A/N: Seriously sorry about the long wait, but I finally got something going. The sad thing
is that it only took me about an hour to write this, but it took like more than a month to
update. Oh, and to everyone, I am a thirteen year old American girl. If my punctuation,
grammar, character accents, yada yada (you know what I'm talking about) if any of it
isn't right, don't bitch. I can't do everything right! Anyways, here's the *dramatic
music* tenth chapter! A record high! *bowing with cheers in the back ground* I'd like
to thank the academy. My parents, my eighth grade English teacher, and of course my...
wait! Why can't I hear anything? Hey, is this mike even on? Helloooo... ; ) There is
a chance of this being a Spuffy, ack! My first!
A/N2: Lyrics are Evanescence (supposedly, still not sure on that one). It's called
Anything For You. Also POV's here are ? -- [mystery guy] , then Buffy and Harry share
the rest of the chapter.
Chapter 10: Better to Love Than Loss, Right?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I'd give anything to give me to you
Can you forget the world that you thought you knew
If you want me,
Come and find me
Nothing's stopping you so please release me
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Watching. He couldn't help but feel that ever since he'd met Buffy all he'd done
was watch. Watch as she carried her life on without him, and watch her barely notice
when he was there. Envy wasn't his best trait, especially when someone he liked picked
someone else over him. Somehow he almost was sure she didn't know. That she didn't
know how he felt, that she didn't know that when she touched him she sent a shiver
down his spine to the very heart of his existence. If only he had told her at some point.
He knew she never would listen, but he had to try. Only he couldn't build up the strength
to say anything. Not while she sat there staring dreamily into another man's eyes. Into
bloody Harry f***ing Potter's eyes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Buffy couldn't believe what Harry had done for her. When she woke up after the
night before she found that she was chained to the floor in some type of office place. A
person with a glass eye and horrible disfigurations kept staring at her while he talked to
an incredibly short, important looking man. She seemed to be there for hours, and she
had some sort of curse on her that didn't allow her to speak, or move at all in general
except for the occasional blink or look at her bandaged left hand.
She heard the two men talk about expulsion and death penalties. Buffy figured
out that they were trying to decide a reasonable punishment for her, because she had
broken a law of some kind. They had chosen banishment from the wizarding community
at last, and she knew she was done for. Then, in a burst of light that made her jump for
joy [I mean that figuratively since she couldn't actually move at this point], Harry walked
in. The short man went up to him, and they talked. Harry started to yell, shouting
unpleasant things at the poor guy. Finally they stopped, and Harry walked to Buffy,
waving his wand and undoing the spell. She fell to the ground instantly, unable to feel
anything in any of her limbs. Harry had picked her up in his arms, and apparated the
dazed slayer back to Hogwarts where he laid her on his bed. 'Sleep, Buffy. Don't worry
about Willow, she's fine and in the morning you'll be okay. All you need to do is sleep.'
he had said to her before she her eyes shut, blocking out everything but her dreams. Now
it was the next morning and there she was, lying in his arms and feeling abnormally
happy. Weird much?!?
"Huuuaaahhh," Harry yawned, and looked at the situation they were in. He was
turned slightly on his side, and to his right was Buffy. His right arm curved around her
head acting as a pillow, and his left held her waist, somewhat going under her clothes.
She was curled in his arms, her injured hand huddled to her chest, the other under his
shirt, making it slip more than half way up his torso.
She seemed to also notice how close Harry was to getting his clothing pulled off,
and lowered her arm and his shirt, blushing shyly. In a moment of bravery Harry lifted a
hand to her face and brushed it lightly against her skin. She smiled at him, her eyes
letting their guard down to tell their true story. Harry and Buffy in someway or other felt
had nothing to hide now, actually in this moment neither of the them had ever felt more
safe. They gazed into each others eyes for what seemed like hours, not wanting to break
the silence.
"Tell me about it." he said after a while. His voice was low, but it was nice
enough to allow argument.
"About what?" she asked, confused.
"About being a Slayer. About you're life. I've spent a long time trying to
understand you Buffy Summers, but so far all I know is that you are the most beautiful
woman I have ever seen and that I'm lucky you haven't run away screaming yet." Buffy
smiled. He wanted to know her, wanted to get her. She saw no reason to withhold the
truth anymore, so she didn't. She slowly told him everything, and he listened. He
soothed her when she started to cry as she told him about Jenny Calendar, and soon he
knew everything there was to know about Buffy Anne Summers.
