Buffy, the witchy vampire slayer

Chapter 13 – The Prophecy.

DISCLAIMER: Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon, and Harry Potter to J.K. Rowling. I don't own anything…-sighs-

TIMELINE: AU. BTVS: After Buffy season three. HP: Before and after Harry's birth (Takes place during the marauders 19:s and up). The years follow the Buffy timeline.

SUMMARY: BTVS/HP crossover. Buffy leaves Sunnydale after Graduation to catch up with her past.

BIG SUMMARY: Buffy is an eleven year old witch and friends with the Hogwarts marauders (a year older), until her parents tells her they're moving to LA, because they wants to take her away from all the 'magic-stuff' (They don't want to accept the fact that she's a witch). Four years later, she's called as the slayer.

CENTRAL PAIRING: Buffy/Sirius

OTHER PAIRINGS: James/Lily, Willow/Remus, Xander/Anya

Reviews respond:

slaygal166 (anonymous): I'm glad you liked it! I liked the Moody-thing too. As for Angel - you're right, sorry. Just pretend she was so mad she wasn't thinking, 'kay? Plu, she should be starting to getting over him by now. Espescially with the Sirius-hottie around. -Grins-

mika (anonymous): I agree, Buffy rocks. And she really shut the mean Order members mouths. And yeah, she's a wicked friend...and she's gonna talk to Siri, don't worry.
-Grins-

Just Me (anonymous): I'm so glad you liked it - reviews like yours are always welcomed. I liked the mad-eye thing too, and yeah, he is a big softy - I've always believed that. And yeah, Buffy is a lot smarter than she gives hersef credit for, so I really liked her little convincing talk too. Glad you couldn't guess the Peter thing coming - I like when my story is surprising. You thought the preview was misleading-Grins- Maybe a little... -Winks- And yeah, if anyone can make Peter show his true colours, it's Buffy, a half mad aruror and a wicked Gandalf-look-alike. Willow will talk to Remus, you'll see what she'll say if you keep reading - it's nice. And Buffy will give Siri a piece of her mind - not sure about the shouting part, though. I was thinking having Buffy go for the waking-guilt part. -Grins- As for James and Lily - yes, the bad things was about their part, and I'm sure you've guessed right. And that's too bad.

The Lady Morgaine: Glad you liked it. The Moody/Buffy patr seems to be appreciated! And I never planned following the canon completely...-smiles smugly-

artimis-sandstorm: Hi! You want to cuddle Remus? Good. But I'm glad you don't like him that way, 'cause his mine. -Grins- Although he's Willow's in this story...and Faith's in my other...and Buffy's in OotB. Damn, I really let him have a lot of different girls, with very dfferent personalities... Maybe I should go for an OC which I can base on myself in my following stories? Okay, now I'm out of topic again... -sighs- It happenes sometimes. -Coughs- Back to topic. Yeah, warm, fuzzy, comfy Moody is nice. He really is a big softy! Buffy's talk with Siri? Well, it won't be a fuzzy one. -hint, hint-

Thanks to: General Mac

Special thanks to: My Beta – CharmedChick

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"So...what's up?" James asked wearily, as Dumbledore watched him and Lily, concern written all over his face.

When they didn't get any answer, Lily eyed him carefully. Something was obviously wrong.

"Professor?"

"A few days ago, I was at the Hog's Head," Dumbledore said with a heavy sigh. "I was supposed to meet up with an applicant for the postof divination teacher, though it was against my inclination to allow the subject of Divination to continue at all. The applicant, however, was the great-great-granddaughter of a very famous, very gifted Seer,and I thought it common politeness to meet her. To me, it seemed she had not a trace of the gift herself. I told her, courteously I hope, that I did not think she would be suitable for the post,andI turned to leave."

"Who was she?" James interrupted. He still didn't understand why this had anything to do with him and Lily, unless he wanted to employ one of them as Divination teachers. He almost snorted out loud.

"Sybill Trelawney, great-great-granddaughter of Cassandra Trelawney," Dumbledore said, and Lily gasped.

"I've heard of her!"

"I believe you should," Dumbledore said. "As I was saying, I was about to leave, when Sybill spoke again."

Dumbledore seemed to think deeply for a moment, and a second later, a shallow stone basin, carved with runes around the edges - a Pensieve. Dumbledore conjured up a table, and placed the Pensieve on it. Growing more and more confused asto what was going on, Lily and James watched him carefully, as Dumbledore lifted his wand to his temple, and withdrew silvery, gossamer, fine strands of thought clinging to the wand and deposited them into the basin. He watched his thoughts swirl and drift inside the Pensieve for a moment. Then, with a heavy sigh, he raised his wand and prodded the silvery substance with its tip.

A figure rose out of it, draped in shawls, her eyes magnified to enormous size behind her glasses, and she revolved slowly, her feet in the basin.

This time, James couldn't help but snort. She looked like a big insect. Suddenly, Sybill Trelawney spoke, and James felt hisheart stop.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ... Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies ... And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not ... And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives ... The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..."

