Chapter 8
willowwiccantara: Thank you, I forgot to mention about Tara's mom being a witch, but I'll be sure to get that in there sometime. Thanks for telling me!
Brandy: Yes, Dawn needs to beat Pansy up!
Buffybot76: During the time Dawn was taken by Sirius and Remus, Tara and Willow are dating. So, that's why I have them together. I like them together, it's kind of cute. But thanks for your opinion!
Seak: Thank you for your honesty. I will read from Fyrie if I have time. I tried to make the first chapter as best as I could, but the others are better. I promise!
Fire's Dew: Trying not to rush. Got so many ideas, but I'm slowing down a bit.
Selene: Oh, Buffy hurting Pansy would be a GOOD thing. We just have to get a good reason why she does (hint hint).
fairysk8r: I think everyone may be a little confused at one point, but that's okay. I'll try to make it more concise.
THANK YOU ALL FOR READING! Sorry this chapter took so long! HOPE YOU ENJOY!!!
~*~
The next morning Spike, Buffy, Willow, Tara, Xander, and Anya met outside their rooms. They stayed in the guest chambers; they were down the hall from the dungeons, where the Potions class was taught. Xander and Anya shared a room; Tara and Willow shared; Buffy and Spike had separate rooms.
Professor Snape was walking by them to go to breakfast when he spotted the red headed girl he saw yesterday. He noticed her green eyes, her small build, her silky, creamy skin, and her shoulder length flaming red hair. She could've passed for a Weasley. As a matter of fact, he thought that she was a Weasley. But she couldn't be, she was too beautiful to be one.
"Do you all need to be escorted to the Great Hall for breakfast?" he sneered. He looked directly at Willow. It made her uncomfortable to have his intense eyes on her, so she looked at her feet. "I'm Severus Snape, the Potions Master here."
"I'm Buffy" she said, proudly. "I'm the current Vampire Slayer."
"I've heard of you" Snape said. He glanced over at the red head once more. "Who is this?" as he looked at Willow, again.
"That's Willow, Tara, Xander, Anya, and Spike" Buffy piped up again. She didn't want to make Willow answer; she knew how she got when she was under pressure. She knew that the dark greasy haired guy had taken a liking to Willow. He tried to give a menacing stare at the blonde Slayer, but it didn't work. He forgot she was the Slayer and wasn't afraid of anything. It only worked on his students, and frightening teachers.
"So, how about that breakfast?" Xander asked, trying to break the awkward silence.
"Follow me" Snape said. They followed him. Buffy and Willow trailed behind the others.
"He likes you" Buffy said to her best friend.
"I know; ewww" Willow whispered. "He's too tall. He has greasy hair. He's too pale, wears too much black, and not to mention his nose is too damn big!" she said in a louder whisper. "Plus I'm in love with Tara" she smiled.
Anya looked back at them. "Oh, are you talking about that one guy who has panties up his ass?"
"Yea" Buffy said. They tried to hold back from giggling as much as they could, but it was so funny so they just belted out laughing. Anya was hilarious. She always has been.
"You should tell him you're gay; maybe he'll leave you alone" Anya said in a normal voice. "If he bothers you, just kick him in his balls and run!"
"Since we're in a magick school, maybe I could just, I don't know, put a spell on him" Willow suggested.
"Could do, but I like mine better."
~*~
Pansy Parkinson was walking down the corridors with her two lackeys standing on either side of her. It was after their last class and they were on their way back to the Slytherin Common Room to drop off their books and go to dinner.
"Hey" a voice called out behind them. All three turned around in sync. A young blonde stood there with black leather pants, a tight baby blue shirt that showed about one inch of her midriff, and black boots on. "Parkinson?" she asked.
"Yea that's me" Pansy said, sticking up her chin acting like she was brave to this unfamiliar face. Her friends still stood beside her, but took a step back, letting them have their space while glaring at the blonde.
"Buffy Summers" the petite blonde said while walking towards her.
"Oh, so the Summers wimp sent her sister to fight for her?"
"No, Dawn's capable of fighting her own battles. I know, because I was there. She's staked many vamps and was a key to the hell-dimension. She faced Glory, a hell god, and she's still living right now." The girl just stood there, taking the information in. "So, yea, I'm pretty sure she can handle herself" she added. She smiled inwardly at this girl. Even though Dawn didn't really hurt Glory, hey, it was worth it. It seemed to scare the hell out of Parkinson.
"I just came here for a chat" Buffy broke the silence.
"What about?"
"Don't provoke Dawn. Just leave her alone."
"Or what? You'll throw your little stick at me?" she pointed to the stake Buffy had on the side of her waistband.
"No, I'll give you a little taste of your own medicine," she was up in her face only about an inch and a half of space between. She added, "Slayer style." Pansy gulped as fright settled in her eyes. She wouldn't show it on her face though. Buffy knew she'd never hurt a human being, at least an innocent one. But Parkinson didn't know that.
willowwiccantara: Thank you, I forgot to mention about Tara's mom being a witch, but I'll be sure to get that in there sometime. Thanks for telling me!
