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Chapter 10. And when the anger goes away for a while.

Buffy sat on her bed, twirling her dagger in her hands, thinking about Harry's reaction.  She was desperate to know why he was angry with her.  So when someone knocked on her bedroom door, she leapt up to open it, hoping it was Hermione.  But the person who had done the knocking was better than Hermione, it was Harry himself.

"May I come in?"  Harry asked nervously, and Buffy nodded for him to come in, so many years on the hellmouth having trained her in not inviting anyone in.  Harry walked in cautiously, surveying Buffy's room.  Buffy closed the thick wooden door behind Harry; she did not want anyone listening to this conversation.

Harry stood opposite the door, and Buffy stood in front of it, a good deal of distance separating them.  Harry avoided her gaze, and Buffy was reminded of when she had said good bye to Angel yesterday. 

"Spill."

Harry glanced at her, confused.  "Spill what?"

Buffy sighed…no one got her American language.  She was going to die here.  "Tell me what you're thinking.  What's bugging you?"

Harry sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed, putting his head in his hands.

"Two hours ago, I thought that my mother only had one sister."  Harry started, and Buffy nodded for him to continue.  "And then you show up, out of the blue, kicking Aunt Petunia's ass and getting me back here."

"It wasn't really kicking ass…"Buffy said, grinning.

Harry smiled, and there was a little light in his eyes now.  "Well, it was cool, and I personally loved it.  But…Aunt Petunia never told me about you.  No one did.  And I'm guessing no one told you about me either."

Buffy shook her head.  "I did know about you, I was at your birth.  I'm your godmother."  Harry looked up to her, surprise in his eyes.

"So you knew."  Buffy nodded, and his eyes turned angry instantly.  "And you didn't come back!  You didn't come back even though you knew I was an orphan!"  Harry shouted and Buffy winced.

"Harry!  Harry!  Calm down please."  Buffy pleaded, and Harry's fists unclenched.  "I didn't know my sister died.  I only found out nine months ago."

Harry's gaze softened as she said it, his expression getting sadder.  "You didn't know?"

Buffy shook her head.  "All that time, I thought my sister was alive."

Harry did not know what to say, his anger deflated a little bit and he patted to the space next to him.  Buffy smiled weakly and took the space, sniffing occasionally.

"I'm sorry."  Harry soothed, and Buffy shrugged her shoulders.  Harry did not what to say that would help her; he had no experience in these situations.  Normally it was people comforting him, not the other way round.

"S'not your fault."  Buffy murmured, and Harry nodded.  They were quiet for a while, aunt and nephew sitting side by side, the air definitely clearer than it had been before.  Buffy still felt a little hostility from her nephew, but she could not expect him to accept her straight away.  It would take time, and Buffy was willing.

Harry yawned loudly, and smiled apologetically at Buffy.

"Tired?"  Buffy asked, smiling.

"Yeah.  A bit hungry too, you know, with all that…storming out I did earlier."  Harry admitted.

"Storming out and yelling does burn up a lot of energy."  Buffy joked, and Harry grinned, life coming back into his eyes.  Maybe all this boy needs is some luvin'.  Buffy thought.  "Do you think Mrs Weasley will mind if I get us some food?"  Harry shook his head, and Buffy grinned, standing up and moving quickly out of the room, Harry closely following her.

The pair hurried down the corridor and down the stairs and soon they arrived in the kitchen, finding it almost empty, save Hermione, the Weasley kids and Lupin.  They all looked up when the pair entered the room, and Lupin sent Buffy a look, asking silently if everything had been all right.  Buffy nodded, and smiled, Lupin breathing a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing down here?"  Asked Charlie as Buffy sat on a chair next to him.

"I'm hungry."  Buffy whined, pouting at Lupin who merrily laughed and retrieved a packet of biscuits from the shelf.

"Muggle biscuits, it's quite nice with a cup of tea."  Lupin informed, and Buffy snorted with laughter.  "What?"  Lupin asked, as Buffy giggled, causing everyone to look at her.

"You remind me so much of Giles that's all."  Buffy said, and the group looked more confused than ever.  "He's my Watcher, a friend…a dad really.  He was the closest thing to a dad I ever got, for me and my friends."  Buffy explained, smiling as she recalled her Watcher.

