I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or anything associated with it. It belongs to its creator Joss Whedon and whoever else owns it. This piece of literature is simply the work of a humble fan. I don't own Harry Potter neither. It belongs to J.K. Rowling.
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:::Author Notes:::
This takes place during Season Five of Buffy. It's not really after any episode since its pretty much Alternate Universe now. But think along the time frame of The Real Me (where we get an insight into Dawn's head). For Harry Potter it takes place after the events of book five: Order of the Phoenix and the six book whatever its going to be called. Harry's now sixteen and Buffy is 20. The year in case you want to know is 2001.
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The infamous question and answering part. You guys know I don't like people being confused so here are your answers.
Q&A
Will this take place just in Sunnydale? — We will see Hogwarts again. Sunnydale won't be the only place in the story.
Who is Dawn's father? — Don't worry. You'll find out. All I can say is pay attention to words. READ THEM CAREFULLY.
How old is Dawn? — I'll explain how old she is in this chapter. After all, I can't give everything away in the first chapter.
Thank you everyone who reviewed the last chapter. Glad to see that this series still has fans ^_^ I really appreciate what you thought. I can honestly say that I think this story will have surprises and twists coming up in later chapters just like the last one.
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Stars Falling unto Earth
Chapter Two: Ramblings of a madman
By: Water Mage
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Outside the window of Dawn's room birds chirped singing thanks to the rising morning sun. Buffy entered the pink and white walled room walking along the plush carpeted floor, her feet barely making a noise. Buffy smiled down as she leaned over the crib, gazing down at her slumbering daughter. The room was like any other babies room. Toys were scattered across the floor along with other child things. Adorning the walls were pictures of Dawn at different stages in her life. The pictures went around the whole room, starting with Dawn being a day old to the newest pictures from last month. The month before, June had been Dawn's first birthday; born a month premature she surprised all the doctors that despite the early birth, she was a lively and very healthy newborn baby.
Buffy couldn't help but smile down at Dawn. The little girl was her pride and joy. The news of Buffy's pregnancy came as a surprise to everyone including herself. It was only because of the morning sickness and weird food cravings that Buffy even suspected something was wrong with her. When her doctor told her that she was two months pregnant, Buffy had actually fainted from shock. Then when she woke up so many thoughts flooded her mind. The first one obviously was… The timing was off since she had slept with Parker in mid October and to be two months pregnant the baby would have to be conceived in November. And as far as she knew she didn't have sex with anyone in November. Buffy couldn't explain it and still didn't know the answer, so she along with everyone else figured that Parker was the father. Not that she would ever tell him. This was the same man who thought their act of lovemaking was just a one-night stand, and didn't mean anything. After nine months of pregnancy, in which Buffy was forced to take it easy, on June of last year Dawn Joyce Potter was born into the world.
Everyone loved Dawn from her friends in Sunnydale to the people at Hogwarts. She just had the ability to turn even the crankiest people into mush, by being her naturally adorable self. Dawn was Buffy's godsend and nothing would ever change that.
"Mama," mumbled Dawn sleepily, eyes opening for the first time.
Buffy picked Dawn up cradling her gently against her chest. "Hey, baby. Good morning," she said softly, as she walked from the room. Buffy walked down stairs with Dawn entering the kitchen. Harry was already there a bowl of cereal in front of him along with a stack of toast and bacon. Over the last four months Harry had shot up in height nearly reaching six feet and filling out in the chest and arms. With his long hair and awesome body, the teen boy looked more like a model than a teenage wizard on summer vacation.
"Good morning, Harry," Buffy greeted walking into the room, placing Dawn in her special child chair.
"MwufngBuffy," Harry said around a mouthful of chewed food.
Buffy raised her lip in disgust. Harry along with filling out and finally getting his growth spurt, his appetite had increased to match his new height. The boy was shoveling food into his mouth like it was his last meal. It really was a sight to watch. Her lips quirked into a smile as Buffy thought that Harry reassembled a person on death row who was eating their final meal.
"It really is an experience to see him eat isn't it," said Buffy talking to Dawn as if Harry wasn't in hearing range. The boy wizard picked up his head as Buffy continued talking. "It's almost like a watching a velociraptor devouring its first prey in over a week. I tried to contact National Geographic to have them do a piece on him, but they were too scared to get close to him during feeding times. And the local zoo was afraid he would eat the other animals if they put him on exhibit. So that means we're stuck with him."
