At 5½ months, Buffy decided to let Professor Dumbledore show her how to get her license to apparate. She really wanted to do ii. It would make things so much easier. Her house was already magic proof, so she could poof herself to the cradle when the baby woke up in the middle of the night.
It took five hours from when she woke up, to actually get there, but it was worth it.
When she returned with the ability to apparate, she started using like crazy. It was like she was a five year-old who had just gotten a new toy.
She was happy with her new ability, and went to the library to catch up on some reading. She had been researching the Council, and had found out some interesting things about it that she didn't believe any of them realized. But if they did, they wouldn't be telling anyone.
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Buffy had been watching herself the last two weeks. She was quite fat for someone so small and young like herself. Buffy was only almost 8 weeks along, but the baby was showing everyone that he or she needed room to grow.
She knew she was getting bigger a little faster then normal, but just brushed it off as a slyer side-affect or a case of her being really small.
Buffy was preparing all of her assessments for the semester. She had less then a month before the baby was due, and the school year would start a little before her nine month time period was up. She was kind of worried that she would have to bail for a few weeks in the beginning of the school year. But she hoped not.
And that meant that she would have a cousin within a few weeks. She smiled- she would finally get him out of the environment of the Dursleys. She had checked them out magically, and found that they just ignored him most of the time, or used him like a servant.
She already hated them.
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She was eight months along when, in the middle of the night, Buffy sat up straight. Something was off. It was then that she saw Celia squawking around the room, and Claudia was nowhere to be seen.
Then she felt the wetness of her covers, and looked down, just as she felt a wave of pain rip through her abdomen.
Contractions were starting.
She quickly caught her breathe. "Hurry Cecelia! Go get Dumbledore and whoever is on call at the medical station!" Buffy cried out. Within a few seconds, the owl was out of there.
And Buffy had apparated to the medical room. Madame Pomfrey had hurried over to her, and rushed her to a gurney. At least they were more comfortable then the ones at muggle hospitals.
Buffy went through another painful contraction. It only lasted about a few seconds, but she was already getting mad about it.
A minute or so later, Albus had arrived with Madame Pomfrey talking to him. Dumbledore charmed her so that she could not hurt anyone with her strength or wand, just like they planned.
Buffy was in labor.
And when the nurse, and her arriving assistants saw the blood starting to drip, they knew something was wrong.
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Buffy's POV
Ow! It hurts! It Hurts! Ow!
Somebody get it out, it hurts!
Mommy! I want my mommy; I want to thank her for birthing me in this painful manner.
Mommy?
Ow!
Something's wrong. I know it. They are gathering around my lower section, hiding something.
Push?
They want me to push?
Well why don't I just punch something? I bet it'll get them out of me faster, and if not then it will make me feel a little better...
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Dumbledore's POV
I gathered all of the professors that wished to be at the birth. Sprout, Trelawney, and McGonagall were adamant about it.
They seem a little excited. I guess we all are. There has never been a birth in a school, not that our staff isn't prepared for it.
They are discussing the names that picked out.
For her daughter, she picked Elizabeth Kendra Faith Cecilia. And for her son, she chose Connor Liam Jesse Rupert. I believe they are strong names, though I, as well as the other professors wonder where she got them.
I scriyed for any magical users in that area of LA. That is how I found her. There was a lot of pain and experience in the area, which naturally pointed to her. It was-
I think something is wrong. They are gathering around her, and they are very much wanting to get the child out of her.
What is happening?
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Buffy was on the bed, pushing with all of her slayer strength. But something was wrong. She was in a lot of pain, more then she thought necessary. But since she had never been in any sort of situation like this, she couldn't say that she had known how much pain she should be in.
Suddenly, she got dizzy though, and she didn't see the lot of blood that was running out of her.
One of the machines she was quickly hooked up on started beeping, and Madame Pomfrey got aggravated, and scared. Buffy- Professor Summers's heart was slowing down. She had a significant amount of blood, and there was no sign of Little Connor or Elizabeth.
Suddenly, there was a magical disturbance in the air, and Buffy lost consciousness...
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Buffy sat straight up. She wasn't in pain any longer, and the first thing she felt was the missing large bump in her stomach. She looked down, and she was wearing an eerie dress that felt like thick air.
