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A/N: Sorry that I have taken so long to update...I have a little bit of the story on one computer and a little bit on a disk and then a little bit more on the lap top. I really need to get organised. I hope you enjoy this even though this chapter is a little short...okay a lot short but I'll work on longer chapters but don't hold your breath.
TEACHING IS A WHOLE DIFFERENT LANGUAGE.
Snape at least had the courtesy not to say anything rude. He merely looked stunned and awed. "Why didn't you tell us all?"
"Because I didn't want to be looked at like your looking at me now."
"Oh." He quickly adjusted his look and just sat with her. "How long have you actually been the slayer?"
"I became the slayer at fifteen. My first watcher was killed, I moved to Sunnydale and Giles became my watcher."
"So that's how you know him." Snape muttered.
"Yup."
"So, what can you really do? I have heard that your teaching the students basic hand to hand combat but what else were you planning?"
"Well, I thought that I would get them working on staffs, then the more adept students of the older years might move on to sword work, but only when they have mastered everything else. It is dangerous to hand a sword to someone who can't handle it." She looked at Snape. "I heard that your somewhat a master of the sword."
"Yes, well not that good, but I was trained." He grinned at her. "Would you like to spar?" He asked innocently.
"I'm sure that your tired." She told him.
"No, not really, I don't usually go to bed until late."
"Well, I don't usually need sleep at all, so were evenly matched in sleeping habits." She smiled, "But I really don't want to hurt you."
"I believe that you would hold back if it was to come to that. However if you do not wish to tonight then I am sure that we could arrange another time."
"That would be great." Buffy stood up. "Thank you for listening."
"My pleasure." He replied and Buffy went to leave. She heard a muffled cough and turned around. Snape was a little red but Buffy didn't worry about that. She rolled her eyes and gave her his hand. When he took it she pulled him to his feet.
"You still want to spar?" She asked innocently.
"Of course.I'm just not used to sitting on the floor for so long."
"Yeah, if you say so. Night."
The room was cool when she returned but she could see that the fire was still burning. The window was fogged up a bit though, so she shut it and stirred up the fire. Sliding into her pyjamas, she crawled into the big bed. She noticed that the letters she hadn't read were still untouched and she reached over and opened the first one.
Dear Buffy,
We all miss you her in good old Sunnydale. Sorry that we haven't written to you in so long. It took us a while to get hold of an owl. WOW! I absolutely love the whole idea of owl post.
I suppose that you want news of the hell mouth. Well, Xander re- appointed me the 'boss' which I don't know was such a good idea, but it should work.I hope. He and Ayna have been bickering like usual but they always make up that night. Believe me, Tara and I can hear them really clearly. We are working on a silencing spell to put up around their room. YUCK!
There have been no big bads popping up around here, but we all patrol every night just like you taught us. Aren't we good little Slayerettes?
Tara, and Xander say hi and Ayna sighs in your direction.
I hope you are well.
Willow.
When Buffy put that letter down she was grinning. Leave it to Willow to cheer me up, she thought. She opened the next letter and felt a stab at her heart, it was from Dawn.
Buffy,
YOU'RE A TEACHER! That is WAY cool! And at a school of magic and in England. Did I mention that you are really cool. Wow never thought that I would call you cool.hehe. Well hey, I miss you heaps and heaps. Dad said that I am not allowed to stay with you full time but I'm working on getting him to let me have a holiday with you.
Schools not really too bad, I've made some new friends and we spend a lot of time in the library. I suppose that some things never change, hey?
Love you lots, but I got homework.
Dawn
Tears trickled from Buffy's eyes again as she re-read the letters then fell asleep still holding them.
It was early that Buffy rose the next morning. She showered and changed then moved over the corridor to Giles rooms. She knocked loudly.
"Come in." He called
"Hey Giles."
"Where were you last night? I thought that we could patrol."
"I had to go to LA."
"Surely you have enough clothes."
"Yeah, very funny Giles. No actually I got a letter from Hank."
"Your father."
"Apparently." She muttered. "It was quite rude so I went to see if everything was okay. He has refused that I have anything to do with Dawn, and she might get to come and stay with me over Christmas."
"I'm sorry Buffy."
"No big. So are we going for breakfast or what?" She asked eagerly, changing the subject."
Giles laughed. "Alright, I'm coming."
They entered the Great Hall together and moved to the teachers table. The early risers amongst the students were sitting at the tables. Buffy noticed that there was a certain red headed boy asleep with his head on his arms. Harry sat next to him talking to Ginny. Buffy wondered if they were a couple yet, as she could see the sparks flying between the two.
