Title: Strange Events
Author name: PeriwinkleBlue
Author email: PeriwinkleBlue25@aol.com
Category: Action/Adventure/Romance
Keywords: Harry/Snape/Buffy
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: SS, CoS, PoA, GoF OotP, Buffy through season 7.
Summary: Buffy/HP Crossover. Buffy is the new teacher at Hogwarts. Hired to help protect The-Boy-Who-Lived, she finds more than she bargained for in the case of teaching fifty young wizards, inter-house rivalries, an ancient artifact, and a greasy potions master.
DISCLAIMER: Buffy and Co. belong to Joss Whedon etc., Harry and friends belong to J.K. Rowling.
A/N: (this denotes internal thoughts)
Chapter 5
Diagon Alley
Buffy, and her new friend Bert race up to the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron. Hagrid was already standing at the door next to Buffy's luggage. Raising an eyebrow at Buffy's companion, he merely said.
"Ah, a clabbert, righ' usful they are."
"Sorry we're late Hagrid. Hagrid, this is Bert, Bert, this is Hagrid, a friend." Bert's only response was to hide behind his mistress, clutching her leg. "Huh, I guess he's shy. Well, you said you were gonna take me to the wizard bank, shall we?" She picked up her duffel and parcels and took Bert's hand in her free one. Hagrid grabbed the suitcase, throwing it up on his shoulder.
"Gringotts' right over 'ere. But, uh, I should warn you, being a you know wha', it's run by goblins, just don' slay 'em, they might not give yeh such good rates if yeh do."
Buffy nodded seeing the wisdom in this, but couldn't help but gasp at the tingle her slayer senses gave off. Looking around she could see why. Goblins were everywhere, at the desks, in little trolleys. Walking up to a desk, and peering over the top, she got a close up look at the goblin behind it. Like all of them he had long pointy ears, and a rather flattish snout. The goblin peered over his half-moon spectacles.
"Name?"
"Err, Elizabeth Summers."
"Business?" At this Hagrid stepped forward pulling a sack out of his moleskin coat. Plopping it down on the counter. He Said, "She'll be wantin' ter open an account. She's the new DADA professor at Hogwarts. Professor Dumbledore vouches for 'er" The Goblin grabbed the sack and motioned them to follow him. He lead them to a small go-cart looking thing and bade them get in. Buffy gave a sharp look toward her bags still sitting by the desk, Hagrid noticing gave her arm a squeeze and spoke, "Don' worry, no one would steal anything from inside Gringott's an' 'specially not with the mojo that bag's givin' off." Reassured, Buffy paid more attention to where the cart was going, just as it dipped down a long steep incline into pitch blackness. In the gloom she could barely see Bert putting up his arms, but she could clearly hear him squealing for joy. At that she smiled and enjoyed the roller coaster ride.
When the cart stopped the goblin got out and opened an unlocked vault. He waved Buffy over and she emptied the sack of money into the vault, noticing that it looked rather pathetic in the large room. That seemed to be all there was to it, as the goblin pulled out a key, locked the door, and handed it to Buffy, before climbing back into the trolley.
When they had at last reached the bank proper again, the goblin admonished her to never lose her key, and was gone behind the large desk. Buffy stuck the key in her pocket reminding herself to find a safe place for it once she reached the school. She saw her bags still sitting where they'd been left and she heaved a sigh of relief. Gathering them up and feeling to make sure the scythe was still in the duffel, she turned to Hagrid, who now had Bert sitting on his shoulder.
"So, where to now?"
"Well, I guess we'd better get ter Hogsmeade if we're gonna make the school by dinnertime." At the mention of dinner, Buffy's stomach made a long rumbling sound, which to her embarrassment, Bert imitated almost perfectly.
"Yeah, I guess dinner would be a good idea."
In the Leaky Cauldron, Hagrid showed Buffy how to use Floo powder, warning her to speak clearly and loudly. Resting Bert on her hip and the slaying bag on her opposite shoulder, she followed the instructions. The feeling of spinning so fast barely had time to make her nauseous before she was spilling out of the fireplace and on top of Bert who grunted in pain.
"Ooh, sorry Bert."
"Madame, you might want to get out of the way, someone else is coming and I don't think you want them to land on you."
"Oh yeah, thanks." The man's advice was well-given for as soon as Buffy had moved away from the hearth, Hagrid came spilling out.
"Alrigh' Buffy? Bert?"
"Yep."
"grumble grumble." Being sat on twice in one day had not agreed with Bert, not at all.
"Oi! Rosmerta!" Hagrid yelled to the barmaid, "Have yeh seen a school carriage 'roun' 'ere?"
"Yes, Hagrid, I believe it's waiting outside for you, and uh, Miss..."
"Hi, Buffy Summers." Buffy stuck out her hand a received a handshake to rival Hagrid's from the large women. Unnoticed, Bert mimicked Buffy's movements and offered his hand as well, but was ignored. Disappointed, he crawled back up on Hagrid's shoulder.
