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.

AN - Ok, my theory... sorta. Angel has both a demon and soul right? And it has been shown that the soul is very strong and has fought against the demon and demonic urges for about 100 years, Spike on the other hand... Spike has only had his soul for about 3 years now, and his soul and demon appear to be quite similar, causing the shall we say 'merge' between demon and soul to go smoothly. Buffy also has a primal force inside her that she has to control, her "slayer" which as we all found in season 7 was originally a demon, or a demon's essence. The spell that Voldomort used to 'reward' Angel and Spike switched their souls not their demons, so Angelus remains in his body, the slayer in Buffy's and William the Bloody in Spike's. Buffy and Angel both have the experience and power to control/dominate their weaker demons, Buffy because it is natural for her since she has been doing it since birth, and Angel because he had to control Angelus who we all know is a strong forceful bastard. Spike on the other hand has had less time to adapt to controlling his demon, and the demon is less powerful. So therefore we/I assume that Angelus has the power to dominate Spike in his body... Let the games begin.

Btw, this whole theory was pretty much just an excuse to let Angelus out to play, because... well... who doesn't love Angelus?! He's so funny and adorable! Who can say no to him?

Chapter 14. Calling in a Professional

As soon as they reached their bedroom Harry flopped down in a comfy chair and refused to move when Draco tugged on their chain.

"We need to talk," Harry started with a sigh.

"NO, we really don't. In fact I think we should not talk until at least tomorrow afternoon."

"Draco," Harry said calmly, completely in control, "I'm not moving until you start talking, and if you keep this up we're going to be here a long time."

"Fine," Draco said, defeated. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Let's start with the other night. What happened between us?"

Draco smirked. "Well I thought that was obvious," he said suggestively.

"Draco," Harry said softly, "Please."

Draco rubbed his eyes tiredly.

"We kissed Harry. It was a mistake."

"And earlier in the corridor?"

"That was a mistake too!"

"Malfoy," Harry said harshly, his voice so obviously full of frustration, "You say you don't believe in love, and yet you kissed me as if you do. You say that you feel nothing for me, but I got a different impression when you had me backed against a wall with your tongue down my throat! And don't you dare tell me that they were a mistake, because after 5 years of potions I know a mistake when I see one! And those kisses were not mistakes!"

"What do you want me to say Harry? That I love you? That I care for you? Well sorry but I can't!"

"Can't or won't?"

Draco sighed, trying to find a way to explain to Harry.

"After 16 years of living with my father, he taughts me one useful thing. Caring is weakness! Love is vulnerability! In my position, I can't be those thing, so no, I can't!"

"That's an excuse and we both know it! You're just scared to let anyone know who you really are. You can't let anyone see whose behind your wall because you think you're weak. That's not true, you're just human."

"Harry," Draco sighed, "Just let it go, please. This can never be anything! Once we get out of these chains we'll probably never have a civilised conversation again."

"That's not true," Harry interrupted, "Now that I know that you're on our side..."

Draco scoffed.

"I can't be a very effective spy if you're my best friend, now can I? The Slytherins will never believe it, and Voldomort will want me to kill you! Not to mention you're friends! What do you think they'd say if we were best of friends? Not to mention lovers!"

Harry was silent. He had no answer.

"He's gotta be under Imperius!"

"Mr Weasly, don't you think that's a bit extreme? I doubt very much that Mr Malfoy would do that," Professor McGonagall replied calmly to the distraught boy.

"That may be true," Hermionie interrupted, trying to be reasonable, "But something is not right with Harry! He would never act like this! I mean he's getting along with Malfoy! I saw them researching together in the library, and they didn't fight once! You can't expect me to believe that that is normal behaviour for Harry!"

"He's either cursed or insane," Ron thought aloud, "Do you think Dumbledore would let us take him to St. Mungo's? To get his head checked and all?"

Minerva sighed tiredly. She didn't have time for this. Albus expected her in his office in five minutes, "I assure you two that Mr Potter is in perfect health, but if you don't believe me take it up with him!"