Ron stirred and woke as she walked passed. She grinned at him and he made a face before shutting his eyes again.
Buffy payed closer attention at the head table and to her delight she saw some one that she knew.
"Bill!" She called out to the red headed man.
"Buffy! How are you?"
"Not too bad. I swear, the students try to kill you here on purpose." She laughed. Sliding into a seat beside the man. They sat staring at each other for longer than necessary. Snape who had watched this exchange from the table and Giles from his chair next to Snape both exchanged a knowing look.
"So Buffy. Have you been into Hogsmead before?"
"No I haven't. I have been busy planning classes with Giles."
"Well. I think that I will have to do something about that."
"Oh?"
"Yes. That is why I came. You didn't think that I was here just for the breakfast and the charming company of my brothers who can be fascinating at times."
Buffy laughed. "I get the idea. Sure I'll go to Hogsmead with you. Sounds fun. I'll have to get my things first though." She said.
"That's fine. Now eat up."
They ate quickly, exchanging stories of what had happened in the past week or so. Buffy carefully stepping around the fact that it was the twins that had caused her hair to get stuck to the shirt she had been wearing with some sort of wizarding chewing gum, Giles had run to get Professor McGonnagal to help her.
She had gotten them back though, with extra work in her classes. She knew that they were hurting the next day.
Bill chuckled at her story but she was positive that he guessed the twins were the culprits because death glares were sent their way.
"I'm done." She announced standing and rolling her neck, hearing it pop and crack. Bill winced, and Giles rolled his eyes. The hall was emptying out and there weren't many students left.
"Bill, this is Giles. Giles this is Bill. You know Professor Snape." She introduced the two gentlemen that had wondered over to her. "I'll be right back, just getting my things." She told Bill. "Play nice." She instructed Giles and Severus who were eyeing Bill like over protective fathers. "I expect him to be in one piece when I get back."
"Yes Buffy." Giles sighed removing his glasses and cleaning them. She heard a mumble from Snape and assumed that it was an agreement.
"Great, be right back." She smiled at Bill then ran from the hall. Nervously he looked up at the two men who were closing in on him. He smiled at them weakly.
A/N: Sorry that I have taken so long to update...I have a little bit of the story on one computer and a little bit on a disk and then a little bit more on the lap top. I really need to get organised. I hope you enjoy this even though this chapter is a little short...okay a lot short but I'll work on longer chapters but don't hold your breath.
TEACHING IS A WHOLE DIFFERENT LANGUAGE.
Snape at least had the courtesy not to say anything rude. He merely looked stunned and awed. "Why didn't you tell us all?"
"Because I didn't want to be looked at like your looking at me now."
"Oh." He quickly adjusted his look and just sat with her. "How long have you actually been the slayer?"
"I became the slayer at fifteen. My first watcher was killed, I moved to Sunnydale and Giles became my watcher."
"So that's how you know him." Snape muttered.
"Yup."
"So, what can you really do? I have heard that your teaching the students basic hand to hand combat but what else were you planning?"
"Well, I thought that I would get them working on staffs, then the more adept students of the older years might move on to sword work, but only when they have mastered everything else. It is dangerous to hand a sword to someone who can't handle it." She looked at Snape. "I heard that your somewhat a master of the sword."
"Yes, well not that good, but I was trained." He grinned at her. "Would you like to spar?" He asked innocently.
"I'm sure that your tired." She told him.
"No, not really, I don't usually go to bed until late."
"Well, I don't usually need sleep at all, so were evenly matched in sleeping habits." She smiled, "But I really don't want to hurt you."
"I believe that you would hold back if it was to come to that. However if you do not wish to tonight then I am sure that we could arrange another time."
"That would be great." Buffy stood up. "Thank you for listening."
"My pleasure." He replied and Buffy went to leave. She heard a muffled cough and turned around. Snape was a little red but Buffy didn't worry about that. She rolled her eyes and gave her his hand. When he took it she pulled him to his feet.
"You still want to spar?" She asked innocently.
"Of course.I'm just not used to sitting on the floor for so long."
"Yeah, if you say so. Night."
The room was cool when she returned but she could see that the fire was still burning. The window was fogged up a bit though, so she shut it and stirred up the fire. Sliding into her pyjamas, she crawled into the big bed. She noticed that the letters she hadn't read were still untouched and she reached over and opened the first one.
