Chapter 3
Molly was completely oblivious to Buffy and Giles discomfort.
"Harry, so glad you could make it" She stood and pulled him into a hug.
Buffy was gripping onto Giles hand, clinging on for all she was worth.
"Buffy would you relax? You're going to break my hand." Giles said.
"Sorry Giles" She stated as she abruptly let go, her palms were sweating and she rubbed them up and down her thighs, her throat was tight, she couldn't speak, she was paler than Spike had been on a bad day.
"I'd like you to meet Rupert Giles, from the Watcher's Council, Harry works for the Ministry of Magic as an Auror." Arthur said.
"Pleased to meet you" Giles rasped out
"You too sir" replied Harry sincerely.
"And this is Buffy Summers, Buffy this is Harry"
Buffy lifted her eyes and stared into the deep green eyes that she remembered. Harry's eyes widened in surprise and a slow smile crept over his face.
"He hasn't seen my stomach Giles, He doesn't know I'm pregnant or he's going to be a Daddy" Buffy said nervously through the link.
Giles placed a hand on Buffy's shoulder and squeezed it in a supportive gesture.
Harry found his voice, "Nice to see you again Buffy"
"You too" she choked out
"You know each other?" asked Molly
"We met a few months ago at Witches Brew" Harry said.
"Six months ago" whispered Buffy.
Molly's eyes were drawn to Buffy's prominent bump and then back to Harry, the question was plain to see in her eyes. Harry followed Molly's gaze and his smile disappeared it was replaced by a look of wonder and awe. Harry brought his eyes back up and caught Buffy's.
The worry was plain to see across her face as she gently nibbled on her bottom lip. Her hands instinctively went to her baby in a protective gesture.
"Is it?" whispered Harry
Buffy could only nod as the tears began to flow down her cheeks. Harry reached out and took Buffy's hand, pulling them towards him and wrapping them in a hug.
Giles steered a speechless Molly towards the kitchen where everybody was waiting. Buffy could hear mumbling from the kitchen but she couldn't make anything out. She was too busy enjoying the feel of Harry's arms around her, the only time she remembered feeling this safe was when Giles held her after the resurrection spell.
"I'm sorry" Buffy choked out between sobs.
"It's not your fault! Neither of us thought their would be consequences," Harry began. "I went back to the club every weekend for months hoping to see you again" he continued.
"I caught a flight back to Los Angeles that night, then I came back here to live with Giles when I was three months pregnant" Buffy said.
"Is he?"
"Giles is my Watcher and the only father I've known" she interrupted.
"You're a Slayer? That's how. the vampires?" he asked.
"Yep, that's me, it was my idea to activate all the Potential Slayers, and now I'm glad I did" Buffy babbled.
The baby was kicking again and Buffy took Harry's hand and placed it on her bump. The baby kicked him and the two looked at each other, unshed tears glistening in their eyes. Harry bent down and captured her lips in a sweet kiss. Neither aware of the sea of faces watching their reunion form the kitchen doorway.
Molly was completely oblivious to Buffy and Giles discomfort.
"Harry, so glad you could make it" She stood and pulled him into a hug.
Buffy was gripping onto Giles hand, clinging on for all she was worth.
"Buffy would you relax? You're going to break my hand." Giles said.
"Sorry Giles" She stated as she abruptly let go, her palms were sweating and she rubbed them up and down her thighs, her throat was tight, she couldn't speak, she was paler than Spike had been on a bad day.
"I'd like you to meet Rupert Giles, from the Watcher's Council, Harry works for the Ministry of Magic as an Auror." Arthur said.
"Pleased to meet you" Giles rasped out
"You too sir" replied Harry sincerely.
"And this is Buffy Summers, Buffy this is Harry"
Buffy lifted her eyes and stared into the deep green eyes that she remembered. Harry's eyes widened in surprise and a slow smile crept over his face.
"He hasn't seen my stomach Giles, He doesn't know I'm pregnant or he's going to be a Daddy" Buffy said nervously through the link.
Giles placed a hand on Buffy's shoulder and squeezed it in a supportive gesture.
Harry found his voice, "Nice to see you again Buffy"
"You too" she choked out
"You know each other?" asked Molly
"We met a few months ago at Witches Brew" Harry said.
"Six months ago" whispered Buffy.
Molly's eyes were drawn to Buffy's prominent bump and then back to Harry, the question was plain to see in her eyes. Harry followed Molly's gaze and his smile disappeared it was replaced by a look of wonder and awe. Harry brought his eyes back up and caught Buffy's.
The worry was plain to see across her face as she gently nibbled on her bottom lip. Her hands instinctively went to her baby in a protective gesture.
"Is it?" whispered Harry
Buffy could only nod as the tears began to flow down her cheeks. Harry reached out and took Buffy's hand, pulling them towards him and wrapping them in a hug.
Giles steered a speechless Molly towards the kitchen where everybody was waiting. Buffy could hear mumbling from the kitchen but she couldn't make anything out. She was too busy enjoying the feel of Harry's arms around her, the only time she remembered feeling this safe was when Giles held her after the resurrection spell.
"I'm sorry" Buffy choked out between sobs.
"It's not your fault! Neither of us thought their would be consequences," Harry began. "I went back to the club every weekend for months hoping to see you again" he continued.
"I caught a flight back to Los Angeles that night, then I came back here to live with Giles when I was three months pregnant" Buffy said.
"Is he?"
"Giles is my Watcher and the only father I've known" she interrupted.
"You're a Slayer? That's how. the vampires?" he asked.
"Yep, that's me, it was my idea to activate all the Potential Slayers, and now I'm glad I did" Buffy babbled.
The baby was kicking again and Buffy took Harry's hand and placed it on her bump. The baby kicked him and the two looked at each other, unshed tears glistening in their eyes. Harry bent down and captured her lips in a sweet kiss. Neither aware of the sea of faces watching their reunion form the kitchen doorway.