It's been terribly long, and I'm sorry. I have been suffering from the most extreme case of writers' block ever to be soon on the face of Planet Queso, which is where I live.
Anyways…Well, yeah. I'd like to thank everyone who is here reading this now, everyone who has already read this, and everyone who will read this. And my new pair of socks. They're pink. Actually, they're not new, but they were my mom's until she spilled bleach on one of them and then she didn't want them anymore so I got them, since I don't wear matching socks anyways. That's boring. Currently, I'm wearing an orange sock with pink and yellow flowers and a panda bear face on my right foot, and a gray sock with big silver and white stars and little periwinkle blue stars on my left foot.
Now….(None of the following originally belonged to me except for the little rabid plot bunny, which I killed since bunnies are evil.)
Overture, Curtain, Lights,
This is it, the night of Nights!
And oh what sights we'll see,
On with the show, this is it!
(Sorry, you all, but I have that stuck in my head…)
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After dinner, Harry and Hermione went off in search of 'reference books'. Spike recalled a certain time when the two witches went off in search of a book on that day that the Whelp called some song-and-dance demon to Sunnyhell. They never actually had a book. Lavender tried to join him at his table, but thankfully Dumbledore called her away to do something. That left Seamus, Ginny, Ron, and Draco. Spike felt a bit out of place, and slightly third wheel-ish until Seamus and Ron went off to play a game of 'Wizards' Chess'. Spike wondered momentarily if this was the same kind of chess that he knew, and then decided he really didn't care. He was there only to get his Buffy back. Ginny came over to him. "How about us three go and get you outfitted now?"
"Right then. Where to?" Spike answered. Draco and Ginny began walking towards the go-levator, and Spike followed.
"Back to the go-levator, first, and the to 'Security Headquarters'. From there, I have three branches. Outfitting, which is where we're headed, Set-up, and Maintenance, Set-up is basically where we decided where we need more security, and what kind of security we need there. Maintenance is for the up-keep of stuff that's already in place. Like changing the passwords, and taking care of the things behind The Door." Spike knew that 'The Door' had to be the one at the end of the hall that their quarters' were in.
This time, the go-levator ride seemed even smoother than before. Spike reckoned he was getting used to it. The security headquarters opened into a rather small room that reminded Spike of the Watchers' house. It had tan walls and an uncomfortable looking couch. There was a desk with a phone and an appointment and schedule book on top. There were also three doors. They were labeled with the three departments that Ginny had outlined for him before. Ginny led them straight to Outfitting, where Spike found himself in a room lined with shelves. Each shelf was full of boxes. In the very center of the room was a stool, on which Ginny directed Spike to stand. He did, even though he had no clue why. He had assumed that the three of them would begin pulling things out of boxes until they found what would fit him, or that one of the others would wave their wands about and what he would need would fly to him. Standing on a stool in the center of the room was definitely not what he had expected.
Spike was trying to see the contents of a few of the lower-shelved boxes when he felt something run up the outside of his left leg. Jumping back quickly, he looked down to see a long yellow tape measure floating around the stool, looking very much like a dog sniffing for a bone. (A/N- Yes, I realize the stupidity of that simile, but it was the only one that I could think of.)
"It's just measuring you for your Outfitt. It only takes a minute. I probably should have explained it to you before…Sorry."
Draco took over Ginny's explanation. "It's charmed to take all the correct measurements, and then it will pull the correct Outfitt out of the boxes. You'll get a set of robes, a wand band, a book that re writes itself with the new passwords everyday, and the charm necklace that'll get you through the maze. All of these things are specially chosen for you by whatever magics are on that tape measure. "
Ginny took back over. "Dumbledore gave it to me to use on the day he named me Head of Security. He gave me that job because I did a wonderful job protecting my stuff from six older brothers, so a few dark wiards and generally evil things shouldn't present much problem. That's what he said, anyways."
"It's done." said Draco shortly. Spike wondered if he was always like this, or if he was just hacked off about something. He rather hoped the boy was always like this. He was. Spike hopped down and reached for some sort of clothing that the girl was handing him. It turned out to be some sort of robe in a thick cotton-like but not quite like cotton fabric. It had long, large sleeves, a short row of buttone up the front, and a large silver clasp in the shape of the bird Draco had shown him earlier, a pheonix. There were also two large pockets on the front, and one on the inside. He looked from the robe, back to the redhead.