Buffy laughed out loud at the expression on Harry's face. He looked like he didn't know whether to laugh or be angry. Finally, laughter took over and he was damn near choking on his food he was laughing so hard. Dawn laughed too getting syrup, from the pancakes she was eating, all around her mouth.
Harry rolled his eyes still chuckling. "Ha ha ha — Laugh it up Mighty Mouse."
"Oh, good one," replied Buffy. "Although a little scary your starting to know more pop culture than me and the gang."
Harry smirked. "I have a good teacher."
The backdoor opened and in walked Xander, Anya, then Willow and Tara. They said their good mornings pulling up chairs around various spots in the kitchen. Willow and Tara sat at the table and Xander and Anya sat at the island countertop on barstools. In their hands they carried donuts and bagels. The group did this some mornings. Just getting together to hang out in the morning before their days turned hectic.
"What you got planned today, Buffster?" asked Xander, cramming a bagel in his mouth.
Buffy shrugged, taking the time to wipe Dawn's mouth with a wetnap as she answered. "I don't know. Probably just go to the Magic Box and train some and help out Giles."
"I'll go with you, Buff," said Willow. "Tara has to go to a summer class and I have nothing to do."
"What about you, Xander? You have to go to work?" asked Buffy.
He nodded his face brightening. "Yeah, I think that if I keep up the good work I'm doing—I just might get promoted."
"Good for you, Xan," replied Harry along with everyone else. He was about to say something else when the kitchen phone rang. He walked to the phone and after glancing at the called id answered it with a smile on his face. He picked up the cordless and walked into the dining room.
"Good morning, angels!" said Genesis as Harry answered the phone.
Harry rolled his eyes. "I thought we established this Gen, you are not one of Charlie's Angels."
"Yeah, I forgot. Anyway, guess what?"
Harry sighed into the phone. "You know I'm not good at guessing games—"
"You wouldn't believe it but I went over to Tim's the other day to make him a nice dinner for our two month anniversary. I got there and I heard noises come from the bedroom, so I went and checked it out. I open the door and the dirty mother fucker was screwing some big breasted blond. He saw and tried to make up some shit, so I threw the key to his house he gave me directly at his fucking eye."
Harry gaped staring at the phone like it was a monster. "I can't believe it!" he paused and thought about it. "Well, maybe I can. Genesis you know he is a college boy…"
Genesis huffed. "I know that. We're going to get that fucker back. No one cheats on me. I have a plan."
Harry groaned. "Genesis, you know that your plans suck. I really don't want to get involved, we all know you don't look good in orange."
Harry was of course referring to the time that Genesis had to wear one of those prison jumpsuits. She had to do community service once and ended up picking up trash, along the side of the highway outside of town. The reason she got community service was funny as hell to Harry. They were both at the mall when Genesis planned out that Harry needed a girlfriend to give him some extra happiness in life. She went up to some girl and asked her if Harry could have her phone number. The girl told Genesis 'Hell no and step the fuck back'. Harry watched in slow motion as Genesis suddenly opened a can of whoop ass on the girl. Genesis didn't even stop beating the girl's ass even when the cops came. In fact she hit two officers when they pulled her off. That incident earned her a court date, a fine, and twenty eight hours community service. In the end, Genesis thought the whole thing was worth it.
Genesis laughed. "Harry, you know that we agreed to never bring up the 'forgotten incident'. Anyway this plan is going to work. I've got it all figured out. I'll get ready and you tell Buffy I'm staying the night tonight. We'll sneak out late at night out the window and get revenge on that slut."
"What— wait," Harry tried to argue but the phone line went dead. He sighed closing his eyes. He knew he should never have picked up the phone. At least he knew today wouldn't be a boring day, although it never was when he hung out with Genesis. He personally thought that living on the Hellmouth all her life must have some weird affect on her.
Harry walked back into kitchen to see Buffy and Willow sitting at the kitchen table with Dawn. Xander, Anya, and Tara left while he was taking his phone call.
"Who was on the phone?" asked Buffy.
"Just Gen. She's staying the night tonight," replied Harry. Genesis stayed the night at their house all the time. Buffy didn't have to worry about the two of them doing anything R rated. She knew that both of them had a friendship like hers and Xander's. A brother and sister relationship.
"That's alright," agreed Buffy. "You two behave." She glanced down at her watch. "Its time that I need to get Dawn ready so we can leave." Buffy walked upstairs to Dawn's room and took off her pajamas putting on some day clothes. She packed a bag for the day with everything Dawn would need. Shouldering it she picked up Dawn and walked back downstairs.
