Title: Consequences
Author: wildchild494
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Spoilers: My own version of Buffy the Vampire Slayer's Season 7, and the HP kids are in 7th year.
Pairings: Willow/Harry, Buffy/Draco
Summary: Willow is sent to Hogwarts to control her magic, and Buffy is going with her.
A/N: Sorry for asking so many questions! But I'm really really really really really happy that you guys answered!!! =) THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! =) They helped a WHOLE LOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And don't worry about Willow and the snake. I'm not gonna make her a Parselmouth. You'll find more about that later in the story. =)
Chapter Seven: Ollivander's
"Why didn't you buy a broom?" Buffy asked Willow as they went through the exit doors of the Quidditch store. The red-head was empty handed save for her owl and its cage. The beautiful bird had fallen asleep on its perch, oblivious to everything else that surround it.
Willow simply shrugged. "After Harry explained to me everything about Quidditch, I have a feeling that won't be flying anytime soon." She said. "I mean, flying balls that try to knock you off your broom? That's a tad bit dangerous for me."
"Danger is my middle name!" Buffy exclaimed gripping her broomstick tightly, as if afraid that it might disappear or snagged out of her clutches. If everyone knew that she was a slayer, no one would dare.
"So, are you sure that Quidditch was all you and Harry talked about?" Buffy asked teasingly, nudging Willow with her shoulder.
Willow blushed, and she couldn't hold back the giddy smile that lit up her whole face. "Well, he did say that he hoped I would end up in the same House that he's in."
"Ooh! Somebody's got a crush!"
"Haha, very funny." Willow said, rolling her eyes. "If you must remember, we are not exactly seventeen years old." She reminded waggling a finger in front of Buffy's nose.
This time, it was the slayer's turn to roll her eyes. "Oh please, no one needs to know *that*." She said emphasizing the word 'that' ever so slightly. "And besides, plenty of men like older women!" Buffy said crossing her arms over her chest.
"You mean, like Ashton Kutcher and Demi Moore?" Willow asked cocking an eyebrow.
"Exactly!" Buffy pointed out with a grin at the thought of the two famous *muggle* celebrities.
"Hmm, you say that as if you actually have your eye on a man younger than you are." Willow said, smirking.
Buffy flushed a light shade of pink.
"Would this younger person be a certain blonde-haired guy?" Willow asked in mock thoughtfulness. And she edged out of the way just in time as Buffy's hand reached over to slap her on the shoulder. "Ha! You're not the only one with fast reflexes ya know!" Willow said, grinning at Buffy's scowl.
But it disappeared quickly when they came to a stop in front of a dusty looking shop. "They sell wands here?" Buffy asked doubtfully. "This place is ancient!"
Willow nodded in agreement. "It does seem that it has been around for a while."
The shop was lined with a countless number of shelves. All of which were cluttered with grimy boxes, covered in a very fine layer of gray dust.
Buffy tapped her palm on the bell that sat on top of the wooden counter while calling out. "Hello? Is anybody in here?" she asked, glancing around for any sign of any living being.
The place was deathly quiet and the shop seemed to be empty. "Um, maybe we should leave." Willow suggested and got a grunt of agreement from her friend.
They were about to leave when they heard the scraping of what dimly sounded like a ladder. It was faint, but it was enough to be heard. Then out of nowhere, an ageing man with frizzy white hair appeared from shadows atop a rusty ladder that was being moved by, obviously, magic.
He hopped out of it like a young frisky toddler and scurried over to the two of them. Willow took a step back uncertainly. He seemed kind, but there was something behind his eyes that sparkled, and they seemed to stare straight into her soul. It was almost like he knew everything about her. And it freaked her out. Big time.
"Buffy?" Willow asked nervously.
But her blonde friend was busily staring at the man, wearing the same expression Willow had been wearing earlier. Buffy's eyes narrowed slightly, and she gave the man a good once-over. Then in a whispered voice, too low for the elderly man to hear, she said. "No evil vibes. He's cool."
"Hi!" Buffy said perkily to the man who smiled in reply.
"I have been waiting for you."
Willow exchanged a look with Buffy. "Um, okay. I'm Willow Rosenburg, and this is Buffy Summers."
He merely smiled back in return and didn't bother introducing himself. Willow guessed that it was pretty much obvious that this guy was 'Ollivander'. He nodded kindly at them before shuffling through the wooden shelves behind him, taking out several boxes and dropping them onto the counter.