"Oh no." she said.
'No. I can't be dead. I have to get my baby.' She thought hurriedly.
She took a quick look at her surroundings, and saw a face that she often saw in her dreams. One she hadn't figured she would ever see in real life again. Not that she was alive any longer.
She blinked. "Kendra. I can't be- I'm not suppost to be dead! I'm suppost to be in labor."
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Back in the hospital room, the machine started making a whirring sound. The machine was in one long continuous beep.
Buffy's heart had stopped.
One of Madame Pomfrey's assistance said something with her wand pointing, and it hit Buffy's chest with a thump of electricity.
After a few seconds, she tried again and again. By the fifth time, it still had no effect.
But when the assistance tried for the final and sixth time, it worked. Buffy's heart showed a few beats, but not enough to secure her survival.
There was a flash of bright light at the top of the room, and a spirally portal appeared.
Just as Buffy cried out, a young woman fell out of it.
None of them really saw the assistant though. He was there to help-just in case. This was a miracle birth that the PTBs had nothing to do with.
Plus he really kinda liked the spitfire. And he felt sorry for her.
But she was to busy being in labor to even recognize or see the immortal balance demon.
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Kendra watched Buffy across from her. Why was she here? Was she dead? Why had she died? How had she died? What about her baby?
There were questions. But they never got a chance to ask them, or answer them.
A bolt of electricity flew out of nowhere, and grabbed both young slayers.
And they entered through a swirling vortex of a portal, into the room at Hogwarts in which Buffy had died a few minutes or seconds ago.
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Back in the medical wing, Dumbledore was curious and kind of frightened. He didn't want his newest teacher, the mystery to them all to die.
She shouldn't. She had great strength and courage.
It shouldn't be her time. Yes, her husband died, but what about her child? What about her cousin she had been waiting to meet? They would be homeless, and possibly have to go to the Dursleys as well. And what about Harry? He didn't know her, or even that he had a cousin that wasn't a Dursleys that he could have met.
That's when the machines started beeping- showing her heart was working again, and the portal appeared next to her bed.
And a girl had fallen out. A girl that he had seen in a few of Buffy's pictures. A girl that Buffy had said was dead. A girl, that was a slayer.
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Madame Pomfrey had had no idea what had happened, except that there was now a girl laying in the floor, and Buffy was alive now.
She put that off for later, and got back to trying to deliver her baby. She started talking to her again, telling her to push. And the bleeding had miraculously stopped.
Buffy slowly came back to awareness, and saw that Pomfrey was talking to her. She could feel her sister slayer's presence next to her, but wasn't all that questioning it. Her hearing slowly returned over the course of a few seconds, and Buffy found herself doing so.
Her son came first. Her daughter followed not seconds behind. Her sister slayer was helped to a bed, and she fell into a deep sleep after the exhausting occurrence.
No one knew that she was to have twins. Everyone was surprised. No wonder she had been in this condition with her smallness, and two babies.
She had died on the gurney while giving birth to her son and daughter, but was resuscitated by an assistant wizard.
When they told Dumbledore and the other professors what had happened, silence rang out through the corridor, and were all wondering the basics.
'How, why, whatahuh and what the fuck had just happened?
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Buffy awoke some hours later to daylight. Before everything came hurtling back at her through memories, she looked around. The presence she felt was lying in the bed next to her. She glanced over and saw her first sister-slayer. Wait. Wasn't she supposed to be dead?
She groaned as the memories hit her. Buffy wished that Angel was here for this. Hell. She wished that he was here period.
As if she had heard her, Madame Pomfrey entered the room and saw that she was awake.
"Would you like to see your children?" she asked, not really waiting for an answer.
Then she remembered that part, and her breath caught.
'Oh, yeah. Babies. As in plural, more then one. Who'd a thought?'
There was a small pause between the thoughts.
'How did that happen?'
Buffy nodded anyway, and the nurse came in magicking a larger bedlike tub with her bundles of joy wrapped up in a blue and pink blanket.
She smiled, and asked the woman to nudge Kendra awake. And when the Jamaican girl sat up slowly and looked around bewildered, her gaze stopped on Buffy, and her eyebrow went up. But they both just smiled and talked about the new additions to the family, and what they were going to do.
