"Sirius?" Remus didn't move. "But you're…aren't you?"

"Dead? No…never was. I was just a lost soul that Buffy came and found."

"With help from you."

"Yeah well I thought you'd think it was just a dream. I never actually thought you'd come out looking for a way to get me back!"

"Yeah well you were always dumb like that."

"Now that's not nice."

"Well that's just me."

The conversation went on and on…Remus eventually felt like he were invisible.

"Well," he eventually intervened, "I think we could all use some sleep. Are you coming home Buffy?" asked Remus, standing from his spot on the old armchair in the Black House living room.

"Mmhmm…seeya, Sirius," she said, avoiding eye contact with him.

All of a sudden the front door slammed open and shut and there was the sound of someone collapsing onto the hardwood flooring.

Buffy poked her head into the hall to see what had happened and gasped.

The red haired Bill lay of the floor, out cold, already lying in a pool of blood.

"Oh god…" Buffy ran back into the living room and into Remus' arms while Sirius checked for a pulse. He stood up and shook his head.

"Buffy, go get Molly and Arthur…" Buffy immediately ran up the stairs.

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"I'm sure we all regret being here today, on such a sad occasion." Dumbledore spoke calmly and sadly, the usual twinkle in his eye gone. "Today we are here to say goodbye to one of our own, Bill Weasley. A young man full of ambition and life."

It went on, and on, until almost everyone had spoken.

"We need revenge," muttered Harry.

"We all need revenge, Potter," said Faith. "We have all lost one person we loved to Voldemort. Some of us more. We all need revenge. And you kid, are the only one that can get it for us."

"Don't be filling the boy's head with that shit," someone else said.

"It's not shit and you all know it. That kid is the only one that can get revenge for all of us, for himself. You realize that in some way, every person that had been killed by Voldemort in the past five years has had a connection to Potter some how."

"That doesn't mean anything."

"That means everything. Voldemort is after him, is trying to hurt him, just as much mentally as physically."

Silence.

"Kid, I've got your back."

More silence.

"Thanks," muttered Harry barely loud enough for anyone to hear.

Just then Avada Kedavara was yelled somewhere in the distance and everyone dropped to the ground to avoid getting hit. Time seemed to slow for Buffy. She could see hooded figures and hear more curses being yelled.

Faith was one of the last to move. She didn't duck, though, she started moving in Harry's direction. Harry didn't move, he just stood there. She grabbed him and forced him behind her. She turned and stared in the direction the curses were coming from. She braced herself just as a green light hit her.

Almost immediately Buffy could feel it coursing through her. A power that she had not felt before. A power stronger than her magic. A power more complicated, more…powerful. The power of the Slayer.

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A/N sorry this chapter is so short, but this is all that I wanted in there. I'm hoping to make the next chapter really long if I can to compensate for this. Ta ta for now tho! And don't forget to review!