Out of the Blue

Chapter 10 – Caffeine-high Buffy.

DISCLAIMER: Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon, and Harry Potter to J.K. Rowling. I don't own anything…

RATING: PG-13 (T) to R (M) - violence, language, angst, horror, mild sexual interactions, etc. If you can watch BTVS/AtS and read HP, I doubt you'll have any problem with this story.

TIMELINE: Takes place after season two in BTVS, and during the marauders last year at Hogwarts.

SUMMARY: BTVS/HP crossover. Life sucked for Buffy Summers. After taking her refuge to LA, she had hoped she would finally have some of that peace the Hellmouth couldn't provide. She should have known she was hoping for the impossible. When she gets propelled into another dimension, her life changes forever - but is it for the better or for worse?

CENTRAL PAIRING: Buffy/Remus

OTHER PAIRINGS: James/Lily, Sirius/OC

Special Thanks to: My Beta - CharmedChick


Buffy was sitting in her bed, panting heavily.

'Why did I dream about Lily and James? Was that the future? I don't get it...'

"Buffy?" A quiet whisper came from the other end of the room.

"Lily? You're awake too?"

Lily nodded, and lit her wand with a 'lumos' spell.

"I had a bad dream...well, it started okay, but..."

"What was it about?" Buffy asked. She had a bad feeling about this...

"Well..." Lily giggled. "I honestly don't remember it all...barely anything of the nightmare..."

"Just...tell me what you do remember," Buffy said, slowly growing irritated.

Lily sighed happily.

"James proposed to me..."

"Not that! The nightmare!" Buffy urged, before pausing. "James proposed to you? And you're happy about it? I didn't think you liked him?"

"Well...neither did I...but...he's actually been okay this year...I know the term's barely started, but he was really nice in my dream. And I've been thinking a lot of him during the summer. I know he's annoying, and thick-headed...but it's actually kind of cute. And if he misbehave, I can punish him - and - Merlin, did I just say that?"

Buffy laughed.

"Is Lily Evans starting to fall for James 'He-is-So-Thick-Headed' Potter?"

"Please no!" Lily moaned, and buried her face in her pillow. "Please don't let me fall for him! I won't fall for him! I would never fall for a guy like him! He's...evil! And mean...and...well...evil!"

"To who?"

"To...Snape! I mean, Severus...And all the Slytherins...and...well...he's..."

"'So cute in an 'I-think-I'm-gonna-die-if-I-don't-get him' kind of way?" Buffy asked innocently.

"YES! I mean...no! Oh, bloody Hell, I'm doomed, aren't I?"

Buffy could only nod of contained laughter. The nightmares were long forgotten.


"Hey, Moony!" Sirius had just woken up.

"Yeah?"

"I had this funny dream...do you think I should get a motorcycle?"

Remus raised his eyebrow.

"Huh?"

"Never mind. Just a thought. I don't know were I got it from." He was quiet for awhile, until he turned to James.

"What do you think, Prongs. Should I get a motorcycle? And enchant it to fly?"

"Mhmm..."

Sirius frowned. What was up with James? He didn't act normal...the normal James would have been ecstatic.

"Prongs?"

"Hm?"

"Are you awake?"

"What?"

Sirius pouted.

"What's wrong with you today, mate? You're so...un-fun."

James sighed.

"I don't know...maybe I'm just tired. Couldn't sleep."

Sirius smirked.

"Let me guess: Ickle-little-Prongsie had a bad dream?"

James threw his pillow at Sirius, who laughed.

"Shut up. It was...weird. I...I think I...died."

Sirius raised his eyebrow, and Remus gave him a worried look.

"Are you okay? It was just a dream...right?"

"It was probably nothing..." James said, but he still looked worried.

Sirius sighed, and decided to end his friends broody-ness.

"Alright, mate. What else did you dream?" James blushed, and murmured something.

"I didn't hear you...?" Sirius teased.

"I proposed to Lily..."

"...And...?"

"...And she said yes."

"Well, there you go! It was a dream! Evans would never even think about marrying you...!"

"...Hey!"

Sirius laughed.

"I'm just saying that you should stop worrying over nothing! The dream didn't mean anything! Just yesterday, I dreamed I was eaten by a house-elf!"

"It's not the same thing!" James protested, but had trouble with containing his laughter.

"Yes, it is! Okay, you died, big deal. Who hasn't dreamed that?" Sirius said lightly, not even the slightest worried.

"Moony, what did you dream last night?"

Remus felt how he started to blush when he recalled the dream from last night: Quidditch. Buffy. Kissing. Buffy.

"Hey, earth to Moony!" Sirius laughed.

