A/N: Sorry about how long I took! I already have the next five chapters done, but haven't

got around to updating. Plus I have a cruel sence on humor, so I let you suffer! LOL!

Anyhow, thanks for the reviews, and also the dates in this chapter might be wrong, but I

don't really care, so don't go yelling at me. But hey, I've got lyrics! I think the song's by

3 Doors Down, and I kind of guessed what some of the words are. If you recognize any

of it review and tell me if I'm right about the words and who sings it. Oh, and remember

that I still don't have pairings so stuff that happens in this chapter doesn't mean anything.

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There's another world inside of me that you may never see

There are secrets in this life that I can't hide

Roaming through this darkness there's a light that I can't find

Maybe it's too far away, ya, or maybe I'm just blind

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Chapter 7: Being Shown the Way

"Leave me alone!" Buffy screamed one final time. She couldn't see why

Hermione was mad at her. What had she done wrong? Sure her little chat with Will had

lasted about two days according to the living world, but that wasn't her fault.

"You know what, you can keep your little secrets. I don't really care. You're a

Slytherin after all, so you're lucky I'm even talking to you, but when your mysterious

actions cause my friends to be put in danger what you do starts to have an effect on me."

"Is that what you think? That I ended up with Willow in a coma for two days

because I want to be 'mysterious'. Puh-leese! How self-involved do you think I am?

What I do not only saves my ass it saves your too, so I wouldn't be complaining. And

what does me being in Slytherin have to do with this!?!" Buffy yelled. She'd been trying

to find the entrance to the Common Room after leaving the Hospital Wing when

Hermione came at her and started preaching. Buffy so didn't need this after what had

just happened with Will and she needed to hit the books. This was wasting time.

"You know what I'm talking about. You're just like the rest of them, you keep to

yourself and don't let anyone in. You're even friends with Malfoy, the pig. What, do

you guys just sit on the couch and tell jokes about all of the muggle borns or something."

"Shut up, Hermione. You have no idea what your talking about. Draco has had a

really hard life and doesn't need people talking crap about him."

"He didn't tell you about everything he's ever done to me, did he? He's called

me a mudblood more times than I can't count and does the most awful things imaginable.

But do you care? No. You're willing to dismiss it because he's your Prince now."

Hermione spat out the word 'Prince' like it was a poison that she had to be rid of.

"Do you know what Hermione? You're blind. There's a whole other world out

there precious, and one day I might have to talk off that blind fold and let you have one

hard look at what happens once everyone's gone to sleep. Not everything's about Harry

Potter and Voldemort and how you have to stop him. Read between the lines for once.

Think about what happens if a deatheater's son tells his dad that he doesn't want to

become a lackey too. They have more hard decisions than you could ever imagine, and

you would make the same choice if you had to. You say you're too good for it, but it's

amazing what people do when their under penalty of death."

"I'll have you know that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has tried to kill me and

my friends about five times, and you're sitting here defending his followers."

"Ya, well I hate to break it to you sweety, but I've died so I suppose that makes us

even. Thank God I wasn't put in Gryffindor because if I had been I would have had to

put up with your constant whining about how the world sucks for you and no one else.

Hate to break it to you, but it ain't true. Now I've got to go and try to save the world so

that people like you can go on living the way you do, so if you'll excuse me." Buffy

walked away, leaving Hermione standing there alone. Neither of them had realized that

there were two people watching their entire fight, both a Gryffindor and a Slytherin.

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Buffy entered the Common Room with a frown on her face. Draco was sitting on

the couch smiling as he looked up from his book called Famous Demonic Characters.

He waited until she had rounded the corner near the sofa before talking to her.

"That out there was bloody brilliant! You told her off so good! Hell, you even

stood up for me, not that I needed it or anything. Man, that bitch had it coming to her!"

Draco said excitedly. Buffy straight out punched him. Full on, fist in his face, and she

knew it hurt like hell. Hermione really was an idiot. Their fight had proved that, but

even if she was messed up that didn't mean Draco could call her a bitch.

"What was that about!?!" Draco mumbled, cupping his hands to his face to stop

the blood from dripping everywhere.

