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Summery: After killing Angel, Buffy goes to teach at Hogwarts.
A/N: Has anyone else noticed how humans seem to enjoy and thrive on others (all species) pain. I mean people will actually stop or slow down at car accidents, and on TV most of the shows are just pain pain pain for the characters.
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Buffy didn't know what to do, she couldn't stay in Sunnydale though, she knew that. There were too many memories of both Angel and Angelus. While she was packing an owl flew in through the open window startling the slayer and stuck out its leg showing that it had a letter tied to its leg. The letter said
Dear Ms. Summers,
I would like to offer you a teaching position at the Hogwarts School of Withccraft and Wizardry. I know that you are young, but you have a lot of field experience. Please write your reply and give it too the owl. Inside there are plane tickets to England if you decide to take the job. It you say that you will take the job a fellow professor and games keeper here at Hogwarts will be there to pick you up, his name is Hagrid.
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore.
Knowing that this was the perfect escape Buffy gladly accepted the offer that had just been presented to her. Buffy quickly wrote her acceptance and gave it to the owl who flew off immediately. Buffy checked the ticket to find out how long until her flight and then began to finish her packing with Mr. Gordo. She grabbed the leather jacket which Angel had given to her as well as the cross and cladagh ring. She put these three items on, wanting to feel his presence and wishing that he was there with her instead of in hell where she had put him.
Not knowing why Buffy walked to Angel's old apartment, finding it untouched from the way it had been when he was living there. Staring down at the bed the memories of her seventeenth birthday came back to her. That night had been something she had never experienced before and knew she never would again. Angel had made her feel so completely loved and trusted and accepted. Buffy finally gave in and crawled into the bed wanting desperately to go back to that night and change it so that Angelus had never appeared.
Finally giving in Buffy allowed herself to cry herself to sleep that night surrounded by Angel's smell and her memories. Waking up Buffy was reminded of all the time which she had spent here, her at one time sanctuary. Knowing that she would have to leave soon to catch her flight Buffy stood up. Something however insisted that she take Angel's clothes as well as her own. Knowing that she would probably want to sleep in them later on, Buffy did so. Running her hands over his clothes wanting to be surrounded by him like she used to be. Tears streaming down her checks, Buffy left Sunnydale on a bus to LA for her plane ride.
The flight was long, but Buffy spent most of her time sleeping emotionally, mentally, and physically tired. It had been too long since she could just relax, fighting Angelus had taken almost everything she had out of her. When she had been forced to kill Angel however everything Buffy had had left was taken away. Inside there was a hole that she did not think would ever be repaired. She was empty except for pain for what had occurred and anger at the universe for letting something so horrible go on and at fate for choosing her instead of someone else.
Arriving in London was easy enough, and exiting the plane with her luggage she began looking for the man Hagrid that was too take her to Hogwarts. A large man walked up to her, smiling. He said that his name was Hagrid and that he was there to talk Buffy Summers to Hogwarts. Walking into an area where no other human being was Hagrid took out a sock telling Buffy that she had to hold on tight. Then there was a sharp pull at her navel before nothingness surrounded her. The felling was so strange and yet so kind as well. She felt on the outside what she did in the inside.
The feeling however did not last long and Buffy found herself once again in the real world, which was cold and real. She looked up to see what Hogwarts was like and got a huge surprise. The place was a castle, a real honest to god castle with towers and everything. Strange vibes came off the castle as well almost as if it was alive and how power.
Still gaping two minutes later she was able to say, "Hagrid, that's a castle. A real castle. Are we in the wrong place or am I going to be teaching in a castle."
Hagrid was amused at Buffy's reaction, this young 17 year old girl who seemed dead or detached from the world around her. Or maybe she was too attached he thought. She reminded him so much of young Harry Potter, like she carried the weight of the world on her too thin sholdars. Like no one understood what she had to go through, as though she was an innocent who had seen too much of the world and the bad that it carried. Smiling down at her he told that that was indeed Hogwarts half stating half asking if she found it impressive. Even after seeing the school so many times Hagrid still found the building impressive and intimidating.