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Sunnydale: about when Buffy went into labor.
Faith felt weird. Something was going on, but she couldn't tell what. All of the scoobs were in the library. It had been quiet since Joyce got there. She had taken Giles into his office, and confessed. The others didn't know what was going on, but Faith heard it all thanks to the super hearing.
She smiled to herself when B's mom confessed. Maybe they could find her-not that she was going to literally help or anything. They (Buffy, Faith, Kendra) had talked about it before.
Faith just wanted to get to sleep. That way she could have a chat with at least one of her sisters and tell them what was going on.
'Oh well,' she thought. She would go for a nice patrol and take a bath to settle her nerves.
That's when the phone in the office rang.
Jenny went to pick it up, and was kind of mad at who was on the other line. "What do you want Travers?" she asked.
The silent room ceased all noise except the words from Jenny, and the inaudible ones coming from the phone.
She looked pained for a moment, and then shoved the phone to Giles. She sat down, and looked hardened.
Giles's curiosity got the better of him quickly, and he asked the same thing that Jenny had.
He paled at the words, and put the phone back immediately.
He looked out at nothing, and finally Xander got the guts up. "G-man? What's wrong" Everyone was waiting for an answer.
It took a moment for Giles to answer. "A new slayer has been called." He said. Xander, Willow, Cordy, and even Oz blanched. Faith thought she was going to faint, but she managed to calm her nerves long enough to run out of the library. Joyce was sturdy for only a few moments. She didn't understand. "Why is that bad?" she asked.
It was Jenny who answered. "For a new slayer to be called... The last one has to die." Joyce fainted.
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A Sunnydale Cemetery
Faith got into the first fight she could find. She knew what she had to do now. She fought the battle, and ran to the hotel her stuff was in, and packed everything into the bag Buffy had sent her to make it look like it was only a purse.
She was going to the land of Tweed. She was going to find her niece or nephew, and she was going to avenge her sister's death after finding out what happened. She would pull Harry out of the Dursley's place, and then she would have a nice long chat and a yell at Buffy for dying.
When she made sure all of her stuff packed, she left a note at Giles's place saying that she was going to spend some time with some family.
Two hours later, she was on a plane to England, and fell into a dream with Buffy. Kendra did not appear there, though, and Buffy told her that she herself was not dead, and that she would explain everything when Faith arrived at a certain station. Buffy would send Hagrid out to greet her.
Faith sighed, releived when she learnt that Buffy was not dead, and awoke when the plane landed.
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Buffy was still in the medical wing with Kendra. Madame Pomfrey wanted to wait a few more hours until they were released to make sure they were okay.
Buffy asked Hagrid to retrieve a friend of hers from the train station. They would all be staying in her room, it was big enough.
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Note: I am assuming that Madame Pomfrey is the main nurse person. I am probably wrong, but work with me here.
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Faith sighed and soon woke up when she learned that Buffy was not dead, then the plane landed.
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Buffy asked Hagrid to go to the train station to pick up a friend of her's. She was kind of weirded out that her scoobies thought she was dead.
Madame Pomfrey wanted to wait till the end of the day to make sure they were rested up, but the two slayers were way to edgy for anyone's comfort. But they both knew that they were too drained to do much, let alone pick Faith up. They took Elizabeth Kendra Faith and Liam Jesse Rupert upstairs to Buffy's room, and chatted about things.
The room was put together for the babies when they got there. The house was ready for them, but the two slayers were to weak to do anything really-like move.
Buffy smiled. It had to be Sprout, Trelawny, McGonagall, and Dumbledore. She gave herself a mental note to thank them next time she saw them, for setting up the room (now two rooms) for the three slayers, and two babies.
They put the babies down, and Buffy told Kendra what to do. Buffy was a natural at it already fro some reason (Mother and all) and Kendra was doing pretty good considering she had never really dealt with things like babies.
But they got them changed, and waited for their younger sister slayer to get there.
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Faith was at the train station. Not that she was aware of it, but she was sitting on the same bench Buffy had been in when Hagrid got her.
A shadow passed over her, and she asked, "Hagrid?" The large man nodded.
