Author's Notes: wow another reviewer… does spastic dance of joy that only occurs when Trina's been gorging on chocolate Now that it is out of my system, thanks to my reviewers, and please forgive me in taking so blasted long with this bit… shrugs in thought Had trouble thinking of interesting things to do to Willow, and yet I had fun playing with magic. Now, there are references to the legendary two, and Willow starts puzzling everything out. Stay tuned for the next part where things start getting interesting.
Disclaimer, as always I don't own anything Buffy or Potter verse… Yes Spike would make a nice play toy, but he's his own person and I can't force him into anything… not until Whedon succumbs to my whims.
Chapter 3, Visions and Searches
Willow smiled in excitement; she was going to get her wand. Arthur had returned right before dinner with a small black silk bag. While he hadn't said a thing about what was contained inside, he only mentioned that she would need them later.
"Willow, are you ready?" Molly called up the stairs, "I'll see you to Diagon Alley, Hagrid will take care of you after that. Now do you have everything packed? Good, Have a nice day dear. You'll be taken to Hogwarts right after you've gotten your things."
Willow smiled as she came down the stairs, clutching the silk bag in one hand, "I'm ready, but what is so important about this bag?" Willow paused in curiosity, "does it have something to do with being one of the legendary two?"
"Yes, it has the key to your bank vault, and the necklace which is your inheritance." Molly paused, "but do not wear the necklace until the Headmaster instructs you to."
Willow nodded in thought, "okay. Do I look okay?" she spun slowly, showing off the dark green shirt and black jeans she was wearing.
"You look wonderful dear. Now, step in and say Diagon Alley, I'll be with you very shortly." Molly smiled picking up her wand and a pinch of floo powder.
Upon her arrival in Diagon Alley, Willow made a squeaking sound when the ashes exploded off of her. "Thanks Mrs. Weasley." She said politely.
"No problem Willow, now Hagrid will be waiting outside, best not to keep him waiting. After you've gotten the things you'll need, Hagrid will take you to Hogwarts. Albus is interested in meeting you, as are some of the other teachers."
Willow nodded and followed Molly outside, "I'm guessing that this is Hagrid?" she inquired indicated a tall bearded figure approaching at a slow pace.
"Yes that is Hagrid." Molly replied with a smile, "Hagrid this is Willow Rosenberg, she has her key, I hope Albus informed you of what is going on."
"Course he did, Miss Rosenberg let's go withdraw some money from yer vault then we can go get yer wand." Hagrid smiled briefly, "and yer rooms should be completely ready by the time we get to Hogwarts. We'll be there in time fer dinner."
"Wow." Was all Willow could manage as Hagrid led the way to Gringotts.
"We'd like to make a withdrawal from vault 213." Hagrid stated as soon as one of the goblins looked up.
"I presume you have the key." The goblin inquired before his gaze drifted to will, "vault 213 you say. Dear heavens no one has been in that vault for centuries. Have you located the other legend, owner of vault 989?"
"Found them both, the other one will be coming in December; we'll bring her by next summer." Hagrid said simply.
"Someone will take you down shortly." The goblin stated before signaling another goblin over, "Vault 213."
During the ride down to the vaults, Willow looked around in amazement. Hagrid looked her over carefully. She looked nothing like he had expected legendary holder of darkness with red hair and a beautiful smile. There must have been a mistake; the other girl looked more like the holder of darkness. But Albus and Severus both mentioned the use of ancient magic's. Texts that had never been translated. And the two professors had spoken about Allison Dumbledore translating the texts and using them against the Dark Lord. Allison and Willow, they looked nothing like what he had expected. 'Light and Darkness.' Hagrid thought to himself as the cart came to a stop.
"Vault 213, May I have the key please." The goblin inquired of Willow.
Digging a hand into the black silk bag, Willow withdrew a large old fashioned key that looked like it had been carved from an emerald with a small ruby rose at the top. "Here it is." She said handing the key to the goblin. "Hagrid, Allison White, does she know that she is magical?"
"Not yet, I don't think. But things have a way of working out that most of us don't understand. And besides the professors will let her know when the time is right. Miss White is important to the Hogwarts staff, especially Professor Snape. But you didn't hear that from me." Hagrid paused, "Professor Dumbledore will tell you more about Miss White, mainly because she looks so much like his lost daughter."
"A lost daughter?" Willow repeated intrigued, "What do you mean by lost?"
"Well, I'll tell you later, when you've gotten your money." Hagrid replied simply indicating the open vault.
"Willow turned and entered the vault cautiously, piles of Galleons, sickles and Knuts surrounded her, and in the midst of the entire splendor was a young spirit who glowed softly. "Eeep." Willow murmured.
"You need not fear Miss Rosenberg, I am Lillian Bright, I was sent to welcome you and let you know that when the time comes you will more fully come into your powers. How odd, you and Miss Dumbledore both love werewolves, perhaps one of the few similarities which you share." Lillian laughed softly, her voice echoing like wind chimes. "I'll see you around Hogwarts hopefully." Lillian smiled and then vanished with a small trace of glitter, leaving a thick envelope to mark where she had been.
Willow went to pick up the envelope and fill her bag with money. As she emerged from the vault, she noticed a simple gold ring with a black diamond. Picking it up she smiled at its simplicity and strange beauty.
"Willow are you nearly done?" Hagrid inquired as Willow picked up the ring, "there is much yet to do." Hagrid smiled slightly as Willow emerged with her money bag full and the letter held in her hand.
