Assigned Seats
Author: Siren of Hell (occasionally my friend Jane)
Rating: This is R for bad, bad words. Please don't read if you're not old enough!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. HP belongs to JKRowling and some publishing company, BtVS belongs to Joss Wheldon and some other really rich TV people, and Mutant Enimy and Fox and many, many more. Simpsons(which is mentioned in passing) belongs to Matt Grogien and I think that's it..
Summary: Harry Potter/Buffy the Vampire Slayer crossover. Hogwarts has a new DADA professor, she's not exactly conventional... and what's more! She's determined to make a couple of her students realise something about themselves.
Timeline: Three years after s7 of Buffy, and 6th year for HP and gang.
Spoilers: HP-up to Order of the Phoenix, Btvs – up to s7, Ats – up to first/second episode of s5
Pairings: HP/DM, BS/A(us), and probably RW/HeG and WR/SS
*Warning* Slash
Dedication: To Janey, my inspiration and all that...
Author's Note : For the purpose of this fic Angel and Spike do love each other (In a violent love hate kinda way). Not very much romantically but in a familyish way, but with some bits of romance. What can I say, they come from a fucked up family.
Chapter 4 seriously in all seriousness
As soon as Snape had given his command Draco had all but forgotten that Harry was still attached, and blindly followed after Professor Summers, who in tern was following Snape. He head was hung as if she felt guilty, like a small child who knew they had done wrong. But her step was confident, almost defiant. Draco almost snorted but held back. She acted like a teenager.
Harry gave a small yelp as his wrist was pulled towards the door. He felt for sure that when they eventually got out of these chains, both Draco and himself would have very bused wrists. Hell, if Draco kept tugging so hard there was a chance Harry's would be broken.
Snape turned back to make sure that his orders were being followed. It was then that he noticed him tagging along. "And where exactly do you think you're going Mr Potter? Don't you have something better to do, like save a bus-load of innocent kindergarteners, or I don't know... CLASS?"
The blond smiled. Thankfully with her head down her hair covered her expression. If the shadowy man had seen she had no doubt it was she he would be sticking in to, not Harry. Poor Harry though, that man, though she still had her doubts about him being human, was a lot to handle. She would stand up to him for Harry but she knew Harry could take it. Besides the dark Professor already had a bad impression of her and she didn't want to make it worse before they could all talk to Dumbledore (but after all bets were off).
Harry turned red.
"Umm... well you see... uh..."
The petit professor couldn't help it; she let out a small laugh. Snape's piercing glare was quickly fixed on her. "And prey tell, what exactly is it that you find so amusing Professor?" Snape asked in a patronising voice. She let out a snort.
"Oh stop laughing, this is your fault!" Draco seemed to have finally found his voice,
It was then that Snape noticed the chain that bound the two students at the wrist.
"Wh – What the HELL is THAT!?!"
"She did it!" Draco exclaimed, pointing at the American with his free hand, "And she won't un-do it! We already went to see the Headmaster and her says he can't do anything about it"
"You did that? Why? And what the hell were you thinking? They could kill each other!" Snape snarled angrily. The little blond snorted again.
"The only thing that could possibly be hurt because of this are their clothes if they get so impatient that they rip them off each other."
Snape gawked. He stared in stony silence at Hogwarts new professor. Where the hell had Dumbledore found her!?! "Ar-are you INSANE?" Surprisingly it was Harry who screamed it; "You're delusional! I don't know what the hell is going on in your head but whatever it is STOP IT!"
"Geese, drama queen much?" was the only reply he got.
With that Professor Summers took the lead and headed off towards Dumbledore's office, leaving a stuttering Snape (not something you see every day...or ever!) and a raging Harry. Draco had no choice but to remain where Harry was, throwing a small temper tantrum. Snape seemed frozen, as if the images in his head were to disturbing for him to even contemplate, which Draco could understand perfectly.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Ten minutes later Snape, Draco and Harry walked into the Headmaster's office to find the DADA Professor sitting in a comfortable looking armchair, sipping tea and chatting with Dumbledore as if they had known each other forever. She smiled as they entered.
"Finally!" she said cheekily.
"Buffy, please, I'm not sure they are capable of handling so much of a shock in such a short time. Be patient." She looked down, slightly guilty.