"You call my sister a bitch again and you'll end up losing an appendage or worse,

you got it?" she said sternly with no hint of mercy or laughter in her voice. Buffy walked

back up the stairs and found Tru already sitting down in her bedroom. She was fiddling

with something, something wooden. Oops! It was a stake! Buffy had forgotten to put it

away back in the training room!

"Can you please tell me what this is? I've been trying to figure it out all night."

"Umm, Tru, if I tell you a secret will you promise you won't tell anyone?"

"Ya, of coarse. What is it Buff?"

"Tru, I'm a Slayer." she said bluntly.

"So that would explain why your ex is a vampire. I was wondering how you

guess would have met if he was a demon."

"What? How did you know Angel was a vamp?"

"How stupid do you think I am? First of all, the book in your desk drawer has a

picture of a vampire named Angelous. The guy that the boggart turned into is the guy on

the cover's twin. You called the boggart guy Angel. I did some background checking

and it says Angelous is the Scourge of Europe and that he also goes by the name Angel.

It wasn't exactly hard."

"So, you're not freaked out or mad I didn't tell you before?"

"No way. It's a secret identity, one that I feel honored knowing. Don't worry, I

won't tell." Buffy smiled and grabbed Tru's hand.

"Good, 'cause we've got some research to do, and I have to show you something

really cool about my room." she reached to the invisible doorknob and twisted it once it

appeared. Then, giving it a push she let the door swing open.

"Wicked! Totally and completely wicked!"

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"So, read it to me again from the top."

"Fine, but this is the last time! 'After the Loin's Sage argues with you in regard to

the Father's Prodigy and your own secrets, the Marked One will lead you to your past.

Only then will you find an answer to one of your questions.'" Buffy said, looking down

at the pad of paper in front of her. They'd been over this at least thousand times in the

last hour.

"Oh my gosh! How could we be so stupid! The 'Sage' in the hint isn't the

cooking kind, it's the smart kind! Okay, so the Lion's smartest person will fight with

you."

"So this has nothing to do with cooking?"

"No."

"Well, unless there's a Lion on campus this is useless."

"Oh, ya, I forgot to ask, what was with you and Harry exchanging looks in the

Hospital Wing? Is there something with you two?"

"Ya right Tru, he's a Gryffin... That's it! Gryffindor's sign is a Lion, and the

smartest person in Gryffindor is..."

"Hermione. And you guys had a little tiff earlier, so the fight parts over with.

Cool. We already decided the Marked One is Harry, so very soon Harry is going to show

you to your past?"

"Willow did say he was my guide, she might have been clueing me in to the fact

that he's going to be leading me somewhere."

"Ya, so, is there any part of your past in this castle? Have any of your relatives

come here or something?"

"I really don't know. Listen, we've been in here for an hour, let's just go out to

the Great Hall. I know that if I stay here I'll go crazy."

"Good, I was getting put up with all of the research too. We can clean all of this

up later." Tru said, looking around at the carpet of books on Buffy's training room floor.

Buffy shrugged and turned to open the large oak door.

"And you might want to change." True said giggling. Buffy was wearing a sports

bra while she was training earlier. She nodded and grabbed her sweater she was wearing

before and they left to go get some air.

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Draco & Buffy POV's

He shouldn't have been there, shouldn't be doing what he was doing. It had been

accidental, but all the same he should have put that stupid black leather book back

underneath the pillow where he'd found it. Not sitting on the bed reading thoughts that

didn't belong to him.

Draco had gone to Buffy's room to tell her he was sorry about the thing with

Hermione. She wasn't there, so he asked around and no one had seen her. He came back

to the room so he could wait for her, and he saw her pillow lying there. He picked it up

and held it for a second. That was when he'd seen it. It was a diary that Buffy must have

kept there under the pillow for safe keeping. He picked it up and read the first page, then

another and another. It seemed as though no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't tear

himself away from it. It was only five minutes into it that he saw something interesting.

Diary Entry September 11, 1995,

'I should have known better than to fall in love with him. But he's just so cute!

