In her chambers Dawn stood in the soft glow from the fire in solitary
contemplation. Spike had left her alone to go on a patrol of the school.
She turned silently and taking off her crown placed it carefully on the
small table along with her two matching daggers and fake wand.
Pretending to be a witch was strange, it made her think about who she was really. A human female created from primal energy originally but over the past years she had started to develop new powers.
She had first discovered this after an accident badly burned her but she stated to heal within seconds of receiving her injury. Now she could heal others too. Useful when you live with clumsy people under almost constant peril!
Bringing herself back to the present she changed and climbed into the huge four-poster bed in the gloomy room.
She was starting to think this had been a bad idea but perhaps they might get some new recruits for the cause if nothing else.
Keeping her identity a secret should have been easy but there were quite a few nosy characters about.
Also she felt like someone wanted to make an enemy of her. Great! She already had plenty of enemies. She had come in search of allies.
***** A week later and the school seemed to have excepted Dawn Summers without question. She was brimming with quiet confidence and charmed all she met, well almost all.
At breakfast two pupils were still wondering about Professor Summers. She was indeed fair to them but so far she hadn't used any magic yet.
At the head table Dawn helped herself to fruit and poured her own camomile tea.
She had left Spike in her chambers since he had to avoid sunlight and the great hall had huge windows, which let the light stream in on the toast and marmalade.
Savouring the moment she glanced up at the enchanted ceiling, it was now golden fall sky. She smiled.
*****
Across the great hall Harry watched their new professor at breakfast. He saw her smile up at the enchanted ceiling and for a second she seemed distinct and separate to the scene itself.
He turned to look at Hermione who was also watching Professor Summers she was still sure there was something more to her and determined to prove it.
Although he had sided with Ron at first, arguing she was being silly he was now starting toe feel there was indeed something odd about Summers but he was still unwilling to question her virtue.
Hermione watched the Head Table sceptically; she was finding peoples reaction to their new teacher a bit strange.
Hardly anybody disagreed with her; she was so cheerful it was hard to. She seemed to be looked upon by most in some sort of au and reverence.
Something else weird was that whenever she tried to breech the subject to her friends they instantly jumped to Professor Summer's defence and said she was being silly.
Perhaps she was but something just didn't feel right.
*****
Their second lesson was Potions and Snape was in a very foul mood. Even more than usual.
Harry scribbled down the list of ingredients, amazingly he was able to work with Hermione.
"Hermione I believe you." He whispered. She turned her head suddenly to look at him. "About Professor Summers?" He nodded. "Why?" Harry thought for a moment how to phrase his reason, "It's just, she seems too perfect."
Hermione smiled and proceeded to crush the beetles for the potion.
***** Across the school Dawn eyed the stone gargoyle before whispering "Sherbet lemon."
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as she entered the headmaster's office. Dawn had Tuesday mornings off so she used her free time to speak with him.
She had already told them of the prophecy she was part of. From what she had heard about a war in the wizarding world from him and others she conclude said prophecy must somehow be connected.
"You seem to have made quite an impression here my dear." Albus said in an off-hand way while conjuring a teapot and two cups.
Dawn took off the cape she had taken to wearing, "Some would see my approach as unconventional I suppose." She answered while folding the garment over the back of a chair.
Dawn proceeded to pour her tea carefully, "I do hope you don't mind my method's Albus." "Of course not, I was accused of being quite radical myself when I first became a professor here."
She couldn't help but smile at the thought of Albus Dumbledore's 'radical' lessons. "Well I'm glad because I believe it is part of the prophecy for me come here, my fate."
Dumbledore's eyes glittered behind his half-moon spectacles. "How have you concluded that?" "Well we will help erase all evil from this planet so that means from the wizarding realm too." She explained while reaching out for a jam tart. "An impressive feat indeed." Dawn giggled, "We haven't done it yet!"
Dawn sipped her tea thoughtfully for some moments before continuing. "I do not know how it happened or when exactly but by the 24th century the Earth is safe." She looked into her teacup now.
"Yet the Powers-that-be had you sent back." The old wizard commented.
Dawn shook her head, "Well that's what so weird, apparently Buffy, myself and the rest of the Scoobies play the major role in wiping evil off the Earth."
She paused to sip her tea, "What worries me is there's a good chance a few of us will live long enough to still be here when we were first brought into the future."
Albus smiled at Dawn's slightly confused expression. "It would appear Miss summers that you may one day be faced with a time paradox."
