"It's Glory!" Dawn screamed, jumping up from her seat and knocking the table over in the process.
"It's who?" Ron asked, looking from the blonde women who just walked in to his friend.
"The person who killed her," Harry whispered, white rage building inside him; he had come to care for this girl and he would be damned if this 'Glory' was to hurt her.
"Well, well, well, it looks as if my Key is really alive," Glory smiled viciously, licking her lips in anticipation.
"Just try and get her Glory," Buffy snarled, coming to stand beside her sister.
"Oh, I'm sure it won't be too hard slayer," Glory smiled sweetly, picking up a child and holding them by the neck. "Coz I could just go all day killing everyone in this school."
"Put her down Glory," Angel ordered, coming to stand beside his mate and her sister.
"What are you gonna do it about it Angel?"
"I'll show you what I'll-" Dawn put a restraining hand on Angels' chest as she stepped out from behind all her friends.
"Put her down Glorificus," Dawn repeated, her eyes glowing a dangerous gleam. The students which had gathered were excited; they were soon to see why this 'Dawn' seemed to be protected so highly and to see how powerful she really was.
"So, you finally found out my real name hmm?"
"I said to put her down," Dawn snarled, her eyes flicking quickly to Dumbledore to say everything was under control; but all she saw was a twinkle in his eye.
"What if I don't wanna?"
"You don't get a chance to beat me," Dawn stated, gaining a few gasps of shocks from everyone in the room. Harry had moved to the front of the crowd to stand beside Dawn.
"What? You can't be serious?" Harry asked incredulously, holding onto her elbow to keep her from charging.
"I am, there are some things you don't know about me Harry," Dawn smiled affectionately at him; before turning her attention to the god.
"Well, this should be a hoot," Glory smirked, chucking the child towards Buffy and Angel and waited patiently for Dawn to come to her. Dawn just smirked in return, and closed her eyes; the room suddenly picked up a wind of power and Dawn opened her eyes. They were now bright green and staring daggers at Glory. Walking steadily up to the god, the two soon circled; neither wanting to strike first.
"Bored now," Dawn pouted, shooting jab at Glory's head; only for it to be blocked and then countered by a flurry of kicks and punches. "Protégez svp," Dawn muttered, a green shield materializing to protect her from a roundhouse kick meant for her head. Using the shock to gain an upper-hand, Dawn sent a crushing blow to the Gods' nose; coating her fist in blood. Staring amazedly down at her fist, Dawn soon turned her attention to the shell-shocked God, "you're not supposed to bleed." The hall in silence looked shockingly at the God, noticing her lack of acknowledgement. "It means you can be killed," Dawn smiled, her sweet innocent aura quickly fading to a threatening dark green. Charging at the God, Dawn sent a swift kick to her stomach followed quickly by a quick punch in the jaw and then a roundhouse kick to send her crashing into the stone wall. "Puissances de mon origine, aidez-moi à débrarrasser le monde thy de ce mal. Nettoyez la terre de ces ordures, veuillez me donner la puissance!" Dawn shouted, green energy gathering in her hands. Cleansing the room in green light, Dawn locked eyes with Glory, and smirked frighteningly at her; Glorificus was not to be defeated so easily, but this would keep her at bay for awhile.
The light suddenly fading, and Glory nowhere in sight; Harry looked for Dawn. Noticing her crumpled form on the ground, he ran swiftly to her and held her in his arms. "Oh god, you can't leave me Dawn. I only just met you, and I like you; you can't leave," Harry pleaded, not noticing the affectionate smiles he was receiving from everyone in the room. The boy had been through so much, yet he had kept goodness in him which many rarely do and yet; things always seem to be taken away from him. His parents, his godparent and now Dawn.
"Take her to the Hospital wing Harry," Dumbledore whispered into the boys ears, noticing his tears.
"Yes sir," Harry nodded dumbly, running down the halls.
"Where is he going?" Connor asked the Professor, looking worriedly after his friend who he thought of as a sister.
