Teaching Magic Part Two
Olivander had just remembered about the girl's, Buffy's, odd happenings, and went to go contact Dumbledore about it. It was a week since she had come into his shop, and he wanted to do this as soon as possible so he wouldn't forget again.
He got out a paper, and his feather pen.
Dumbledore,
I am writing you this for a few strange occurrences that happened while Buffy Summers was in here.
When I looked up her name, I found it listed under Buffy Potter-Black. I assume this is Black's daughter that Joyce Potter-Black ran off with years ago. She didn't apparently have any idea that she wasn't simply Buffy Anne Summers.
When she walked through the door to the shop, I could sense something different about her. I was going to just brush it off as weird senses since a chemical was spilled right outside of my shop, again. But then I saw how she carried herself. I could tell she was a warrior.
But what really got to me was the way she just... knew. Her eyes look like a lovely green, but I saw none of that, I only saw the grey-ed edges of a frayed soul. It's like she is only half there. It's kind of scary to say the least.
And the wands, they all wanted her. None of them could not be heard calling out to her. It's like... she was choosing her own wand. And that's impossible- well it's not suppost to happen at least. It's very strange. She had to make her own wand. I don't think that has ever happened before. She took out a stake, why would she have a stake? Then chose a few ingredients that are very strange, even for one such as her.
And when it was made, it changed the stake; it is very odd. And when the ingredients were mixed, they all combined oddly, and went to the top of the bowl. The water went clear. And I don't mean where you can see something in it. I mean clear. If it wasn't moving, I am not sure that I would be able to tell that there was any water in it.... It was amazing!
The stake-now-turned-wand took a shape similar to what it was before, but it is almost as if it was furnished and varnished. In her hold, it has a remarkable capability. Of course, it is depending on her, not the other way around.
I have heard little about the current slayer, but it has been more then ever before. She is very good at her 'Calling' and is said to have defeated a prophecy, if you catch my meaning. I'm not sure what it meant, but as I recall, those gossip trolls are often exaggerating.
So I asked around a bit. It turns out she was in the L.A. area in California, USA. But that's not where she lives anymore, so it's quite confusing. I don't have many details, but her husband, or mate or something was killed in a battle. The gossip I've been getting from there is quite confusing....
-Olivander
When Olivander finished the letter, he hooked it to the leg of his owl, and sent it out to the sky, to look for Dumbledore. He didn't know where he was exactly, but he would probably be at the school.
He went to the back to finish working for the day.
Buffy was dreaming. She had never had this type of dream before. It was like a connection between people. The dreams she had with Angel were different, but similar. She knew he was there, as she could sense someone here.
But it wasn't Angel.
This person had a familiar pull though.
For a moment, Buffy thought that she was having a dream with the slayer after Kendra.
But she was familiar with this sense more then that, and knew it was her sister slayer she had gone into battle with.
It was Kendra.
As she watched her sister-in-arms walk into the spots where she could be seen, the beach. As usual.
"Buffy." Kendra said, making sure that she knew who she was.
"Kendra?" she asked, as if thinking she might not be there after all.
But when The younger now deceased girl nodded her head, the blonde ran at her and gave her a hug.
"Now we hug." Buffy said sarcastically. They looked at each other for a moment. And cracked up laughing.
"Well Buffy, looks like we got a lot to catch up on." She said.
When the blonde mother-to-be nodded, they went to a swing set that had appeared.
They both sat down on a swing and talked for what could have been hours, about everything. They held each other for their tears, and anything else they could think of. Now, they weren't alone.
They talked for a long time about everything, and Buffy discovered that her sister-slayer was between worlds. She wasn't ready to die yet. She needed Buffy to know a lot.
Eventually, they decided to get a hook-up for their dreams and call in the next slayer. They could kinda make up a support group type of thing for them. They could talk this way and hang out. And their bodies would still be getting their rest time.
When Buffy awoke, she discovered that she had, for once, gotten an actual full night of sleep. She smiled and curled back into the bed for a bit. The clothes she wore as PJs were a pair of black silk boxers of Angel's, and one of his bug t-shirts she had taken from the apartment after her 17th. They still smelled like him, and she didn't wash them so the scent wouldn't leave.
It calmed her.
She got up off of her bed about 7am and went to breakfast...
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Dumbledore's POV.
I got up this morning and went to breakfast as I always do in the morning. Only half of the staff was there, and it was nothing out of the ordinary.
But when the doors opened, a petite blonde of the staff nearly skipped to her seat. All of the staff was a bit startled. She was almost never up at this hour, even though she would be required to during the school year.