Dear Buffy,
We all miss you her in good old Sunnydale. Sorry that we haven't written to you in so long. It took us a while to get hold of an owl. WOW! I absolutely love the whole idea of owl post.
I suppose that you want news of the hell mouth. Well, Xander re- appointed me the 'boss' which I don't know was such a good idea, but it should work.I hope. He and Ayna have been bickering like usual but they always make up that night. Believe me, Tara and I can hear them really clearly. We are working on a silencing spell to put up around their room. YUCK!
There have been no big bads popping up around here, but we all patrol every night just like you taught us. Aren't we good little Slayerettes?
Tara, and Xander say hi and Ayna sighs in your direction.
I hope you are well.
Willow.
When Buffy put that letter down she was grinning. Leave it to Willow to cheer me up, she thought. She opened the next letter and felt a stab at her heart, it was from Dawn.
Buffy,
YOU'RE A TEACHER! That is WAY cool! And at a school of magic and in England. Did I mention that you are really cool. Wow never thought that I would call you cool.hehe. Well hey, I miss you heaps and heaps. Dad said that I am not allowed to stay with you full time but I'm working on getting him to let me have a holiday with you.
Schools not really too bad, I've made some new friends and we spend a lot of time in the library. I suppose that some things never change, hey?
Love you lots, but I got homework.
Dawn
Tears trickled from Buffy's eyes again as she re-read the letters then fell asleep still holding them.
It was early that Buffy rose the next morning. She showered and changed then moved over the corridor to Giles rooms. She knocked loudly.
"Come in." He called
"Hey Giles."
"Where were you last night? I thought that we could patrol."
"I had to go to LA."
"Surely you have enough clothes."
"Yeah, very funny Giles. No actually I got a letter from Hank."
"Your father."
"Apparently." She muttered. "It was quite rude so I went to see if everything was okay. He has refused that I have anything to do with Dawn, and she might get to come and stay with me over Christmas."
"I'm sorry Buffy."
"No big. So are we going for breakfast or what?" She asked eagerly, changing the subject."
Giles laughed. "Alright, I'm coming."
They entered the Great Hall together and moved to the teachers table. The early risers amongst the students were sitting at the tables. Buffy noticed that there was a certain red headed boy asleep with his head on his arms. Harry sat next to him talking to Ginny. Buffy wondered if they were a couple yet, as she could see the sparks flying between the two.
Ron stirred and woke as she walked passed. She grinned at him and he made a face before shutting his eyes again.
Buffy payed closer attention at the head table and to her delight she saw some one that she knew.
"Bill!" She called out to the red headed man.
"Buffy! How are you?"
"Not too bad. I swear, the students try to kill you here on purpose." She laughed. Sliding into a seat beside the man. They sat staring at each other for longer than necessary. Snape who had watched this exchange from the table and Giles from his chair next to Snape both exchanged a knowing look.
"So Buffy. Have you been into Hogsmead before?"
"No I haven't. I have been busy planning classes with Giles."
"Well. I think that I will have to do something about that."
"Oh?"
"Yes. That is why I came. You didn't think that I was here just for the breakfast and the charming company of my brothers who can be fascinating at times."
Buffy laughed. "I get the idea. Sure I'll go to Hogsmead with you. Sounds fun. I'll have to get my things first though." She said.
"That's fine. Now eat up."
They ate quickly, exchanging stories of what had happened in the past week or so. Buffy carefully stepping around the fact that it was the twins that had caused her hair to get stuck to the shirt she had been wearing with some sort of wizarding chewing gum, Giles had run to get Professor McGonnagal to help her.
She had gotten them back though, with extra work in her classes. She knew that they were hurting the next day.
Bill chuckled at her story but she was positive that he guessed the twins were the culprits because death glares were sent their way.
"I'm done." She announced standing and rolling her neck, hearing it pop and crack. Bill winced, and Giles rolled his eyes. The hall was emptying out and there weren't many students left.
"Bill, this is Giles. Giles this is Bill. You know Professor Snape." She introduced the two gentlemen that had wondered over to her. "I'll be right back, just getting my things." She told Bill. "Play nice." She instructed Giles and Severus who were eyeing Bill like over protective fathers. "I expect him to be in one piece when I get back."
"Yes Buffy." Giles sighed removing his glasses and cleaning them. She heard a mumble from Snape and assumed that it was an agreement.
"Great, be right back." She smiled at Bill then ran from the hall. Nervously he looked up at the two men who were closing in on him. He smiled at them weakly.