Point Of View
Chapter 11
Willow POV
I had been teaching at Hogwarts for about a month and I was feeling confident about my job. Hermione had taught me a lot and it was a good thing that I am a quick learner.
I had been going over past material for the past month so I thought today I would begin to teach what I know.
The dor to my classroom opened and Minerva walked in. She placed a letter on my desk and then turned to leave as the students began to enter. I looked at her retreating back, and wonder why she acted so strangely just then.
I picked the letter up and turned it in my hands. I looked at my fifth years. "Today we will be starting a new topic." I say as I begin to open to the envelope. "We will be studying Demonology." I say opening the letter. I can hear my class chatting excitedly about the new topic.
Reading the first few lines I stumble back. The letter drops from my hands.
Dead.
I couldn't believe it. I'd barely been gone a month and yet so much had happened on the Hellmouth.
I bent down and picked up the letter, not minding that the class was watching. I start to read again. A new demon had risen. It was powerful. Too much for Buffy. The death of the demon came not without sacrifice. Buffy had perished.
I just stood there, staring at the letter until I felt someone touch my arm. I look up.
Draco.
Draco had changed so much since I first met him. I didn't know if it was the show of power I had, or something else. I glance at Hermione, which was my theory. He looks me in the eyes, full of questions.
"Class will be dismissed early today." I choke our. "You may leave."
The students looked confused but silently leave the room. Draco leads me to my seat and I collapse. Hermione stayed behind with Draco. They sit with me in silence, until.
Movement in the doorway catches my attention. I catch a glimpse of bleach blonde hair, I gasp. The word "Spike" escapes my lips. The figure moves into the light.
Spike looks up at me, his face etched with grief. "Red." I hear the word come out of him mouth, and I'm on my feet and in his arms before I know it. He has blood red tears in his eyes. He looks at Hermione and Draco suspiciously.
"Mione, Draco, could you leave us alone for a while?" Draco nods at me, and leads Hermione out of the room, his eyes promising questions later. "Spike. Wht are you here?" I turn to ask him.
"The little bit wanted to see you." he replies. I know what he's saying. Dawn needs me, and I wont let her down. I turn and walk to my dest. Spike follows me there. I pick up the letter once more.
"When?" I ask
"A week ago" Spike replies, "We wanted to tell you in person." I nod, Spike seems different than he was, but I guess loosing the one you love does that to you.
"Xander, Anya, Giles? How are they?" I ask. I haven't contacted any of my friends since I came out here. It was too hard.
"Chubs and his Demon Girl are taking it pretty hard. They haven't left their apartment since it happened, only for the Funeral. The watcher stayed for the funeral and then came back out here. We tried to find you. But we hadn't succeeded until now."
"How long will you be staying?" I ask.
"I dunno, we're meeting with everyone tomorrow to see what's going to happen." Spike informs me. I sigh, Spike takes out a cigarette and lights it.
"Don't smoke in here." I say, putting it out.
"So pet. Gonna tell me why you left?" I look at him, remembering the disappointment in his eyes. Remembering how everyone would always fall for Buffy and never Willow.
I look him in the eyes, tears in mine. "No actually I'm not, and I probably never will. Look why don't you and Dawn just leave? I sure as hell ruined your lives before I left, you don't need to be around me." I cry.
"Red." Spike begins to say.
"No! You don't get it! I almost killed Dawn, Spike. I was out of control. I was hurt, and I was hurting people, so I came here to escape. But now you're here and I don't think I can cope with that. I. I. I just cant!" I yell at him. I fall to the ground, tears leaking from my eyes and I begin to cry.
I feel Spikes arms around me.
"Shhh, Shhh. Red. Pet. Willow. don't cry. We all forgave you," he whispers to me, "Shhh"
I can't help it. I've missed his I've missed him. I lean into him allowing myself to be comported.
"Why? Why did she have to die?" I say
"IO don't know pet. I don't know."
We sat there for hours, just talking, catching up and grieving.
"I've missed you Spike." I whisper to him.
"I've missed you too luv."