Professor Snape scowled and the others that were their looked curios. I nearly raised my eyebrow at her.
She was acting really... happy; like she had a good nights rest I supposed.
She chatted happily with Trelawny and McGonagall while she ate. I believe it even brought up the moods of the other two women.
Snape however seemed to get even more moody about it. I wanted to laugh.
The girl, Buffy Summers, is very interesting to me. I wonder how she does it. Her natural charm is on high when she is in a depressing mood, but when it changes to happy; it looks like the charm multiplies tenfold.
Hm. I wonder what this year will entail.
After all, Harry Potter is coming back to school...
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No Ones POV....
After breakfast, she went to the library to research dreams and connections through dreams.
It took her an hour, but she did finally find something about it.
She read over the entries a few times to make full sense of it and to milk any of the facts she could get.
Basically, it said that if you had blood connections to certain peoples or things, you may often dream with or about them.
It said some other stuff that Buffy thought was interesting, but it started to go off topic.
She found a spell to connect her dreams with another's when wanted or needed, and set it up in her room. She performed it easily, and when it was complete, she felt a call in her blood for a second.
It passed quickly though, and was replaced by the feeling of tingly-ness she always felt in her blood without her soulmate there beside her.
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Within the next two days, Kendra and Buffy had met up in the 'Dreaming' and pulled in the next girl with them. Her name was Faith, and she was a runaway from Boston. She had a bad family life.
They got close fast. They had the calling binding them together forever, and wouldn't have it any other way.
And Faith insisted on calling Buffy by "B" and Kendra by "K." It was annoying at first, but the two elder slayers decided that it was in her personality, and gave her an edge for them. They were cool with it after a bit.
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Dumbledore had magicked the house for soundproof walls around the castle since Buffy got to her sixth month. He made sure that the students would not be uncharacteristically awoken by the time Buffy went into labor.
It was Buffy's idea, and he was surprised that she had thought about it.
But really, she was worried that she would start singing in the shower or something, and it would go through the walls.
"Hey, DumbleD!" He heard behind him. He smiled slightly at that. She had begun to call all of the staff something that wasn't their name. Snape was getting fussed at as Snapey Wapey, and Trelawney was getting called seer.
Albus thought it was kind of childish, but it was fine as long as the staff didn't complain, too hard. He wasn't counting Snape- none of them agreed on him with anything.
And all he really did was complain. So you couldn't really tell if the name thing was all that important.
He turned when she spoke and smiled at her, waiting for her to ask her question.
"I wanna take the seer, Em, and Sprout to Diagon Alley to shop, any questions, suggestions, or complaints?" she asked brightly.
Dumbledore smiled, and a twinkle was in his eye. "Mm. No, but If you're looking for books, the 'Book Den' is busy lately." He replied.
She smiled again, and thanked him as she headed off to call the other three women on the staff.
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Diagon Alley
Buffy took them all out for ice cream, and made them stop by the candy shop for chocolate. She had her usual of mint-fudge-chocolate-chip-cookie-dough.
Em (McGonagall) asked them all a question. "If you could have two things out of nothing, what would you have?"
Buffy was the only one that answered straight away.
"Uhmmm... My soulmate and an eternity's supply of chocolate." They all laughed.
They chatted some, Buffy mostly listened.
But when they were passing the pet shop, Buffy stopped. The others looked at her confused.
Buffy herself was confused. She felt a pull on her and stopped. She told them to go on ahead, and she'd meet them there.
She entered the shop, and looked around. Nothing immediately noticeable was in the room that she could see.
Then her gaze stopped on a red bird. Actually, she could tell it was a phoenix. She gasped when she saw it.
A wizard walked out of the back room. He saw her looking at the flaming bird.
"Yes. A beauty isn't she. She has been here a long time, but no one has ever caught her."
When she blazed a flame, the shop owner stared, guffawed. He had never seen this phoenix to this before. He felt warmth spread through him, and the phoenix went back to its golden red form. She was on Buffy's shoulder.
Buffy just blinked. Then she realized what had just happened.
She sighed as she looked at the startled shop owner.
"How much?" she asked.
The owner blinked before he came back into reality. "Huh... ex-excuse me?" he asked, not sure of what the young lady had said.
Buffy gave him a moment to retrieve his bearings, and asked again. "How much does the phoenix cost?" She asked again.
"Oh. It's not mine, you can have her. She has been around here for a while. I have just given her a place to be, so she doesn't have to stay outside."
