The Slayer, A Vampire, and An Unknown School

Disclaimer: You know that I don't own Buffy and her characters, like Dawn and Angel, their Joss Whedon and the entire HP characters are JK Rowlings, so yeah.

A/N: Wow... I say that I'm going to take less than half a year, and I take a whole year... I think I need some help. It's a bit short, but I have the next chapter all nice and ready for reading. Things have been mighty hectic graduating this year and all. Life is strange... as are guys. I wish if they wanted to ask you out, they would just do it, not do it as a joke in case they get shot down. Anyways, I think that's enough about me. On with the story!

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Here we go!

Big Questions

Hearing Angel's past for the umpteenth time put Buffy in an extremely foul mood. In her first period class, Buffy took off 15 points from Ravenclaw because someone forgot to put the date on their assignment. Later, she took 20 points off from Hufflepuff because someone took too long in the washroom. Angel was starting to get more than a little worried.

He knew how badly she had been affected by his past. Hell! He lived it! But somehow this seemed different. Usually, Buffy had the Scooby gang to comfort her and back her up. However, this was not the case in this dank lonely school.

Angel thought it was best to help Buffy, as a friend of course, when her gang could not.

"Hey Buffy," Angel started. "Is there anything you want to talk about?"

"Yes!" Buff answered. "These kids! Were they taught how to spell in a pigpen? I mean 'a lot' is not one word, it's two! Sheesh!

"No, I mean about what happened this morning."

Buffy went silent.

"Because you know, I'm here for you. I may not be Willow or Xander, but I can still listen to your problems."

"Why should I tell you anything!? You're the fucking problem!" Buffy yelled out of nowhere. "You suddenly are back in my life full time and I start swooning and feeling like that sixteen year old girl back when we first met. When those kids started talking, I knew where it was going to end up: with you breaking up with me, again, or worse: you losing your soul."

Buffy was starting to sob uncontrollably. Angel put his hand on her shoulder, but she shrugged it off.

"How do you do it?" Buff asked quietly.

"Do what?" Angel whispered.

"Pretend like you don't love me anymore."

Then before Angel could even contemplate that sentence, his love ran out crying.

Meanwhile, Dawn, Harry and Hermione were teaching Ron to play poker in the Gryffindor Common Room.

"Call," said Dawn.

Harry followed. "Call."

"I fold," Hermione replied.

"Call," Ron said confidently.

"Ok, now what did everyone get?" Dawn asked politely. "Harry, you first."

"Two Kings," Harry answered.

"I got three sevens," followed Dawn.

"All reds!" Ron replied.

Harry and Dawn burst out laughing while Hermione rolled her eyes. Ron simply looked confused.

Hermione went to go help Ron understand the hands of poker, again while Harry quietly pulled Dawn away from the table.

"Hey Dawn, I was maybe... wondering... if you would, or might want to go out with me ... sometime... I mean if you aren't busy or seeing someone else."

Dawn stared blankly at Harry, but it quickly turned into a smile.

"Sure Harry! I would love to!"

Quietly proud of himself, and greatly relieved, Harry slipped back into the game followed by Dawn.

A/N: Yay! I love happy endings. Though, there is much more action to come. I finally start getting into the actual story. Oh! And a hundred Johnny Depp and David Boreanaz cookies for those who can guess the Oceans 11 reference. Much fun.

Meaghan