A/N- Gotta keep this going while I've got it all fresh in my head. Here's chapter 10! Oh, and Greenleaf, this chappie is for you! Here's that other point of view I promised!
Chapter 10- Help
"She's been like this for as long as any of us can remember. I mean, she's had this power…" the red-haired woman named Willow said, sighing.
He was seated at the end of the table, right beside Draco--who was nursing his broken arm given to him by June.
"What is this power?" Harry asked.
"A scary one, mate. For her and for us," the blond vampire, Spike, said.
"It's a kind of Wandless Magic. It can either be used for utter Darkness or utter Light. However, it's highly unstable," the vampire named Angel with the large forehead said.
The blue woman was completely silent. She looked rather like a menacing statue.
"Well, that is, June's power is unstable. You see, I have it too, but…after some bad run-ins, I learned to control it with the help of a council of witches. Not to mention Buffy's watcher," Willow said.
"And what about June? Why is hers unstable?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know. We've tried everything. The council of witches, Giles, Yoga…everything under the sun, but nothing works," the Wandless Witch said.
"What causes it?" Lupin asked.
It seemed as though everyone wanted to know something about this power of the young Slayer's. He, however, would just sit and listen.
"An extreme emotion…emotions that most consider negative emotions. Extreme sadness or grief or anger. Which is horrible for a Slayer, since anger towards vampires is what fuels their fight," Willow answered.
"I wonder what could've angered the witchlet so?" Spike asked, more to himself, yet almost all the heads in the room cast their eyes to the floor. Even his.
"This makes her a danger as well as an asset. It also raised some questions when Buffy named her her successor."
"Her successor?" Draco put in.
Willow nodded. "Yes. When Buffy decides to retire or is killed, or whatever, June takes over. It was a general agreement, but, because of her extreme instability, it did raise some questions, like I said."
"There is a great power in the little girl," the blue woman said with an ancient, heavy voice.
"Yes, Illyria, there is," Dumbledore said.
He didn't know why. He just stood and walked out of the room. Nobody stopped him. They didn't even question why he was leaving, or where he was going.
Where was he going? He knew. He went up the staircase slowly. But why? What led him there? He couldn't even fathom his own feet. Before he knew it, he was in the doorway, staring at the crumpled figure of June Potter on the bedroom floor.
…………………
June heard the creak of the floorboards. She looked up to see Severus Snape standing in her doorway.
"What do you want?" June said, sitting upright and wiping away a few tears.
Snape strode into the room and held out a hand. She only stared at it. Finally, with an exasperated sigh, he grabbed her with both hands and pulled her to her feet.
She pulled away. "I asked what you wanted. To point out my faults? Hmm? You're good at that, aren't you? Well, there's no need," June said with a sniffle, turning away. "I already know I'm a dangerous freak. So you don't have to tell me that."
"I want to help you," he said simply enough. "I want to help you control your powers."
June scoffed and turned to look him in the eye. Then, her eyes narrowed at him. He was sincere. He meant it. He wanted to help her. Her hardened features of despair melted away into a depressed gratitude.
"Thank you for the offer, but, in case you don't know, nothing can help me," she said, turning away again.
"Let me try, Potter," Snape said, softly, which didn't really suit him.
"People have tried. Everything. Look, I've done horrible things…nothing can help me. They've tried magic, they've tried therapy, they've tried--"
"You haven't tried me," Snape said, resolutely. "Look, do you want to beat this thing? Do you want to control your power?"
"Yes," June said softly.
Snape approached her and, hesitantly, placed his hands on her shoulders.
"Then let me help," he said.
June looked up at him. His eyes were full of something she rarely seen. Understanding. June nodded.
"Okay. But I don't want to hurt you."
"You won't."
June opened her mouth, to ask him how he would go about helping her, when Illyria appeared in the doorway.
"Willow wishes to speak with June. She has news from Buffy," the former goddess said.
June nodded. Looking up once more at Snape, the three of them headed back to the kitchen, where Willow and the others were waiting.
The Slayer was relieved to see that Draco was recovering well and didn't seem too angry. June, Snape, and Illyria were seated, and Willow looked at her.
"Are you okay, June?" she asked.
"I'm fine, Will. Now, what's this news from Buffy?" June asked.
"Well, Giles and Olivia discovered something. Remember how we thought all the ubervamps were dead?"
"Yes."
"Well, they are."
June's eyes widened. "Then what the hell have I been fighting?"
"Well, in a sense, they are ubervamps…then again, they're not," Willow said.
"It's involved," Spike put in, lighting up a cigarette.
"Giles says that they are an order of vampires that served the ubervamps when the ubervamps served under the First," Angel said.
"Huh?" Ron asked.
"I got it. Continue," June said, waving away Ron's comment. "How did they get to be like ubervamps?"
"Simple. They weren't destroyed and eventually just evolved into them," Willow said.
"Then…is this really important to the bigger picture?"
"It might be. I mean, they could end up having a power or something that we don't know about…Giles said that he'd keep us informed," Willow said.
"Until then, pet, we're bunking with you wherever you go," Spike said, clapping June on the back.
"Great," Karkaroff muttered.
End Notes: Did you like that chapter? I hope so. Well, please review! Thanks!
