Harry Potter and the Three Slayers Part 4
By: JC
Dedication: to Meggie, Bethie, Baby Blues, Angel, Hannahbee, Lucey, the members of Buffy_Crossovers, the members of B/A_eternal_love, and
Chapter 4 A: Settling in
Albus Dumbledore was in a fine mood. He was about to meet his best friend from his school days, the current three Slayers, Annyanka now an ex-demon, two watchers he knew from teaching at Hogwarts, a new witch, a Romany witch he also knew, a military genius, a werewolf, and a fashion consultant. Yes, he was happy.
As Hagrid rounded the corner, Albus saw his old friend, Angel, and the blonde beauty beside him. He also saw Rupert Giles, Jenny Calendar, and Wesley Wyndom-Price, and a few others he didn't know.
"Hello all, welcome to Hogwarts, and for some of you, welcome back," Dumbledore announced. He shook Angel's hand and set his hands on Angel's shoulders. "You look the same, Liam. Always the charmer, eh?"
"Yeah, and it's Angel now," Angel replied. "I'll introduce you to the new faces. This blonde goddess by my side is Buffy Summers, Primary Vampire Slayer and my girlfriend. The brunette wearing leather pants over there is Faith Morgan, and the Jamaican beauty is Kendra. You know Giles, Wesley and Jenny. The other male brunette here is Xander Harris, and the last guy is Daniel Osbourne, or just Oz. The redhead is Willow Rosenberg, and she's a Wicca. A young one, mind you, but she has great potential. The last person is Cordelia Chase, our pretty much fashion consultant."
"Welcome, welcome, come this way, please. I'll show you to your rooms," Albus said cheerfully. As they entered the entrance hall, the Sunnydale Gang gasped, omit Giles, Jenny, Wesley and Angel. The ceiling was very high, and looked very sturdy, but old at the same time. The wood was mahogany colored, and the gray marble stone shined brightly. Angel smiled and sighed.
"I'm home again," he whispered, and Buffy was the only one to hear this, and she smiled too at the tone of admiration and affection in Angel's voice.
Dumbledore came to a door-sized portrait. "Willow, Oz, you'll be staying here," Dumbledore announced. "Just give her a password that you both will remember, and then you can go in. Remember, every time you want to go in, say the password." The portrait was of a fairy, with green-leaf clothes and long red hair. Her wings were translucent blues, and her face was very pretty. Dumbledore led the rest of the Gang away, Willow and Oz stood, contemplating what the password should be.
"Sobe Dragon!" Willow exclaimed. Oz nodded and turned to the redheaded fairy that looked very impatient.
"The password is Sobe Dragon," Oz announced quietly. The fairy nodded and the painting swung aside, and let the couple walk in.
The headmaster however, led the gang away from the couple and paused in front of a painting of a vampire being staked by a very pretty woman in an old-fashioned dress. After the vampire was dusted, she brushed herself off and smiled charmingly at Dumbledore, then at Kendra and Faith. "Miss Morgan, you and Kendra will be dwelling here," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eyes, smiling when Faith, Kendra, and Buffy were stifling giggles and not doing a very good job. You had to love the irony of the painting.
Dumbledore was now a short distance down the hall, pausing in front of a statue of a very beautiful dragon. On the plaque below the statue the writing read: ANGELES, HEADMASTER POTTER'S DRAGON. "Anya, Alexander, this is your place. Just decide a password."
"How about--"
"No," Xander said, practically reading her mind. She smiled as naughtily as the word happened to be, meaning her grin was downright impish.
"Okay, if not that, what about--"
"No way. What if one of the students hear us saying the password?" Xander replied. His fiancée had a very dangerous and totally vulgar mind sometimes. "I got an idea. Twinkie."
"Um, okay. I think I could remember that. But I could remember the word." Anya said as we all travel away from the couple and head towards the rest of the gang. Dumbledore no halted in front of a intricately woven tapestry that had a red background with silver and gold weavings of Gryffindor symbols in gold and decorative designs in silver along the border.