End Chapter 11
Willow POV
I had been teaching at Hogwarts for about a month and I was feeling confident about my job. Hermione had taught me a lot and it was a good thing that I am a quick learner.
I had been going over past material for the past month so I thought today I would begin to teach what I know.
The dor to my classroom opened and Minerva walked in. She placed a letter on my desk and then turned to leave as the students began to enter. I looked at her retreating back, and wonder why she acted so strangely just then.
I picked the letter up and turned it in my hands. I looked at my fifth years. "Today we will be starting a new topic." I say as I begin to open to the envelope. "We will be studying Demonology." I say opening the letter. I can hear my class chatting excitedly about the new topic.
Reading the first few lines I stumble back. The letter drops from my hands.
Dead.
I couldn't believe it. I'd barely been gone a month and yet so much had happened on the Hellmouth.
I bent down and picked up the letter, not minding that the class was watching. I start to read again. A new demon had risen. It was powerful. Too much for Buffy. The death of the demon came not without sacrifice. Buffy had perished.
I just stood there, staring at the letter until I felt someone touch my arm. I look up.
Draco.
Draco had changed so much since I first met him. I didn't know if it was the show of power I had, or something else. I glance at Hermione, which was my theory. He looks me in the eyes, full of questions.
"Class will be dismissed early today." I choke our. "You may leave."
The students looked confused but silently leave the room. Draco leads me to my seat and I collapse. Hermione stayed behind with Draco. They sit with me in silence, until.
Movement in the doorway catches my attention. I catch a glimpse of bleach blonde hair, I gasp. The word "Spike" escapes my lips. The figure moves into the light.
Spike looks up at me, his face etched with grief. "Red." I hear the word come out of him mouth, and I'm on my feet and in his arms before I know it. He has blood red tears in his eyes. He looks at Hermione and Draco suspiciously.
"Mione, Draco, could you leave us alone for a while?" Draco nods at me, and leads Hermione out of the room, his eyes promising questions later. "Spike. Wht are you here?" I turn to ask him.
"The little bit wanted to see you." he replies. I know what he's saying. Dawn needs me, and I wont let her down. I turn and walk to my dest. Spike follows me there. I pick up the letter once more.
"When?" I ask
"A week ago" Spike replies, "We wanted to tell you in person." I nod, Spike seems different than he was, but I guess loosing the one you love does that to you.
"Xander, Anya, Giles? How are they?" I ask. I haven't contacted any of my friends since I came out here. It was too hard.
"Chubs and his Demon Girl are taking it pretty hard. They haven't left their apartment since it happened, only for the Funeral. The watcher stayed for the funeral and then came back out here. We tried to find you. But we hadn't succeeded until now."
"How long will you be staying?" I ask.
"I dunno, we're meeting with everyone tomorrow to see what's going to happen." Spike informs me. I sigh, Spike takes out a cigarette and lights it.
"Don't smoke in here." I say, putting it out.
"So pet. Gonna tell me why you left?" I look at him, remembering the disappointment in his eyes. Remembering how everyone would always fall for Buffy and never Willow.
I look him in the eyes, tears in mine. "No actually I'm not, and I probably never will. Look why don't you and Dawn just leave? I sure as hell ruined your lives before I left, you don't need to be around me." I cry.
"Red." Spike begins to say.
"No! You don't get it! I almost killed Dawn, Spike. I was out of control. I was hurt, and I was hurting people, so I came here to escape. But now you're here and I don't think I can cope with that. I. I. I just cant!" I yell at him. I fall to the ground, tears leaking from my eyes and I begin to cry.
I feel Spikes arms around me.
"Shhh, Shhh. Red. Pet. Willow. don't cry. We all forgave you," he whispers to me, "Shhh"
I can't help it. I've missed his I've missed him. I lean into him allowing myself to be comported.
"Why? Why did she have to die?" I say
"IO don't know pet. I don't know."
We sat there for hours, just talking, catching up and grieving.
"I've missed you Spike." I whisper to him.
"I've missed you too luv."
End Chapter 11