Hagrid was a bit startled; this girl's reaction was the same as Buffy's.
Faith put her hand out and introduced herself. Hagrid did the same, and proceeded to take her to the castle. Faith was psyched to go through a wall, but shrugged it off. She was a slayer; she was used to the weird.
She ended up in front of another train station, but it didn't have a train.
"Just a second." He said, as he fished out portkey. It was a small disc shape. Actually, it was more like a slab of cement. She looked at it as her eyebrow arose at the sight of it. Hagrid just laughed softly to himself. Buffy had looked at it the same way.
You touch it, and when we're both touching it, it will take us to Hogwarts. She shrugged and did as she was told.
She felt the pull that had unnerved Buffy, and felt unnerved as well.
But a moment later, they were both in front of the castle. Her mouth dropped open. Buffy had never shown her the castle in her dreams. This was why. Buffy wanted to get the same impression out of her.
She blinked then, and got her mouth in order. Then she followed the giant-like man into the castle, and into the Gryffindor Common Room to find her sister slayer.
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Buffy and Kendra felt her here, and smiled to themselves. Kendra hid in there secret hidden room where the cradles and things were. The twins were a sleep in there.
Buffy sat up in her bed, and prepared herself to see her sister for the first time in, not in their dreams. She crossed her legs pretzel style, and readied herself, when she heard the password, and the Giles-voice at her door.
Her door opened.
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Faith was lead to the common room, and then shown which room was Buffy's.
She stopped at the door as Hagrid left. She knew the password. But she took a moment to look at the picture. Buffy had told her that she had changed it earlier.
Now it had three punching bags, instead of just two. And Kendra was no longer there. She didn't know why the older slayer had changed it, but liked it still.
Then, she said the password. "Claudaigh rings and Prophecy Dreams." And the door opened...
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Ha! Now you know how I feel about cliff hangers! Sticks tongue out at the reader. LOL
MORE NOTES!!!
I might have skipped around or doubled mentioning some things, so I am sorry, but I cant keep reading this. I mean, it's my own thing. So even if it is good, it sounds weird to me....
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"Claudaigh rings and Prophecy dreams." Kendra heard as she hid silently in a darkened corner of the secret room in Buffy's own quarters.
Faith walked in and smiled when she saw her blonde sister-slayer alive and not bad-looking.
"Hey B." she said. And a moment later, she had her on her back in a hug. "You know, I have dibs on yelling at you for dieing."
Buffy gave a snort of amusement.
Faith noticed that Buffy's belly was not as big as she thought it would be. She looked down at B's belly..
On cue, Connor and Elizabeth started crying. Faith's head snapped up at the sound, but her eyes only met a wall. She shirked her eyes and her mouth, then directed her gaze towards the blonde on the bed.
Buffy smiled, and made Faith help her out of the bed. Buffy took Faith's hand and pulled her through the wall. Faith was a little weirded. Two walls in one day.
But she got herself back to normal within a matter of seconds until she saw the twins. "Twins?" she asked.
Buffy shrugged. "Don't ask me. I was just as surprised."
Faith smirked. She was thinking something along the lines of the amount of 'booty' her older sister must have gotten to have twins. But seeing as how they were mostly identical... Her gaze went back to them.
Buffy quickly swept her son up and put her in Faith's arms. Then she got her daughter in her own and put her next to her son, facing Faith.
At the same time, their green orbs looked into her own light brown ones. Faith could see the small, faint really dark ring of brown surrounding the green they got from their mother. They got the brown rings from their father.
She smiled. The moment they met her gaze, the babies stopped crying, as if they knew she was her newest aunt, and they wanted to see what was going on.
A moment later, Buffy took her son as well, and burrowed them down in her arms like they were in a nest. "I am going to try to find out how I am going to feed them, while the two of you catch up." She told the dark brunette.
"Two?" she asked, not knowing what the blonde meant.
Kendra, who had snuck out while the twins were crying, was now on the bed. Buffy dragged Faith through the wall again, and she smiled at her replacement.
It took Faith a minute to recover, but by the time she did, Buffy was on the bed, against the headboard.
"Kendra?" she squeaked out.