Suddenly, they heard Xander's booming voice yell, "ANYA, OH MY GOD, YOU HAVE A SICK MIND! IS THAT ALL YOU THINK ABOUT?"
The rest of the gang laughed. They knew what Xander was talking about. (***But can you? Hehehe.***) Dumbledore chuckled. "Cordelia, Wesley, you two will be residing here. You will also be required to formulate a password."
"Macarean!" Cordelia exclaimed. Wesley looked at her oddly. "It's a Korean gum I've had: very tasty. No one will think of that!"
Wesley sighed. "Very well, my sweet. Macarean it is," Wesley proclaimed, and the tapestry swung open.
"This way! Giles, Jenny, this way please," Dumbledore called. He took a right, and immediately ceased before a painting of an Egyptian princess being catered by three Egyptian slaves. Her eyes were. "Also opened by a password."
As Dumbledore turned completely around and went forwards, Angel and Buffy followed. "You two will be staying here. It's one of the best," Dumbledore beckoned. "One of my personal favorites. Just say the password.Have a good night's sleep, you two. The students will be here in four days."
Dumbledore faced a large woven tapestry with a plush purple background. The line: Eternally Will Pure Beauty Stay seemed to flutter and was intricately woven with multi-colored thread. When you looked at the words more carefully, you could see pixies making up the letters. The words were wavering because the pixie wings were buzzing quickly. Buffy's mouth dropped open from the pure beauty it presented.
"Angel-it's-wow!" Buffy exclaimed. "It's simply beautiful. Do you see the pixie wings? I can't believe Dumbledore! He's definitely made my, "Life- Long Friends" list!"
Angel grinned widely at Buffy's babbling. "Love, let's just pick a password. I got one," Angel said, grinning more.
"What is it?" Buffy asked, a small grin spreading across her face.
Angel reached behind him and pulled out a small velvet box. "How about, will you marry me?"
"Oh, oh, oh my," Buffy stuttered, totally bewildered. "I, Angel, oh God."
Angel flipped open the box and revealed a platinum claddaugh ring. In the center where the heart would have been was a heart shaped ruby. The crown had chips of diamond and sapphire in it. The hands contained flecks of emerald. The beauty of the ring was astonishing, and Buffy knew this engagement symbol must have cost a fortune.
"Oh my God, Angel. Of course! Yes, I'll marry you!" Buffy exclaimed. She let out a short, but loud squeak as she jumped into Angel's arms after he slipped the expensive ring onto the third finger on her left hand. Buffy and Angel kissed ferociously with built up passion being released. All the Sunnydale gang had heard the loud squeak and climbed out of their rooms. They all looked at each other and went down the hall where they saw Buffy and Angel kissing extremely passionately.
"Ahem," Giles said, clearing his throat. "Buffy, why are you and Angel making out in the hallway?"
"Giles, everyone, Angel just proposed!" Buffy exclaimed excitedly. Everyone smiled and laughed and congratulated them. Willow hugged Buffy tightly and took hold of her left hand, and saw the costly ring on her finger. The heart on the engagement ring was turned outward, while the other claddaugh was turned inward. Willow understood this. When the wedding came, Angel would turn this ring around and then they would be married.
"Buffy, it's absolutely gorgeous!" Willow gushed. "I mean, wow! Extraordinary!"
"I know! Well, we need to come up with a password. Run along everyone!" Buffy said in a very happy tone. "Go on. Get some sleep!" She turned around and sighed contentedly, and whispered, "I know I won't be getting any sleep. Not that I'm complaining." Buffy broke off grinning.
"Ta cion agam ort," Angel said to the tapestry. (A/N: it literally means, 'I have fondness for you' in Irish Gaelic. It's as close to 'I love you' as I can get. Taw kinn oggum uhruht [pronunciation].)
"What's that mean?" Buffy asked her fiancé. //My fiancé. Oh my god!//
"It generally means 'I love you'," Angel said as the tapestry swung open. "But it literally means I have 'fondness for you'."
Buffy smiled and stepped into the residence that was to be her home for the next school year.