"Well, t'was nice seeing ya Rosie, but I need ter get Buffy 'ere up to the castle. Be seein' yeh." Hagrid, Buffy, Bert and baggage made their way outside, where Buffy was amazed for what seemed like the millionth time that day.
In front of The Three Broomsticks a large black coach was parked, but the most awesome thing about it was the 'horses'. Large black skeletons with fur, stood, black leather wings furled, eyes staring from dragon faces, blind without pupils. "Err, Hagrid, something's happened to the horses."
"Oh, don' worry, yeh jess can see 'em, they're actually thestrals, righ' clever. Mos' people..."
"No, I mean, I can see 'em, I just think they're evil."
Hagrid looked down at her sharply. "I fergot you'd prolly see 'em as they really are. Only people who've seen death firs' hand can see thestrals." Giving her another sympathetic look, he opened the door and slung in her suitcase. Warily, Buffy put the rest of the baggage and herself in the carriage. Hagrid climbed in with Bert and without any directions, the coach started off up the hill.
The lone carriage made it's way along a dirt lane, green hills rolling by. Buffy would have enjoyed the ride more if the thestrals hadn't been reaking havoc with her slayer senses. Or if she didn't have to fight with Bert to keep him in the coach. Intent on seeing every thing up close and personal, he leaned out the windows, almost falling every time the wheels hit a rut. Finally, with a low gurgle, he sat back. Buffy leaned past him to see what quieted him. She felt the urge to gurgle herself, as they rounded one last hill. Sitting before them was a sprawling castle, complete with towers.
"Yikes, and I thought Dracula had an impressive pad."
Hagrid's mouth dropped a little at that remark, "Ye've met Vlad the Impaler? And lived? He was a righ' scary bloke. Made some Death Eaters look like the Easter Bunny."
Before Buffy could ask what Death Eaters were, the carriage stopped in front of a pair of massive wooden doors. Grabbing Bert and the luggage they disembarked, and Buffy was glad to see the thestrals pull away. They passed through the huge doorway, and entered the front hall. A woman in green robes was descending a main staircase; stopping in front of them, she shook Buffy's hand warmly.
"Ms. Summer's, I'm Minerva McGonagall. Welcome to Hogwart's."
End Chapter 5
A/N: Thank you, Thank you Thank you to everyone who reviewed, I'm glad everyone's liking the story so far! Keep up the reviews. And don't be afraid to add the constructive criticism! I'm strong of heart, I can take it!
TTFN
Author name: PeriwinkleBlue
Author email: PeriwinkleBlue25@aol.com
Category: Action/Adventure/Romance
Keywords: Harry/Snape/Buffy
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: SS, CoS, PoA, GoF OotP, Buffy through season 7.
Summary: Buffy/HP Crossover. Buffy is the new teacher at Hogwarts. Hired to help protect The-Boy-Who-Lived, she finds more than she bargained for in the case of teaching fifty young wizards, inter-house rivalries, an ancient artifact, and a greasy potions master.
DISCLAIMER: Buffy and Co. belong to Joss Whedon etc., Harry and friends belong to J.K. Rowling.
A/N: (this denotes internal thoughts)
Chapter 5
Diagon Alley
Buffy, and her new friend Bert race up to the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron. Hagrid was already standing at the door next to Buffy's luggage. Raising an eyebrow at Buffy's companion, he merely said.
"Ah, a clabbert, righ' usful they are."
"Sorry we're late Hagrid. Hagrid, this is Bert, Bert, this is Hagrid, a friend." Bert's only response was to hide behind his mistress, clutching her leg. "Huh, I guess he's shy. Well, you said you were gonna take me to the wizard bank, shall we?" She picked up her duffel and parcels and took Bert's hand in her free one. Hagrid grabbed the suitcase, throwing it up on his shoulder.
"Gringotts' right over 'ere. But, uh, I should warn you, being a you know wha', it's run by goblins, just don' slay 'em, they might not give yeh such good rates if yeh do."
Buffy nodded seeing the wisdom in this, but couldn't help but gasp at the tingle her slayer senses gave off. Looking around she could see why. Goblins were everywhere, at the desks, in little trolleys. Walking up to a desk, and peering over the top, she got a close up look at the goblin behind it. Like all of them he had long pointy ears, and a rather flattish snout. The goblin peered over his half-moon spectacles.
"Name?"
"Err, Elizabeth Summers."
"Business?" At this Hagrid stepped forward pulling a sack out of his moleskin coat. Plopping it down on the counter. He Said, "She'll be wantin' ter open an account. She's the new DADA professor at Hogwarts. Professor Dumbledore vouches for 'er" The Goblin grabbed the sack and motioned them to follow him. He lead them to a small go-cart looking thing and bade them get in. Buffy gave a sharp look toward her bags still sitting by the desk, Hagrid noticing gave her arm a squeeze and spoke, "Don' worry, no one would steal anything from inside Gringott's an' 'specially not with the mojo that bag's givin' off." Reassured, Buffy paid more attention to where the cart was going, just as it dipped down a long steep incline into pitch blackness. In the gloom she could barely see Bert putting up his arms, but she could clearly hear him squealing for joy. At that she smiled and enjoyed the roller coaster ride.