The middle slayer smiled and sat up straighter, but within seconds was tackled on the bed into a hug. Buffy smiled at the display. They were slayers, and they were together. They had the weight of the world on their shoulders, but managed to keep some of their innocence by their immature ways of non-fights.
When Faith let go of her, Buffy was having trouble with placing the babies in acceptable ways, and the other two took them, and helped her out. She got how she was going to do the feeding routine, and they talked about the mansion, and what had gone on since their last hours-worth of visiting.
They all got some sleep.
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Buffy got up after a few hours. The five of them were nestled together on the bed, and the other four were all calm and asleep.
When she moved out of her place, her sisters-in-arms quickly used up the small amount of space she had.
She went to her desk, and proceeded to write a letter to her friends. They thought she was dead, well, she was just going to have to change that.
Hey Scoobies,
What's up? I have had an interesting day. Whew, I'm beat. No, I mean I'm tired- not beat up.
I am going to relax for a couple of days and then I am going to find something fun to do.
A friend of mine informed me that you guys got a call yesterday. Well, I ain't dead, and whoever said I am dead needs to be shot. Okay, so maybe that's a little harsh, but take it from my Point of View.
Was it Traverse that called? Isn't he like the boss of the council or something?
Oh, and Giles, there's a book call 'Transcripts, Invites, Laws, Rules, and Dilemmas, Vol. 6 that you aught to check out. You might find something that has been going wrong.
And no, I won't give you any hints.
And Big-Bads yet? Give them another five months or so. They should be rearing around by May. They usually are.
Oh, and do you have anything on the thingy I heard in my dream before I left? I haven't had any luck either...
Well, bye for now. I'll write again later...
B.
She then sent it with Ceecee to the nearest post office to be mailed to Sunnydale.
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Albus informed them later that day that he would have talk with Harry about her and the other four that day. She was happy about it, but getting cold feet about it in a way.
Buffy took the other four to the mansion later that day. She knew what the other two rooms she had made up were for now. She would let Harry pick his own room. He had rights to it, and she wanted to see which one he liked anyways.
She didn't want to pressure him or anything.
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2 days later, Buffy had her schedule for the next three months planned out. She didn't want to do all of the planning now for the things that would take longer, and the extra stuff like reports or projects.
She was getting itchy though. They were going to actually move into the mansion tomorrow, and she should be meeting Harry within the next two days.
They were already basically set up, but Harry needed to get here, and the arrangements made for the proper guardianship. (Lets ignore that she is only 17, okay?.)
She couldn't quit wondering about him. What was he like? What does he like?
Then she started panicking. Oh my go, what if her doesn't like me? What if he is depressed 24/7 like me, and decides to have not interest with me?
Weird thoughts passed through her mind within a few seconds, and she found her eyes widening at the thoughts.
Kendra noticed and nudged her to quit thinking whatever it was that she was thinking.
Since they started 'Dreaming' they had a psychic connection. They could sense certain things off of each other, and sense if someone was really sad or in trouble. They could also locate each other with out much thought.
It was Dumbledore's idea to try and harness the other two's magic. They were skeptical, but him being Dumbledore, they agreed. They were going to go for their wands the day after Harry would show up when they went shopping at Diagon Alley. Buffy had two keys for her sisters made up. They were, after al, family.
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Just after Albus Dumbledore sent the letter, and Harry got it.
About an hour after he sent it, and three days since the day Buffy gave birth, died, and Kendra came back.
Harry was sitting in front of the table, talking with Ron about the letter when the familiar pop sounded din the living room.
"Hello? Molly, I hope you don't mind me popping in?" he asked sincerely.
She smiled. "Not at all. Just get down to telling us about what you're talking about. And we'll get out of your way." She smiled and smirked happily at that.
Then she got serious. "Now Albus, what is it you came to say?" she asked.
"Actually, I have news for Harry that might want to hear?" Everyone looked at him expectantly, waiting to hear the news. They had expected bad news, but the way Dumbledore was acting, it didn't seem so.
He turned back to Molly. "Molly, do you remember Joyce Black?" he asked.
Her eyes widened in realization. She was friends with Joyce Potter when they were at school. Molly remembered Joyce as the sixth Marauder. But she was more the cheerleader then the player that the guys were. She was to the side and right in the middle at the same time with Lily.