"Let's start with you," he said, his eyes on Buffy who shrugged and stepped forward. Ollivander took the lid off the top box and took out a stick—erm, a wand. "Oak and a strand of unicorn hair, nine inches."
Buffy took the wand and blankly stared at it. "Um,"
"Come on now! Give it a wave!" Ollivander said waving his hands at her.
Buffy waved it in the air and the sound of breaking glass reverberated through the room. Ollivander cringed while Buffy beamed. "Wow! Did you see that Willow? I actually did magic!"
Willow struggled not to laugh at her best friend's excitement. "I don't think that's how wands are supposed to work Buffy," she said gently. Buffy's smile didn't falter until Ollivander snatched it away from her grip.
"Hmm," Ollivander murmured, gazing at Buffy with his glass-like eyes that suddenly lit up. "Aha!" he exclaimed raising a finger in the air and grabbing the bottom of the stacks of boxes. "This is a special wand. Holly, dragon heartstring, and a drop of vampire blood, eleven inches. A very powerful combination."
Buffy's eyes widened slightly at the mention of 'vampire blood'. She took it hesitantly and waved it slowly in the air. Her eyes widened even more when a cloud of gold sparks fluttered from the wand. A contented smile crept across Buffy's face and Ollivander beamed. "We've found your wand!"
Buffy thanked the man before paying for it.
Now it was Willow's turn.
"Oak, phoenix feather, and a dash of unicorn blood, eight inches." Ollivander spoke handing her a wand.
Willow breathed deeply before taking it with trembling fingers. This could be the very thing that might lead to her rehabilitation. After all, Giles said that wands helps in focusing your energy. It channels the magic that comes out of you.
She gave it a good wave in the air and she was greeted with nothing but silence. Her heart thudded in her chest when a circle of warm light flooded around her. It was a wonderful feeling.
"Whoa!" Buffy exclaimed, clapping.
Ollivander was nodding, a smile on his ageing face. "Beautiful wand that is."
"Thank you." Willow said, grinning.
Now they had their wands. They were more than ready to start learning magic!
A/N: Please review!!!
Author: wildchild494
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Spoilers: My own version of Buffy the Vampire Slayer's Season 7, and the HP kids are in 7th year.
Pairings: Willow/Harry, Buffy/Draco
Summary: Willow is sent to Hogwarts to control her magic, and Buffy is going with her.
A/N: Sorry for asking so many questions! But I'm really really really really really happy that you guys answered!!! =) THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! =) They helped a WHOLE LOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And don't worry about Willow and the snake. I'm not gonna make her a Parselmouth. You'll find more about that later in the story. =)
Chapter Seven: Ollivander's
"Why didn't you buy a broom?" Buffy asked Willow as they went through the exit doors of the Quidditch store. The red-head was empty handed save for her owl and its cage. The beautiful bird had fallen asleep on its perch, oblivious to everything else that surround it.
Willow simply shrugged. "After Harry explained to me everything about Quidditch, I have a feeling that won't be flying anytime soon." She said. "I mean, flying balls that try to knock you off your broom? That's a tad bit dangerous for me."
"Danger is my middle name!" Buffy exclaimed gripping her broomstick tightly, as if afraid that it might disappear or snagged out of her clutches. If everyone knew that she was a slayer, no one would dare.
"So, are you sure that Quidditch was all you and Harry talked about?" Buffy asked teasingly, nudging Willow with her shoulder.
Willow blushed, and she couldn't hold back the giddy smile that lit up her whole face. "Well, he did say that he hoped I would end up in the same House that he's in."
"Ooh! Somebody's got a crush!"
"Haha, very funny." Willow said, rolling her eyes. "If you must remember, we are not exactly seventeen years old." She reminded waggling a finger in front of Buffy's nose.
This time, it was the slayer's turn to roll her eyes. "Oh please, no one needs to know *that*." She said emphasizing the word 'that' ever so slightly. "And besides, plenty of men like older women!" Buffy said crossing her arms over her chest.
"You mean, like Ashton Kutcher and Demi Moore?" Willow asked cocking an eyebrow.
"Exactly!" Buffy pointed out with a grin at the thought of the two famous *muggle* celebrities.
"Hmm, you say that as if you actually have your eye on a man younger than you are." Willow said, smirking.