Brandy: Yes, Dawn needs to beat Pansy up!
Buffybot76: During the time Dawn was taken by Sirius and Remus, Tara and Willow are dating. So, that's why I have them together. I like them together, it's kind of cute. But thanks for your opinion!
Seak: Thank you for your honesty. I will read from Fyrie if I have time. I tried to make the first chapter as best as I could, but the others are better. I promise!
Fire's Dew: Trying not to rush. Got so many ideas, but I'm slowing down a bit.
Selene: Oh, Buffy hurting Pansy would be a GOOD thing. We just have to get a good reason why she does (hint hint).
fairysk8r: I think everyone may be a little confused at one point, but that's okay. I'll try to make it more concise.
THANK YOU ALL FOR READING! Sorry this chapter took so long! HOPE YOU ENJOY!!!
~*~
The next morning Spike, Buffy, Willow, Tara, Xander, and Anya met outside their rooms. They stayed in the guest chambers; they were down the hall from the dungeons, where the Potions class was taught. Xander and Anya shared a room; Tara and Willow shared; Buffy and Spike had separate rooms.
Professor Snape was walking by them to go to breakfast when he spotted the red headed girl he saw yesterday. He noticed her green eyes, her small build, her silky, creamy skin, and her shoulder length flaming red hair. She could've passed for a Weasley. As a matter of fact, he thought that she was a Weasley. But she couldn't be, she was too beautiful to be one.
"Do you all need to be escorted to the Great Hall for breakfast?" he sneered. He looked directly at Willow. It made her uncomfortable to have his intense eyes on her, so she looked at her feet. "I'm Severus Snape, the Potions Master here."
"I'm Buffy" she said, proudly. "I'm the current Vampire Slayer."
"I've heard of you" Snape said. He glanced over at the red head once more. "Who is this?" as he looked at Willow, again.
"That's Willow, Tara, Xander, Anya, and Spike" Buffy piped up again. She didn't want to make Willow answer; she knew how she got when she was under pressure. She knew that the dark greasy haired guy had taken a liking to Willow. He tried to give a menacing stare at the blonde Slayer, but it didn't work. He forgot she was the Slayer and wasn't afraid of anything. It only worked on his students, and frightening teachers.
"So, how about that breakfast?" Xander asked, trying to break the awkward silence.
"Follow me" Snape said. They followed him. Buffy and Willow trailed behind the others.
"He likes you" Buffy said to her best friend.
"I know; ewww" Willow whispered. "He's too tall. He has greasy hair. He's too pale, wears too much black, and not to mention his nose is too damn big!" she said in a louder whisper. "Plus I'm in love with Tara" she smiled.
Anya looked back at them. "Oh, are you talking about that one guy who has panties up his ass?"
"Yea" Buffy said. They tried to hold back from giggling as much as they could, but it was so funny so they just belted out laughing. Anya was hilarious. She always has been.
"You should tell him you're gay; maybe he'll leave you alone" Anya said in a normal voice. "If he bothers you, just kick him in his balls and run!"
"Since we're in a magick school, maybe I could just, I don't know, put a spell on him" Willow suggested.
"Could do, but I like mine better."
~*~
Pansy Parkinson was walking down the corridors with her two lackeys standing on either side of her. It was after their last class and they were on their way back to the Slytherin Common Room to drop off their books and go to dinner.
"Hey" a voice called out behind them. All three turned around in sync. A young blonde stood there with black leather pants, a tight baby blue shirt that showed about one inch of her midriff, and black boots on. "Parkinson?" she asked.
"Yea that's me" Pansy said, sticking up her chin acting like she was brave to this unfamiliar face. Her friends still stood beside her, but took a step back, letting them have their space while glaring at the blonde.
"Buffy Summers" the petite blonde said while walking towards her.
"Oh, so the Summers wimp sent her sister to fight for her?"
"No, Dawn's capable of fighting her own battles. I know, because I was there. She's staked many vamps and was a key to the hell-dimension. She faced Glory, a hell god, and she's still living right now." The girl just stood there, taking the information in. "So, yea, I'm pretty sure she can handle herself" she added. She smiled inwardly at this girl. Even though Dawn didn't really hurt Glory, hey, it was worth it. It seemed to scare the hell out of Parkinson.
"I just came here for a chat" Buffy broke the silence.
"What about?"
"Don't provoke Dawn. Just leave her alone."
"Or what? You'll throw your little stick at me?" she pointed to the stake Buffy had on the side of her waistband.
"No, I'll give you a little taste of your own medicine," she was up in her face only about an inch and a half of space between. She added, "Slayer style." Pansy gulped as fright settled in her eyes. She wouldn't show it on her face though. Buffy knew she'd never hurt a human being, at least an innocent one. But Parkinson didn't know that.