"Headmaster, what the hell is going on?" Snape asked with barely controlled anger.
"Please boys have a seat," Dumbledore invited, as he transfigured a chair into a love seat, big enough for both boys to sit comfortably with their bondage. Snape, of course, stayed standing in an intimidating pose.
"Now, perhaps a proper introduction is in order. Buffy, I'd like you to meet Severus Snape, the potions professor at Hogwarts," Buffy nodded in acknowledgment at Dumbledore's introduction. Snape sneered.
Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, causing Severus's expression to calm a little.
"And Severus, I'd like you to meet Buffy the Vampire Slayer."
There was a pause, as if Dumbledore expected a reaction of sorts.
"Am I supposed to be impressed? Since three years ago Slayers are almost as common as wizards, and before that, few lived past 18, nothing to be impressed about."
"Well I suppose but this is the vampire slayer. The one that caused all the others to be called, and before that she lived for 8 years as a slayer, well past 18. She stopped more apocalypses that many can count, not to mention survived her own death... twice."
Snape's eyes widened in surprise.
"I heard she was dead..."
"Not dead, just... taking a break," Buffy informed Snape, "and sorry about the whole, trying to steak you thing. I kinda thought you were a vamp, witness my surprise when I heard a hear beat. I mean, you've got to admit, you have that pasty dead complexion, not to mention the wardrobe. Do you own anything in a colour other than black? And on a completely unrelated topic, what's with the grease?"
Snape scowled.
Sitting quietly, Harry and Draco listened to the conversation. Interesting was a term to describe it, unbelievable was a more accurate one. No doubt they had both heard of the legendary Slayer. The greatest Slayer of all time, but both had thought her merely a myth, to promote the power of the slayers and to make demons everywhere fear. It was surreal to think that she was at Hogwarts, sitting merely a few feet away, teaching them Defence Against the Dark Arts. Harry had been right when he thought he was the best DADA professor they had had; she would probably be the best professor that Hogwarts ever had. They both realised then that they were in the presence of greatness... and she was insane!
To be Continued... Please Feedback
Author: Siren of Hell (occasionally my friend Jane)
Rating: This is R for bad, bad words. Please don't read if you're not old enough!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. HP belongs to JKRowling and some publishing company, BtVS belongs to Joss Wheldon and some other really rich TV people, and Mutant Enimy and Fox and many, many more. Simpsons(which is mentioned in passing) belongs to Matt Grogien and I think that's it..
Summary: Harry Potter/Buffy the Vampire Slayer crossover. Hogwarts has a new DADA professor, she's not exactly conventional... and what's more! She's determined to make a couple of her students realise something about themselves.
Timeline: Three years after s7 of Buffy, and 6th year for HP and gang.
Spoilers: HP-up to Order of the Phoenix, Btvs – up to s7, Ats – up to first/second episode of s5
Pairings: HP/DM, BS/A(us), and probably RW/HeG and WR/SS
*Warning* Slash
Dedication: To Janey, my inspiration and all that...
Author's Note : For the purpose of this fic Angel and Spike do love each other (In a violent love hate kinda way). Not very much romantically but in a familyish way, but with some bits of romance. What can I say, they come from a fucked up family.
Chapter 4 seriously in all seriousness
As soon as Snape had given his command Draco had all but forgotten that Harry was still attached, and blindly followed after Professor Summers, who in tern was following Snape. He head was hung as if she felt guilty, like a small child who knew they had done wrong. But her step was confident, almost defiant. Draco almost snorted but held back. She acted like a teenager.
Harry gave a small yelp as his wrist was pulled towards the door. He felt for sure that when they eventually got out of these chains, both Draco and himself would have very bused wrists. Hell, if Draco kept tugging so hard there was a chance Harry's would be broken.
Snape turned back to make sure that his orders were being followed. It was then that he noticed him tagging along. "And where exactly do you think you're going Mr Potter? Don't you have something better to do, like save a bus-load of innocent kindergarteners, or I don't know... CLASS?"