Plus he gave me his leather coat. Angel.. He's so dreamy. I saw him again last night at

the Bronze. He always comes around warning me about stuff that's going to happen that

might hurt me. I know he's just trying to protect me, but I wish he'd talk to me in a less

Buffy-we-have-to-go-kill-something way and more of a Will-you-go-out-with-me way.

Diary Entry September 14, 1995,

He's a vampire! Oh, God! Angel's a vamp, and I kissed him! The kissing part

was good, but I mean how can we work this out? He's a good blood sucker, but still.

He's like 242 years old! Eew! It's like I'd be making out with my Great-Great-Grampa!

Ok, so maybe he is a great kisser and I would still kiss him now that I know, but it's

against everything I've ever believed in! Vamps bad. Must kill vamps. Now it's like,

vamps bad, must kill vamps, but not my boyfriend vamp because he's different. What if

I kill other vamps that are good? This is just way too confusing. I'll write you back later.

Draco flipped through the pages, so he could find something worth reading. He

saw that she had two best friends, Xander and Willow. Her Watcher's name was Giles,

and he was quite an evil git when he was younger. Her boyfriend was Angelous The

Scourge of Europe, and she'd actually fought William the Bloody and his scary girlfriend

Drusilla. Then, he saw an entry that made his stomach turn. It was tear stained, and had

a couple of drops of blood on it as well.

Diary Entry February 20, 1996,

Angel's gone, and it's my fault. I slept with him. When I woke up he was gone.

Jenny says that I gave him true happiness, so his soul left him. He's The Scourge of

Europe now. He's evil. And it's my fault. He almost killed Will tonight. I saw him

earlier today and he was different. I should have known he was bad again. I guess that I

just didn't want to believe it. The things he said about me were so... they just hurt. They

hurt a lot. Jenny can't curse him again, says that the magic that has to be used for it is

lost to her and her gypsy people. I don't believe her. In eight days it's going to be

Valentines Day, and I'm not going to have anyone. I feel like I'm alone. Not physically,

or even emotionally, just somehow I feel like I'm empty and alone and that nothing will

ever be ok again. I hope this is a dream. I can't be real. Please be a dream. Oh, God,

please be a dream!

Draco jumped as a door suddenly appeared in the wall beside him. It swung open

and Buffy and Tru walked inside. He tried to put away the diary, but Buffy saw him and

it was too late. She knew what he'd been doing.

"I'll leave you two alone right now. Buffy, I'll be outside if you need me." Tru

said, seeing the deadly look that Buffy had on her face. Draco was seriously going to be

murdered, and she wasn't going to wait around to see it.

"What the hell is your problem!?!" Buffy said after Tru closed the door.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know!" he said. *Oh ya. Great alibi Draco. Nice one.* he

thought to himself.

"Don't even play dumb like that. You knew what it was. What right do you have

to come into my room and..." she kept on talking, but Draco almost couldn't hear the

words. His mind was in some gutter in the most low-life place imaginable. But who

could blame him, she was in his opinion the hottest girl in school and she was wearing a

bra. A black sports bra with pink trim and also black sweat pants that hung low on her

hips. He looked up and down her body and took in everything, especially one certain part

of her that you all should know and that I'm not going to actually write down.

"What are you looking at?" she asked, realizing he was staring at her. He walked

up to her and grabbed her hips forcefully.

"Shut up." he said half commandingly and half seductive. She opened her mouth

to argue only to have Draco shove his lips onto hers. Buffy tried to get away by shoving

him, but gave up trying. Finally she kneed him in the crouch and pushed him to the wall.

Then she turned away and ran. She ran straight out of the Dormitory, out of the Common

Room, and out of Hogwarts. She raced right passed Tru who was talking to some

Ravenclaw near the entrance. There was no thought in her mind to how much trouble

she'd be in or what Draco would think. Draco. What a jerk! He knew she was upset

with him and he still had the nerve to grab her like that.