TBC.. Coming soon! Chapter 4 B: The New Teachers
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Harry Potter and the Three Slayers
By: JC ~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~` ~`~
Chapter 4 B: The New Teachers
"Ron, we're going to miss the train!" Hermione yelled back at Ron. "I'm not missing the first day back to school! I'm a prefect, for heaven's sake!"
"Hermione. Calm, quiet and stay down," Ron said quietly back. "You're going to draw attention to yourself. Now. Shut up!"
Harry sighed. His two best friends were always bickering at each other nowadays. And when they weren't fighting, they were sharing stolen glances and making doe-eyes at each other. Harry could have sworn that he heard Ron moan Hermione's name while Ron was sleeping. This show of affection was nauseating. He was starting to wonder if this was how it always would be.
After he ran into Buffy Summers and Angel.Harry wanted his friends to be as happy as those two seemed, but Ron just wouldn't ask Hermione out and Hermione never brought up the subject. As the trio boarded the train, Harry slipped a note into Ron's wizarding robes. After finding a compartment that was empty, omit them, Ron put his hands in his pockets, as so to not touch Hermione, whom he had sat next to.
Ron pulled out the note, and read: Ask Hermione out already! I know she like you!
Just then, Harry excused himself to the bathroom. He walked down the long corridor, peering into some of the compartments. As he neared a compartment with a green shamrock on it, he heard Irish music playing. When he glanced into the cubicle, he saw Seamus, Dean, Lee, Fred, and George laughing.
"Oi! Harry! Come on in!" Fred called. "We're having loads of fun! But."
"Why are you out there instead of being with Ron and Hermione?" George finished his brother's question.
"Well, I wrote Ron a note saying he should ask Hermione out because, you know. They both like each other," Harry explained to the nodding heads of his friends. "So, I left so he could ask her out."
"That's brilliant Harry!" Dean replied. "Can you hook me up with someone?"
"Do they like you?" Harry questioned.
"No."
"Then sorry. I'm not making a love potion for you," Harry responded. "So, when someone likes you, I'll set you up."
He left after saying a quick goodbye to the inhabitants of that compartment. Harry had been gone for a good fifteen minutes, and headed back to his compartment. When Harry slid the door open, he viewed a sight that he never wanted to see so soon:
Ron and Hermione kissing.
Harry's mouth dropped open and he stepped inside, slid the door shut and then made a loud noise in the back of his throat, causing the two heated lovebirds to break apart.
"Harry!" Hermione screeched surprised. "Wh-what are you doing here?"
"Um, we share the compartment, don't we Hermione?" Harry asked. He shook his head and sighed.
"Guess what, Harry!" Hermione said excitedly. "Ron asked me out!"
"Wow, Hermione!" Harry said, doing a very good job trying not to laugh. This was just too good. Ron and her made a good couple. They looked as happy as the two named Buffy and Angel he met on Diagon Ally. "So, you're dating now?"
"Yes," Ron and Hermione replied simultaneously.
"Are you boyfriend and girlfriend yet?"
Ron and Hermione looked at each other. "We haven't gotten that far Harry," Hermione explained. "We're going on a couple dates, and if we survive that."
"If we survive that, we'll probably become boyfriend and girlfriend," Ron finished.
"Oh. Well, at least you two finally decided to hook up," Harry explained. "Your puppy-dog eyes were making me nauseous."
They both glared at him, but the effect was lost because Ron and Hermione were smiling at him too.
"Anyway, Harry. Have you heard about the new teachers?" Ron asked quietly. "They have two DADA professors, and they are starting two new subjects. Dad won't tell me anything!"
"Really?" Harry asked. Whenever Mr. Weasley didn't tell anything to his kids, it was important and confidential. "What else?"
"Well, he told me there's a dozen more teachers, mostly they're going to be assistants, but there are three new classes," Ron said. "Six professors, six assistants, and even Hagrid gets an assistant."
"Wow. So, this year's going to be colorful, eh?" Harry said with a smirk.
"Oh yeah," replied not Ron, but Hermione. Harry and Ron stared at her. "What?"
TBC.. Chapter 5: Meeting the New Teachers !!!