Buffy flushed a light shade of pink.
"Would this younger person be a certain blonde-haired guy?" Willow asked in mock thoughtfulness. And she edged out of the way just in time as Buffy's hand reached over to slap her on the shoulder. "Ha! You're not the only one with fast reflexes ya know!" Willow said, grinning at Buffy's scowl.
But it disappeared quickly when they came to a stop in front of a dusty looking shop. "They sell wands here?" Buffy asked doubtfully. "This place is ancient!"
Willow nodded in agreement. "It does seem that it has been around for a while."
The shop was lined with a countless number of shelves. All of which were cluttered with grimy boxes, covered in a very fine layer of gray dust.
Buffy tapped her palm on the bell that sat on top of the wooden counter while calling out. "Hello? Is anybody in here?" she asked, glancing around for any sign of any living being.
The place was deathly quiet and the shop seemed to be empty. "Um, maybe we should leave." Willow suggested and got a grunt of agreement from her friend.
They were about to leave when they heard the scraping of what dimly sounded like a ladder. It was faint, but it was enough to be heard. Then out of nowhere, an ageing man with frizzy white hair appeared from shadows atop a rusty ladder that was being moved by, obviously, magic.
He hopped out of it like a young frisky toddler and scurried over to the two of them. Willow took a step back uncertainly. He seemed kind, but there was something behind his eyes that sparkled, and they seemed to stare straight into her soul. It was almost like he knew everything about her. And it freaked her out. Big time.
"Buffy?" Willow asked nervously.
But her blonde friend was busily staring at the man, wearing the same expression Willow had been wearing earlier. Buffy's eyes narrowed slightly, and she gave the man a good once-over. Then in a whispered voice, too low for the elderly man to hear, she said. "No evil vibes. He's cool."
"Hi!" Buffy said perkily to the man who smiled in reply.
"I have been waiting for you."
Willow exchanged a look with Buffy. "Um, okay. I'm Willow Rosenburg, and this is Buffy Summers."
He merely smiled back in return and didn't bother introducing himself. Willow guessed that it was pretty much obvious that this guy was 'Ollivander'. He nodded kindly at them before shuffling through the wooden shelves behind him, taking out several boxes and dropping them onto the counter.
"Let's start with you," he said, his eyes on Buffy who shrugged and stepped forward. Ollivander took the lid off the top box and took out a stick—erm, a wand. "Oak and a strand of unicorn hair, nine inches."
Buffy took the wand and blankly stared at it. "Um,"
"Come on now! Give it a wave!" Ollivander said waving his hands at her.
Buffy waved it in the air and the sound of breaking glass reverberated through the room. Ollivander cringed while Buffy beamed. "Wow! Did you see that Willow? I actually did magic!"
Willow struggled not to laugh at her best friend's excitement. "I don't think that's how wands are supposed to work Buffy," she said gently. Buffy's smile didn't falter until Ollivander snatched it away from her grip.
"Hmm," Ollivander murmured, gazing at Buffy with his glass-like eyes that suddenly lit up. "Aha!" he exclaimed raising a finger in the air and grabbing the bottom of the stacks of boxes. "This is a special wand. Holly, dragon heartstring, and a drop of vampire blood, eleven inches. A very powerful combination."
Buffy's eyes widened slightly at the mention of 'vampire blood'. She took it hesitantly and waved it slowly in the air. Her eyes widened even more when a cloud of gold sparks fluttered from the wand. A contented smile crept across Buffy's face and Ollivander beamed. "We've found your wand!"
Buffy thanked the man before paying for it.
Now it was Willow's turn.
"Oak, phoenix feather, and a dash of unicorn blood, eight inches." Ollivander spoke handing her a wand.
Willow breathed deeply before taking it with trembling fingers. This could be the very thing that might lead to her rehabilitation. After all, Giles said that wands helps in focusing your energy. It channels the magic that comes out of you.
She gave it a good wave in the air and she was greeted with nothing but silence. Her heart thudded in her chest when a circle of warm light flooded around her. It was a wonderful feeling.
"Whoa!" Buffy exclaimed, clapping.
Ollivander was nodding, a smile on his ageing face. "Beautiful wand that is."
"Thank you." Willow said, grinning.
Now they had their wands. They were more than ready to start learning magic!
A/N: Please review!!!