"What? Oh...well..."

"Forget it. You probably dreamed about Buffy anyway."

Remus blush deepened.

"Oh, you did! That's so sweet!" Sirius mocked, and Remus punched him playfully on the arm.

"You're one to talk. Eaten by a house-elf?" Remus said, and rasied his eyebrows. Sirius shrugged.

"What canI say? Kreacher's scary!"

Remus shook his head with a smirk.

"You have issues."

"Don't I know it!" Sirius said proudly, before turning back to James.

"Seriously, Prongs, it was a dream! How did you die? Were you eaten? Did you run in to a mountain troll?"

"...I don't remember..." James admitted.

"See what I mean? No big deal. If it had been important, you'd would have remembered."

"I guess..."

"Good! Cheer up, Prongs! We have an hour of fun transfiguration in front of us! Oi, Pete! Wake up!"

Peter stumbled out of his bed.

"Is it morning already?"

James rolled his eyes.

"Yes, Wormtail. Could you hurry up and get finished? I'm hungry!" James complained, and Remus shook his head in wonder. James was obviously feeling better.


When the four boys came down to the Gryffindor table, the Hall was almost empty.

"Now we only got fifteen minutes to eat!" James complained, and turned to Peter with an annoyed expression.

"Why can't you hurry?"

"Well, if we woke him up earlier, maybe he would be done faster." Remus said dryly.

"Oh. Right. We'll do that. Hey, BUFFY!" Sirius screamed, and Remus winced.

Sirius were standing directly beside Remus' ear, and when he'd screamed, it had felt like a hundreds of trombones. Werewolf hearing and all.

"Jeez, raise your voice a little bit more," James said. "I don't think they heard you in the other end of the world..."

"Sorry, but Buffy was just about to leave, and we wouldn't want that would we?" Sirius asked with a pointed look at Remus, before turning back to James.

"And Lily's there too."

James blinked.

"Oh. Well...hey, EVANS! EVANS!"

This time, both Peter, Sirius and Remus winced, and James blushed.

"Sorry..."


Buffy and Lily smiled as the boys walked up to them.

"Morning. A little late, are we?" Buffy chirped brightly, and took another sip of her coffee. She felt really happy this morning, for some strange reason...

James, Sirius and Peter didn't answer, but sat down andsunk their teeth into the first piece of food they could get their hands on.

Lily and Buffy sighed. Men. Always thinking with their stomachs.

"Morning," Remus said, and smiled back.

Well, most of them, anyway...

"So, what do you guys have first?" Lily asked.

"Transfiguration."

"Oh, us too!" Buffy said cheerily, and Sirius raised his eyebrow.

"In an awfully good mood today, are we?"

"Oh, what can I say? Lily and I had a very interesting conversation this morning..." Buffy said smugly, and gave James a look out of the corner of her eye.

James looked up, and Lily felt how her face started to heat up.

"What?"

"Nothing...girl talk," Lily said hurriedly.

"Oh." James shrugged, and bit into his fifth sandwich in less thanthree minutes.

"Umm...James?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you hungry or something?" Lily asked with a look at his food. His plate was barely visible under everything he'd loaded it up with.

"Oh, well...a man needs his food! You do realize we have our first Quidditch game in less than two weeks, and I need all the energy I can get? As a team-captain I have a certain responsibility!"

"And that is to win the years contest in 'eat-as-much-as-you-can without-throwing-up?'" Buffy smirked innocently.

"Haha, really funny. Sirius is eating just as much as I am! And so is Peter!"

"Hey, don't drag me into this mate!" Sirius protested, and Buffy laughed, before turning to Remus.

"You're not hungry today either?"

Remus blushed, but smiled.

"Not really. The transformation is really exhausting, and I don't really get hungry until a day or two later."

Buffy watched him sternly.

"Eat. I command you. How do you think you're going to have strength to transform, do homework, go to class, and other stuff without eating?"

Remus sighed, but stretched out his hand towards...

"...A YOGURT? That's it? You're only going to have a YOGURT? No wonder you're so thin! And pale! And tired!"

Remus looked horrified by Buffy's exclamations, and felt himself beginto blush. The remaining students in the hall turned to them curiously to see what the fuss was about.

"Buffy..."

James and Sirius laughed.

"Give it up, mate. She'll win."

Buffy smiled brightly.

"Umm...Buffy?" Lily asked.

"Uh-hu?" Buffy said cheerily.

"Just a question: How many cups of coffee did you have this morning?"

Buffy blinked, and stared at her dumbly.

"I don't know...a lot? Coffee's good."