Hermionie opened her mouth to ask where they could find Harry.

McGonagall glared, cutting of Hermionie's question. "Tomorrow! Now out, I have a meeting to get to!"

McGonagall was the last to arrive in Dumbledore's office, surprised to find Angelus, out of chains, and two people she had never seen before sitting comfortably together on a recently transfigured couch.

"Ah, Minerva," Dumbledore said by way of greeting. "You had no trouble getting away I assume?"

McGonagall blushed lightly.

"Sorry I'm late Albus but Mr Weasly and Miss Granger both believe Harry to be either cursed or insane, and I had to calm them down."

The Headmaster had a mischievous smile on his face, eye twinkling. "Well, I suppose that was expected," he said kindly, "But now we're all here I think we should get down to business, don't you Severus?"

Severus, who had been hiding in the shadows mumbling angrily, sat in a chair as far away from Buffy, Angel and Spike as possible, a grimace on his face.

"Is uh... something wrong?" Minerva inquired noticing Snape's expression and the two newcomers.

"No, nothing's wrong," Dumbledore said cheerfully, clearly forgotten his earlier assault, "Just slightly more complicated than we originally thought."

"How so?" Minerva asked, cautious of complications.

"Well, it appears that Buffy was involved in a three way soul switch not a two way, undeniably more complex to perform, not to mention undo. And we have unjustly restrained Angel, who had apparently been on the side of 'good' for almost a hundred years."

Spike snorted.

"Ponce," he muttered under his breath.

"Spike," Buffy said harshly, "I may not be able hit you right now, but there are far worse things I could punish you with if you don't at least try to get along with Angel."

Spike grumbled but reluctantly agreed. Angel smiled smugly.

"I hate to break up your little... thing, but perhaps we should move on to how to get you back in you own bodies."

"Good idea," Spike spoke up cheerfully and clearly sarcastically, "How?"

"Spike, is it? Perhaps we could keep the scathing remarks until after we fix this mess." Spike looked warily at Dumbledore, and quickly glanced at Buffy before nodding.

"Fine, fine, I'll shut up."

"Thank you. Now on with the proceedings."

Three hours later - still in Dumbledore's Office!

Buffy groaned in despair, "I can't do this any more! It's been three hours!!!"

"Love, just calm down," Angel tried to calm her, but was frustrated himself after being subjected to spell after spell.

Minerva looked completely exhausted, as well as defeated. "I hate to say this, but I agree with Buffy. We're getting nowhere. Perhaps we should continue this tomorrow after we all get some sleep."

"I think you're right Minerva," Dumbledore agreed with a sigh.

Spike groaned. "Finally!"

Snape rolled his eyes.

"I might have an idea," Buffy interrupted the inevitable argument between Spike and Snape. "I know a powerful Wicca that might be available."

"Argh! Why didn't we think of that before the three hours of torture?!" Spike groaned.

Angel finally caught on.

"Willow! Of course! Why didn't we think of it before?"

"Because I haven't talked to Will in three years, it's not like we're close any more. I haven't spoken to anyone from Sunnydale for three years, and I can't just expect her to come running. She has a life of her own."

"You two were best friends for years. Do you think she's just forgotten you? I know I certainly didn't!" Angel tried to coerce her.

"Yes but she's not madly in love with me is she?" Buffy resorted.

"Well... no, but still. You don't think she would turn her back on you, do you?"

"Why not," Buffy whispered guiltily, "It's what I did to them."

"Buffy, Luv," Spike begged, "Do you want to stay like this forever? You two used to be close. Maybe this was supposed to happen, you know, to give you two a chance to be buddies again."

"You aren't going to let this go, are you?" Buffy asked with a sigh.

"Not a chance," Spike said with a small smirk.

Buffy glared and pulled a small cell phone out of her pocket.

(AN: I do realise that technology doesn't work at Hogwarts but like the TV and stuff in Buffy's room, the cell phone has been fixed so it can be used in Hogwarts.)

End of chapter 14

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