"Sorry that I got all weepy. It's just, it was hard, you know what I mean?" the
truth though, was that he didn't know. He thought he had had it rough when he was first
brought into the world of magic, but it seemed her transition into it had been horrifying.
She'd only gotten a taste of the evil of the Earth, hardly any good had happened. He
couldn't help but wonder at why she still fought.
"There's absolutely nothing to apologize for. You have every right to cry." he
said, and smiled at her. She grinned, she couldn't help but love his smile.
"Now, is there anything about you that I don't know about?" she asked, raising
one of her eyebrows. Harry couldn't help but think how adorable she looked, sitting
there pouting at him for keeping any possible secrets. He wanted to kiss her, but couldn't
yet. He had to tell his story first.
"As a matter of fact, I do have parts about my life the entire public doesn't
know." Buffy took her finger and slid it down Harry's face from his scar to his lips.
"Is there any chance of you telling me?" she spoke delicately, her lip sticking out
and quivering as if she was going to cry over it.
"I don't know, what'll you give me if I tell you?" she raised her head and her lips
met his in a soft, unrushed kiss. Their eyes closed, and Harry's arm moved to her neck
while hers moved along his chest against the white fabric. Buffy moved to rest more on
her side, and Harry deepened the kiss. Buffy was surprised at that since he'd seemed so
inexperienced before. But damn, when this boy wanted to kiss, he could kiss. She had
only meant it to be small, but soon melted away on his lips. Flashes erupted in her head,
though, and somehow they made her wrap her arms around him to make both of them get
closer. Then the flashes changed, and Harry's life was before her. Every event that had
happened to him since his birthday when Hagrid came she now knew. Almost as soon as
these visions had come they were gone, and she was left breathless.
"Let's do that again." Buffy said smiling, her body fully pressed against his.
"You want to see my life again?"
"No. I meant the kiss. You wanna try that again?" Harry smirked, and lowered
his head to hers once more.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Days passed by but to them it only seemed like hours. The couple still got funny
looks every once-in-a-while at the fact that a Gryffindor was dating a Slytherin, but no
one said anything because Buffy supposed they know they were happy. Either that or
they were too afraid to talk about it. Buffy didn't seem to care, though. She sat next to
Harry during classes, and she could hardly pay attention because of Harry's constant need
to play with her hair. It was a wonder that the professors didn't move him away from
her. Professor McGonagall even went as far as to turn her back and grin when Harry laid
a kiss on her neck during Transfiguration. The evil woman! The dance had been
rescheduled another two weeks foreword, and in the blink of an eye it was Wednesday,
only three days before the dance and also the day that they got their first trip to
Hogsmeade. There Willow and Buffy were planning on getting their dresses for the Ball.
Buffy and Will were on their way to get in the carriages to leave with the he rest
of the students when Spike walked up to them. He'd been living in the castle since his
first appearance, and Buffy was actually thinking of him as a good friend. Today he
looked especially exasperated though.
"Listen, can I talk to you both for a second?" he pulled them to a particularly dark
area of the shadows before he spoke.
"What is your guy's bloody problem? I've been holding my bloody peace, but I
have to know! I didn't exactly love the guy, but you two could at least acknowledge his
death! Did you guys have a fight before you left him or something and are trying to keep
a straight face? What is it?!?"
"What are you talking about Spike? Hurry up and explain, we might miss the ride
to Hogsmeade!" Buffy rushed him.
"Miss your... miss your ride! Do you guys even remember the fact that your best
friend Xander and the red headed boy died? You're both walking around happy-go-lucky
as if nothing happened. I mean, not even a week ago we killed Angel and Xander, and
you act like you don't care!!!"
"I think Spike's had one too many shots this morning. I thought we told the
house elves not to give him anymore whiskey." Buffy said as she laughed.
"Who's Xander?" Willow asked, but heard Dumbledore's call for any others who
wanted to go to Hogsmeade before Spike could answer. They skipped off, leaving a
dumbfounded Spike.