She smiled politely at him and thanked him. Then she left.
She went ahead to a bookstore where she found the three ladies rummaging through.
She noticed people all around her had stopped to stare at her new friend, and decided to go inside to get away from prying eyes.
Her three friends had started noticing her new friend as well. She told them what happened, and they all laughed at the observation of the shopkeeper's face that Buffy had told them of, when the phoenix had gone aflame.
None of them knew anything about it, but they told her to ask Dumbledore about it since he has Fawkes and all.
(Fawkes is a boy, while her new phoenix is a girl. Work with me here.)
They went through some other places they had a bag with an enchantment on it so the bag would never be full. It was working like a charm. Actually, it was a charm.
They made it back to the castle a few hours later, happy with themselves from their shopping spree.
They unloaded at their rooms, and Buffy went to talk to Dumbledore about her new friend from Diagon Alley.
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Dumbledore was in his own quarters when he got the mail from Olivander. He read it, and was quite surprised.
He knew Black wouldn't have killed James Potter. Most people knew it as well. The only reason he really went into jail was lack of proof. And that was the damn Ministry's vice president-now president who ordered the imprisonment.
So when he read over the letter a few times, he was still surprised to learn what Olivander had to say about the girl. She kept throwing him for tailspins. She was a mystery all in her own way. There were secrets here that she didn't know about herself. But then, there were more that she kept from the world.
He was surprised at the things Olivander told her about the wand, and her power. He himself had sensed the same. But if Olivander sensed it, then her power must reign freely.
He was a bit taken aback when he mentioned what her name was. He believed the same as Olivander, that she didn't know about herself; about her history. And it did tell him more about her magic. Even slayers, who come from mystical origins (or something like that) should not be able to use magic as fast, or go as far as Buffy had already.
Dumbledore smiled as a piece of the Buffy puzzle was put into place. And he stood up with the letter to go find Ms. Potter-Black-Summers...
When they got back to the school, they were all a little happy about it. Buffy was finally starting to feel a little comfortable about it.
She went to ask Dumbledore about the phoenix, and he was surprised.
He told her that she would probably be a lot different then normal, hence the whole bursting-into-flames-thing.
"Buffy, what do you know about your family?" he asked.
She was a bit startled at the question, but answered it. "Do you mean like where I come from, or records, or what?" she replied, question to a question.
"Basically, all of it." He replied.
She took a moment to think about it before shrugging and saying, "Not much, but I was never really into my history. I hate history."
He gave her a small grin at the second history part, and then he told her, everything.
Albus Dumbledore told her everything about her parents and their past. And I mean everything. It took about an hour to get it all out but she heard it. And she was quiet throughout the tale of how a close nit group of friends paired off and her mother was one of the two girls. She also heard of how one person had betrayed the Potters, and her father- no not Hank Summers; Sirius Black was her father. He had been betrayed by one of the original marauders who had been 'taken to the dark side' as Xander would say it.
Peter Pettigrew had betrayed her family. He had been succored into the dark magics by the 'dark lord' Voldemort. He had framed her father, causing her mother to flee the magical world, and remarry. Dumbledore guessed that she had illegally used magic to get her a father.
After their talk, Dumbledore was ready to let her leave. She stood up with the two mystical birds still on her shoulders.
She took Fawkes and placed him on his perch. But as she got to the door, she turned around. "DumbleD, so you know any cheap houses in the magical world?" she asked.
His eyebrow rose up. "I could probably find one, why?"
She rolled her eyes before replying. "You can't possible believe that I would let Harry stay with them do you?"...
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She slept well that night, and chatted with her two sister-slayers throughout that time.
They were all gob smacked at the revelation.
Buffy was kind of glad now though. She had an actual father, and he wasn't abandoning her like Hank had. She smiled to herself. Hank. Pfft.
They discussed things for a few hours, and then had some fun- they could recreate anything in their 'Dreaming' and be anywhere they wanted to be
They talked about stuff like any other person. And they talked about things like any other slayer. They decided that Faith would go to Sunnydale to watch over everything for a while.
Plus, that would allow them to catch up on the times over there, and keep the two elder slayers informed on anything. They could also make sure that nothing came to destroy them around there.
And faith was interested to find out about the nightlife around there. Living and non-living.
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Buffy was in the middle of her fifth month when she came up with her child's names. If she had a son, she would name him Connor Liam Jesse Rupert Summers. If she had a girl, she would name her Elizabeth Kendra Faith Cecilia Summers.