Dawn smiled and shook her head again; "As if having t destroy all evil within 300 years wasn't enough!"
Pretending to be a witch was strange, it made her think about who she was really. A human female created from primal energy originally but over the past years she had started to develop new powers.
She had first discovered this after an accident badly burned her but she stated to heal within seconds of receiving her injury. Now she could heal others too. Useful when you live with clumsy people under almost constant peril!
Bringing herself back to the present she changed and climbed into the huge four-poster bed in the gloomy room.
She was starting to think this had been a bad idea but perhaps they might get some new recruits for the cause if nothing else.
Keeping her identity a secret should have been easy but there were quite a few nosy characters about.
Also she felt like someone wanted to make an enemy of her. Great! She already had plenty of enemies. She had come in search of allies.
***** A week later and the school seemed to have excepted Dawn Summers without question. She was brimming with quiet confidence and charmed all she met, well almost all.
At breakfast two pupils were still wondering about Professor Summers. She was indeed fair to them but so far she hadn't used any magic yet.
At the head table Dawn helped herself to fruit and poured her own camomile tea.
She had left Spike in her chambers since he had to avoid sunlight and the great hall had huge windows, which let the light stream in on the toast and marmalade.
Savouring the moment she glanced up at the enchanted ceiling, it was now golden fall sky. She smiled.
*****
Across the great hall Harry watched their new professor at breakfast. He saw her smile up at the enchanted ceiling and for a second she seemed distinct and separate to the scene itself.
He turned to look at Hermione who was also watching Professor Summers she was still sure there was something more to her and determined to prove it.
Although he had sided with Ron at first, arguing she was being silly he was now starting toe feel there was indeed something odd about Summers but he was still unwilling to question her virtue.
Hermione watched the Head Table sceptically; she was finding peoples reaction to their new teacher a bit strange.
Hardly anybody disagreed with her; she was so cheerful it was hard to. She seemed to be looked upon by most in some sort of au and reverence.
Something else weird was that whenever she tried to breech the subject to her friends they instantly jumped to Professor Summer's defence and said she was being silly.
Perhaps she was but something just didn't feel right.
*****
Their second lesson was Potions and Snape was in a very foul mood. Even more than usual.
Harry scribbled down the list of ingredients, amazingly he was able to work with Hermione.
"Hermione I believe you." He whispered. She turned her head suddenly to look at him. "About Professor Summers?" He nodded. "Why?" Harry thought for a moment how to phrase his reason, "It's just, she seems too perfect."
Hermione smiled and proceeded to crush the beetles for the potion.
***** Across the school Dawn eyed the stone gargoyle before whispering "Sherbet lemon."
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as she entered the headmaster's office. Dawn had Tuesday mornings off so she used her free time to speak with him.
She had already told them of the prophecy she was part of. From what she had heard about a war in the wizarding world from him and others she conclude said prophecy must somehow be connected.
"You seem to have made quite an impression here my dear." Albus said in an off-hand way while conjuring a teapot and two cups.
Dawn took off the cape she had taken to wearing, "Some would see my approach as unconventional I suppose." She answered while folding the garment over the back of a chair.
Dawn proceeded to pour her tea carefully, "I do hope you don't mind my method's Albus." "Of course not, I was accused of being quite radical myself when I first became a professor here."
She couldn't help but smile at the thought of Albus Dumbledore's 'radical' lessons. "Well I'm glad because I believe it is part of the prophecy for me come here, my fate."
Dumbledore's eyes glittered behind his half-moon spectacles. "How have you concluded that?" "Well we will help erase all evil from this planet so that means from the wizarding realm too." She explained while reaching out for a jam tart. "An impressive feat indeed." Dawn giggled, "We haven't done it yet!"
Dawn sipped her tea thoughtfully for some moments before continuing. "I do not know how it happened or when exactly but by the 24th century the Earth is safe." She looked into her teacup now.
"Yet the Powers-that-be had you sent back." The old wizard commented.
Dawn shook her head, "Well that's what so weird, apparently Buffy, myself and the rest of the Scoobies play the major role in wiping evil off the Earth."
She paused to sip her tea, "What worries me is there's a good chance a few of us will live long enough to still be here when we were first brought into the future."
Albus smiled at Dawn's slightly confused expression. "It would appear Miss summers that you may one day be faced with a time paradox."
Dawn smiled and shook her head again; "As if having t destroy all evil within 300 years wasn't enough!"