Walking up to Dumbledore's office the two talked, well Buffy asked questions about the wizarding world and Hagrid answered and explained what everything was too her. Although very infrequent Hagrid sometimes wondered why Dumbledore did the things that he did, and hiring this young girl with her haunted eyes and too frail body was one of the few times he did so. She seemed to have had absolutely no knowledge of this world in which she was now in. Buffy however was fascinated about what was going on, she had seen paintings moving and talking, she had started learning about this entirely new world in which no one knew who or what she was or what she had done or gone through.
Upon entering Dumbledore's office Buffy found herself looking upon the very image of a stereotypical wizard. He had a long white beard and hair and his face was lined and old and yet his very baring showed joy love and kindness. He wore a velvet purple pointed hat and the same material and color robes. Buffy couldn't help but smile at the picture this man made, the stereotypical wizard in what had to be one of the oddest and most magical rooms she had ever been in. Surrounded by moving pictures of old headmasters and strange objects that she didn't recognize but gave a magic feel to her. The whole thing made Buffy feel like a little kid who had just stepped into one of those stories about heroes and magic and happily ever after.
She wished with all her heart that she was really in a fairy tale where nothing could go too bad and everything always worked out in the end. She wished that she had never heard the word vampire, let alone had to face the vampire wearing her lovers face. She went from being joylessly living for a few seconds to having to fight to breath and not just die in the real world. Taking a seat in front of the desk.
"Hagrid would you mind going to fetch Minerva and Severus please." Although subtle it was an obvious dismissal towards the big man with an even bigger heart. Buffy's heart warmed up to the large man who seemed to treat her like she was just a girl, something she deeply cherished because he didn't treat her like her mind was that of a child just like she was something easily hurt, something special. She missed that, Angel used to treat her like that, he had been the only one to do that since she was ten years old.
THE END (for now)
Summery: After killing Angel, Buffy goes to teach at Hogwarts.
A/N: Has anyone else noticed how humans seem to enjoy and thrive on others (all species) pain. I mean people will actually stop or slow down at car accidents, and on TV most of the shows are just pain pain pain for the characters.
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Buffy didn't know what to do, she couldn't stay in Sunnydale though, she knew that. There were too many memories of both Angel and Angelus. While she was packing an owl flew in through the open window startling the slayer and stuck out its leg showing that it had a letter tied to its leg. The letter said
Dear Ms. Summers,
I would like to offer you a teaching position at the Hogwarts School of Withccraft and Wizardry. I know that you are young, but you have a lot of field experience. Please write your reply and give it too the owl. Inside there are plane tickets to England if you decide to take the job. It you say that you will take the job a fellow professor and games keeper here at Hogwarts will be there to pick you up, his name is Hagrid.
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore.
Knowing that this was the perfect escape Buffy gladly accepted the offer that had just been presented to her. Buffy quickly wrote her acceptance and gave it to the owl who flew off immediately. Buffy checked the ticket to find out how long until her flight and then began to finish her packing with Mr. Gordo. She grabbed the leather jacket which Angel had given to her as well as the cross and cladagh ring. She put these three items on, wanting to feel his presence and wishing that he was there with her instead of in hell where she had put him.
Not knowing why Buffy walked to Angel's old apartment, finding it untouched from the way it had been when he was living there. Staring down at the bed the memories of her seventeenth birthday came back to her. That night had been something she had never experienced before and knew she never would again. Angel had made her feel so completely loved and trusted and accepted. Buffy finally gave in and crawled into the bed wanting desperately to go back to that night and change it so that Angelus had never appeared.