She was going as fast as Slayer abilities would allow. To any normal being she

would be merely a blur, nothing resembling a person or an animal. Finding a lake near

the hut that the groundskeeper lived in, she sat near it. A couple of minutes passed by,

then ten, then twenty. She leaned against a tree and closed her eyes, letting waves of

peacefulness fill her. She shook from the cold and put on the sweater she'd been

carrying around all this time, but that didn't stop it. Suddenly the calmness of everything

around her made a shiver go down her spine. But why? What was it about everything

around her that made her skin crawl at that moment?

Then a memory shot in her head. The invisible girl. She'd had the same feeling,

the same notion of worry even though she was alone. Looking around, she got up

casually, acting like she was walking closer to the lake. Bending over, she touched her

fingers to the water while calculating exactly where this person/thing was. Again she

started walking around slowly, humming to herself. Then, as she passed the creature she

did a spinning kick, taking out its legs. It yelped as it hit the ground hard.

"Tell me what you are and what you want." she said monotonously.

"Wait! It's Harry!" the invisible person said. She watched as Harry revealed

himself by taking off some kind of translucent robe.

"You were spying on me?"

"Well, I was visiting Hagrid and saw you sitting here alone, so I came over and

you attacked me."

"Well what was I supposed to do? You might have been a big bad. I mean I am a

girl alone in the middle of the night. Some freaks might try something." she grinned and

gave him a look that made him melt.

"Why are you out here anyways?"

"Draco just gets really annoying after a while."

"Tell me about it."

"You don't know him though. No one around here really does. It's like he wears

this mask all of the time and is way too afraid to take it off because of what the other

Slytherins might tell their parents."

"So you're telling me that he's a good person but doesn't want people to see it?

Sorry if I find that hard to believe. Hermione told me you're a couple."

"No way. At the moment he's being way to man-handly for me to say yes to

anything that he asks. No freaking way." Harry smiled. She couldn't help but compare

them both, Harry and Draco. Draco was the bad boy. Everyone knew it. But Harry was

the hero, and when she saw him smile and her revelation and look in her eyes a part of

her even thought he was cuter than his Slytherin opponent.

"You wanna go in?"

"Na. I really don't want to go to the Common Room. He'll be there and bad

things'll happen. I'll just hang around 'till morning."

"You can't stay out here. Come one, you can stay with the Gryffs tonight. They

won't be messed up once they find out you're Hermione's twin. Please, it'll be fun." he

asked her to go with him. Buffy didn't know what to say, but he gave her puppy eyes.

There was no saying no to the puppy eyes.

"Fine. Take me to your leader." she said, and he held out his cloak for her to

crawl under. She took her small corner and went underneath. They had to stand

enormously close, and Harry was almost enjoying it. She was different from the girls he

usually talked to, more quick to make retorts and she spoke confidently. Plus she was

beautiful. That was definitely a bonus.

They walked around the castle for about ten minutes. When they finally stopped

they were in front of a portrait of a young girl in a black and maroon colored dress that

was full of lace. Harry muttered some sort of Latin word and she flew open. Buffy was

standing there in amazement. That girl in the portrait was Darla, a very non-vampire and

younger image of Darla.

"Buffy, come on, we have to go in." Harry said, dragging her through the doorway

and into the foyer.

"Where am I going to sleep?" she asked as he showed her to the Common Room.

"You could stay in Hermione's room."

"No." she said simply.

"Ok, then you can stay in my room with me. All of the sixth and seventh year

guys in each of the houses get to have their own rooms, so no one would be asking about

what you're doing there."

Her eyes flashed mischievously, "Alrighty then, show me to your room." He

looked at her, surprised, but shook himself out of it. He led her to the Boys Dormitories

and went to his room. When inside they threw off the cloak to reveal themselves to each

other.

"Well, I guess I'm tired, so goo'night 'arry." she said while yawning and

stretching before lifting up the covers and laying down in the bed that was exactly like

hers but with red sheets.

"I'm going to go change in the bathroom, okay?"

"Ya, sure, whatever." she said. She closed her eyes, and turned her head. His

pillow smelled like him. He had a certain smell, like a mix of mint, chocolate, lilac, and

some sort of cologne all in one. She loved that smell. Soon she drifted off, thankfully

having no dreams including the phantom Willow.

