father demanded incredulous of her. "And what do you do there, may I ask? Clean?"
Buffy tried to keep the hurt from her face. "No, I am a Professor."
"A WHAT?"
"You heard me. I teach the students self-defense. They are adept pupils actually. They all learn really fast."
"When did you learn how to defend your self? You never knew anything about putting up a fight." He spat at her.
"Back then I was weak, and different. If you had been around the past six years then you would know."
"Know what?"
"I have changed father. I can defend myself better than anyone else in the world.even you."
"I have changed too. I'm not like I used to be."
"Like I believe you! What proof have you given me? All you have done is waltz into my life, rip away my sister after my mother died, left me alone with no family and didn't blink an eyelid. You haven't changed a bit."
"Buffy, I would appreciate it if you would stop calling me your dad. You stopped being my daughter the day you started mumbling your nonsense and burned down the school. You were the most embarrassing thing in my life."
Buffy held in her anger. She didn't need that to spill over. "I appologise for myself being born. I believe that was half your fault, wasn't it sir."
"Get out of my house." He said in a cold voice.
"Write me to say when Dawn's coming, or I'll come here and get her." Buffy's tone met his and she had a touch of mockery. He picked up a glass and threw it at her. She caught it easily. "Just like old time's hey?"
"How did you.?" He stared at her.
"I told you I'd changed. There are things that you would never believe could happen, that have happened to me." She did a simple flip across the room, over the couch so that she was not a foot from the man who was her father. "Don't dictate rules to me." She whispered.
"You know what Buffy, your mother and I should have left you in the mental hospital we put you in." She slapped him.
Spinning on her heal she flew out of the room and into the street. Pulling the cup out of her pocked she touched it lightly. She blinked out of America and back to the Hogwarts castle. She was in the staff room again and it was deserted.
She let the tears fall. She sank to the floor on the mat holding her head in her hands.