Willow was talking to Harry when she walked into the living room. "Ready to go?" she asked.
"Yep, lets go," smiled Willow. She waved goodbye to Harry, leaving the house with Buffy. The walk wasn't a long one for thirty minutes later they were coming up on the shop. Buffy was suddenly grabbed around the upper part of her arm. Instantly, she wrenched off the offending hand and pushed the person back, the force knocking them to the ground. Holding Dawn securely to her, Buffy stared down at the person whom had fallen to the ground. He was a man clothed in a black uniform. A night guard or something similar was the job title that came to mind.
The man stared at Buffy with a weird gleam in his eyes. Eyes that were pale blue and held a vacant look inside. Almost like he was looking at her, but through her at the same time. Willow opened her mouth to talk but the strange man beat her to it.
Pointing his finger at Dawn he cried, "Such light! Such pretty green light! So bright… Pure… Warm… So beautiful—"
"Are you alright, sir?" questioned Willow, stepping forward slightly to help him.
The man didn't even look to her at her inquiry. Instead he was focused only on Dawn. Muttering under his breath the same comments over and over again. 'Such light… Such pretty green light! So bright… Pure… Warm… So beautiful—' Willow frowned shaking her head. The man was obviously not right in the head. That much was certain.
"Buffy, I think we should call the police or something?"
Buffy nodded not knowing what to say. Unconsciously, she tightened her hold on Dawn as the man continued to stare at her daughter in wonder and awe. Dawn took her head off Buffy's shoulder to look down at the stranger whom was still lying on his butt on the ground, staring up at her. Dawn and the stranger's eyes met in a stare. Neither Buffy nor Willow saw the way Dawn's eyes seemed to shine with a radiant, emerald light before returning to her normal green. Her face for that one instant had an expression that a child's didn't have…an intelligence and knowledge that should be beyond any one-year-old. Her face had appeared wise, neither old nor young for that one instant before it returned to normal.
"Buffy, you go ahead inside while I wait on the police," said Willow.
Buffy looked at her questioning. "Are you sure?"
Willow nodded keeping her eyes trained on the guy. "I'm sure. The way he's staring at Dawn is really starting to wig me out."
"Willow, he's a little messed I don't think you should out here by yourself," argued Buffy.
Willlow smiled and lifted up her hand. A current of purple electricity crackled between her fingers, as she smiled at Buffy's expression. "I'm fine, Buff."
Buffy didn't voice anymore complaints, nodding once she walked into the shop giving the stranger an odd stare as he followed Dawn with his eyes. It was still early in the morning and no one was on the streets to witness the strange confrontation that had just happened. The bell twinkled as she walked through the door of the Magic Box. Giles looked up at noise; he was dressed in a collared shirt and coat sans tie.
"Hello, Buffy," he smiled. "I see you brought Dawn with you today."
Giles walked to her and took Dawn into his arms bouncing her a few times making her laugh. Buffy leaned against the register counter and relayed the events that had just happened to Giles.
"Oh my," he muttered, as Buffy spread Dawn's blanket on the floor behind the register. She reached for Dawn and sat her on the blanket with some of her toys to keep her entertained.
"It was really creepy. More creepy than when Angelus used to get his jollies stalking me."
Giles nodded. "Do you think that we think we need to research or was it just the ravings of a madman."
Buffy sighed, twisting her long hair around a finger. A habit she found herself doing from time to time. "No, I don't think we need to go into research mode just yet. He honestly seemed just like an ordinary wacko. Not that wackos are ordinary. He definitely won't be gracing the cover of Sanity Fair anytime soon."
"He's gone," voiced Willow, entering the shop wearing a smile. Her short red hair bounced as she walked. "The police came and he went quietly."
Buffy turned to Giles. "No demon I know would go quietly, so maybe he was just wacko. No worries then."
Giles pushed his glasses higher up on his nose with a finger. "If you think so then. I just hope that is the last that we see of our insane friend."
"I hope so too," muttered Buffy, looking down at Dawn who was playing happily with a pair of letter blocks.
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A door opened and light flooding the dark, musty room. Chained to a wall, a thin man with numerous bleeding cuts marring his body looked up. He was wearing a pair of bloodied, rank, monk robes. The same pair of robes he had been wearing for the last two months. It was one of her minions. All hope of having been rescued had vanished from his mind after the first month. Now all he wanted was the sweet oblivion of death. The place that hovered just beyond his reach and called out to him to embrace it and rest. His holder was a master of torture and knew how to inflict waves of pain on him, bringing him to the brink of death but not total death. The minion unchained him and Jacob sagged to the floor lifelessly.
