Disclaimer: If only I owned Buffy. I'd not only be the coolest person ever, I'd be friggin rich! Oh well. –sighs- I also don't own Harry Potter. Although that would've been cool too.

A/N: Finally! An update! I'm not dead I promise. I was just on a huge break because of that awful thing called writer's block. I hope you can all forgive me because I have a chappy for you. Well, not a very long one but it works well enough. Enjoy and as always review.

BTW, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban is a VERY GOOD movie and I'm starting a new fanfic that's an AU of that particular time, meaning it's changing what happened in book and movie three. So if you're interested, keep an eye out for it! Thanks again and please review!


"Reading? I didn't know you could read." Buffy smiled as she walked out of the theatre, arm and arm with Spike. They had just spent over six hours watching all three of the Harry Potter movies, beginning with The Sorcerer's Stone, followed by the Chamber of Secrets, then they both anxiously awaited the premiere of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. Spike shook his head, appalled at her horrible attempt at a British accent.

"No luv, you've got to know how to do it correctly. Besides, that quote's over and done with. By far, one of the best had to be, 'Once again Severus you've taken that brilliant mind of yours to the task and come to the wrong conclusion'." Buffy frowned.

"Hey, I think I did a damn good job and are you sure that's how the quote goes?" Spike looked towards her and thought for a moment.

"You know what, I have no bloody clue. Maybe we should go watch it again?" Buffy's eyes lit with excitement.

"You mean it?"

"Of course I do, but, not tonight, I don't think I could sit for that long again." Buffy nodded as she casually slipped her hand into his, walking with him. She shivered.

"Yeah I know, my ass is killing me." Spike stopped, causing Buffy to be jerked back after she continued walking. "Okay, what was that for?"

"First of all, I've never heard you say a damn blasted cuss word before and second of all," He took his hand away from hers which caused a momentary look of disappointment on her face. But he quickly redeemed himself when he took off his duster and put it on her shoulders. She smiled again, "And second of all, you're freezing that arse off that I happen to like so much." He smirked.

"Alright, well thank you for the jacket and I'm not sure what to say about the ass comment and I guess you're just a bad influence on me William." Spike winced.

"No, not the name, never the name. And if I'm such a bad influence Miss Summers, maybe you should get away from me." Buffy shook her head as she moved a bit closer to him, biting her lower lip, feeling a bit more confident.

"No way, I'm not letting you go anywhere. You keep me grounded. And that's exactly what I need. A grounded type person who's job it is to keep me, well, grounded." She looked up towards him, with a slight movement of her face; she pushed her offending strands of hair out of her eyes, "Besides, I kinda like you. I think you're cute."

"Oh? Keeping me around because you like me then?" Buffy nodded.

"You could be my own, Buffy-slave." She stopped, "Wait, that totally didn't come out right." Spike smiled and cupped the side of her face lightly.

"Luv, can I ask you a quick favor?"

"Sure."

"Shut the bloody hell up." He leaned forward, gently capturing Buffy's lips with his own. He kissed her. He remembered what she tasted like and what her lips felt like and he didn't want it to stop. So he continued the kiss, probing forward with his tongue and she let him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, after slipping them through his duster and her hand toyed with the bottom of his hair as they kissed.


Willow sat next to Xander. She looked over at him and when he turned towards her, her eyes shot back towards the television. They had both decided to watch a movie and since Buffy had a little more important matters at the moment they decided not to bother her. Willow didn't like these kinds of movies, but she couldn't convince Xander that watching a chick flick was a good idea. She jumped as a shadowy figure walked across the screen. When she looked up, she realized exactly where she had jumped, right into Xander's waiting arms.

"Oh, hello." She said softly. Xander looked down warily towards her, confused at what she was doing and what he should do. He kept his arm around her, but left it open enough to let her move if she wanted. He looked back towards the television, taking a deep breath in. "Xander? Are you okay?"

