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Disclaimer: I wish I did but I don't own Harry Potter or Buffy, mastered by JK Rowling and Joss Wheaton respectively. This story is my idea however and I am making no profit other than the expansion of my heart.
Chapter TWENTY-THREE
The morning interview went fairly well, all things considered. Principal Flutie was quite a nice man; he even ripped Buffy's record into quarters before realizing that it said that she burnt down the gym at her old school. At that point he sticky taped the whole thing back together again.
She was given her class schedule and told that she had too go to the library to get the books for her classes until she had the chance to purchase them herself. Her mother said goodbye and she was on her own.
Moving to her lockers, a girl who introduced herself as Cordelia came up to her. She was extremely interested in the fact that she had come from LA. From what Buffy gathered, she was her Sunnydale counterpart she was the exact same thing that Buffy had been. Head cheerleader, most popular, heaps of followers, and most likely to be prom queen. Cordelia was showing her around the school, and introduced her to the people that she should defiantly stay away from. Willow Rosenberg, Xander Harris and their friend Jessie.
Cordelia was terribly rude to them and it was a wake up call to Buffy. She couldn't believe that she had been that terrible in LA. She soon ditched Cordy and went back and became friends with the three. Willow was unsure whether Buffy really wanted to become her friend or whether she wanted her to do her homework for her.
Whatever anyone though, it was Willow that introduced Buffy to the school library. Leaving Buffy to it while she went to class, Buffy wandered into the seemingly deserted rooms.
"Hello? Any body there?"
"Miss Summers?" A male voice came from the staircase. Buffy looked up to see a tall man about thirty five years old, with glasses looking down at her from the top of the small staircase.
"Yeah, that's me. I was just here to get my books..."
"I know exactly what book you are looking for." He stated stepping down the stairs. His voice revealed him to be English and Buffy almost immediately liked the guy. However, things went down hill dramatically when he pulled out a book that she defiantly didn't want to see.
The book was more of a tome and it had the word VAMPYR written on the front cover. She took a step back.
"No, that is definitely not the book that I am looking for." She stated.
"Buffy Summers, I am Rupert Giles and I have been assigned as your Watcher.
"I don't need a watcher." She said all too quickly.
"Of course you do." He replied with a no nonsense attitude.
"Look, I don't know what gives you people the right to decide what is best for me. I have my own life, and I will make my own decisions." She said adamantly.
"What is it that you have against Watchers?"
"Just the general principle. Besides, I quit." She said blatantly.
"You can't just quit your destiny."
"I'm sorry, but I happen to be a firm believer that there is a free will for every one. I make my own destiny thankyou very much." She announced and gave in to her feet's compulsion to turn and bolt.
Unfortunately, is was her head that forced her to return that evening after a day of taking frantic catch up notes. "Mr. Giles?" She called tentatively. "I was wondering if I could get those school books."
He appeared out of his office. "Into every generation there is a chosen one. She alone will fight the demons and forces of darkness. She is the slayer."
"Your point?" She said throwing him off his train of thought.
"I...was just reminding you of the prophecy." He said put out.
"Alright. Like I could forget it anyway."
"Why don't you in specific want a watcher?"
"Because they are likely to get them selves killed." She said firmly.
"I can assure you Miss Summers, I do not intend to be killed. Nor am I likely to be any time soon. I do know how to defend myself."
"Even angels fall Mr. Giles."
"I am well aware of that."
"Then we are off to a good start."
"Seeing that I am here as the school librarian however, I would take advantage of that and accept a watcher. You need one, just as a Watcher needs a slayer to look after."
"How about we compromise. I'll see how good you are out in the field, and then we will see."
"I was going to say the exact same thing." He told her, slightly put out.
"Yeah, I'll bet that you were too. Look, Willow and Xander suggested that I go down to the Bronze and see what it's like. There has to be something vaguely resembling LA around here somewhere. Later." She said to him and walked off, forgetting again the books that she had originally gone in for.
Giles insisted that it was pure coincidence that he was at the Bronze when she arrived, although Buffy had her suspicions. Using her fashion sense she was able to spot two vampires below in the crowd. In the process she discovered that Giles was new at the training of the slayer as she was. Merric was experienced, while Giles had never watched over a slayer before.
Buffy found this refreshing. Turning back to the floor, she saw from their position on the overhanging walkway that Willow was with the male and Xander was with the other.
Springing into action, she chased after them, scaring Cordelia into 'disowning' her in the process. Buffy was able to save Willow and Xander, but their friend Jessie was not that lucky. He was turned and Xander was the one to stake him.
Even through all that, they formed a close bond and Buffy, Xander and Willow dubbed them selves the Scooby Gang. Giles became the knowledgeable elder amongst them, Willow was the computer genius, Buffy was the muscle and Xander was the comic relief and friend that was always there for you no matter what.
While Buffy bonded with the two, she tried her hardest to keep her distance from Giles but it just didn't work that way.
The excuses that she had been feeding her mother were that she was getting tutoring after school with the librarian Mr. Giles. Actually, she was training for her Slayage. Then late at night she would sneak out and patrol. Also during her training, when Willow and Xander and even Giles weren't watching, she would have her books out and be pouring over them, not wanting to fall behind and needing to work harder than all the others to keep everything balanced.