James and Sirius snickered, and Remus sighed. That explained it. He had a feeling they would have to deal with a very caffeine-high Buffy today...and in a transfiguration classwith a stern Professor McGonagall...well, that wasn't likely to be a good thing.


The marauders (plus Buffy and Lily) stumbled into the Transfigurations classroom with less than five seconds to spare. Professor McGonagall made a disapproving clucking sound with her tongue, reminding Buffy of Giles.

"Sorry, Professor," Lily panted, and Professor McGonagall sighed.

"It's alright, no harm done. But I must ask you to come a little bit earlier next time."

"We promise."

They started to pick up their books.

"Read page one hundred and fifty three to page one hundred and sixty. Take notes, and then follow...yes, miss Summers?"

Buffy had raised her hand.

"Do you have a pencil? And a real pencil. 'Cause these feather things don't work for me. It's too carbon-dated. Once, I told Giles that you can see the difference between - "

Remus groaned and buried his face in his hands. The nightmare had already started.

" - Miss Summers! It is not my job to make sure you have your material with you to this class. If you can't use the quill, you should have brought a pencil instead. Or you could transfigure the quill into a pencil. You are a witch, after all. Two points from Gryffindor for interrupting the class with ridiculous questions."

Buffy looked like she wanted to say something more, but Lily hastily covered her mouth and gave McGonagall a bright smile.

"Behave," she hissed in Buffy's ear through her gritted teeth.

"But Lily," Buffy wined. "I don't know how to use this stupid stick yet."

Everyone turned to stare at Buffy. She was a seventh year and didn't know how to use her wand?

Remus groaned again. This day screamed 'disaster', and it had barely started yet.

"Buffy, you do, remember? You used it yesterday," Lily lied. "I know you're tired, and cranky, and you barely slept last night, but you could at least try."

"I did not...mph!" Lily had covered her mouth again.

"Please!" Lily hissed.

"Fine!" Buffy snapped and picked up her wand. Then she complained again.

"I don't know the spelly-thingy...!"

Now, Professor McGonagall walked over to them.

"Miss Summers, you don't need a spell for that. Just think about how you want to change the feather. Didn't they teach you anything at Salem institute?" (Professor Dumbledore had told all the students and the teachers that Buffy was an exchange student from Salem institute in America, to avoid further questions.)

Remus decided to jump in this time to save them from another disaster. (He had a feeling Buffy would have forgotten all about her new personality in her caffeine-high condition)

"Buffy means that she doesn't remember the spell - at Salem, they learned to use spells to every transformation to give the students a structure in their magic... it is simpler to learn that way."

"Yes, I know that, Lupin. But that is only supposed to help witches and wizards with almost no training -from sixth year and up, you use non-verbal spells."

"Well, you know, Americans. Think they're better than everyone," Remus said nervously, and witha shaky smile.This earned a smack on the head from Buffy.

"Hey!"

"Miss Summers!" Professor McGonagall looked really shocked now.

"I must say I am very upset over your behavior. Five points from Gryffindor, and I expect you to Transfigure that quill into a pencil now. Spell or no spell."

"Do it!" Lily hissed.

Buffy blinked, but lifted her wand.

The marauders gave each other horrified looks, before taking cover under the table. Buffy hadn't ever done Transfiguration before, and in her unfocused condition...well, whatever the result was, it couldn't be good.

"Mr. Lupin! Mr. Pettigrew! Mr. Potter! Mr. Black! I am very..."

Professor McGonagall didn't have time to finish her sentence, because Buffy had already done a swish with her wand and pointed it at the quill. Their was a loud explosion, and everyone screamed. The entire room was filled with pencils with small wings (think the Snitch, but a pencil instead of a ball) flying around, threatening to poke someone's eye out. The walls was covered with ink, and every now and then, there was small explosions from the 'flying pensnitches'. (James' name for them afterwards)

The smoke eased, and you could see Buffy, sitting like nothing happened, with a perfect pencil in her hand.

"I did it! I did it! I did it!" She said happily -obviously she hadn't noticed the side-effect of her Transfiguration. She hugged the pencil hard towards her chest, like it was her dearest property, and looked up...and burst out laughing. Professor McGonagall was still standing in front of her, but now, she was covered from head to toe in ink and feathers. The entire situation would have been very funny, if it wasn't for that side-effect. Everyone in the room held their breaths.

"MISS SUMMERS, MISS EVANS, MR. POTTER, MR. LUPIN, MR. BLACK AND MR. PETTIGREW: DETENTION AND ONEHUNDRED POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR! EVERYBODY, OUT! CLASS DISMISSED!"

No one was surprised when the events of the disastrous Transfiguration lesson was over the entire castle before lunchtime.



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