'You expect me to wear this thing, or what?"
"Only on special occasions. Like the battle. That'll be fought in total wizard wear. Regular muggle clothes aren't equiped to hold all the charms and spells that wizard robes do. The buttons are for when we battle, so you can close your whole self off, and the clasp if for every time that you wear it. It'll help other pheonix members recognize you. The pheonix on this clasp looks very similar to the one on last years fall line of Calvin Klein Wizardwear Outerwear, so unless you knew exactly the difference you were looking for, you wouldn't notice the difference. The pockets are charmed so that nothing will fall out, and the inside one is made so that only the person who put something in there will be able to get it back out." Ginny stopped for a minute to reach down and retreive the rest of the items in Spike's Outfitt. The first one of these that she held out to him was the book. "It's charmed so that only Order members can read it properly. If anyone else picked it up and looked at it, all they would see was a very boring book. Your's is called 'An In-Depth History of the Vital Role in the History of Evolution and the Food Chain of the Flobberworm', but they all have different titles. All very boring so that no one would pick them up. Mine's called 'The Revolution of Lip Reddening Charms and it's Impact on Today's Society'."
Spike took the thick, dark brown leather bound book from her. Upon skimming through it, he noticed that the first pages had all the passwords that he had been told earlier. The rest of the book apparently contained a brief history of what the Order is and why it came about. The next think he was handed was the charmed necklace. It was a long, thick chain of silver, with a charm dangling from it. "The necklaces are different too, specially selected by your measurments. Mine's a crayon. What's your's?"
"A key." Spike almost smiled when he saw the flash of light from the charm. It didn't seem to be coming from a reflection of the lights, but rather from within the key itself. It really did remind him of Dawn, which he thought was rather fitting, as he wouldn't be in this situation right now if she wasn't the key. Not that it was her fault; he would never blame the girl for any of this, even though he knew she blamed herself.
He saw Draco nod slightly upon hearing what his charm was. "Mine's a snake, wonder of wonders. Ron has a chess piece, Granger's got a quill, Potter has a lightning bolt, Finnegan has a shamrock, and Brown's got a crystal ball. She beleives in all that Divination crap that Trewlawney forced down our throats the last few years. She says she knows it's true, how else do you think she's so good at leading anyone trying to track the Order down in circles? I think it's just listening to her try to use logic that does it. Dumbledore has some kind of muggle candy on his charm."
"This last thing goes around a wand, so I guess we'll have to get you a stick or something made to look like a wand. I'll get one from Fred and George; I'll tell them I want to slip it to Draco so he won't be able to do any magic and hopefully he'll be sent off to live as a squib." She smirked at Draco, who stuck his nose in the air and looked at something else like he hadn't heard her. "That's your whole Outfitt then, so unless there's anything you'd like to see again, we'll go back to our rooms."
"Right, then. Let's go." The three left the office and Spike glanced at the open appointment book. There was a new entry writing itself in purple ink. So far it said: Saturday, July 14, 2001, ten twenty eight p.m., three persons enter the last door and do something in there that was rather quiet so I couldn't hear through the door. One of them is new here, and he is VERY hott. I'd love to--
The golevator trip was quick and Spike was glad. Even though he supposed he was used to it, he didn't like it much at all. They were let off in the ornate hallway where all of the rooms were, and Ginny stepped off hurrudly. "See you guys tomorrow." She ran into her room and shut the door quickly. Draco rolled his eyes.
"You got all the gear now, so you'll be able to get your own door." Spike did, and they both went in. "You can do whatever you want until three-thirty tomorrow afternoon. Then we meet back in the Head Room. The go-levator will let you off at the top of the steps, right where you would come out of the maze at the same spot as if you were coming through the floo network. You'll have to consult your book for the passwords, and remember, don't knock on the door, or else you'll be sucked through it and be turned into a pile of goo. Well, you'd probably just be dust after that, but a living person would be goo. Very hard to clean up. Did you notice the big brownish kinda stain right inside the door? That's been a mess, let me tell you. Four house elves were gone before they finally wised up. We also lost an owl that got trapped down here some way or another and landed on the handle and knocked with it's beak. Anyways, watch out for all the traps."