Disclaimer: I wish I did but I don't own Harry Potter or Buffy, mastered by JK Rowling and Joss Wheaton respectively. This story is my idea however and I am making no profit other than the expansion of my heart.
Chapter TWENTY-THREE
The morning interview went fairly well, all things considered. Principal Flutie was quite a nice man; he even ripped Buffy's record into quarters before realizing that it said that she burnt down the gym at her old school. At that point he sticky taped the whole thing back together again.
She was given her class schedule and told that she had too go to the library to get the books for her classes until she had the chance to purchase them herself. Her mother said goodbye and she was on her own.
Moving to her lockers, a girl who introduced herself as Cordelia came up to her. She was extremely interested in the fact that she had come from LA. From what Buffy gathered, she was her Sunnydale counterpart she was the exact same thing that Buffy had been. Head cheerleader, most popular, heaps of followers, and most likely to be prom queen. Cordelia was showing her around the school, and introduced her to the people that she should defiantly stay away from. Willow Rosenberg, Xander Harris and their friend Jessie.
Cordelia was terribly rude to them and it was a wake up call to Buffy. She couldn't believe that she had been that terrible in LA. She soon ditched Cordy and went back and became friends with the three. Willow was unsure whether Buffy really wanted to become her friend or whether she wanted her to do her homework for her.
Whatever anyone though, it was Willow that introduced Buffy to the school library. Leaving Buffy to it while she went to class, Buffy wandered into the seemingly deserted rooms.
"Hello? Any body there?"
"Miss Summers?" A male voice came from the staircase. Buffy looked up to see a tall man about thirty five years old, with glasses looking down at her from the top of the small staircase.
"Yeah, that's me. I was just here to get my books..."
"I know exactly what book you are looking for." He stated stepping down the stairs. His voice revealed him to be English and Buffy almost immediately liked the guy. However, things went down hill dramatically when he pulled out a book that she defiantly didn't want to see.
The book was more of a tome and it had the word VAMPYR written on the front cover. She took a step back.
"No, that is definitely not the book that I am looking for." She stated.
"Buffy Summers, I am Rupert Giles and I have been assigned as your Watcher.
"I don't need a watcher." She said all too quickly.
"Of course you do." He replied with a no nonsense attitude.
"Look, I don't know what gives you people the right to decide what is best for me. I have my own life, and I will make my own decisions." She said adamantly.
"What is it that you have against Watchers?"
"Just the general principle. Besides, I quit." She said blatantly.
"You can't just quit your destiny."
"I'm sorry, but I happen to be a firm believer that there is a free will for every one. I make my own destiny thankyou very much." She announced and gave in to her feet's compulsion to turn and bolt.
Unfortunately, is was her head that forced her to return that evening after a day of taking frantic catch up notes. "Mr. Giles?" She called tentatively. "I was wondering if I could get those school books."
He appeared out of his office. "Into every generation there is a chosen one. She alone will fight the demons and forces of darkness. She is the slayer."
"Your point?" She said throwing him off his train of thought.
"I...was just reminding you of the prophecy." He said put out.
"Alright. Like I could forget it anyway."
"Why don't you in specific want a watcher?"
"Because they are likely to get them selves killed." She said firmly.
"I can assure you Miss Summers, I do not intend to be killed. Nor am I likely to be any time soon. I do know how to defend myself."
"Even angels fall Mr. Giles."
"I am well aware of that."
"Then we are off to a good start."
"Seeing that I am here as the school librarian however, I would take advantage of that and accept a watcher. You need one, just as a Watcher needs a slayer to look after."
"How about we compromise. I'll see how good you are out in the field, and then we will see."
"I was going to say the exact same thing." He told her, slightly put out.
"Yeah, I'll bet that you were too. Look, Willow and Xander suggested that I go down to the Bronze and see what it's like. There has to be something vaguely resembling LA around here somewhere. Later." She said to him and walked off, forgetting again the books that she had originally gone in for.
Giles insisted that it was pure coincidence that he was at the Bronze when she arrived, although Buffy had her suspicions. Using her fashion sense she was able to spot two vampires below in the crowd. In the process she discovered that Giles was new at the training of the slayer as she was. Merric was experienced, while Giles had never watched over a slayer before.
Buffy found this refreshing. Turning back to the floor, she saw from their position on the overhanging walkway that Willow was with the male and Xander was with the other.
Springing into action, she chased after them, scaring Cordelia into 'disowning' her in the process. Buffy was able to save Willow and Xander, but their friend Jessie was not that lucky. He was turned and Xander was the one to stake him.
Even through all that, they formed a close bond and Buffy, Xander and Willow dubbed them selves the Scooby Gang. Giles became the knowledgeable elder amongst them, Willow was the computer genius, Buffy was the muscle and Xander was the comic relief and friend that was always there for you no matter what.
While Buffy bonded with the two, she tried her hardest to keep her distance from Giles but it just didn't work that way.
The excuses that she had been feeding her mother were that she was getting tutoring after school with the librarian Mr. Giles. Actually, she was training for her Slayage. Then late at night she would sneak out and patrol. Also during her training, when Willow and Xander and even Giles weren't watching, she would have her books out and be pouring over them, not wanting to fall behind and needing to work harder than all the others to keep everything balanced.