Harry walked back into the room and carefully crawled in the huge bed beside a

sleeping Buffy. He didn't want to wake her up, she looked so happy when asleep. That

was something she lacked in the waking world. She never looked content. She spoke of

Draco wearing a mask, but Harry had almost all of his classes with Buffy and knew she

was the one wearing a mask. She acted so happy-go-lucky all of the time, but it wasn't

real. None of the front that she put up was. He just hoped he could find out what it was

that she was so intent on hiding from the rest of the world.

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When Buffy woke up she was surprised to see that Harry was already awake and

dressed in his school clothes. It was early, way too early for any sane person to be up and

going. She watched him pack his school bag with different books, and when finally he

realized she was looking he took on a charming blush.

"Sleeping Beauty awakens."

"Good morning. I better get back to my room. Tru'll freak out if I'm not there.

She always does. Plus the Wanna-Be-Spike will be in the Great Hall, so I should be

alright." she got up slowly, and placed the sheets back to where they were supposed to

go. He handed her a red sweatshirt that had an orange lion printed in the front.

"What's that for?"

"I've been in the dungeons before. It's really cold and that weak little sweater

won't do you any good." Harry said, and she took it and put it on.

"Oh, I was wondering, the portrait that we walked through, when did you guys get

that? Hermione told me that your painting was of a Fat Lady." she said, straightening out

the fabric of Harry's shirt that she was wearing.

"Ya, I guess Dumbledore got us a new one. She's really nice and always wants to

talk to us. Her name's Darla McLay or something like that. She told me once but I

forgot. She was a student here or something." Darla McLay. She had to remember that

name so she could check it out in the library later.

"Well I'll take you down there to your entrance and then I'll leave you alone."

"Kay then, let's go." They once again went underneath the cloak and trooped off

in search of a Common Room. Buffy didn't understand how Harry could know the way

to the Slytherin Rooms, it was supposed to be a secret that only Slytherins knew. When

they arrived at the wall that covered up her Common Room she walked up to it and spoke

the words that were just gibberish to her friend beside her.

"Fatima Dai Bolar." she said, and it swung open. She took off the robe and

became visible. Harry stayed under, not wanting any Slytherins to see.

"Thank you Harry." she said, and hugged him. Harry was almost alarmed by their

sudden closeness, and by the time he got the wits to hug her back she was already inside

and waving bye to him before the door closed.

Turning to the room she'd entered, Buffy saw Tru sitting on a lounge chair

reading a book along with Draco. Eyeing the logo on her sweatshirt, Tru grinned. Buffy

looked at Draco for a minute, catching his eye. Not even saying a word he brushed past

her and left the Common Room, probably going to the Great Hall. Tru followed Buffy

into her room before exploding in giggles.

"Oh my gosh! Who's the Gryffindor? I saw you go out to the grounds last night,

but never saw you come back in. Or is this not a guy thing? Did you just sleep over at

one of the Gryffindor girl's room or something? Tell me. Tell me!"

"Well, last night Draco kissed me."

"What! Where was I when this happened!?!"

"It was right after you left. I was yelling at him and he had the nerve to kiss me

while I was talking! I left and that was when you saw me go outside. I was out at the

lake for about an hour when I knew that there was someone else there, you know, 'cause

I'm a Slayer. So I knocked the person down and it was Harry under some kind of robe

that made him invisible. We talked and I said I didn't want to go back to the room to see

Draco and he offered for me to go to the Gryff rooms. I said ya and when I got there he

let me stay with him in his room. When I woke up he told me it was freezing in the

dungeons and gave me the shirt. Then he took me back here and I told him thanks and

gave him a hug. It wasn't that big of a deal."

"Not that big of a deal! Are you two together?"

"No. But he's cute. Isn't he cute?"

"Yes, I have to say he is cute. I like his emerald eyes and his hair. The scar too."

"I know, the scar is sort of hot. Is that creepy that I think that?"

"Just told you I thought the same exact thing. I definitely approve."

"Well, it's not like we're going to get together."

"Why? Is it Draco? I know you kind of have a thing for him."