"What happened after they kidnapped you?"  Asked Hermione, and Buffy crushed her cookie in her hand, dropping the crumbs on the wooden table.

"If you don't want to tell us, it's fine."  Lupin reassured, squeezing her free hand.  Buffy shook her head.

"No, its okay.  I'll tell."  Buffy said softly.  "Well, I don't remember much of the journey in the car, I would wake up occasionally, scream and shout and then they'll punch me and knock me out again.  The flight was long, pretty unbearable, I was in cuffs most of the time, and I was being watched constantly.  When we got to Los Angeles, I met the people who were to become my parents.  Joyce and Hank Summers.  Muggles.  I hated them, I was angry at them and the council for taking me away from you and the others, Lupin.  That changed after a while, I loved Joyce as if she was my own mother.  Hank, I still hate, and the Council…well, I quit them."  Buffy finished, taking a bite out of a chocolate chip.

Lupin shifted slightly in his chair.  "Why did you quit the Council?"

Buffy frowned, the events surrounding that incident was not pleasant to think about.  Faith had been evil at the time, and when she had turned, it was stab to Buffy's heart.  The two had a special bond, a bond more special than she had with Willow, because Faith was the only one that could understand her, that knew what it was like to be a slayer.  It was because of this bond that she welcomed Faith so warmly after she had been released from prison in Los Angeles.

"The Council did not agree with my way of doing things, so I quit."  Buffy informed vaguely.  She did not want to tell them about Angel and other aspects of her life.  Not yet.

*** (AN//I was going to leave the chapter there, but since most of you have been complaining of short chapter's, I've given you some more.)

Buffy settled into the house quite comfortably, she missed her friends back home, but she was ecstatic to have found Lupin and Harry.  Harry and Buffy's friendship grew, but they both felt that the other was holding back, Harry holding back with his emotions and Buffy holding back with her experiences in the past.  But whatever Harry had been angry about before, it had 'seemingly' disappeared and they acted as if they had known each other for many years.  

Lupin and Buffy acted as if they had never been apart, Buffy was rarely seen without Lupin, and vice versa.  When Lupin was asked by Charlie if he had a crush on the blonde slayer, the werewolf had laughed and told Charlie that Buffy was just a very good friend, a sister almost.  Charlie's face had flooded with relief when Lupin had told him that, for it seemed as if the red head had fallen for Buffy.  Charlie flirted with Buffy as much as he could, and spent more days at the Order headquarters than he had last year.  Buffy had never flirted back; she did not feel that way about Charlie and did not want to lead him on.

Before long, Buffy had started to feel slightly annoyed by all the males she was surrounded with and she made firm friends with Tonks, for she was the almost the same age as Buffy and was fun to talk to.  Hermione and Ginny sometimes joined Buffy and Tonks in their daily talks, the males in the house getting on everyone's nerves, mostly Mrs Weasley's who was so fed up with the state of the house that she regularly went on strikes.  As she was the only one who knew how to cook, and was the one who fed everyone, she daily shouted that she would not be cooking dinner if they did not get the house tidied.  It was thanks to Mrs Weasley's shouting that Buffy had met Mrs Black, Sirius' mother.

"FILTHY MUGGLE LOVERS!  GET OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU BAS-"

Lupin hastily closed the curtains shut over Mrs Blacks' portrait, grinning at Buffy who had appeared in the middle of the hall, smirking at him.

"Under control?"  Buffy asked.

"Of course."  Lupin said breathlessly, and he let go of the curtains, only for it to be yanked open again by an invisible force, Mrs Black yelling at the top of her lungs. 

Buffy strode forward, yelled "Shut up" at the women who was screaming and yanked the curtains closed, the house eerily quiet after the deafening noise.

"Under control?"  Buffy repeated, with a superior look on her face.

"Do shut up."  Lupin muttered and Buffy grinned, linking her hands in his and lead him into the living room, where the youngest Weasley's and Harry and Hermione where cleaning.  Charlie stood off to the side, directing his younger brothers and sister as to where they should clean.

"Are you done?"  Buffy asked, looking at her watch.  "Mrs Weasley wanted it finished by eight o'clock." 