"Up you go," said the minion unusually cheery. "She is expecting you."
He picked Jacob up and carried him out of the room. The minion had inky black eyes, scaly skin, and long, stringy, greasy hair that practically begged to be washed. They walked down a long corridor till they came to a set of double wooden doors. The minion threw them open dragging Jacob in and then chained him to a pair of old, iron chains hanging from the ceiling. The room he was now in was gorgeous. It was basically a penthouse fit for a grand hotel. Red furniture and expensive paintings filled the room, showing off the occupant's wealth and taste in fine things.
A door opened and a woman walked out, the woman who despite her beauty was as dangerous as a lion on the prowl. Striding forward dressed in a revealing gold dress; she stood before him her hands on her hip and an evil gleam in her blue eyes. Flipping back her slightly, curly long blond hair she gave him a bright smile that betrayed her true intentions.
"Hello, Jacob," she smiled, the smile masking the annoyance on her face. "Do you think your up for talking today?"
Jacob didn't even have the will to glare anymore. "I have told you, I will tell you nothing."
The woman lost her smile fast. Her face fixed into an expression of cool anger. "Wrong answer. I will get my key and when I do this whole little backwater world will know pain first hand. Every war… all the strife… you humans have ever faced will seem like cake when I get what I want… Now I'm asking this one more time, where is the Key?"
"Go to hell," managed Jacob weakly.
The woman sneered at him. "Been there, done that, trying to go back. But that's the wrong answer." She raised her fingers to his face; the nails painted deep red and smiled. "Now, lets try this again shall we."
Without even a pause she sunk her fingers straight through his gut…
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"I still don't see why we had to dress in black?" asked Harry as he and Genesis stood in his room. They were both dressed head to foot in black gear… even the beanies on their heads were black.
Genesis sighed patiently. "We're on a mission. Haven't I taught you anything— Now let's go," she said, opening his window. He started forward to window but she placed a hand on his shoulder stopping him. She reached into her jacket and pressed something. A moment later, the mission impossible theme song was playing from something within her jacket. Harry and her both laughed quietly, fearing they would wake Buffy if they got too loud.
The cool chill of the night air drifted through the open window. Harry made sure to tuck his wand and stake in his pocket. Genesis didn't know about the town of Sunnydale but he did. Harry climbed out the window and shimmied down the tree. She followed him although his landing was a little better than hers was; he actually landed on his feet. The mission impossible song was still playing as she glared up at him lying on her back. He laughed at her and she gave him the finger. She got back up dusting herself off, flipping her hair over her shoulder she gave him a haughty look.
"I meant to do that."
Harry smirked. "Yeah, right."
"Kiss my ass bitch," Genesis laughed as they ducked/ran across the street to her car. They got in and buckled up. Genesis started the car up and gave Harry a sharp salute. "Let's go get this slut."
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Buffy awoke at three in the morning to the ringing of the phone. Groggily, she rolled over in her bed and reached to the nightstand for her cordless.
"Hello," she said answering it. Her eyes snapped open and a cry of "What?" tore from her lips. Five minutes later she hung up cursing silently and laughing between curse words.
Buffy and Harry had just had an interesting chat. It seemed that Genesis' boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend now, had cheated on her earlier, when she had no idea. It was her bright idea that they, meaning Harry and Genesis, would go (In the middle of the night) and let the air out of his tires. They actually got to his house and just as we were about to start deflating the tires, he came out of the house with a date. They had to get out of sight quickly and hopped a wall into the neighbor's yard. Harry landed wrong and ended up spraining his ankle. He had called from the hospital just now. The doctors needed to talk to his guardian and that happened to be Buffy.
Buffy sighed sitting up her bead. She glanced at the clock and groaned. Yes, Harry was defiantly going to pay for this. No way was he going to get away with sneaking out of the house, then waking her up at three a.m. calling from the hospital.
"I hope they put him on crutches, so he learns his lesson," she said to herself. "He's lucky I owe him for baby-sitting Dawn or I would leave him there."
'I ought to make him hop home on his crutches…' she thought, slipping out of bed. 'Its not that far…'
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I hope you guys liked this chapter. As you can see without the burden of the world on his shoulders, Harry is being a normal teen. Trust me sneaking out is not unusual, everyone I know does it… Anyway, remember to review and tell me what you thought.