Spike nodded and and threw all his stuff onto the couch. He liked the couch; he liked all the firniture actually. Most of it was uphostered in black leather, and the tables and things like that were all painted black with silver trim. Those were the predominant colors, with spattering of green thown in here and there. "So then mate, is this all mine to do what I like with?"
"Yeah, pretty much. The house elves will come in everyday, sometime when you're not here to clean up. They'll do that and light a fire at night, though I guess you wouldn't really want that done, eh? They'll also send down something to eat whenever you'd like, or if you really feel the need, you can take the go-levator to Dumbledore's office up in the castle. Then you can make your way to the kitchens, but I'd advise you not to wondering about up there by yourself until either you get to know your way around, or we get you a pretty damn good cover story. It's hell trying to keep a secret in this place, let me tell you."
"Castle? Where the bleeding hell are we?"
Draco sighed, and began trying to explain to the vampire where they were, and all about how they came to be there.
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Well? How was it? I know that it's been a long time from here in both of the different storylines. Buffy's plotline has gone three years past here, and the SERIES FINALE has happened too, and the Harry Potter series has had yet another miraculous installment.
On a rather unrelated note, Star Wars and Lord of the Rings have both been updated too.
Originally, (as Amy knows from my telling her that I was working on a convo with Draco and Spike last night) I had that end conversation partially done. However, I got a block halfway through it, and SINCE I DON'T HAVE AMY'S NUMBER AND SHE DID NOT CALL ME AFTER SCHOOL TODAY LIKE SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO I didn't have anyone to talk it through with, so I just omitted it all from this chapter, and decided that next chapter will have that convo to start with, and then become a miraculously large flash back to where we find out the rest of how Draco came to be involved with the Order in the first place.
So, fear not, loyal readers (okay, I have stretched the definition of loyal to cover people who are reading this out of sheer boredom, and have just found it for the first time, as well as people who have sorta followed it) there will be more!!!
Anyways…Well, yeah. I'd like to thank everyone who is here reading this now, everyone who has already read this, and everyone who will read this. And my new pair of socks. They're pink. Actually, they're not new, but they were my mom's until she spilled bleach on one of them and then she didn't want them anymore so I got them, since I don't wear matching socks anyways. That's boring. Currently, I'm wearing an orange sock with pink and yellow flowers and a panda bear face on my right foot, and a gray sock with big silver and white stars and little periwinkle blue stars on my left foot.
Now….(None of the following originally belonged to me except for the little rabid plot bunny, which I killed since bunnies are evil.)
Overture, Curtain, Lights,
This is it, the night of Nights!
And oh what sights we'll see,
On with the show, this is it!
(Sorry, you all, but I have that stuck in my head…)
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After dinner, Harry and Hermione went off in search of 'reference books'. Spike recalled a certain time when the two witches went off in search of a book on that day that the Whelp called some song-and-dance demon to Sunnyhell. They never actually had a book. Lavender tried to join him at his table, but thankfully Dumbledore called her away to do something. That left Seamus, Ginny, Ron, and Draco. Spike felt a bit out of place, and slightly third wheel-ish until Seamus and Ron went off to play a game of 'Wizards' Chess'. Spike wondered momentarily if this was the same kind of chess that he knew, and then decided he really didn't care. He was there only to get his Buffy back. Ginny came over to him. "How about us three go and get you outfitted now?"
"Right then. Where to?" Spike answered. Draco and Ginny began walking towards the go-levator, and Spike followed.
"Back to the go-levator, first, and the to 'Security Headquarters'. From there, I have three branches. Outfitting, which is where we're headed, Set-up, and Maintenance, Set-up is basically where we decided where we need more security, and what kind of security we need there. Maintenance is for the up-keep of stuff that's already in place. Like changing the passwords, and taking care of the things behind The Door." Spike knew that 'The Door' had to be the one at the end of the hall that their quarters' were in.