Finally giving in Buffy allowed herself to cry herself to sleep that night surrounded by Angel's smell and her memories. Waking up Buffy was reminded of all the time which she had spent here, her at one time sanctuary. Knowing that she would have to leave soon to catch her flight Buffy stood up. Something however insisted that she take Angel's clothes as well as her own. Knowing that she would probably want to sleep in them later on, Buffy did so. Running her hands over his clothes wanting to be surrounded by him like she used to be. Tears streaming down her checks, Buffy left Sunnydale on a bus to LA for her plane ride.
The flight was long, but Buffy spent most of her time sleeping emotionally, mentally, and physically tired. It had been too long since she could just relax, fighting Angelus had taken almost everything she had out of her. When she had been forced to kill Angel however everything Buffy had had left was taken away. Inside there was a hole that she did not think would ever be repaired. She was empty except for pain for what had occurred and anger at the universe for letting something so horrible go on and at fate for choosing her instead of someone else.
Arriving in London was easy enough, and exiting the plane with her luggage she began looking for the man Hagrid that was too take her to Hogwarts. A large man walked up to her, smiling. He said that his name was Hagrid and that he was there to talk Buffy Summers to Hogwarts. Walking into an area where no other human being was Hagrid took out a sock telling Buffy that she had to hold on tight. Then there was a sharp pull at her navel before nothingness surrounded her. The felling was so strange and yet so kind as well. She felt on the outside what she did in the inside.
The feeling however did not last long and Buffy found herself once again in the real world, which was cold and real. She looked up to see what Hogwarts was like and got a huge surprise. The place was a castle, a real honest to god castle with towers and everything. Strange vibes came off the castle as well almost as if it was alive and how power.
Still gaping two minutes later she was able to say, "Hagrid, that's a castle. A real castle. Are we in the wrong place or am I going to be teaching in a castle."
Hagrid was amused at Buffy's reaction, this young 17 year old girl who seemed dead or detached from the world around her. Or maybe she was too attached he thought. She reminded him so much of young Harry Potter, like she carried the weight of the world on her too thin sholdars. Like no one understood what she had to go through, as though she was an innocent who had seen too much of the world and the bad that it carried. Smiling down at her he told that that was indeed Hogwarts half stating half asking if she found it impressive. Even after seeing the school so many times Hagrid still found the building impressive and intimidating.
Walking up to Dumbledore's office the two talked, well Buffy asked questions about the wizarding world and Hagrid answered and explained what everything was too her. Although very infrequent Hagrid sometimes wondered why Dumbledore did the things that he did, and hiring this young girl with her haunted eyes and too frail body was one of the few times he did so. She seemed to have had absolutely no knowledge of this world in which she was now in. Buffy however was fascinated about what was going on, she had seen paintings moving and talking, she had started learning about this entirely new world in which no one knew who or what she was or what she had done or gone through.
Upon entering Dumbledore's office Buffy found herself looking upon the very image of a stereotypical wizard. He had a long white beard and hair and his face was lined and old and yet his very baring showed joy love and kindness. He wore a velvet purple pointed hat and the same material and color robes. Buffy couldn't help but smile at the picture this man made, the stereotypical wizard in what had to be one of the oddest and most magical rooms she had ever been in. Surrounded by moving pictures of old headmasters and strange objects that she didn't recognize but gave a magic feel to her. The whole thing made Buffy feel like a little kid who had just stepped into one of those stories about heroes and magic and happily ever after.
She wished with all her heart that she was really in a fairy tale where nothing could go too bad and everything always worked out in the end. She wished that she had never heard the word vampire, let alone had to face the vampire wearing her lovers face. She went from being joylessly living for a few seconds to having to fight to breath and not just die in the real world. Taking a seat in front of the desk.
"Hagrid would you mind going to fetch Minerva and Severus please." Although subtle it was an obvious dismissal towards the big man with an even bigger heart. Buffy's heart warmed up to the large man who seemed to treat her like she was just a girl, something she deeply cherished because he didn't treat her like her mind was that of a child just like she was something easily hurt, something special. She missed that, Angel used to treat her like that, he had been the only one to do that since she was ten years old.
THE END (for now)