She was Harry's aunt, who had disappeared after Sirius was blamed for many murders that just weren't true.
"You found her?!" she exclaimed, and questioned at the same time. They were good friends back in the day, just not both part of the marauders.
For the first time, the two boys thought that Dumbledore looked a little worried- no not worried. He was more a little apprehensive of something.
"Well, would you spit it out?" Ron asked.
His mother glared at him. Harry just continued to wait for an explanation for what was going on. It was something important, and it had to do with him. He was waiting, and the moving of his feet, and hands under the table showed how impatient he was. It was a trait he had inherited from both sides of the family.
Albus sighed, and prepared himself to explain. He was never one for scenes like this, although he had had plenty of them for his own tastes.
"Harry, your father had a twin sister." Harry blinked, and Dumbledore continued. "And your aunt was married to your god father- Sirius Black." Harry blinked again and he pinched himself.
"And your aunt's daughter has made her way to the wizarding world, and to Hogwarts."
There was a silence. Molly Weasley was smiling. Ron had his jaw hanging open, and Harry had the most unemotional face the headmaster had ever seen on him.
"Oh." Was all he said.
And then it hit him. "WHAT?!" he shouted at his headmaster, bordering for an explanation for why he had been with the Dursleys all this time.
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Buffy was in the mansion with Kendra and Faith. Her babies had gone to sleep after another feeding, and she was laughing at something when there was a familiar sound in the living room next to the one they were in.
Kendra was the one to go see who it was.
"Hey Albus, what's up?" the Jamaican Slayer asked.
"Hey Big D." Faith said; she never quit amusing Buffy with her letters for names. And Big D? Buffy didn't want to know where Faith came up with putting the Big and D together. It was not right.
He walked in, and there was a boy about 12 standing behind him.
Buffy squealed in excitement, and jumped at the boy who she thought looked a little like her other.
She ran into him with a hug, and the other two started laughing.
Harry was smiling.
Buffy started babbling. "So what do you wanna do? What do you like? Do you like any certain games? You can pick your own room. We'll go have a look in a few minutes. I don't mind where, I haven't fully explored this place anyway. What about sports? Dumbledore says you're into some kind of sport. What is it- Spinach?" By now, Faith was laughing so hard, she was nearly crying. Kendra was holding her side and covering her mouth. A tear track ran down the left side of her face.
"How old are you? What's your birthday? What do you like to do? Have you ever been ice skating? How do-"She was cut off.
"-Buffy." It was her boss. "Maybe you should let Harry breath and talk." He said.
Buffy looked at him, and for the first time, realized she was squeezing him in her hug. She quickly let him go, and the blue in his face prepared get to normal.
"Sorry." She said as she blushed.
And, as if sensing they were missing something important, (and they probably could sense it) the babies started to cry. Kendra groaned, and Faith was finally starting to calm her laughter, although she was doing a good job at failing.
Buffy grabbed Harry's and nearly dragged him through the air to the nursery. Harry was pretty sure that he never touched the ground once. Although, it could have been blacking out or something from his lack of oxygen a few seconds before.
But even when he saw the twins, he couldn't get the smile off his face.
He had real family.
Family that accepted him.
Family that was happy to see him apparently. (LOL!)
Buffy picked up Connor and put him in Harry's arms. She took Elizabeth and faced him to Harry next to her brother.
She was finally settling down from her hyper streak.
Her slayer had really been enjoying herself too.
When faith and Kendra made it up the stairs, Dumbledore was with them, and the two girls were trying to keep the hilarious smiles off of their faces.
"What?" Buffy asked, oblivious.
They cracked up again, and both had to lean on the walls or doorways for support.
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Harry was introduced to everyone, and was surprised when they took the news that Voldemort was after him so well. They shrugged. But when eh learned that they were slayers, he was a bit shocked. But since he didn't know all that much, he didn't say anything about it. He knew that slayers were (supposedly myth) female warriors that fought the forces of darkness.
Later that day, after Harry had met everyone, he picked a room on the third floor. It was near the stairs, and large. But it wasn't terrible close to anything. It was just far enough to get some piece if things were hectic.