This time, the go-levator ride seemed even smoother than before. Spike reckoned he was getting used to it. The security headquarters opened into a rather small room that reminded Spike of the Watchers' house. It had tan walls and an uncomfortable looking couch. There was a desk with a phone and an appointment and schedule book on top. There were also three doors. They were labeled with the three departments that Ginny had outlined for him before. Ginny led them straight to Outfitting, where Spike found himself in a room lined with shelves. Each shelf was full of boxes. In the very center of the room was a stool, on which Ginny directed Spike to stand. He did, even though he had no clue why. He had assumed that the three of them would begin pulling things out of boxes until they found what would fit him, or that one of the others would wave their wands about and what he would need would fly to him. Standing on a stool in the center of the room was definitely not what he had expected.
Spike was trying to see the contents of a few of the lower-shelved boxes when he felt something run up the outside of his left leg. Jumping back quickly, he looked down to see a long yellow tape measure floating around the stool, looking very much like a dog sniffing for a bone. (A/N- Yes, I realize the stupidity of that simile, but it was the only one that I could think of.)
"It's just measuring you for your Outfitt. It only takes a minute. I probably should have explained it to you before…Sorry."
Draco took over Ginny's explanation. "It's charmed to take all the correct measurements, and then it will pull the correct Outfitt out of the boxes. You'll get a set of robes, a wand band, a book that re writes itself with the new passwords everyday, and the charm necklace that'll get you through the maze. All of these things are specially chosen for you by whatever magics are on that tape measure. "
Ginny took back over. "Dumbledore gave it to me to use on the day he named me Head of Security. He gave me that job because I did a wonderful job protecting my stuff from six older brothers, so a few dark wiards and generally evil things shouldn't present much problem. That's what he said, anyways."
"It's done." said Draco shortly. Spike wondered if he was always like this, or if he was just hacked off about something. He rather hoped the boy was always like this. He was. Spike hopped down and reached for some sort of clothing that the girl was handing him. It turned out to be some sort of robe in a thick cotton-like but not quite like cotton fabric. It had long, large sleeves, a short row of buttone up the front, and a large silver clasp in the shape of the bird Draco had shown him earlier, a pheonix. There were also two large pockets on the front, and one on the inside. He looked from the robe, back to the redhead.
'You expect me to wear this thing, or what?"
"Only on special occasions. Like the battle. That'll be fought in total wizard wear. Regular muggle clothes aren't equiped to hold all the charms and spells that wizard robes do. The buttons are for when we battle, so you can close your whole self off, and the clasp if for every time that you wear it. It'll help other pheonix members recognize you. The pheonix on this clasp looks very similar to the one on last years fall line of Calvin Klein Wizardwear Outerwear, so unless you knew exactly the difference you were looking for, you wouldn't notice the difference. The pockets are charmed so that nothing will fall out, and the inside one is made so that only the person who put something in there will be able to get it back out." Ginny stopped for a minute to reach down and retreive the rest of the items in Spike's Outfitt. The first one of these that she held out to him was the book. "It's charmed so that only Order members can read it properly. If anyone else picked it up and looked at it, all they would see was a very boring book. Your's is called 'An In-Depth History of the Vital Role in the History of Evolution and the Food Chain of the Flobberworm', but they all have different titles. All very boring so that no one would pick them up. Mine's called 'The Revolution of Lip Reddening Charms and it's Impact on Today's Society'."
Spike took the thick, dark brown leather bound book from her. Upon skimming through it, he noticed that the first pages had all the passwords that he had been told earlier. The rest of the book apparently contained a brief history of what the Order is and why it came about. The next think he was handed was the charmed necklace. It was a long, thick chain of silver, with a charm dangling from it. "The necklaces are different too, specially selected by your measurments. Mine's a crayon. What's your's?"
"A key." Spike almost smiled when he saw the flash of light from the charm. It didn't seem to be coming from a reflection of the lights, but rather from within the key itself. It really did remind him of Dawn, which he thought was rather fitting, as he wouldn't be in this situation right now if she wasn't the key. Not that it was her fault; he would never blame the girl for any of this, even though he knew she blamed herself.