"Yes I'm ready. Wow, that's a lot of money. If I recall correctly, the gold coins are Galleons, silver Sickles, and bronze Knuts. Lillian bid me welcome and hopes to see me around Hogwarts." Willow paused, "you'll have to tell me everything you know about Allison Dumbledore, and I'm still quite intrigued."
"I only know that twenty years ago Miss Dumbledore left the school and never returned. She had made a place for herself in everyone's hearts." Hagrid pause, "only time will tell, but I think Harry and Miss White will get along well. They've both seen things that no one should ever face."
"What do you mean by that Hagrid?" Willow asked as the group of three made their way out of the vaults, "what is it that they have seen."
"Not my place to say." Hagrid replied simply, "But if Harry and Allison do choose to reveal what they've seen, it's their choice. Albus raised his daughter to be a fine young woman. Tis a shame she didn't return to Hogwarts that night, she would have married her sweetheart and probably have kids of her own attending Hogwarts."
"Was she really in love with a werewolf? Because I'm dating one myself." Willow asked, wondering if Lillian Bright had spoken the truth.
"We really don't know if Remus was a werewolf, but Miss Dumbledore knew there was something special about him."
Willow nodded somewhat understanding, "Let's go get the rest of my supplies then Hagrid." She smiled sweetly, "I can't wait to meet Allison, she sounds so interesting."
"That she is." Hagrid agreed, "Ollivander's is our next stop." He paused opening the door for the young red head.
Willow stepped in observing her surroundings; closing her eyes briefly she allowed the magic that tugged on her senses to show her a glimpse of the past.
A young dark haired witch of about ten had entered the shop followed by her frazzled nanny. Pausing briefly in the middle of the dusty shop, the young witch peered about, her green eyes sparkling with curiosity, "Mr. Ollivander." She called softly.
"Ah, Miss Dumbledore you must be getting ready to go to Hogwarts, splendid. Let's try fourteen inches white oak with a mermaid scale, just give it a wave." Boxes shot off the shelves, "no not that one." Ollivander paused and looked deep into Allison's eyes, "ah yes, you require a very special wand indeed." He scrambled off to where he kept the unique wands. Returning shortly, he held two boxes one black the other white. Opening the black box first, he held the wand to Allison. "Just hold it for a moment, Basilisk scale, thirteen inches, burnt ash." He paused as he noticed no changes in the air around the young witch. "Perhaps this one then."
The moment Allison touched the wand shimmering silver light swirled around her, "silver phoenix feather, sixteen inches, silver sap." She murmured softly, "wow Mr. Ollivander, thank you."
"Not a problem dear. Seven Galleons." He accepted the money from the nanny and then bagged the wand so the little girl could carry it. "Safe journey Miss Dumbledore."
"Come Allison, your papa is worrying about you no doubt. And the teachers want to celebrate your birthday before school starts next week."
As the memory faded, Willow breathed in suddenly, she'd just realized that Allison Dumbledore looked quite a bit like Allison White; the only difference was the eyes. Miss Dumbledore's eyes were full of hope and dreams, while Miss White's held secrets and pain. Things that were hidden through makeup and sunglasses. "Oh wow."
Mr. Ollivander emerged from the back of the shop just then, and emitted a squeak of surprise when he saw Hagrid and Willow, "Miss Rosenberg." He greeted, "nice to see you here."
"Basilisk scale, thirteen inches, burnt ash. It was in a black box." Willow began, "Allison Dumbledore received a different wand, sixteen inches silver sap with silver phoenix feather."
"Darkness, I mean goodness you are a very perceptive witch. I hope you use the wand wisely." Ollivander then hurried to the back room where a black box waited patiently for its proper owner to come for it. Reeking of dark magic barely contained and waiting to unleash hell on earth. Ollivander grabbed the box and hurried back to where Willow was waiting quietly, "here you are."
Willow picked the wand up tentatively and then gasped in shock as a flood of images assaulted her. A beautiful young witch stood beside Allison White as a dark haired wizard with green eyes turned his wand menacingly at a shadowy enemy.
"Tell papa I enjoyed the visit." Allison murmured as she felt her life ebbing and flowing away.
"I want you to tell him yourself, I won't have the headmaster angry with me." The witch stammered softly, "I can't stand to lose you. Not again."
"You're not losing anything Tara, you are gaining new experiences. I'll see you again someday." A brief smile flickered across Allison's features before she succumbed to the pain she felt and fainted.
"Allison." The honey haired witch screamed in anguish as she knelt beside her fallen friend. A flash of green, no two flashes of green and then the vision faded.
"Miss Rosenberg?" Hagrid asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"
"Yes just saw some odd things I want to discuss with Mr. Dumbledore is all." Willow rubbed the side of her head in thought. "How much do I owe you?"
"Five Galleons, two Sickles." Ollivander replied, shooting Hagrid a nervous glance, "safe journey Willow."
Willow nodded a brief smile on her face, "c'mon Hagrid." She smiled again and then scurried out of the shop feeling relieved.
"Time to get a bite to eat before the train leaves for Hogwarts." Hagrid said, glancing at a large pocket watch, "oh yeah, Got yer something while I was waiting earlier." Hagrid held up a cage with a good sized barn owl in it. "Welcome to the wizarding world Willow."
"Thank you Hagrid, I think I'll name him Oz." Willow smiled and then followed Hagrid to where they were eating lunch.