By: JC
Dedication: to Meggie, Bethie, Baby Blues, Angel, Hannahbee, Lucey, the members of Buffy_Crossovers, the members of B/A_eternal_love, and
Chapter 4 A: Settling in
Albus Dumbledore was in a fine mood. He was about to meet his best friend from his school days, the current three Slayers, Annyanka now an ex-demon, two watchers he knew from teaching at Hogwarts, a new witch, a Romany witch he also knew, a military genius, a werewolf, and a fashion consultant. Yes, he was happy.
As Hagrid rounded the corner, Albus saw his old friend, Angel, and the blonde beauty beside him. He also saw Rupert Giles, Jenny Calendar, and Wesley Wyndom-Price, and a few others he didn't know.
"Hello all, welcome to Hogwarts, and for some of you, welcome back," Dumbledore announced. He shook Angel's hand and set his hands on Angel's shoulders. "You look the same, Liam. Always the charmer, eh?"
"Yeah, and it's Angel now," Angel replied. "I'll introduce you to the new faces. This blonde goddess by my side is Buffy Summers, Primary Vampire Slayer and my girlfriend. The brunette wearing leather pants over there is Faith Morgan, and the Jamaican beauty is Kendra. You know Giles, Wesley and Jenny. The other male brunette here is Xander Harris, and the last guy is Daniel Osbourne, or just Oz. The redhead is Willow Rosenberg, and she's a Wicca. A young one, mind you, but she has great potential. The last person is Cordelia Chase, our pretty much fashion consultant."
"Welcome, welcome, come this way, please. I'll show you to your rooms," Albus said cheerfully. As they entered the entrance hall, the Sunnydale Gang gasped, omit Giles, Jenny, Wesley and Angel. The ceiling was very high, and looked very sturdy, but old at the same time. The wood was mahogany colored, and the gray marble stone shined brightly. Angel smiled and sighed.
"I'm home again," he whispered, and Buffy was the only one to hear this, and she smiled too at the tone of admiration and affection in Angel's voice.
Dumbledore came to a door-sized portrait. "Willow, Oz, you'll be staying here," Dumbledore announced. "Just give her a password that you both will remember, and then you can go in. Remember, every time you want to go in, say the password." The portrait was of a fairy, with green-leaf clothes and long red hair. Her wings were translucent blues, and her face was very pretty. Dumbledore led the rest of the Gang away, Willow and Oz stood, contemplating what the password should be.
"Sobe Dragon!" Willow exclaimed. Oz nodded and turned to the redheaded fairy that looked very impatient.
"The password is Sobe Dragon," Oz announced quietly. The fairy nodded and the painting swung aside, and let the couple walk in.
The headmaster however, led the gang away from the couple and paused in front of a painting of a vampire being staked by a very pretty woman in an old-fashioned dress. After the vampire was dusted, she brushed herself off and smiled charmingly at Dumbledore, then at Kendra and Faith. "Miss Morgan, you and Kendra will be dwelling here," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eyes, smiling when Faith, Kendra, and Buffy were stifling giggles and not doing a very good job. You had to love the irony of the painting.
Dumbledore was now a short distance down the hall, pausing in front of a statue of a very beautiful dragon. On the plaque below the statue the writing read: ANGELES, HEADMASTER POTTER'S DRAGON. "Anya, Alexander, this is your place. Just decide a password."
"How about--"
"No," Xander said, practically reading her mind. She smiled as naughtily as the word happened to be, meaning her grin was downright impish.
"Okay, if not that, what about--"
"No way. What if one of the students hear us saying the password?" Xander replied. His fiancée had a very dangerous and totally vulgar mind sometimes. "I got an idea. Twinkie."
"Um, okay. I think I could remember that. But I could remember the word." Anya said as we all travel away from the couple and head towards the rest of the gang. Dumbledore no halted in front of a intricately woven tapestry that had a red background with silver and gold weavings of Gryffindor symbols in gold and decorative designs in silver along the border.