James did aquick mentalcount. He could only come up with one reason to why Dumbledore showed them this... he let out a strangled cry, as he realized Lily was due in the end of July...the seventh month. Lily's white face made him realize she too understood what this meant.

Dumbledore sighed, and placed the memory back into his mind, and watched Lily and James with sad eyes.

"What...w-what does it mean?" Lily said with a shaky voice, although she knew already. The words spoken- it was all clear. It was a true prophecy. Sybill's voice had been proof enough to that. She hadn't seemed to look like she knew what she was doing.

"It means," Dumbledore sighed, "that the one with the power to stop Voldemort will be born at the end of July, to those who have thrice defied him... It means Voldemort will mark him as his equal, but he will have a hidden power. It means one of them must die at the hand of the other, because they cannot existat the same time."

"What does this have to do with us!" James cried. "It has nothing to do with us! Don't you come here and tell me that my...my future SON is the one who will carry the existence of the world on his shoulders!"

Dumbledore just looked at them sadly.

"I do not say anything, James. Only that it is a possibility, a possibility you need to be aware of. You and Lily have thrice defied Vo..."

"...NO!" James said. "IT IS NOT US! IT COULD BE ANYONE! IT COULD BE...THE LONGBOTTOMS! FRANK AND ALICE! THEY'RE DUE IN JULY TOO! AND THEY FIT THE DESCRIPTION TOO! IT IS NOT US!"

James didn't care he sounded desperate, ridiculous or whatever. A panic he'd never felt before was rising in his chest - this wasn't happening.

"You are right, James," Dumbledore said. "It could be the Longbottoms, but it could also be you. And you need to be prepared for that."

"No." Lily suddenly spoke up.

"I won't let my son live with that burden...I'll give birth to him early, I'll..."

"Lily, you cannot go against nature..."

"NATURE! YOU CALL IT NATURE THAT OUR SON IS SUPPOSED TO BE THE DOWNFALL OF VOLDEMORT OR DIE! I DON'T CARE! I WON'T LET HIM! FIND SOMEONE ELSE TO PLAY YOUR GAMES!"

"Lily, this is far from a game. You must..."

"STOP IT! JUST...SHUT UP! YOU'RE A BIG HELP, AREN'T YOU?" James screamed.

"SITTING HERE ON YOUR BUTT, DOING THE WISE-OLD-WIZARD-CRAP! YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING! YOU THINK YOU'RE SO GREAT, WITH ALL YOUR MIGHTY-NESS, BUT THE ONLY THING YOU'RE GOOD AT, IS COMING WITH PROBLEMS, AND HORRIBLE NEWS, AND THEN HAVE SOMEONE ELSE TO FIX THEM FOR YOU! BUT GUESS WHAT- I DON'T WANT TO PLAY BY YOUR RULES-WE DON'T WANT TO PLAY YOUR GAMES!"

James stopped to breathe. Dumbledore looked so old, and James knew he was unfair, but he had to release his anger, and Dumbledore seemed to be the best person to blame at the moment.

"You think you can order us around. Throw suspicions, make hell freeze over. You did barelyanything to stop everyone from believing Remus is the spy- I'm sure you want to believe it too, because he's the easiest to blame. Buffy's right. You're all blind for the truth."

James spoke more calmly now, but it was so much bitterness in his voice, so much despair, fear, held back anger.

"And now, you're telling us that we're to give birth to the hope of the wizarding world, and try to tell us it's just an everyday thing. Like it's nothing special. But guess what, Dumbledore. I've figured you out. And I'm tired of playing by your rules."

With that, James left, Lily slowly following, tears falling down her face. The door disappeared behind them, and Dumbledore watched the now empty wall, pain written all over his face. A single tear ran down his chin, landing in his long, white beard.

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"Now, Remus, let's have a talk."

Remus didn't look up from where he was laying at the bed, seemingly reading a book. Willow rolled her eyes. He might have fooled someone else, but not her.

"Drop the act, Rem. I know you're not reading."

Still no answer. Willow watched his face for any reaction. His eyes seemed red and puffy, like he'd been crying, and his face was red and swollen.

"I said: Drop. The. Act." Willow said slowly, putting emphasis behind each word.

"I'm not acting," Remus said quietly, hoping Willow wouldn't notice his slightly hoarse, and shaky voice. But of course, she did.

"Yeah, right," she snorted. "And that'swhy you're holding the book upside down."

Remus stiffened, looking like he'd say something in retort, but thought better of it, and put down his book.

"What do you want?" He tried to sound mad, hard, whatever. He just wanted to be left alone.

"I thought I made that pretty clear," Willow said nonchalantly, and strolled over to his bed, and sat down.

"Talk."

Remus sighed. It was obvious she wouldn't go away.

"Fine. Talk. But don't expect me to listen." He said bitterly.

Willow clenched her teeth hard together to stop herself from screaming how ridiculous he was acting.

"Fine." She was quiet for awhile, then...

"I know what happened."

Remus snorted. "Big surprise."

"I'm sorry. I know you'd never betray anyone, and those who believe otherwise, are real thick."

"Well, that would be about everyone, then, wouldn't it?" Remus stated sarcastically.