It hadn't taken to long to choose the names when she put her mind to it. She just finally figured which order to put them in. She had thought about calling her son Connor, and her daughter Kendra, but decided against it; it would be like talking to a ghost that has no idea they're a ghost. She couldn't call her daughter Kendra after already knowing her sister-slayer by that same name.
She had talked with Trelawney, Sprout, and McGonagall about those names. Professors Sprout and McGonagall didn't seem to really care as long as you could easily pronounce them and they weren't too far in the odd-ball compartment of weird. But Professor Trelawney seemed to have a lot of energy for Buffy.
Other then that though, there weren't too many weird things happening. And for a month, things seemed to go smoothly. Buffy was already in her 7th year's worth of study. No one was surprised with her anymore. She had the same motive that she had before. She was mysterious, yet no one who didn't know could tell why. Which did include just about everybody, because no one except for her and Angel knew what had actually taken place that night with Acathla....
The slayer again threw any thoughts of the past out of her head. It wasn't the time to think about any of this, and she wasn't looking forward to it anyway. She never liked when movies showed parts where someone was cornered or not defended. Buffy didn't like the part about confrontations. She didn't know why, but she never did.
She patted her belly affectionately with a small smile on her lips as she though of her upcoming children, and petted a sleeping Ceecee/Celia on the head. The beautiful owl was a snoozer, but she did anything that was asked of her; from Buffy at least. She was kind of protective of her, and only tended to like those that Buffy liked.
She stood up with her class papers, and went to get a cup of tea. Giles had gotten her hooked on the drink from offering it to her so much, so now she was stuck with drinking it often.
But she changed her mind to a flavor she had always wanted to try at the coffee house nearest to her house.
She called in a PBJ as well. It even had no crust. She smiled and put another thank-you card into the drawer to be dent to the kitchen. Whoever it was, was trying to make sure she was comfortable. Buffy knew how to be taken for granted, so she would be courteous to the house and those in the house. So she sent a small coin of currency to whomever it was that prepared her food for her.
She reflected back on what she learned in the last week about certain candy things, and decided to experiment. She was having cravings that she had no intention of pursuing.
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Author's Note
I will probably be very off time on when the baby is due to when the students arrive; so don't really pay attention to the actual time line. All you really gotta think about is that it is after the first book for HP, and after the second season of BTVS. (I like Harry Potter but I never got into the books, so things I do will most likely be off proportional in things anyway.) I want Buffy to already have popped the kid out by the time the students get to the school. Buffy will be farther then her seven years, and have extensive knowledge in this. She isn't gonna be a Mary Sue for those of you who think so. Well at least, not to me. But I will only point out her differences, and she is not exact to the way she is on the show. For my version, she will have had a lot harder time then that, and it will be full BA whatever you think.
OKAY!!!! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew. That is not what I meant! MIND OUT OF THE GUTTER PEOPLE!!!! I just meant that it will be strict BA, whatever you think.
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Buffy collected some ingredients she hadn't had, (which was mostly things like certain candies, and certain powders) and went back to her room to complete the spell. She had secured a small space between her window and her closet for that.
The side of the room near the door, she decided, was going to be used for the nursery area. Dumbledore had prepared extra layers in the castle for noise purposes. She sighed when she learned that.
She picked a purple color for her no-craving-mints. It was a light purple, but somehow still manages to be deep. She put some plain white mints in a bowl, and put the powder mint flavor on them. She put a few drops of water on them, and stirred. When she thought the 'pills' were creamed enough, she took out her wand.
She said an incantation, and poured another powder substance over them. As they stirred, and went purple, Buffy was signaled that the spell was done. Now, she just had to figure out if it was going to help or just not even work.
She concentrated on her senses and found what she was wanting. She didn't even want to think about eating it though. She just captured the part of her that knew she wanted it.
She took her left hand and got one, before rolling it into her good hand, and making sure it wasn't wet.
When she was sure, she popped it into her mouth, and sucked for a few moments.
When the mint was gone, she concentrated on herself again, and found that the need for any certain weird cravings was gone. Although, she was a little hungry. She looked at the clock to find it was about time for lunch. She hurried to the dining room, and greeted Professor Sprout. McGonagall and were greeted when they followed her in.
"Good Afternoon Buffy." McGonagall said.
"Afternoon Em." (Her name was actually Minerva, but Buffy insisted on calling her Em which baffled everybody who wondered why.) Buffy said in a friendly afternoon. She knew it wasn't going to be a good day without her soul mate present.
She smiled and they sat down together.