A/N: Not the greatest chapter, I'll admit, but I have myself stuck and this way I can have
the dance over in three more chaps. Then pairings will change *wiggles eyebrows* and
maybe some Harry/Willow action. Hey, does anyone know any good romantic fanfics I
could read? When you review [if you do] can you give me the name of one that would be
good? Thanks. Review lots so I'll update sooner!
is that it only took me about an hour to write this, but it took like more than a month to
update. Oh, and to everyone, I am a thirteen year old American girl. If my punctuation,
grammar, character accents, yada yada (you know what I'm talking about) if any of it
isn't right, don't bitch. I can't do everything right! Anyways, here's the *dramatic
music* tenth chapter! A record high! *bowing with cheers in the back ground* I'd like
to thank the academy. My parents, my eighth grade English teacher, and of course my...
wait! Why can't I hear anything? Hey, is this mike even on? Helloooo... ; ) There is
a chance of this being a Spuffy, ack! My first!
A/N2: Lyrics are Evanescence (supposedly, still not sure on that one). It's called
Anything For You. Also POV's here are ? -- [mystery guy] , then Buffy and Harry share
the rest of the chapter.
Chapter 10: Better to Love Than Loss, Right?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I'd give anything to give me to you
Can you forget the world that you thought you knew
If you want me,
Come and find me
Nothing's stopping you so please release me
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Watching. He couldn't help but feel that ever since he'd met Buffy all he'd done
was watch. Watch as she carried her life on without him, and watch her barely notice
when he was there. Envy wasn't his best trait, especially when someone he liked picked
someone else over him. Somehow he almost was sure she didn't know. That she didn't
know how he felt, that she didn't know that when she touched him she sent a shiver
down his spine to the very heart of his existence. If only he had told her at some point.
He knew she never would listen, but he had to try. Only he couldn't build up the strength
to say anything. Not while she sat there staring dreamily into another man's eyes. Into
bloody Harry f***ing Potter's eyes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Buffy couldn't believe what Harry had done for her. When she woke up after the
night before she found that she was chained to the floor in some type of office place. A
person with a glass eye and horrible disfigurations kept staring at her while he talked to
an incredibly short, important looking man. She seemed to be there for hours, and she
had some sort of curse on her that didn't allow her to speak, or move at all in general
except for the occasional blink or look at her bandaged left hand.
She heard the two men talk about expulsion and death penalties. Buffy figured
out that they were trying to decide a reasonable punishment for her, because she had
broken a law of some kind. They had chosen banishment from the wizarding community
at last, and she knew she was done for. Then, in a burst of light that made her jump for
joy [I mean that figuratively since she couldn't actually move at this point], Harry walked
in. The short man went up to him, and they talked. Harry started to yell, shouting
unpleasant things at the poor guy. Finally they stopped, and Harry walked to Buffy,
waving his wand and undoing the spell. She fell to the ground instantly, unable to feel
anything in any of her limbs. Harry had picked her up in his arms, and apparated the
dazed slayer back to Hogwarts where he laid her on his bed. 'Sleep, Buffy. Don't worry
about Willow, she's fine and in the morning you'll be okay. All you need to do is sleep.'
he had said to her before she her eyes shut, blocking out everything but her dreams. Now
it was the next morning and there she was, lying in his arms and feeling abnormally
happy. Weird much?!?
"Huuuaaahhh," Harry yawned, and looked at the situation they were in. He was
turned slightly on his side, and to his right was Buffy. His right arm curved around her
head acting as a pillow, and his left held her waist, somewhat going under her clothes.
She was curled in his arms, her injured hand huddled to her chest, the other under his
shirt, making it slip more than half way up his torso.
She seemed to also notice how close Harry was to getting his clothing pulled off,
and lowered her arm and his shirt, blushing shyly. In a moment of bravery Harry lifted a
hand to her face and brushed it lightly against her skin. She smiled at him, her eyes
letting their guard down to tell their true story. Harry and Buffy in someway or other felt
had nothing to hide now, actually in this moment neither of the them had ever felt more
safe. They gazed into each others eyes for what seemed like hours, not wanting to break
the silence.
"Tell me about it." he said after a while. His voice was low, but it was nice
enough to allow argument.
"About what?" she asked, confused.
"About being a Slayer. About you're life. I've spent a long time trying to
understand you Buffy Summers, but so far all I know is that you are the most beautiful
woman I have ever seen and that I'm lucky you haven't run away screaming yet." Buffy
smiled. He wanted to know her, wanted to get her. She saw no reason to withhold the
truth anymore, so she didn't. She slowly told him everything, and he listened. He
soothed her when she started to cry as she told him about Jenny Calendar, and soon he
knew everything there was to know about Buffy Anne Summers.
