Oo, quick update! I don't know if the word 'bonding' describes what happens in this chapter, you can call whatever you want.
Thank you so much for all your reviews and for saying it didn't suck. It hasn't changed my mind though…
Next chapter-we actually meet Harry…and the Dursleys. Oo the funness. See, the next chapter is the one I actually like; I think it's my favourite chapter so far. This one is just cute, or sad, whatever you want to call it.
Does anyone actually read these things? I could just be talking to myself here…I've done that before actually, but that is not a story for today. Just ask Sam-453 about it and she'll tell you, she actually witnessed me talking to myself.
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Chapter 7.
"Where's my nephew?" Buffy asked, looking expectantly at Dumbledore. But it was Ron who answered.
"He's with his family." Ron said. Buffy turned to him, confused.
"His family? He doesn't have any family besides…shit." She swore as she realised where her nephew was.
"Buffy, before you say anything-"
"You put her with that bitch!" Buffy interrupted Dumbledore, her eyebrow's raised. "She hates magic! I was her favourite sister when we were younger, and the moment I got the letter, she acted as if I didn't exist!" She shouted angrily.
Dumbledore put his hands on Buffy's shoulders in an effort to calm her down, but to no avail. Buffy's eyes were blazing with anger, her lips were pursed and her hands were gesturing madly around her as she rambled on about how much she hated her sister.
"Is she raving mad?" Ron whispered to Hermione, both pairs of eyes fixed on the slayer.
"When I know, I'll tell you." Hermione replied.
"Buffy." Dumbledore interrupted, gaining the blonde's attention at last. "With James and Lily gone, Sirius in Azkaban (Dumbledore silenced her with a look when he mentioned Sirius in Azkaban) and you disappeared somewhere, there was no relative or legal guardian to take care of Harry instead of Petunia." He reasoned.
"Have you ever met my sister?" Buffy asked, her eyebrows rose high into her forehead.
"I have." George piped up, grinning at the blonde.
"It was a fun experience." Fred added.
"Amusing-"
"Interesting-"
"That Dudley-"
"Great boy-"
"A pig-"
"But a nice boy." Fred finished, grinning up at the blonde who, through the entire time the twins had been talking, had been looking at one, and then the other as if watching a tennis match.
"Oh my god, its Tweedledum and Tweedledee."
The only person who laughed was Hermione; the rest of the occupants of the room looked only confused.
"Buffy, the point is," Dumbledore said, dismissing the subject with a wave of his hand, not before he winked at the twins. "He is at your 'beloved' sister's house. Now what do you want to do about it?" Dumbledore asked, his eyes twinkling.
Buffy grinned, her eyes glinting and she put on her 'slaying' face, the one that would scare the un-living daylights out of a vampire. To everyone else in the room, they thought she looked manic, like an insane murderer, but to Dumbledore, who knew her very well, he knew that she meant business.
"I think it's time I pay a visit to my sister."
***
Ron, Hermione, Ginny and the twins had shown Buffy to her room, bombarding her with questions on the way. Buffy tried to answer as much as she could, but soon got exasperated and told them that she would explain everything later. After she got her nephew back.
Dumbledore had insisted that she wait for him to call in some more Aurors, for operation 'Rescue Potter'. Buffy had just shrugged, gave Lupin a look to tell him to follow her upstairs, and she left with the teenagers.
Buffy's room was quite large, a white four poster bed in the middle, with a chest at the foot of the bed. The walls were black, the floor was black, and the furniture was black. Everything was black. It bugged the hell out of Buffy, but she was sure Dracula would like it here.
She unlocked her suitcase and decided to get changed; she would have to look good for seeing her sister. She hadn't thought about Petunia for a long time, her favourite sister had always been Lily, and always would be, but Petunia was very important to her, even now. Petunia was a bitch for shunning Buffy like that, but deep down, way down, Buffy still loved her. And she was actually looking forward to this visit. Besides, she wanted to see Harry.
When Dumbledore had explained the situation about Voldemort and the wizarding world, he had left out the fact that Voldemort had tried to kill Harry many, many times.
Buffy selected her black leather trousers and a red tight shirt. She stepped out of the trousers she was already wearing and pulled on the leather trousers, groaning as she spotted some vampire dust on the front. After dusting it off, she pulled her top over her head and the bedroom door opened.
"Buffy I," Lupin began, his head peering round the door. But when he saw Buffy in her bra and trousers, he turned the same shade of red as the colour of the Weasley's hair. He slipped out of the door faster than lighting, pulling the door shut behind him. Giggling, Buffy pulled on her red shirt and opened the door, revealing a very embarrassed Lupin. He grinned sheepishly, trying desperately to keep his eyes on her face, but every so often, they would flit down to her chest and then go back up.
Grinning, Buffy opened the door for him, and Lupin stepped in, his hands folded in front of him. He stayed in front of the wardrobe next to door, looking often at the closed door, as if he was contemplating escape.
"I won't bite you know." Buffy joked, and Lupin's eyes looked up to hers.
"I-I-I know." He stuttered, the tips of his ears scarlet. "B-but, its j-just you've, uh…"He trailed off, his gaze returning to the door.