When the cart stopped the goblin got out and opened an unlocked vault. He waved Buffy over and she emptied the sack of money into the vault, noticing that it looked rather pathetic in the large room. That seemed to be all there was to it, as the goblin pulled out a key, locked the door, and handed it to Buffy, before climbing back into the trolley.
When they had at last reached the bank proper again, the goblin admonished her to never lose her key, and was gone behind the large desk. Buffy stuck the key in her pocket reminding herself to find a safe place for it once she reached the school. She saw her bags still sitting where they'd been left and she heaved a sigh of relief. Gathering them up and feeling to make sure the scythe was still in the duffel, she turned to Hagrid, who now had Bert sitting on his shoulder.
"So, where to now?"
"Well, I guess we'd better get ter Hogsmeade if we're gonna make the school by dinnertime." At the mention of dinner, Buffy's stomach made a long rumbling sound, which to her embarrassment, Bert imitated almost perfectly.
"Yeah, I guess dinner would be a good idea."
In the Leaky Cauldron, Hagrid showed Buffy how to use Floo powder, warning her to speak clearly and loudly. Resting Bert on her hip and the slaying bag on her opposite shoulder, she followed the instructions. The feeling of spinning so fast barely had time to make her nauseous before she was spilling out of the fireplace and on top of Bert who grunted in pain.
"Ooh, sorry Bert."
"Madame, you might want to get out of the way, someone else is coming and I don't think you want them to land on you."
"Oh yeah, thanks." The man's advice was well-given for as soon as Buffy had moved away from the hearth, Hagrid came spilling out.
"Alrigh' Buffy? Bert?"
"Yep."
"grumble grumble." Being sat on twice in one day had not agreed with Bert, not at all.
"Oi! Rosmerta!" Hagrid yelled to the barmaid, "Have yeh seen a school carriage 'roun' 'ere?"
"Yes, Hagrid, I believe it's waiting outside for you, and uh, Miss..."
"Hi, Buffy Summers." Buffy stuck out her hand a received a handshake to rival Hagrid's from the large women. Unnoticed, Bert mimicked Buffy's movements and offered his hand as well, but was ignored. Disappointed, he crawled back up on Hagrid's shoulder.
"Well, t'was nice seeing ya Rosie, but I need ter get Buffy 'ere up to the castle. Be seein' yeh." Hagrid, Buffy, Bert and baggage made their way outside, where Buffy was amazed for what seemed like the millionth time that day.
In front of The Three Broomsticks a large black coach was parked, but the most awesome thing about it was the 'horses'. Large black skeletons with fur, stood, black leather wings furled, eyes staring from dragon faces, blind without pupils. "Err, Hagrid, something's happened to the horses."
"Oh, don' worry, yeh jess can see 'em, they're actually thestrals, righ' clever. Mos' people..."
"No, I mean, I can see 'em, I just think they're evil."
Hagrid looked down at her sharply. "I fergot you'd prolly see 'em as they really are. Only people who've seen death firs' hand can see thestrals." Giving her another sympathetic look, he opened the door and slung in her suitcase. Warily, Buffy put the rest of the baggage and herself in the carriage. Hagrid climbed in with Bert and without any directions, the coach started off up the hill.
The lone carriage made it's way along a dirt lane, green hills rolling by. Buffy would have enjoyed the ride more if the thestrals hadn't been reaking havoc with her slayer senses. Or if she didn't have to fight with Bert to keep him in the coach. Intent on seeing every thing up close and personal, he leaned out the windows, almost falling every time the wheels hit a rut. Finally, with a low gurgle, he sat back. Buffy leaned past him to see what quieted him. She felt the urge to gurgle herself, as they rounded one last hill. Sitting before them was a sprawling castle, complete with towers.
"Yikes, and I thought Dracula had an impressive pad."
Hagrid's mouth dropped a little at that remark, "Ye've met Vlad the Impaler? And lived? He was a righ' scary bloke. Made some Death Eaters look like the Easter Bunny."
Before Buffy could ask what Death Eaters were, the carriage stopped in front of a pair of massive wooden doors. Grabbing Bert and the luggage they disembarked, and Buffy was glad to see the thestrals pull away. They passed through the huge doorway, and entered the front hall. A woman in green robes was descending a main staircase; stopping in front of them, she shook Buffy's hand warmly.
"Ms. Summer's, I'm Minerva McGonagall. Welcome to Hogwart's."
End Chapter 5
A/N: Thank you, Thank you Thank you to everyone who reviewed, I'm glad everyone's liking the story so far! Keep up the reviews. And don't be afraid to add the constructive criticism! I'm strong of heart, I can take it!
TTFN