Harry Potter and the Three Slayers Part 2
Chapter 2: Shopping on Diagon Alley
Rating: Light R for this part.
(August 23)
"Oh my cheese," Buffy said aloud as she walked down the narrow lane of Diagon Alley. "Angel, can you help me pick out all this? I don't know where to go."
"Don't worry, lass," Angel said playfully, putting his Irish lilt in effect. This got Buffy grinning madly. "I would be happy to escort you through this fine wizarding market place."
Buffy giggled. "Okay. First thing on the list are robes. What color should I get?"
"Any color you want, love. It doesn't matter for teachers," Angel said, leading them into Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. "We can get black, like the students, or gray, maroon, blood red, blue, almost any color."
"Oh, ok," Buffy responded. She picked out a few robes: baby blue, light gray, white, yellow, lavender. She headed into the section with darker colors, and seeing Angel there, walked over to him. After picking out blood red, maroon, a few pairs of black, midnight-blue, and purple velvet robes, she saw all of his robes. "Do you ever where anything other than black?"
"Baby, if I wear light clothes, I don't look right. I'll get gray if you'd like," Angel replied.
"No, I was just wondering," Buffy said as Angel paid the Madam Malkin. After carrying five boxes of robes back to the Leaky Cauldron, Buffy and Angel fell asleep in each others' arms on the sofa near the fireplace. And that was how Willow found them the next morning.
(August 24)
"Buffy, Angel. We gotta get the rest of our supplies!" Willow hissed at them, tugging them into standing positions where they proceeded to yawn and stretch and then make their ways towards the bathroom or dresser. Willow left and sauntered down Diagon Alley.
After a while, she came to a shop with books called Flourish and Blotts and Angel led her inside. "We have to get the books for DADA so we can assign reading," Angel had explained. "We only need two books each."
Angel picked out two copies of Protection Against Dark Forces and Mystical Creatures: A Pilot into Self-Protection. Buffy wandered around the store, glancing at the shelves filled with books. She spotted the books she was looking for: Hogwarts, A History; A Beginners' Guide into Magic, and Magic for Dummies. After picking these books out too, Buffy made her way to where Angel stood in line, and transferred the books into his arms.
After paying for these too, they left the shop and ran into a lanky jet- black-haired boy with lucid green eyes and black glasses. Angel's mouth hung open and his eyes flicked upwards towards the lightning bolt shaped scar on the boy's forehead. Buffy just looked at Angel weirdly.
"I'm so sorry," Buffy apologized. "We didn't see you there." Buffy looked at Angel, who's mouth been still open and hissed in a voice only he could hear, "Angel, shut your mouth. You look like a fish."
Angel abruptly shut his mouth. "Y-you're Harry Potter, aren't you?" Angel asked.
"Yes, I am," the boy answered, a bit nervously. "And you are?"
"Buffy Summers. Pleased to meet you," Buffy said, holding out her hand. Harry shook it. "This silent guy is Angel."
Angel held his hand out and they briefly shook hands. "Well, we got to be going. Willow must be so worried," Buffy said, backing up. "See ya round, Harry!"
TBC...
Chapter 2: Shopping on Diagon Alley
Rating: Light R for this part.
(August 23)
"Oh my cheese," Buffy said aloud as she walked down the narrow lane of Diagon Alley. "Angel, can you help me pick out all this? I don't know where to go."
"Don't worry, lass," Angel said playfully, putting his Irish lilt in effect. This got Buffy grinning madly. "I would be happy to escort you through this fine wizarding market place."
Buffy giggled. "Okay. First thing on the list are robes. What color should I get?"
"Any color you want, love. It doesn't matter for teachers," Angel said, leading them into Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. "We can get black, like the students, or gray, maroon, blood red, blue, almost any color."
"Oh, ok," Buffy responded. She picked out a few robes: baby blue, light gray, white, yellow, lavender. She headed into the section with darker colors, and seeing Angel there, walked over to him. After picking out blood red, maroon, a few pairs of black, midnight-blue, and purple velvet robes, she saw all of his robes. "Do you ever where anything other than black?"
"Baby, if I wear light clothes, I don't look right. I'll get gray if you'd like," Angel replied.
"No, I was just wondering," Buffy said as Angel paid the Madam Malkin. After carrying five boxes of robes back to the Leaky Cauldron, Buffy and Angel fell asleep in each others' arms on the sofa near the fireplace. And that was how Willow found them the next morning.
(August 24)
"Buffy, Angel. We gotta get the rest of our supplies!" Willow hissed at them, tugging them into standing positions where they proceeded to yawn and stretch and then make their ways towards the bathroom or dresser. Willow left and sauntered down Diagon Alley.
After a while, she came to a shop with books called Flourish and Blotts and Angel led her inside. "We have to get the books for DADA so we can assign reading," Angel had explained. "We only need two books each."
Angel picked out two copies of Protection Against Dark Forces and Mystical Creatures: A Pilot into Self-Protection. Buffy wandered around the store, glancing at the shelves filled with books. She spotted the books she was looking for: Hogwarts, A History; A Beginners' Guide into Magic, and Magic for Dummies. After picking these books out too, Buffy made her way to where Angel stood in line, and transferred the books into his arms.
After paying for these too, they left the shop and ran into a lanky jet- black-haired boy with lucid green eyes and black glasses. Angel's mouth hung open and his eyes flicked upwards towards the lightning bolt shaped scar on the boy's forehead. Buffy just looked at Angel weirdly.
"I'm so sorry," Buffy apologized. "We didn't see you there." Buffy looked at Angel, who's mouth been still open and hissed in a voice only he could hear, "Angel, shut your mouth. You look like a fish."
Angel abruptly shut his mouth. "Y-you're Harry Potter, aren't you?" Angel asked.
"Yes, I am," the boy answered, a bit nervously. "And you are?"
"Buffy Summers. Pleased to meet you," Buffy said, holding out her hand. Harry shook it. "This silent guy is Angel."
Angel held his hand out and they briefly shook hands. "Well, we got to be going. Willow must be so worried," Buffy said, backing up. "See ya round, Harry!"
TBC...