Vixen
By: Kel
Summary: It's the end of the Hogwarts line for Draco and he finds his way to Rome. This is a story of what alcohol can do to a person that can change their entire future.
Characters: All of them including OC's. (Bio's will be given)
Pairing - this is a Btvs/Hp crossover... most likely a DM/BS fic.
Disclaimer: Not mine
Distribution: Anywhere- let me know though.
NOTES! Important- okay, so in this fic, Buffy (as you will find out) did attend Hogwarts until a certain year where she was pulled out and called as the Slayer, in America. Her mother IS well aware of this and she NEVER SLEPT WITH SPIKE, ANGEL, RILEY, or PARKER!
Chapter 1: Rude Awakening
His head was pounding as if someone was hitting it head on with a sludge hammer. His ear drums pumped and he could hear his own heart beating.
Draco Malfoy groaned and rolled over in the large, soft, silk covered bed. That was when he noticed the warm body next to his. He didn't remember her. Was he supposed to? He obviously slept with her, unless they were both naked in HIS bed for a hoot!
Oh well, another one night stand. No big... right?
Draco noticed that the girl was quite pretty... and quite familiar looking. She had long golden tresses that were slightly in waves cascading down her back and skin of a creamy complection. Her eyes flickered and then opened to reveal the most gorgeous hazel orbs he had ever seen.
She sat upright immediatley and screamed. Draco, taken back, waited a moment for her to calm down.
"W-Where am I? Who the hell are you?" She asked defensivley.
Draco sighed. "Do you have amnesia?" Draco noticed that the girl was, well, American.
She looked at him with a 'are-you-REALLY-that-stupid' look. "No. I don't have amnesia!" She said emphasizing the word. "I just don't remember how or why I'm here...explanation!"
Draco rolled his eyes at the young girl. She looked about his age, maybe a year or two older.
"I'm Draco Malfoy and obviously we-"
"DON'T finish that sentence."
"- had sex."
She slammed her small fist against his bare shoulder and he winced in pain. "What was that for!"
"I told you not to finish- wait. Draco MALFOY! UGH! This is just great. Just GREAT!" She threw her arms up in the air dejectedly and Draco felt a smirk upturn his lips as she let the sheet fall to her waist. He leaned back against the head board and watched greedily.
She immediatley caught on and covered herself back up. "You're a pig! Did you know that!"
"I do now. What's your name?"
"Think you would've figured it out by now. Oh wait! You wouldn't have paid enough attention to remember me. Measley little Buffy."
Draco pondered as he tried to recall a 'Buffy'. "Year and house?"
"Your year, Slytherin."
It suddenly struck him. This was... no! It couldn't be! "Vixen!"
A small growl erupted from her throat. "I'd prefer it if you didn't call me that, Malfoy."
Draco recalled the nickname he had given her several years ago almost perfectly.
Flashback
5th Year
"What the bloody hell do you think you're doing, Summers?" Draco shoved the small girl up against the wall angrily.
"Giving you what you deserved, Malfoy. Let go of me." Her voice was so steady and calm it unnerved him to Hell.
"You got me detention for a bloody month! A month! I DO have a life you know!" His grip on her arm did not let up and the stone against Buffy's back was like ice.
"I asked you politley to let go."
"Or what?" He snickered.
Buffy raised her small hand and slapped him harshly across the face. Draco, unprepared by this action, stumbled back and released his grip.
"You little vixen!"
She smirked that all-knowing smirk that Hermione sometimes gets. "That I am."
"Vixen. Sounds good."
"Whatever Malfoy. Sod off."
End Flashback
Buffy stood up and wrapped the black silk sheet around her slim form self-consciously. Tears were threatening to spill down her delicate cheeks and this did not go unnoticed by Draco.
He may not have been the nicest guy in the world but it still killed him to see a girl cry. "Hey there love, what's wrong?"
She sniffled. "Sod off."
"No need to be touchy. Just askin'."
Her body swiftly turned to glare at him as the tears poured freely down her cheeks. "How would you like to have lost your- your virginity and not even remember it! Huh Malfoy!"
Draco looked down ashamed. "I'm sorry Buffy. I-I didn't know."
"Of course you didn't! Well you can add me to your list of conquests, can't you Draco?"
"I don't have a -"
"Shutup."
"But I-"
"Shut. Up."
"Buf-"
"Now!"
A moment of silence passed before Draco spoke... without being cut off. "What are you looking at?"
Buffy's eyes were as big as saucers as they stared at the floor. She reached down, careful to hold up the sheet, and lifted a large certificate. Her eyes scanned it and she tossed if over to Draco easily while she looked for her closed.
"We're... no!"
"Yes, Draco."
"But that's-"
"I know."
"I don't even remem-"
"Me either."
"Will you stop-"
"No."
"I can't believe we're bloody-"
"We're married Draco. I'm married to a Malfoy. Got a phone?"
Draco knitted his eyebrows together. "Why?"
"I have an annulment to arrange."
Should I continue?