This chapter is a bit strange, I realised I wanted to change the plot a little to this chapter is kind of off the top of my head, way away from what I originally planned to do. But I like this idea, and I hope you will too. Keep reading and reviewing, the more reviews I get the quicker I update! Plus I want to break 150! In fact whoever is my 150th reviewer gets a cameo in the story!

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Eight

Becks89 – I just stuck to canon- in the books Sirius goes to watch Harry and Harry sees the dog in the stands so I just changed it so that he saw Buffy instead. There is reasoning behind it, all will become clear…

Chapter 20 – Los Angeles

"I hope he's okay," Sirius said worriedly. "I mean Madam Pomfrey can fix most things but that was a long fall, and I can't believe the dementors affected him that was. I wonder what he saw…." Sirius paced the kitchen, as Buffy had seen him do before when he was agitated.

"He saw me," Buffy admitted. "Right before he saw the snitch, we made eye contact. I'll just have to be careful about Hogsmeade; I mean he doesn't know me so it'll be fine I'm sure."

"I wonder if he broke any bones," Sirius pondered anxiously. "Or if he got concussed….."

 "He'll be fine I'm sure," Buffy said soothingly. "I mean there's all the magical mojo isn't there?" She stood up and drew Sirius to her, holding him close. "Relax. He'll be okay." They remained that way for a while, Buffy holding on to Sirius, calming him down.
 "I need some sleep," she said finally, yawning. "G'night."

More weeks passed and Crookshanks came to visit them a few more times, Sirius finding out from him that he had been unable to capture Pettigrew just yet.
Mid November, Buffy broached a subject with Sirius that she had been thinking about for while.

 "Sirius," she began one day when they were curled up together in front of the fire. "It's Christmas soon isn't it?"

 "Yeah I guess it is," Sirius said, scratching his chin unconcernedly.
 "In my last letter, my mum said she wanted me to come home for Christmas," Buffy said in a matter of fact voice. "And I kind of want to go. And come back after of course."

 "Well, if you want to see your friends and family then go," Sirius said reasonably.
 "But I was kind of hoping you'd come with me," Buffy said in a plaintive voice, looking at him with wide eyes. "I mean we're together now and you didn't properly meet my family. And Giles said you could stay with him and the Aurors have left Sunnydale and…." Sirius placed a finger on her lips to stop the endless flow of babble that Buffy often blamed on Willow.
 "I really should stay here," he said slowly and Buffy's face fell. "But I haven't had Christmas for twelve years; it's time I made up for it." Buffy broke out in a big grin and kissed him. She squealed and then jumped up.
 "I'm gonna write to mum, it'll be so great!" she said excitedly.

 Consequently, it was another month before Buffy found herself packing up the few belongings she had to take back to Sunnydale. Sirius had assured her that they could use the Floo powder they had bought so long ago to travel. Buffy wasn't sure but went along with it.

Before they left, Sirius asked Buffy to take an envelope to the post office.

"What is it?" she asked, impatient to see her mum and friends.
 "A postal order," Sirius answered. "An order for a present for Harry, a racing broom."

 "Will he know it's from you?" Buffy asked, raising an eyebrow.
 "No it's blank," Sirius said, frowning slightly. "I just wanted to try and live up to my Godfather duties."

Buffy took the order quickly then returned to the Shrieking Shack. She and Sirius stood in front of the fire.
 "Are you sure this will work?" she said doubtfully.

 "Yeah I checked it was connected to the network," Sirius replied confidently. "There's a public Floo in Los Angeles. We can get the bus from there again." He held out the packet of Floo powder and Buffy took a pinch.
 "Throw it into the fire and say 'Los Angeles Public Floo'" Sirius instructed. "Then step into the flames."
 "This is a sign of how much I trust you," Buffy said warningly. "If I catch fire, you are so dead." She did as he instructed, steeped into the flames and felt herself being whirled away.

When Buffy saw light again, she found herself in a kind of underground room, not dissimilar to a subway station, but instead of train tracks, there was a large brick fireplace. The room was practically deserted; a few furtive looking wizards sitting slumped against the white washed walls. Buffy waited for a few moments and finally Sirius came through, dog shaped. He led Buffy up a set of steps and out into the pale moonlight of downtown LA.
 "Weird," Buffy commented, having just come from daylight. She followed Sirius into the crowds of people doing their Christmas shopping. Looking behind her, she found that she couldn't see the steps they had just ascended. Gradually Sirius slowed down, he didn't know LA like she did, as she had lived here. Buffy led him away from the crowds, preferring to take the side roads; it was safer that way.

Their bus was due at nine that evening so they had about an hour to kill but Buffy decided they should start right away. She followed one side road into an alley which she knew would lead her to a small street which they could walk up towards the station. On passing through the alley, there was a figure seated against the wall, wrapped up in old worn clothing, huddled up against the night.

 "Please help me," a voice said from the depths of the rags. The voice was old and tired sounding "Some food, or some money, please."

 Buffy slowed and reached into her pocket for some money to give to the tramp. She bent down to place the money on the floor but her wrist was grabbed in a vice like grip by a hand that emerged quickly from the rags.
 "Big mistake girly," the voice said, suddenly harsher and stronger sounding. The man threw off his rags, revealing a strong figure and the contorted face of a vampire. From the shadows three more emerged, snarling at the seemingly weak girl and her dog.
 "I think it was your mistake actually," Buffy said, using her free hand to throw her backpack to Sirius. She was actually excited, anticipating the fight. It had been a while since she had been performing her slayer duties.

Slipping back into slayer mode, the flipped the vampire using the grip he had on her wrist. He landed hard on the ground and she staked him quickly. The other three advanced on her and Buffy brandished her stake. They all attacked at once and Buffy fought them using a combination of punches and kicks that protected her from their attack. She managed to stake one quickly before turning to the others,

She kicked one against the wall and was about to stake it when the second grabbed her from behind and threw her to the ground. The two advanced on her.
 "Nice try girly," one of them said. It still advanced on her, but it stopped suddenly, puzzled. Buffy watched as it crumbled before her very eyes. Behind it stood a man brandishing his own wooden stake.
 "Angel?" Buffy said in disbelief.

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Oooh cliff hanger, but don't worry I'll update pretty soon!