Sprout was in Hufflepuff, while the other two ladies were with her in Gryffindor.
She could still see Snapey Wapey over at his own seat glaring at her, which might put normal people in the ground if it were made of daggers.
But it didn't bother her any. She was used to any looks like the teacher's had.
Her own was much worse, but she never showed it. She made herself look shy and childish. Of course, none of them had really seen herself.
She was here to learn, teach, have her babies, and try to stay safe and alive. She made friends, and they were good, but she wasn't going to get them into trouble with getting to close to her identity. The other professors new that she was the slayer (a slayer) but that was all really.
After lunch, she went back to her quarters to finish up on her spells, potions, and amulets. She already had higher knowledge then any of the students that would come through the doors when classes started. She wasn't saying that she knew everything that anyone else knew; she just meant that she knew more then they would know. But she was kind of looking forward to starting classes. That time was months away though.
Two hours later, when she finally finished, and the amulets were in two different packages, she called Ceecee over. She put the ward on the two packages, making them seem very light, and not as big as they really are. She strapped one on it with 'Willy' on it. It was only allowed to be opened by him now. Her friends' stuff was inside it, only to be opened by one of them while they were all together.
Willy was keeping things clean for her.
The second package was to be taken to LA., to her newer friends, and her band. That included Lorne. There were amulets and a few other goodies in there. She also put some of the special jelly beans of Any flavor. Gunn and Lorne would get a kick out of that.
She had a few being sent to the scoobies too. She could just imagine Xander's face when he tried some. But she made sure to hide anything about them; she put the jelly beans in a plastic baggy to be taken out of.
He would probably end up with all of the good tasting ones anyway.
Giles would most likely end up with a kind that would make everyone sick.
Oz would probably not tell anyone what his was made of.
Willow and Ms. Calendar (who Buffy did not know was awake,) would both most likely end up with some decent ones, as well as some not so decent ones.
And for some reason, she could see Cordy ending up with some kind of coffee bean. She tried to figure out why she thought that, but she shrugged. It was probably thoughts for the better things.
She went back to looking over her class things, so she could leave things opened for their homework. She didn't plan on giving them much though. And what she did was going to be told long before it was due, and a little before it was assigned. She didn't want anyone to say that they didn't know it was for homework or something.
She put her stuff down an hour later, and went to the library. She was looking into any of the things on the hellmouth, so she could alert the scoobies if she found a prophecy or something.
But she hadn't run into anything yet, but knowing her luck, something would be just around the corner.
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Dumbledore had given Buffy her own training room. It was connected to her own room, and her class room. She went into it daily, before or after dinner. It had tons of weapons, lots of room, and the things to make it absolutely grand. She loved it. Although, she missed the library...
She went to look at her weapons again. There were cupboards full, and more cupboards for the weapons and things she would bring to it. She had a radio in the room, as well as a set of different crystals. She had equipment ranging from beams, and punching bags. She had floor mats and many things you would find in a gymnastics gym. She had her own dummy, and a large trampoline.
There was even a few school brooms located in there if anyone was to be training with her.
Buffy was getting kind of big, even for her size, but it was because she was having a baby, and she herself was tiny. She got used to her size though, and was still into all of her excersizes. When she left the library after a few hours, that's where she went.
The first thing she did was go into a version of meditation she had learned with Angel. She knew it by heart since he taught it to her, but it was hard to do without thinking of him. But then, anything and everything was hard to do without thinking of him.
When she finished the moves a few times, she found herself calmer then before, and enchanted two of her dummies for a short time. She started some awareness drills of her own, with her eyes closed. They would purely be moving only. The dummies would not hit or block, they would just move and try to avoid.
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Buffy was concentrated on the dummy so peacefully, that she didn't hear Dumbledore knock to come in. So her session was halted when he walked in.
Dumbledore heard a sparing session, so he knew he would be allowed in.
When he walked in, he was amazed at her grace. He figured she was good, just by measuring her success in magic. But even as she was pregnant, (meaning she was off balance) she was a wonder to behold. She stopped when he stilled, noticing he was there.
"Hey Dumbledore. What's up? Did you want something?" she asked.
He shook his head. "No, I just wanted to see how you were holding up. I looked into the matter, and the paper isn't hard to understand" he said as he pulled some out from his robe.
They walked back into her room, and he explained everything as she signed it.
Half an hour later, they had finished, and Dumbledore told her that he would have to wait till the school year started to tell Harry. She was a little disappointed, but let it pass. She didn't know exactly how the Dursleys were.