He saw Draco nod slightly upon hearing what his charm was. "Mine's a snake, wonder of wonders. Ron has a chess piece, Granger's got a quill, Potter has a lightning bolt, Finnegan has a shamrock, and Brown's got a crystal ball. She beleives in all that Divination crap that Trewlawney forced down our throats the last few years. She says she knows it's true, how else do you think she's so good at leading anyone trying to track the Order down in circles? I think it's just listening to her try to use logic that does it. Dumbledore has some kind of muggle candy on his charm."
"This last thing goes around a wand, so I guess we'll have to get you a stick or something made to look like a wand. I'll get one from Fred and George; I'll tell them I want to slip it to Draco so he won't be able to do any magic and hopefully he'll be sent off to live as a squib." She smirked at Draco, who stuck his nose in the air and looked at something else like he hadn't heard her. "That's your whole Outfitt then, so unless there's anything you'd like to see again, we'll go back to our rooms."
"Right, then. Let's go." The three left the office and Spike glanced at the open appointment book. There was a new entry writing itself in purple ink. So far it said: Saturday, July 14, 2001, ten twenty eight p.m., three persons enter the last door and do something in there that was rather quiet so I couldn't hear through the door. One of them is new here, and he is VERY hott. I'd love to--
The golevator trip was quick and Spike was glad. Even though he supposed he was used to it, he didn't like it much at all. They were let off in the ornate hallway where all of the rooms were, and Ginny stepped off hurrudly. "See you guys tomorrow." She ran into her room and shut the door quickly. Draco rolled his eyes.
"You got all the gear now, so you'll be able to get your own door." Spike did, and they both went in. "You can do whatever you want until three-thirty tomorrow afternoon. Then we meet back in the Head Room. The go-levator will let you off at the top of the steps, right where you would come out of the maze at the same spot as if you were coming through the floo network. You'll have to consult your book for the passwords, and remember, don't knock on the door, or else you'll be sucked through it and be turned into a pile of goo. Well, you'd probably just be dust after that, but a living person would be goo. Very hard to clean up. Did you notice the big brownish kinda stain right inside the door? That's been a mess, let me tell you. Four house elves were gone before they finally wised up. We also lost an owl that got trapped down here some way or another and landed on the handle and knocked with it's beak. Anyways, watch out for all the traps."
Spike nodded and and threw all his stuff onto the couch. He liked the couch; he liked all the firniture actually. Most of it was uphostered in black leather, and the tables and things like that were all painted black with silver trim. Those were the predominant colors, with spattering of green thown in here and there. "So then mate, is this all mine to do what I like with?"
"Yeah, pretty much. The house elves will come in everyday, sometime when you're not here to clean up. They'll do that and light a fire at night, though I guess you wouldn't really want that done, eh? They'll also send down something to eat whenever you'd like, or if you really feel the need, you can take the go-levator to Dumbledore's office up in the castle. Then you can make your way to the kitchens, but I'd advise you not to wondering about up there by yourself until either you get to know your way around, or we get you a pretty damn good cover story. It's hell trying to keep a secret in this place, let me tell you."
"Castle? Where the bleeding hell are we?"
Draco sighed, and began trying to explain to the vampire where they were, and all about how they came to be there.
*********************
Well? How was it? I know that it's been a long time from here in both of the different storylines. Buffy's plotline has gone three years past here, and the SERIES FINALE has happened too, and the Harry Potter series has had yet another miraculous installment.
On a rather unrelated note, Star Wars and Lord of the Rings have both been updated too.
Originally, (as Amy knows from my telling her that I was working on a convo with Draco and Spike last night) I had that end conversation partially done. However, I got a block halfway through it, and SINCE I DON'T HAVE AMY'S NUMBER AND SHE DID NOT CALL ME AFTER SCHOOL TODAY LIKE SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO I didn't have anyone to talk it through with, so I just omitted it all from this chapter, and decided that next chapter will have that convo to start with, and then become a miraculously large flash back to where we find out the rest of how Draco came to be involved with the Order in the first place.
So, fear not, loyal readers (okay, I have stretched the definition of loyal to cover people who are reading this out of sheer boredom, and have just found it for the first time, as well as people who have sorta followed it) there will be more!!!