"Sorry that I got all weepy. It's just, it was hard, you know what I mean?" the
truth though, was that he didn't know. He thought he had had it rough when he was first
brought into the world of magic, but it seemed her transition into it had been horrifying.
She'd only gotten a taste of the evil of the Earth, hardly any good had happened. He
couldn't help but wonder at why she still fought.
"There's absolutely nothing to apologize for. You have every right to cry." he
said, and smiled at her. She grinned, she couldn't help but love his smile.
"Now, is there anything about you that I don't know about?" she asked, raising
one of her eyebrows. Harry couldn't help but think how adorable she looked, sitting
there pouting at him for keeping any possible secrets. He wanted to kiss her, but couldn't
yet. He had to tell his story first.
"As a matter of fact, I do have parts about my life the entire public doesn't
know." Buffy took her finger and slid it down Harry's face from his scar to his lips.
"Is there any chance of you telling me?" she spoke delicately, her lip sticking out
and quivering as if she was going to cry over it.
"I don't know, what'll you give me if I tell you?" she raised her head and her lips
met his in a soft, unrushed kiss. Their eyes closed, and Harry's arm moved to her neck
while hers moved along his chest against the white fabric. Buffy moved to rest more on
her side, and Harry deepened the kiss. Buffy was surprised at that since he'd seemed so
inexperienced before. But damn, when this boy wanted to kiss, he could kiss. She had
only meant it to be small, but soon melted away on his lips. Flashes erupted in her head,
though, and somehow they made her wrap her arms around him to make both of them get
closer. Then the flashes changed, and Harry's life was before her. Every event that had
happened to him since his birthday when Hagrid came she now knew. Almost as soon as
these visions had come they were gone, and she was left breathless.
"Let's do that again." Buffy said smiling, her body fully pressed against his.
"You want to see my life again?"
"No. I meant the kiss. You wanna try that again?" Harry smirked, and lowered
his head to hers once more.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Days passed by but to them it only seemed like hours. The couple still got funny
looks every once-in-a-while at the fact that a Gryffindor was dating a Slytherin, but no
one said anything because Buffy supposed they know they were happy. Either that or
they were too afraid to talk about it. Buffy didn't seem to care, though. She sat next to
Harry during classes, and she could hardly pay attention because of Harry's constant need
to play with her hair. It was a wonder that the professors didn't move him away from
her. Professor McGonagall even went as far as to turn her back and grin when Harry laid
a kiss on her neck during Transfiguration. The evil woman! The dance had been
rescheduled another two weeks foreword, and in the blink of an eye it was Wednesday,
only three days before the dance and also the day that they got their first trip to
Hogsmeade. There Willow and Buffy were planning on getting their dresses for the Ball.
Buffy and Will were on their way to get in the carriages to leave with the he rest
of the students when Spike walked up to them. He'd been living in the castle since his
first appearance, and Buffy was actually thinking of him as a good friend. Today he
looked especially exasperated though.
"Listen, can I talk to you both for a second?" he pulled them to a particularly dark
area of the shadows before he spoke.
"What is your guy's bloody problem? I've been holding my bloody peace, but I
have to know! I didn't exactly love the guy, but you two could at least acknowledge his
death! Did you guys have a fight before you left him or something and are trying to keep
a straight face? What is it?!?"
"What are you talking about Spike? Hurry up and explain, we might miss the ride
to Hogsmeade!" Buffy rushed him.
"Miss your... miss your ride! Do you guys even remember the fact that your best
friend Xander and the red headed boy died? You're both walking around happy-go-lucky
as if nothing happened. I mean, not even a week ago we killed Angel and Xander, and
you act like you don't care!!!"
"I think Spike's had one too many shots this morning. I thought we told the
house elves not to give him anymore whiskey." Buffy said as she laughed.
"Who's Xander?" Willow asked, but heard Dumbledore's call for any others who
wanted to go to Hogsmeade before Spike could answer. They skipped off, leaving a
dumbfounded Spike.
A/N: Not the greatest chapter, I'll admit, but I have myself stuck and this way I can have
the dance over in three more chaps. Then pairings will change *wiggles eyebrows* and
maybe some Harry/Willow action. Hey, does anyone know any good romantic fanfics I
could read? When you review [if you do] can you give me the name of one that would be
good? Thanks. Review lots so I'll update sooner!