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NOTE
I think I am getting something wrong a lot, so let me put it in perspective for when I get it wrong a lot.
Harry's aunt, uncle, and cousin, are the Dursleys. They are Aunt Petunia, Vernon Dursley, and Dudley Dursley.
That is what keeps getting me mixed up, the kid's name, and the last name. If you ever find it wrong, my sincerest apologies.
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Buffy dreamt with her sister slayers every night. They talked about the days work, and chatted about anything in particular that they could. Faith and Kendra had fun guessing if the baby was a boy or a girl.
Kendra swore it was a boy because her belly was higher up. Faith said it was because Buffy was just so small.
Faith herself thought it was a girl, because woman tend to have girls in the earlier pregnancies, and boys were had less period.
Buffy didn't put in her own input though; she didn't mind which she had. She decided to let it be a surprise. That way, she could see the look on their faces when they found out with her.
Faith had been a little weirded out with the whole I-slept-with-the-sworn-enemy thing. But it passed when Kendra told her how they met. Faith ha a good ten-minute laugh when she heard that Buffy had swung a the metal/glass light bulb case straight into the back of Spike's head, and they had both fallen into the piano case as the church collapsed around them.
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Buffy got up early again, she was starting to actually be able to sleep now that not all of her dreams were the one on the beach with Angel.
Although, even with the pain, she treasured those because she knew her soul was with her in them.
She went breakfast in a normal mood for her, and ate with a conversation with McGonagall.
When dinner was done, she talked about moving into Black Mansion. He gave her the address and information needed, and went to get some of the others.
In the end, McGonagall, Trelawney, Sprout, Hagrid, Dumbledore, and Portenson (Astrology) helped her move.
It was actually easy to move, but she wanted help with deciding what to do with the place. It took them a while to decide what to do with the four-story mansion. But they got it pretty much cleaned up, and had made the house elves aware that Black Mansion was back in business. It only meant that it was another house to clean.
But the house elves didn't mind. There were many of them, and a lot of them had to share jobs. Buffy even told them all that she would give them small payments for a days work well done. The elves were ecstatic.
Dumbledore beamed.
Trelawney said, "What a nice idea." Buffy sure was full surprises. It's not like she would have any problems though. She was set for life, as was her children, and probably their sixty great-great-great-great grandchildren would have plenty to keep them going. (And yes, I am just making up that number.)
So she made a plan with the lady professors, and the three men left back to the school.
Buffy chose a room on the bottom floor, with three rooms across from it. She didn't know why she chose three, but she set them up fin. She chose one of the bigger of the four for her own. She had the lighting, electricity, television, phones, internet, and other types of lines installed in magically plus that way they couldn't be traced anyways.
Buffy was good with computers, but not as good as Willow. If NASA has an 8 on a scale of one (easiest) to ten (full blown) though, she could hack a twelve, while Willow could hack a fourteen.
She used magic to bump up the encoding and the shields though, just in case.
Then, she got herself a screen name. She was thinking of using it to get into contact with the scoobies, but she wasn't sure. She gave herself one anyway though. ( SlayerB )
She thought it was pretty obvious, but thought it fit her. If Faith showed up and wanted one, she could always go for ( SlayerF )
She chose the room directly across from her's for the nursery. She had a cradle transfigured up, and she went along parts of the house, changing the black to dark colors other then black.
Dark colors were fine for her; she ws mourning after all, but it was just to much black for her- no matter her name or the name of the mansion she now resided in.
But she kept her chambers at Hogwarts. Of course she would. She would get lonely if she was alone the whole time.
After a few hours, they decided to go back to the school. Dinner would be soon.
Albus had already had the floo network set back up, so she could go back and forth easily.
As a last thought, Buffy transfigured a metal cup sticking out from the side of the fire place, with a lid. Inside, was a bunch of floo powder. That way you wouldn't have to go looking for it.
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Harry was getting annoyed with his family. The Dursleys were making him clean up the backyard. He had done this dozens of times, but he always hated it.
He listened to his aunt Petunia as she complimented Dudley on his school work. His Uncle Vernon started calling for his dinner. Harry's belly rumbled when he thought about it.
He never got to eat with them, and only got whatever was left over. Last night he got a little bit of a chunk of roast beef, which still had fat attached it.
He could nearly smell the corn and mashed potatoes his aunt petunia had cooked. He liked her cooking, not that he got to taste much of it. But it was good. He had had better tasting morsels at Hogwarts and at hogsmaede though.