"Maybe. I'm not sure. He's the bad guy, and I'm kind of into the dark and

mysterious types. Then Harry is the good cutie who can save the day. I don't know."

"Oh, and while we're on the subject, what do you think about Dean Thomas?"

"Is that the one who sits next to the Neville guy?"

"Yes."

"He's really, really, majorly cute. And he's smart. I approve of him big time.

Have you ever made any moves on him?"

"Last night I tried to talk to him, and he didn't say anything back. I know all he

sees when he looks at me is an evil Slytherin. It's all he's ever going to see."

"I might just have to be a matchmaker then," Buffy said, and tried her best to look

innocent, so much that she had a impish look about her.

"Well, let's just go get something to eat. We'll talk about our love lives later.

Plus we have Potions today and what's more fun than making fun of Snape's hair?"

"Nothing I can think of. I mean really, has the man never heard of hair care

products?" Buffy said, and they both went to the Great Hall. Entering they saw a large

group of people huddled up in a circle screaming 'FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!'. Pushing

their way through, there in the center were Harry and Draco battling it out. Not with

wands though. They were kicking each others butts with their fists. Buffy ran into he

middle of the two of them to make them stop.

"What the hell are you both doing?" she screamed above the roar of the crowd.

"Get out of my way Buffy!" Draco yelled, trying to throw another punch.

"No!" she retorted. Draco pushed her out of the way and once again they fought.

She got between them again and was greeted with a fist to the face by the Green Prince.

She held her cheek where she'd been hit. Draco had been aiming for Harry but he darted

out of the way and she got hit full blast. It didn't hurt her, but she was startled all the

same. Harry walked up to Drake and punched him so hard he knocked him out. Then,

Harry was at Buffy's side.

"Are you okay? Do you need to go to the Hospital Wing?" he asked with a voice

full of concern.

"No, I think I'm..."

"What is going on here Mr. Potter?" a loud woman's voice said over the racket.

"Nothing Professor McGonnagle. Draco walked up and started saying things that

weren't appropriate and took a swing at me. It was all self defense, and he also punched

Buffy." Harry said pointing at Buffy's face.

"Is this true Ms. Summers?"

"Yes, but I'm fine."

"Well, needless to say there will be fifty points taken away from Gryffindor house

and the amount taken from Slytherin will be decided on how lenient Snape is. Now

follow me to the hospital wing Summers and Potter. We will have you both checked out.

Professor Snape will you please levitate Mr. Malfoy along behind us?"

"Yes." Snape said, practically appearing out of thin air from behind the crowd.

While walking up the stairs Buffy yelled to Tru, "I'll meet you at class okay!" and

Tru nodded. Going to the Wing Harry was half leaning on Buffy. Looking at him, she

saw he was really beat up. What had that fight been about? They were both bleeding

messes.

At the Hospital Wing Madame Pomphrey checked Buffy and found nothing

wrong, but gave Harry a vile of some sort and after he drank the purple concoction all of

his cuts disappeared. Then she shooed them all outside as Draco woke up so there

wouldn't be another confrontation.

"What happened?" Buffy asked, making sure that all of the bruises on his face

were gone.

"Draco came up behind me and Ron at the table when we were eating. He started

telling me that I had no right even talking to you and that he knew what happened and

that you were his. It was really weird, because he started telling me that you were

different from what I thought and that I would never be able to be with you because I

wouldn't get you the way that he did. I told him to shut up and he threw his fist at me."

"You were fighting because of me?"

"Yes. He was fighting because of you, I was more defending myself because I

had no idea what he was talking about."

"Oh. Well, don't go so hard on him anymore. That guy's had it tough, and

although right now, ya, I still think he's a bit of a jerk, he'll turn up ok in the end."

"Like I said, I'll believe it when I see it. I mean he hit you! Wow. I never

thought he'd slug a girl like that. But, anyways, Professor McGonnagle said she'd like to

see you in Dumbledore's office. Something about a visitor." Buffy was stunned. A

visitor?

A/N: Hehe. I like this chapter. I think you know where I'm going with this, but just so

you know neither Harry or Darco will go without a girl by the end. I love both of them

too much to have them be single! R&R!