Suddenly, they heard Xander's booming voice yell, "ANYA, OH MY GOD, YOU HAVE A SICK MIND! IS THAT ALL YOU THINK ABOUT?"
The rest of the gang laughed. They knew what Xander was talking about. (***But can you? Hehehe.***) Dumbledore chuckled. "Cordelia, Wesley, you two will be residing here. You will also be required to formulate a password."
"Macarean!" Cordelia exclaimed. Wesley looked at her oddly. "It's a Korean gum I've had: very tasty. No one will think of that!"
Wesley sighed. "Very well, my sweet. Macarean it is," Wesley proclaimed, and the tapestry swung open.
"This way! Giles, Jenny, this way please," Dumbledore called. He took a right, and immediately ceased before a painting of an Egyptian princess being catered by three Egyptian slaves. Her eyes were. "Also opened by a password."
As Dumbledore turned completely around and went forwards, Angel and Buffy followed. "You two will be staying here. It's one of the best," Dumbledore beckoned. "One of my personal favorites. Just say the password.Have a good night's sleep, you two. The students will be here in four days."
Dumbledore faced a large woven tapestry with a plush purple background. The line: Eternally Will Pure Beauty Stay seemed to flutter and was intricately woven with multi-colored thread. When you looked at the words more carefully, you could see pixies making up the letters. The words were wavering because the pixie wings were buzzing quickly. Buffy's mouth dropped open from the pure beauty it presented.
"Angel-it's-wow!" Buffy exclaimed. "It's simply beautiful. Do you see the pixie wings? I can't believe Dumbledore! He's definitely made my, "Life- Long Friends" list!"
Angel grinned widely at Buffy's babbling. "Love, let's just pick a password. I got one," Angel said, grinning more.
"What is it?" Buffy asked, a small grin spreading across her face.
Angel reached behind him and pulled out a small velvet box. "How about, will you marry me?"
"Oh, oh, oh my," Buffy stuttered, totally bewildered. "I, Angel, oh God."
Angel flipped open the box and revealed a platinum claddaugh ring. In the center where the heart would have been was a heart shaped ruby. The crown had chips of diamond and sapphire in it. The hands contained flecks of emerald. The beauty of the ring was astonishing, and Buffy knew this engagement symbol must have cost a fortune.
"Oh my God, Angel. Of course! Yes, I'll marry you!" Buffy exclaimed. She let out a short, but loud squeak as she jumped into Angel's arms after he slipped the expensive ring onto the third finger on her left hand. Buffy and Angel kissed ferociously with built up passion being released. All the Sunnydale gang had heard the loud squeak and climbed out of their rooms. They all looked at each other and went down the hall where they saw Buffy and Angel kissing extremely passionately.
"Ahem," Giles said, clearing his throat. "Buffy, why are you and Angel making out in the hallway?"
"Giles, everyone, Angel just proposed!" Buffy exclaimed excitedly. Everyone smiled and laughed and congratulated them. Willow hugged Buffy tightly and took hold of her left hand, and saw the costly ring on her finger. The heart on the engagement ring was turned outward, while the other claddaugh was turned inward. Willow understood this. When the wedding came, Angel would turn this ring around and then they would be married.
"Buffy, it's absolutely gorgeous!" Willow gushed. "I mean, wow! Extraordinary!"
"I know! Well, we need to come up with a password. Run along everyone!" Buffy said in a very happy tone. "Go on. Get some sleep!" She turned around and sighed contentedly, and whispered, "I know I won't be getting any sleep. Not that I'm complaining." Buffy broke off grinning.
"Ta cion agam ort," Angel said to the tapestry. (A/N: it literally means, 'I have fondness for you' in Irish Gaelic. It's as close to 'I love you' as I can get. Taw kinn oggum uhruht [pronunciation].)
"What's that mean?" Buffy asked her fiancé. //My fiancé. Oh my god!//
"It generally means 'I love you'," Angel said as the tapestry swung open. "But it literally means I have 'fondness for you'."
Buffy smiled and stepped into the residence that was to be her home for the next school year.