"If you say so. But I happen to know Buffy doesn't think so. Neither does James. Or Lily."

"But everyone else."

Willow sighed.

"If you're talking about Peter, well he's an idiot."

"What about Sirius?"

"He's always been slow on the uptake, right? That's what everyone else is saying."

Willow thought she saw a small smile play on Remus' lips, but when she looked again, it was gone.

"It doesn't matter. I'm a dark creature, people have every right to be afraid of me."

"They don't have any right. They don't know you. You'd never hurt anyone," Willow said determined.

"How do you know? You don't know me that well."

Willow smiled a little.

"Maybe not...but I'm good at reading people. And I know you'd never harm a living soul- not consciously, anyway."

Remus didn't answer.

"You're better than them, Remus. Go out there, show them what you're worth. Hold your head high, prove that you're no monster. Prove that you're better than them. Prove to yourself that you're worth more. Prove they are the ones who're wrong, and give them a piece of that brilliant mind of yours."

This time, Willow was sure he was smiling, and she kept going. She had no idea what she was saying-in her ears, most of it sounded like rubbish, but it seemed to help.

"Show them who you are, Rem. Show them what a great person you are. Show them you're so much better."

"How do you know?"

"What?"

"That they're wrong."

Willow smiled, and looked him in the eyes.

"Because I've seen your heart."

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Buffy entered the common room slowly. Right now, she just wanted to get away from Hogwarts- too many badthings resided here right now, and Buffy felt likeshe would explode soon. She sighed. Her talk with Moody had gone really well, and she only hoped Willow had managed to drag Remus out of his shell.

She turned her eyes to look at where the entrance to Remus room was, and she raised her eyebrows slightly. The portrait was a bit crooked, and the lady portrayed was swearing loudly, trying to smooth her hair and dress. Buffy smirked. Looked like Willow had been doing some magic...

Her grin fell, though, when she spotted Sirius in a dark corner. She frowned. She had no idea what was wrong with him- she'd been sure he'd be the first to defend Remus.

"Sirius."

Sirius looked up.

"Buffy."

"You okay?"

"I'm fine."

Buffy sat down beside him. She needed to know what Sirius thought.

"Good. Too bad Remus isn't, though." Sirius face jerked up to look at her.

"What do you mean? Why wouldn't he be?"

Buffy felt a sinking feeling in her stomach, as she realized where this was leading too. However, she needed to be sure.

"Didn't you see how upset he was? To think he is the spy." She snorted. "It's so ridiculous."

"Why?" Sirius asked, and then Buffy knew her suspicions were right. Sirius didn't trust Remus either.

"Oh, come on! Do you really believe Remus would sell you out?"

Sirius said nothing.

"You do, don't you?" Buffy had hoped she was wrong. "Why? Because he's a werewolf? A dark creature?"

"No!" Sirius said, a bit too fast. "I just..."

"Just what? Out with it. Tell me what's going on in that thick head of yours."

Sirius glared. "I just think Peter has a point."

"Really?" Buffy raised her eyebrows ever so slightly. 'Come on, Sirius. Tell me what you think...'

"Really." Sirius said. "Voldemort is recruiting werewolves."

"And you think Remus would join him?"

"Not necessarily willingly, but...yes."

Buffy felt her anger grow.

"Great. So you're just like everyone else. Goes for the easy way out as soon as things become a little rash. Too much for the puppy to handle." Buffy said mockingly.

"I don't want to believe it!" Sirius said, his voice rising slightly. "But he didn't even defend himself in there!"

"And since when has Remus ever defended himself when he's been accusedof something?" Buffy said harshly.

Sirius was quiet at this, and Buffy shook her head.

"You know, I thought you'd be among the first to defend him. I mean, you¨'ve known him for how long? I thought you'd be among the last to rathim out, not the first. I just met him again after several years, but it seems as thoughI'm a way better friend than you ever were, and know him better than you ever did." The disappointment in her voice was crushing Sirius heart, but he didn't say anything. Buffy got up, and started to leave. In the portrait hole, she turned slightly.

"I just hope you know what you're doing, because God knows if Remus'll forgive you once the truth is out. I know I can't."

With that, she left, leaving Sirius to his own thoughts.



A/N:
Oh, this chapter was so sappy and sad! Sorry. I'm also veeeeeeeeery sorry I've been slow on the updates. It's been over a week! Again, sorry. But I have an excuse for it – I've been busy working on anew layout for my webpage, and studying for an English test. I did the test yesterday (Friday), and found out – It was too easy, I could have made it excellently without reading half as much as I did. That makes you irritated, especially since I started to panic (because I didn't think I'd studied enough), when it was one day left. I read like a maniac during the entire afternoon, gaining a headache, and missing several good television shows… -sighs- Anyway, that was the end of my rambling. I'll try to update my other stories soon, although I have another test to study for. And that one, I don't believe will be half as easy…and after that one, I have a math-test…math test means I'm doomed. So if I'm slow on the updates for awhile, please bear with me. /Ida.

Quote of the week: "Some prophecies are a bit dodgy." Giles in 'Prophecy Girl'.