"Me? Oh yeah, fine. Perfectly fine. Why? Is something wrong Will?" She shook her head and then looking back up to him cautiously she gathered up her courage.

"Well, there is one thing that I think you can help me with."

"Oh? What," Xander swallowed a deep gulp, "What might that be?" Willow smiled slowly and leaned up, running her fingers along his face she gently took him by the back of the neck and lowered his mouth towards hers. When their lips met Willow suddenly felt warm and her entire body was going on overload, everything she was feeling was times ten and she was enjoying it. Xander was unsure of everything, he loved the kissage of Willow, that was obvious, but he wasn't sure if this was taking it beyond the friend stage. What if she just wanted to kiss him for no reason? Girls did that right? He couldn't think anymore as Willow's tongue wandered into his mouth. She tasted like sugar, and a good kind of sugar. One thing was for sure, he was going to make sure this went further than the friends-only stage.


Conner watched as Dawn slept soundly in his arms. He wasn't sure what he was going to have to do or what was going to happen with Dawn but he was sure that he loved her, and he'd do anything to make sure that she was happy. He kept as quiet as he could and let his eyes shut momentarily. He heard the door creak open and without much noise someone walked into the room. He opened one eye and smiled as he saw Spike with Buffy. He reached up with his other arm and placed a finger across his lips. They nodded and Buffy motioned for the door. Slowly, Conner slid his arm out from underneath Dawn's head and when he climbed off the bed; he covered her back up and walked towards the door, following the two blondes. When the door was shut securely behind them Conner grinned.

"So did you two have fun?" Buffy's eyes widened.

"You knew? He knew?" She turned towards Spike who smiled and shrugged casually.

"We had fun. How about you? Did you and the niblet get everything sorted out?" Spike watched Conner carefully, he might not have known the kid for very long but he did know Conner's body language and right now, he looked and seemed relaxed.

"We talked. We agreed that I wouldn't be staying away. But how about you two?" Conner grinned as he saw Buffy's cheeks flush with pink. "Ah. You two talked and figured that it wasn't good to stay apart either?" Spike smirked.

"You could say that. But we'd best be off, I do need to get you home." Conner nodded and then looked up towards Buffy, who was still trying to recover.

"Mind if I say goodbye to Dawn?" Buffy shook her head.

"No, go ahead, I'm sure she'd like to know you got home safely too, so call when you get home alright?"

"Okay, I'll meet you outside Spike."

"Sure thing mate." Conner walked back inside and as he shut the door behind him, Spike grinned and wrapped his arms around Buffy. "Now before I go do I get a fancy sweet goodbye too? I mean, I can't be upstaged by my little brother now can I?" Buffy smiled and shook her head.

"No, we can't have that." Just as Spike leaned in, she sighed, "But Spike, I'm not sure that I want this."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I don't know if I'm ready or willing to be in a relationship at the moment. That's all." Spike slowly backed up and nodded.

"Or do you not just want to be in a relationship with me?" Buffy's gaze shot up towards his face. He was angry and he was slowly backing away from her. When she tried to reach out to him, he pushed her hand away. "Answer me Buffy. Am I just supposed to go away now?" Her eyes pooled with tears and she shook her head.

"No, that's not what I meant. I just don't know if I can give you a relationship with Dawn being so sick. What I need right now, is a friend."

"What if I don't want to be your bloody friend?" Buffy shrugged.

"Then I don't know. But if you walk away, I'll understand." She turned and began walking down the stairs. Spike stood there, his hands in his pockets and after a few short seconds, he growled and took off after her. He grabbed her arm, and pushed her against the wall.

"I'm here for the long haul luv. I told you," He smiled and pushed her hair away from her face, "You're hard to get out of a guy's system. So I'm here, friend or more. Whichever you want is up to you." A slow smiled crept across her face and before Spike could balance himself, she wrapped her arms around him and caused both of them to fall on the floor, laughing.