Everyone went with him when he chose a room, and helped him transfigure things up for him. "Don't think of everything," Buffy warned. "Tomorrow, we go shopping, and we spend money." She said.
Harry couldn't get the grin off of his face, even after he heard that they were going shopping. He had been with Ron and Hermione last year, and had only liked it because he never got to do it. But he soon learned his mistake when Ron pointed it out. Girls did it because it was like them to. It was like Quidditch to girls. Harry got the impression, and put it under the 'dread' column along with Voldemort.
But he was happy. Kendra and Faith had taken their niece and nephew down with them. Buffy looked around the room with him. "Kinda lonely here isn't it?" she asked him. She was kind of worried. He seemed detached, even though he seemed happy with it.
He shrugged, and she got an idea. "I think it looks lonely. Don't you?" she asked Dumbledore, who was standing behind them." He got what she was implying. "Yes, I think it looks a bit one-person like." He replied.
She smiled. "Well, maybe Harry will just have to invite a friend over or something." She said.
It took Harry a moment to realize what was said. He turned when he heard, with the biggest smile Albus Dumbledore had ever seen on his face. "Really?" he asked. She shrugged.
"Why not. It is way to big a place for only a few people in it." She said.
Shrieking was heard and everyone jumped. What sounded like mad screaming came from one of the hallways. Dumbledore recognized it, and cursed himself for not telling them about it. He had been blissfully unaware of it.
"That would be Mrs. Black." He said.
"Who?" Harry and Buffy both asked.
"The woman that would be your grandmother. But trust me; we are all glad she is finally on to bigger and better things. I don't see why she ever had herself imprinted on a portrait. It just drives everyone mad." He said.
Buffy jumped again when she heard more yelling. The picture was going to wake her babies, she just knew it.
Then she heard crying and groaned.
Harry might not be able to tell what the thing in one of the hallways was saying, but the slayers and apparently the newborn babies, had super hearing.
"Shut that think off will ya?" Kendra yelled up the stairs as the two younger slayers started to try to calm the babies.
Faith walked up the stairs and handed Elizabeth to her.
She went with Dumbledore and Harry to find the screaming picture.
They did, and an ugly woman in rich clothing stood there snarling at them about resting and interrupting her sleep.
"I guess you could cover her with something. She found some way to cover the magical way to take her down. No one has been able to. I-"
He was cut off when Faith slammed her fist into the large frame, shutting the woman up. Dumbledore smirked, thinking he was stupid for not thinking of it. Harry was gapping. And the woman in the picture, once known as Mrs. Black was shut up.
"Thanks." They heard shouted by both of the other two slayers.
Faith sighed happily. "Yay." She said to herself as she started walking back down. Sighed, and the other two followed. Harry was still a bit shocked. He knew they were warriors, but he now knew that at least Faith had super strength. "I hear you get to have a sleepover." And apparently super hearing was too.
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Harry owled Ron and Hermione about coming to stay for a few days, and going shopping with him and his cousins. Well, he didn't tell Ron about the shopping, but he knew it would lure Hermione out of hiding.
Within two hours of the owling, he heard a pop, from the fire place, and Ron came out with a bag of things.
"Hey Ron." Harry said.
Ron smiled. His friend looked happy. He had never seen Harry Potter, the boy who lived that happy before. "Guess your new family is real ay?" he asked. At Harry's nod, he asked, "When's 'Mione expected?"
There was another pop, and the girl rolled out of the fireplace. "Hey." The two boys grabbed her into a hug.
"So, what is this I hear about your new family, and shopping?"
Ron groaned, and Harry smirked. "You didn't think I was going to let you escape this did you?" he asked his red headed friend.
Hermione laughed, getting it.
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They all heard it from the kitchen, and waited a few minutes before asking to be introduced.
"Hey Harry! They hear yet?" Buffy asked in her American accent.
She knew they were, but just wanted to get to the basics. She still had to go shopping. She was looking forward to it. Plus, she wanted to get some fudge-mint-chocolate-chip-cookie-dough ice cream.
Harry showed his friends downstairs. Hermione smiled when she saw the two babies. "Who's?" she asked.
Harry answered. "Those are my newest family." He said.