The blond smiled. Thankfully with her head down her hair covered her expression. If the shadowy man had seen she had no doubt it was she he would be sticking in to, not Harry. Poor Harry though, that man, though she still had her doubts about him being human, was a lot to handle. She would stand up to him for Harry but she knew Harry could take it. Besides the dark Professor already had a bad impression of her and she didn't want to make it worse before they could all talk to Dumbledore (but after all bets were off).
Harry turned red.
"Umm... well you see... uh..."
The petit professor couldn't help it; she let out a small laugh. Snape's piercing glare was quickly fixed on her. "And prey tell, what exactly is it that you find so amusing Professor?" Snape asked in a patronising voice. She let out a snort.
"Oh stop laughing, this is your fault!" Draco seemed to have finally found his voice,
It was then that Snape noticed the chain that bound the two students at the wrist.
"Wh – What the HELL is THAT!?!"
"She did it!" Draco exclaimed, pointing at the American with his free hand, "And she won't un-do it! We already went to see the Headmaster and her says he can't do anything about it"
"You did that? Why? And what the hell were you thinking? They could kill each other!" Snape snarled angrily. The little blond snorted again.
"The only thing that could possibly be hurt because of this are their clothes if they get so impatient that they rip them off each other."
Snape gawked. He stared in stony silence at Hogwarts new professor. Where the hell had Dumbledore found her!?! "Ar-are you INSANE?" Surprisingly it was Harry who screamed it; "You're delusional! I don't know what the hell is going on in your head but whatever it is STOP IT!"
"Geese, drama queen much?" was the only reply he got.
With that Professor Summers took the lead and headed off towards Dumbledore's office, leaving a stuttering Snape (not something you see every day...or ever!) and a raging Harry. Draco had no choice but to remain where Harry was, throwing a small temper tantrum. Snape seemed frozen, as if the images in his head were to disturbing for him to even contemplate, which Draco could understand perfectly.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Ten minutes later Snape, Draco and Harry walked into the Headmaster's office to find the DADA Professor sitting in a comfortable looking armchair, sipping tea and chatting with Dumbledore as if they had known each other forever. She smiled as they entered.
"Finally!" she said cheekily.
"Buffy, please, I'm not sure they are capable of handling so much of a shock in such a short time. Be patient." She looked down, slightly guilty.
"Headmaster, what the hell is going on?" Snape asked with barely controlled anger.
"Please boys have a seat," Dumbledore invited, as he transfigured a chair into a love seat, big enough for both boys to sit comfortably with their bondage. Snape, of course, stayed standing in an intimidating pose.
"Now, perhaps a proper introduction is in order. Buffy, I'd like you to meet Severus Snape, the potions professor at Hogwarts," Buffy nodded in acknowledgment at Dumbledore's introduction. Snape sneered.
Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, causing Severus's expression to calm a little.
"And Severus, I'd like you to meet Buffy the Vampire Slayer."
There was a pause, as if Dumbledore expected a reaction of sorts.
"Am I supposed to be impressed? Since three years ago Slayers are almost as common as wizards, and before that, few lived past 18, nothing to be impressed about."
"Well I suppose but this is the vampire slayer. The one that caused all the others to be called, and before that she lived for 8 years as a slayer, well past 18. She stopped more apocalypses that many can count, not to mention survived her own death... twice."
Snape's eyes widened in surprise.
"I heard she was dead..."
"Not dead, just... taking a break," Buffy informed Snape, "and sorry about the whole, trying to steak you thing. I kinda thought you were a vamp, witness my surprise when I heard a hear beat. I mean, you've got to admit, you have that pasty dead complexion, not to mention the wardrobe. Do you own anything in a colour other than black? And on a completely unrelated topic, what's with the grease?"
Snape scowled.
Sitting quietly, Harry and Draco listened to the conversation. Interesting was a term to describe it, unbelievable was a more accurate one. No doubt they had both heard of the legendary Slayer. The greatest Slayer of all time, but both had thought her merely a myth, to promote the power of the slayers and to make demons everywhere fear. It was surreal to think that she was at Hogwarts, sitting merely a few feet away, teaching them Defence Against the Dark Arts. Harry had been right when he thought he was the best DADA professor they had had; she would probably be the best professor that Hogwarts ever had. They both realised then that they were in the presence of greatness... and she was insane!
To be Continued... Please Feedback