"To the hospital wing, which you are all welcome to go to," Dumbledore smiled, quickly shooing the group away; after that, he soon settled to getting his students into their common rooms and bed.
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Dawn awoke to find herself safely wrapped in a pair of strong arms. Feeling the safety the arms provided, she snuggled deeper into the embrace. Taking in the scent of the person, she realised that she didn't recognise it at all and suddenly tensed. Looking up she saw a face with a scar on the forehead and glasses adorned his eyes. Smiling affectionately at Harry, Dawn rested her head against his shoulder; taking any comfort she could get.
"See you comfy 'bit," Spike drawled, smirking as the young girl blushed.
"What happened?"
"Well, you shed the room in green and then Potter took it upon himself to become your personal pillow," Connor stated, smiling as the girl took another glance at the sleeping boy she laid her head on.
"Really? What happened to you two?"
"Well, didn't want to discourage the boy; especially since you seemed so bloody comfy," Spike smirked, winking at the red girl.
"Thankyou," Dawn smiled gratefully at her self-proclaimed protectors, watching as they comfortably took a seat at the end of her bed; still not waking the sleeping boy. "Why didn't he leave?"
"He bloody well tried 'bit, but you wouldn't let him go," Spike stated, spitting out the piece of food he had tasted. "Bloody hospital food," Spike pouted, looking for something else to amuse himself with.
"I clung to him?"
"For dear life," Connor nodded, watching amusedly as Spike looked longingly at the raspberry drink on Dawn's bedside table.
"Have it," Dawn smiled, giving a shriek of delight as Spike lunged over her and Harry for the drink; not counting for Harry to wake up.
"What the bloody hell?" Harry murmured, looking stunned at the scene infront of him. His right arm was securely wrapped around Dawn Summers, who was trying very hard to not laugh, Connor was on the floor rolling and laughing and Spike seemed to have some sort of red liquid in his hair.
"Bloody hell!" Spike shouted, his hands quickly scrapping through his hair; after accomplishing nothing, he ran from the room, grabbing the still laughing Connor off the floor and dragging him after him.
"What happened?" Harry asked, startling Dawn and stopping her from burying her head any further into his chest; which to say, he wasn't complaining.
"Harry, you're awake!" Dawn screamed, startled at being caught snuggling close to a boy who she had only just met.
"Thanks to Spike's scream, yes, I am now fully awake," Harry smiled jokingly down at Dawn, who had yet to let go of.
"Don't let him hear you say that," Dawn smiled, drowning in the depths of Harry's green eyes. Carefully inching closer to the boy, Dawn leaned her forehead against his and looked into his eyes. Seeing no sign of rejection, she leaned her lips forward……….
"Dawn, are you okay?" Hermione asked, not seeing the disappointment flicker through the girls eyes.
"I'm fine," Dawn sighed, sliding back down the bed.
"Were we interrupting anything?" Ron smirked, seeing the glare from Harry when they arrived and noticing their close proximity.
"Whatever," Harry huffed, giving Dawn an affectionate squeeze around the waist; hiding a mile as she settled her head on his chest.
"What happened?" Hermione asked, smiling as she saw the blissful look on both Harry and Dawns' faces.
"I sent Glory away for awhile, she won't be back for awhile," Dawn yawned, the exhaustion of using most of her power took more out of her than she thought.
"She-She was the one who opened the portal?" Ron timidly asked, noticing the girl tense suddenly at the mention of her death.
"Yes," Dawn whispered, burying her head further into Harry's chest.
"She won't hurt you again," Harry promised, brushing her hair lightly with his hand.
Hermione and Ron feeling quite like outsiders, rushed a quick goodbye and ran out the door; leaving Harry murmuring in Dawn's ear.
Notes:
Puissances de mon origine, aidez-moi à débrarrasser le monde thy de ce mal. Nettoyez la terre de ces ordures, veuillez me donner la puissance! - Powers of my origin, help me rid thy world of this evil. Cleanse the Earth of this filth, please give me the power!
Protégez svp – please protect.