"I thought you said I hadn't grown." Buffy teased, and Lupin spluttered.
"Yes, well, in, uh, that department, you have uh…"
"Blossomed?"
Lupin snorted, now his face was purple. Buffy grinned, her eyes darting all over his face, trying to memorize it. She had not realised how much she had missed this man.
"Haven't been around girls that much have you?"
"No." Lupin grinned, his face slowly returning to his natural colour. "It was Sirius and James all the girls were interested in, not me."
Buffy smiled, remembering all the stories Sirius had told her about the many 'admirers' he and James had had.
"I'm glad your back." Lupin said seriously, his eyes meeting hers. Buffy nodded, advancing forward and throwing her arms around him, feeling his strong ones wrap around her waist.
"Me too." Buffy whispered into his robes, her eyes fluttering closed. She felt so comfortable, with Lupin stroking her hair softly, her head on his shoulder as they had somehow ended up on the sofa, opposite the roaring fire. Her mind went back to sixteen years ago, when Lupin and Buffy had been the last to go to bed on Christmas Eve. They had sat on the couch, opposite the fire, with Buffy's head on his lap, quietly enjoying each other's company. This was exactly like that.
"What happened to you?" Lupin asked quietly, after quite some time.
Buffy sighed softly, nuzzling her head into his shoulder, as if she was a cat.
"Can we talk about this later." She responded, it wasn't really a question, more of a statement, and Buffy felt Lupin breath in deeply.
Lupin gazed down at the young girl, whose head was nuzzled in his shoulder. She was not the young girl anymore; she had 'blossomed' into a mature, beautiful woman. But in Lupin's eyes, he still saw her as Lily's little sister, the one who would bother Lupin and ask to play with her. Buffy Rose Evans had been a playful, energetic girl who Lupin loved as a sister. To him, Buffy Anne Summers was not at all different. She had matured, she seemed less energetic, and she had a look in her eyes that told him that she had seen more in the world then what could be imagined.
Lupin just wished that he could have saved her. He remembered Christmas Day as if it was yesterday, he remembered the fun and the laughter, and he remembered the screams and Lily's heartbreaking sobs for hours afterwards.
***Flashback*** August 31st, a month after Harry is born.
Lupin sat in the circular living room in his parent's house, Sirius and Peter seated either side of him, Lily and James opposite. Lily's hands were in James', James squeezing it occasionally.
"What's wrong Lily?" Remus asked, his brows furrowed.
"Lily has to ask you something." James explained. "It's very important."
Lily nodded, and she looked straight at the three men. "It's about Buffy."
"Is she all right?" Sirius asked worriedly, and Lupin smiled secretly to himself.
"She's fine." Lily said. "For now."
"What do you mean Lils?"
Lily sighed, and looked for encouragement at James. Having received it, she explained. "If something happens to me, or James for that matter, I need someone to look after Buffy."
Sirius and Remus exchanged glances. "How do you mean?" Sirius asked.
"If Voldemort," Remus felt Peter stiffen beside him, but paid no notice. "Kills us, I need someone to look after Buffy."
The boys were silent for a while. It seemed so dreadful, so real talking about Lily and James' death like this. The boys knew that Voldemort was after the couple, but it all seemed so real when they said it. Sirius was having quite a hard time with accepting the fact that they were targets, and so he would not allow anyone to talk about it.
"Don't talk like that Lils; nothing is going to happen to you." Sirius responded, trying to push away the subject.
"Sirius, what happens if something does?" Lily hissed, and Sirius stiffened. "Buffy will have no where to go, with mother and father dead, and Petunia not speaking to us, Buffy will have no family left." Lily's eyes were shining with tears now and she held on tighter to James' hand. "If James and I die, I want one of you to take Buffy in."
Lupin nodded. "Who is supposed to do it?"
"Would you mind Remus?" Lily asked, and Lupin felt shocked. Him? Of all people? He was hardly the fatherly type; he was not prepared for such a responsibility. "Please think about it." Lily pleaded desperately. "You're the most responsible one, and I know you'll look after Buffy. OK, you're a werewolf, but it's not all the time, soon, three days of the month Buffy's will not be so much fun to be around either." Lupin smiled.
"Why not me?" Sirius asked, put out.
"Because as Harry's godfather, we want him to live with you." James explained, and Sirius grinned happily.
"Me? Really?" He asked proudly.
"Yes, you. Our first choice of guardian for Harry is Buffy of course, but if she's not old enough, then Harry will go to you." Lily explained.
"I'll do it." Lupin blurted.
Lily's smile grew and she jumped up and kissed Lupin on the cheek.
"Thank you. Please look after her for me."
***
Lupin had failed Lily. He had let the Watcher's take Buffy, and had not done enough to stop them.
"I want to know what happened, Buff." He said, "But if you don't want to talk about it now, then that's fine with me. When you do, I'll be waiting."
Buffy smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you."
The pair resumed back to what they were doing before, in silence, both enjoying the calm until Ginny knocked on the door and said that everyone was here, and it was time to go.
That was a long ramble at the top there wasn't it? Hmm…
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