Ron glared at Buffy, who smirked in response.  "This is really hard you know!"  He complained.

"Manual labour is not our thing."  Fred said, grimacing as he spotted some dust on his lime green trousers.

"Well, you shouldn't have played that prank on me then."  Ginny chastised.  "Then mum wouldn't have taken your wands."  George glared at Ginny, who only smiled sweetly.

"Have you cleaned in there?"  Buffy asked, pointing to a large black cupboard in the corner in the room.

"No.  There could be something in there.  No one wants to see what's there."  Ginny answered, shuddering.

Buffy smirked at Charlie. "And poor Charlie was scared?"  Buffy teased in a baby voice.  Charlie bristled, and glared at her.

"No!"  Charlie defended sternly and Buffy grinned.

"Well, being the slayer, I call it upon myself to vanquish the bogey monster in the scary cupboard."  Buffy joked, and proceeded to the cupboard, opening the doors.

"See."  Buffy declared.  "Nothing th-"

There was a growl from the cupboard, and Buffy stepped back, eyeing the black inside of the cupboard.  It was in shadow, so Buffy could not see what was happening.  But the thing came out, grinning evilly at Buffy.

"Hello lover."  Angelus said smoothly, stepping closer to the trembling slayer.

She stood rooted to the spot, her hands covering her mouth, her eyes wide.

"No, it can't…he's in LA…It's not possible."  Buffy muttered, and Angelus smirked.

"I'm here Buff.  I'm all yours.  And you're mine."

Crack.

Angelus suddenly became Faith, and she looked up to Buffy, her eyes dancing evilly.

"Such a shame you couldn't save me before, B."  Faith taunted.  "Y'know, the only reason I went evil was 'cos of you.  It was your fault.  And now, this" She held her arms out, gesturing to herself. "This is your entire fault.  I'm evil because of you."  Faith spat.

Crack.

Willow's eyes were black, her hair was black, and her skin was deathly pale.  Sparks flew from her hands and she smirked at Buffy.

Crack.

Xander's dead body replaced Willow's on the floor.

Crack.

Now it was Giles' body that lay on the floor.

Crack.

Spike on the floor, his body bathed in blood.

Crack

Harry's body.

"Riddikulus!"  Lupin yelled finally, and a silvery orb replaced Harry, but he waved it away as he approached Buffy.

"Buffy?"  He asked, grasping her shoulders and watched her, his eyebrows furrowed in concern.

Tears fell freely down her cheeks, and she tried to talk, but she couldn't seem to get the words out.  All of those dead bodies…Faith…Willow…Angelus.  It was all of her worst nightmares, and when she saw them there, she thought it was all happening, it was all real.  She collapsed in Lupin's arm, sobbing hysterically, her tears soaking his robe.

"All of them…dead…Angelus…Faith…o god."  Buffy choked, and Lupin stroked her hair, whispering comforting words in her ear.

Harry looked on at his aunt, shocked.  The amount of things that the Boggart had turned into was frightening.  He had never known that Buffy was scared of so many things, but then again, Buffy had never told her of her past experiences.

Buffy soon quietened down, and her tears subsided.

"What was that thing?"  Buffy asked quietly, her eyes searching the dark corners as if it would come out again.

"A Boggart.  They take the form of whatever it thinks will frighten us most."  Hermione informed, looking kindly at Buffy.

"That's a lot of things your frightened of."  Charlie commented.

"There was more to come."  Buffy said quietly, and the room fell silent.  Sensing the uncomfortable sense of the room, she stood up quickly and wiped the tears from her eyes.  "I'm going out.  I'll be back in a couple of hours."  Buffy announced, before sweeping from the room.

Whew…long chapter.  I know the Boggart thing has been done countless of times, but I couldn't help myself.

For all those of you who think the Harry angriness is over…boy are you wrong.  Obviously, they will be nice to each other, but don't forget, Harry is a stubborn idiot, and Buffy is a 'stuck-up-tight-ass'.  (I don't really like Harry that much, and Buffy is quite annoying).  So the point is…if you want Harry and Buffy to be all hugs and kisses, you're going to have to wait around a bit…it will happen I guarantee, but it's going to take a bit of time.

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