He finished doing the lawn with the finishing of trimming the bushes. He picked up the scraps and swept them into the trash can.
He went upstairs after telling his aunt, uncle, and cousin that he was finished, and headed to his room.
Vernon and Petunia had been forced to give him a room when the ministry had seen what he had been living in. Even Fudge, who was known to hate Harry, had scoffed at the idea.
He went into his room and lay on his bed, just as his owl squawked. He looked at her, and sighed. Harry then apologized to his bird and friend for not letting her out or anything. The Dursleys had forbid it.
He lay back again just as he heard a noise. He wasn't sure what it was, but he went over to the window. That's where it came from.
He opened the window, and froze out of surprise when he saw someone. Ron... and two (I think it was two) of his brothers. In a car. Floating, in the non-magical world, at HIS window.
... (I am not going to write what happened in that part for various reasons. It is too long, and I am not sure what happened after that much, and am afraid that I may not be the right person to portray it.)...
He said good morning to Mrs. Weasley, and went to the room her was sharing with one of the large family.
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Joyce's POV
I am not sure what to do. I have no idea where my daughter is, what she is doing, how she is doing, or even if she is alive.
Oh, if only I had not said those words to her to make her leave. Didn't she see that I didn't mean them?
They were just a way to try to keep her inside. Didn't she see it? Oh, I wish I had never said them. I didn't mean them.
I know, I'll go to Mr. Giles and... what should I do?
Should I tell them I can do magic with a wand? Should I tell Mr. Giles what I know, and everything else? I can't stand just sitting here and doing nothing. I am useless like this, and I am not stupid. I know that I am here annoying Buffy's friends.
They are probably just getting bothered by my pesky poking around.
I know I ask them the same things over and over again, but I just wanna find my daughter, and make sure she's okay. And then tell her everything.
I hope she's okay.
I wonder how she'll act towards her father?
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At Hogwarts over in the Scotland Area, Buffy was training with Dumbledore to see if she was an anamigus. (I think that's the word.) It's where you can transform into an animal at will, using magic of course.
She really hoped she was one. Not every witch or wizard was. And she wanted to be able to do something that doesn't directly bond to slaying. Although, it might come in handy.
They sat down on the mat, face to face. "Okay, the ingredients will be lit. You just need to relax, and let your senses take over. Then concentrate on your essence, not being in the shape of your body."
She nodded, showing that she understood, although she really didn't; and then the things in the small pot were lit.
She took a deep breath, and then let the air out. Buffy let her body relax, and then found her center. She felt something in her change, but didn't really feel anything else.
She heard something in the room, and on instinct, opened her eyes, loosing her center.
But when she tried to move up, she couldn't. She found herself in a complicated situation. And then she saw Dumbledore. She tried to speak, to find out what the noise was all about, but only what sounded like a squeak came out of... her beak. She tried to touch her face to see where her mouth went, but found wings instead of hands and arms.
Dumbledore straightened the mirror, and let her have a look.
She did. She was a phoenix, and she looked a lot like her own phoenix, which she named Claudia, or Claw. She was that color red. But she was a lot different as well. The top of her head sprouted a few feathers of golden blonde; the color of her own hair.
She mentally smiled.
Buffy was trained by Dumbledore for the rest of the day...
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Later that week, she had talked with Faith and Kendra for a few hours over the usual. But they were on the subject of the scoobies. Faith told her that she had spied since they didn't trust her exactly, and that she had learned some things that way.
Xander had admitted his guilt as was being punished by being frowned upon. Buffy was happy with that. He was one of her best friends, and she loved him for it, but what he had done was just not right.
She had been surprised to find that her mother was hanging around them constantly.
Buffy wasn't expecting it, and was actually kind of happy about it, but she knew she shouldn't have been.
Buffy knew that her mother hadn't meant what she had said exactly. But it still hurt. When she learned the truth, she understood a little bit. Her mother had left to get away from a paranormal life, only to be sucked back in by destiny.
She was happy to know that Willow and Oz were in their bliss-world in their relationship for the moment, and was really happy for them.
But the best news for her was when she learned Jenny had woken up soon after she had left. She would have felt she had killed her if she hadn't woken up.
Giles and Jenny were happy in their relationship at the moment, and Buffy was almost giddy about that. Then she remembered the Halloween thing, and her nose had scrunched up.
"Ewww, ewww, ewww, ewww, ewww. I don't need to hear or know that." She had said. Kendra and Faith had agreed, and they all ended up laughing about that.