TBC.. Coming soon! Chapter 4 B: The New Teachers
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Harry Potter and the Three Slayers
By: JC ~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~` ~`~
Chapter 4 B: The New Teachers
"Ron, we're going to miss the train!" Hermione yelled back at Ron. "I'm not missing the first day back to school! I'm a prefect, for heaven's sake!"
"Hermione. Calm, quiet and stay down," Ron said quietly back. "You're going to draw attention to yourself. Now. Shut up!"
Harry sighed. His two best friends were always bickering at each other nowadays. And when they weren't fighting, they were sharing stolen glances and making doe-eyes at each other. Harry could have sworn that he heard Ron moan Hermione's name while Ron was sleeping. This show of affection was nauseating. He was starting to wonder if this was how it always would be.
After he ran into Buffy Summers and Angel.Harry wanted his friends to be as happy as those two seemed, but Ron just wouldn't ask Hermione out and Hermione never brought up the subject. As the trio boarded the train, Harry slipped a note into Ron's wizarding robes. After finding a compartment that was empty, omit them, Ron put his hands in his pockets, as so to not touch Hermione, whom he had sat next to.
Ron pulled out the note, and read: Ask Hermione out already! I know she like you!
Just then, Harry excused himself to the bathroom. He walked down the long corridor, peering into some of the compartments. As he neared a compartment with a green shamrock on it, he heard Irish music playing. When he glanced into the cubicle, he saw Seamus, Dean, Lee, Fred, and George laughing.
"Oi! Harry! Come on in!" Fred called. "We're having loads of fun! But."
"Why are you out there instead of being with Ron and Hermione?" George finished his brother's question.
"Well, I wrote Ron a note saying he should ask Hermione out because, you know. They both like each other," Harry explained to the nodding heads of his friends. "So, I left so he could ask her out."
"That's brilliant Harry!" Dean replied. "Can you hook me up with someone?"
"Do they like you?" Harry questioned.
"No."
"Then sorry. I'm not making a love potion for you," Harry responded. "So, when someone likes you, I'll set you up."
He left after saying a quick goodbye to the inhabitants of that compartment. Harry had been gone for a good fifteen minutes, and headed back to his compartment. When Harry slid the door open, he viewed a sight that he never wanted to see so soon:
Ron and Hermione kissing.
Harry's mouth dropped open and he stepped inside, slid the door shut and then made a loud noise in the back of his throat, causing the two heated lovebirds to break apart.
"Harry!" Hermione screeched surprised. "Wh-what are you doing here?"
"Um, we share the compartment, don't we Hermione?" Harry asked. He shook his head and sighed.
"Guess what, Harry!" Hermione said excitedly. "Ron asked me out!"
"Wow, Hermione!" Harry said, doing a very good job trying not to laugh. This was just too good. Ron and her made a good couple. They looked as happy as the two named Buffy and Angel he met on Diagon Ally. "So, you're dating now?"
"Yes," Ron and Hermione replied simultaneously.
"Are you boyfriend and girlfriend yet?"
Ron and Hermione looked at each other. "We haven't gotten that far Harry," Hermione explained. "We're going on a couple dates, and if we survive that."
"If we survive that, we'll probably become boyfriend and girlfriend," Ron finished.
"Oh. Well, at least you two finally decided to hook up," Harry explained. "Your puppy-dog eyes were making me nauseous."
They both glared at him, but the effect was lost because Ron and Hermione were smiling at him too.
"Anyway, Harry. Have you heard about the new teachers?" Ron asked quietly. "They have two DADA professors, and they are starting two new subjects. Dad won't tell me anything!"
"Really?" Harry asked. Whenever Mr. Weasley didn't tell anything to his kids, it was important and confidential. "What else?"
"Well, he told me there's a dozen more teachers, mostly they're going to be assistants, but there are three new classes," Ron said. "Six professors, six assistants, and even Hagrid gets an assistant."
"Wow. So, this year's going to be colorful, eh?" Harry said with a smirk.
"Oh yeah," replied not Ron, but Hermione. Harry and Ron stared at her. "What?"
TBC.. Chapter 5: Meeting the New Teachers !!!