Ron and Hermione stared at him for a moment, thinking he was high or something.
Buffy laughed. "There mine, and before you ask, I'm 17- and I know I'm a bit young."
Hermione gasped, and Ron blinked. He quickly got a picture in his head of his mother very mad if one of his brothers came home at 17 with a baby. He shook it off though. He didn't want to think of it.
She smiled nicely. "These are my sisters. Well they're not really my sisters, but you'll get what I mean later."
Kendra waved. "I'm Kendra." She said, with her definite Jamaican accent.
"Faith," the youngest slayer greeted.
Ron and Hermione gathered around the babies soon, and saw that both of them were awake and calm. Neither had ever seen awake babies that weren't crying before.
"Yeah, I know." Harry said. He got what they were thinking. "My cousin over here, is just really good with them." He complimented.
Buffy blushed, and the other three girls giggled. Hermione didn't think it was usual for Harry to compliment anyone. And the two younger slayers laughed at the blush that covered her face.
"At least you did not make her go blue." Kendra said. That cracked Faith up. Harry blushed now, and Buffy turned a bit darker.
"Kendra!" Buffy squirmed. Faith was holding her side up again.
They introduced each other some more.
"Yeah, we're the chosen three." Faith said.
It took a minute for that to register, but Hermione's eyes boggled when she registered it. Ron was just confused. Harry knew, but that was only the basics.
"What?!" the girl screeched.
Everyone was looking at her now.
"You cant all be chosen. It is impossible. Besides, isn't the slayer a myth?" she said.
Buffy rolled her eyes. She hated being called a myth almost as much as she hated being called short.
The other two girls looked amused. The two boys didn't know what to think and the babies were just calm about everything right now.
"Uh, sure it was. But B here tends to always do the impossible." Faith put in.
Hermione looked ready to burst with questions.
"There started out with one, but there's a way around it now." Kendra said. "And yes, we are real."
Hermione looked like she wanted to question them, but Buffy cut in. "Lets go shopping already."
The boys groaned. Hermione went into girl-mode with the other three with them.
And the babies remained utterly calm, waiting for something to begin.
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Buffy told them with no strict warning that as her guests, she had to let them buy something they wanted. Hermione got a couple of books, while Ron got some things he had been wanting to buy for some time, but had not been able to save up enough.
And Buffy didn't have to worry about how much hey were going to use. The others got a lot, and went out to a restaurant for dinner. They cheered the babies and to a long life and great year.
Buffy took them for ice cream afterwards. Then they went back to shopping.
As the five were ahead of the three friends, Hermione couldn't help but ask about them. "Are you sire they're real?" she asked. Harry looked at them. 'Mione, Dumbledore himself told us about them, as well as introduced us. I think that is enough to go on.
Hermione shrugged. "But how can they all be slayers?" she asked.
Now Harry shrugged. "I dunno, and I won't ask. I choose to remain in ignorance."
It was Ron who asked. "What exactly are slayers?"
Hermione answered from memory, and the book she had skipped through in the book store they had gone into earlier.
"In Every Generation there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against the demons, vampires and forces of darkness...She is the Slayer.
"Demons were the first beings to have roamed this planet...allegedly. But the almighty powers of good managed to put a stop to that and good took over. The evil were forced to take a back seat to good. Ever since there has been evil there has been a slayer. A Chosen one to fight the forces of evil, whether it be vampires, demons or anything else hell has the chance to spit out.
"The Slayer has the strength, speed and cunning to out wit anything, whether it be human or not. The First slayer was very primitive. She had no speech, no friends, nothing. Apart from the hunt and kill, slaying was her life. She was alone. Along with a slayer there's usually a Watcher. He or she is meant to help the slayer, guide her along the way to her destiny. The Watcher serves the slayer, helping her to train whenever possible. He/She is NOT supposed to develop a relationship with the Slayer, apart from the working relationship. There soon developed a council who were in charge of The Slayer and her goings on.
"Once one slayer dies the next slayer is summoned immediately and it is the Watcher's duty to find the new slayer and guide her to what is to be."
They were all quiet for a moment. If there was something that was weirding them out, it was that there was three of them, and it wasn't explained how.