They talked some more about the goings on in Sunnydale, and Buffy had learned it was a normal day on the hellmouth with a vamp here, a vamp there, and nothing really big going on.
She sighed. She knew Faith was good, and was a slayer, but she couldn't help worrying for her sister's safety. One of them was already dead, and she didn't want them to go on that way.
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Harry was at Ron's house. Ron and his brothers had (Fred and George ) had all been scolded for doing what they did. But Mrs. Weasley had been nice and supportive to them all, including himself otherwise. He liked her.
He had heard she had a temper, and he didn't want to tempt her to show it, but he really thought she was nice. And she was nice. As was the whole Weasley family.
He thought they were a bit rude to Percy, the oldest son, but he couldn't help it.
A few days after he got to the 'Burrow,' he got a letter from Dumbledore.
Harry,
I have some interesting news that you might want ot hear. I was surprised myself when I heard it. But it is true.
I would like to chat with you soon, if that's okay with you. I'll floo over whenever you want to talk about this. Just send a letter when you're ready to know.
- Dumbledore
Harry was a little confused with the letter. He showed it around. Everyone else was confused as well, but no one knew anything. He asked the whole household, and then sent a letter by his owl, Hedwig.
Professor Dumbledore,
Nice to hear from you professor. I hope your summer has been good. Mine has been spent with the Dursleys as you know.
I would like to speak to you as well. But my matters concern your letter. I am going to be high until you get here you know. You have got me confused and clueless as to what you are talking about.
I'm guessing it is news, though what about, I have no idea. So whenever you think the Weasleys will be fine with your arrival, please do come.
Harry Potter
His own letter sounded really blasé to him and not like himself at all. But he sent it anyway. He was itching to find what Dumbledore was talking about. It was stuck in his mind now, and would only pester him.
Molly (Mrs. Weasley) had told him that he would be welcome anytime as long as he would share whatever he had gotten them all asking about.
Harry sighed and awaited his arrival. He hated waiting just as much as the cousin he had never known about, let alone met.
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Please, someone continuously remind me that the twins are Fred and George, and Bill is another brother. I always mix them up for some reason. I think it's the names and the red Weasley hair.
Yeah I know, I know. I will put Harry, Ron, and Hermione in it soon... What should I make the pairing between those three? Hermione/ Harry or Ron? If you really want me to, I guess I could make it Harry/Ginny if you want me to, but then I will need at least three different requests for it.
Please review. I feel really special when I get some reviews. And tell me what you think. Any requests or ideas on something?
To some of you, it might seem kind of weird to have a Joyce/Sirius pairing. But think of it this way... It is basically timed that way. The stories started by Harry time, not the Marauder's time.
I am not sure how I want to get the scooby gang to find out or get to Buffy.
SUGGESTIONS WANTED!
I think that is all I have to say for now ?userid=484345 or buffyalora15vampr: I am enthused about your review. Thanx.
Buffyalora15vampr: (yes, again.) : I am a strict BA fan. I always hated how Xander got away with knowing that she was going to recurse him, and not really telling. Willow and Oz are cool, as is Willow/Tara action, but I think I will keep it W/O. I never end up doing long chapters, cause then I stop halfway, and end up having to reread everything and finish it that way. Plus, this way, at least you get a little info instead of having to wait until I get back to this fic.
And if you haven't noticed, I am tending to go between this and 'Reincarnation Slayer Style' back and forth.
Rain Dancer2: Yeah, I always hated Hank as well. I wrote (on paper) part of a fic where he comes back in the future, and 5 of the BTVS/AI women are pregnant, and both his daughters hate him deeply. I like it, but I want to finish my three main fics before I even start it on here.
Queen Boadicea: I always like the dreams. Although, the one I wrote where he says "Not even if you kill me" has always left me disappointed, and madder then now at Joss Whedon. But I tend to use it more then I hear it in fics. Don't know what that is all about.
Selfie: Yep, eventually.
Kaili: I will write as soon as I can.
Chazza: I think I meant her 17th b-day whatever, but yeah...
Thelionessrules: I agree. The lioness, in Tamora Peirce's book does rule! I love that series.... Anywho, I like my story, and I am glad you do too.
Melanie: I updated! Yay! I had an okay time on my vacation and at my camp. I dedicate my 20th chapter to you for that. ï
M: Thank you. I really like it so far.
Fallenangel1490: No, I only know of a few good Btvs/HP fics that are BA. Look in my favorites. I also have a lot of HP/Btvs that aren't BA fics, so look out. I have read them, but I try not to read a lot again because of it...
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