Out of the Blue

Chapter 11 – Eliza the Mort.

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


By lunchtime, Buffy's disastrous transfiguration attempt was out all over the castle, and therefore, was the center of every chatting student while they ate.

Buffy felt like an idiot, since she no longer was under 'the caffeine's hold', and fully aware of what she'd been doing.

"I'll never drink coffee ever again!" She said, moaning. "This reminds me of when I was under a spell because of an evil witch at Sunnydale high, and I acted like a drunk - I made a complete fool out of myself, and was kicked out of the cheerleader squad!"

Sirius spit out his pumpkin juice.

"You were a cheerleader!"

Buffy rolled her eyes.

"Yes, so?"

He snickered, and Buffy slapped him playfully on the arm.

"There's nothing wrong with cheerleaders! If you're not named Cordelia - although I think shewas on her wayto grow up..."

"Who's Cordelia?" Remus wondered.

Buffy giggled. "Cordelia. Cordy. The ice-queen. Queen C. The most popular, rich, and snobby person I've ever had the pleasure to meet. If you don't count myself."

"You were snobby?" Lily sounded surprised. "You don't seem the type."

Buffy laughed.

"Oh, believe me when I say I was awful, and snobby, alright? Popular girl, prom queen, captain of the cheerleading squad...this was in LA, of course, before I was called."

"What made you change?" Remus wondered, and Buffy smiled sadly.

"Well...finding out you're a Slayer and destined to save the world everyday does that to you...let's just say I had to grow up a lot faster than anyone should have to." She said this really quietly so no one at the table besides the marauders could hear. When she was done, she lapsed into silence, and Remus cursed himself for reminding Buffy about her life before she came to Hogwarts.

James decided to break the silence.

"Oh, Buffy, I almost forgot," he said, and picked something up from his bag.

"Here! It's one of your 'flying pensnitches!'"

Buffy glared at him, and snapped it out of his hand.

"Ha ha, really funny. Are you ever gonna let that go?" James and Sirius gave each other identical grins.

"No way!"

Buffy sighed.

"I was afraid so..."

Suddenly, the doors opened, and everyone turned to look at whoever had entered.

Professor Dumbledore stood up, and clapped his hands to get everyone's attention, and the hall fell silent.

"I would like to introduce Miss Eliza de Mort. Miss de Mort comes from France, and has attended Beauxbatons school of witchcraft and wizardry, but has decided to finish her seventh year here at Hogwarts. I hope you will make her feel very welcome, and if the Head boy and Head girl will stay behind after lunch, you will have the honorof showing her around our school before the afternoon classes. Miss de Mort has already been sorted into Gryffindor, and will therefore join the Gryffindor house."

James blinked. A new student? Why hadn't he been more informed? Lily looked just as confused: If they (she and James) were to 'take care of the her', why hadn't they been warned beforehand?

"De Mort...de Mort..." Remus mumbled.

"What?" Buffy asked.

"I think I've heard that name before...I just can't place it."

"Well, you should have," Lily said. "The de Mort family is one of the eldest and most respectable pureblood wizard families in Britain."

"Oh, please don't tell me we'll get a muggle-hater in our house!" Sirius complained.

"Well...I guess there's a risk. From what I've heard, and read, the de Morts are big supporters of Voldemort."

Sirius moaned. "Please no..."

"Hello," someone said from behind him, and Sirius jumped high in his seat.

"Bloody hell! Don't sneak up on people like that!" He hissed, and clutched his heart, before turning around. And blinked. Behind him stood the girl from Beauxbatons.

"Uh...hi." 'Shit. What if she heard what we were saying...?'

The girl smiled.

"Hi. This is the Gryffindor table, is it not?"

"Oh, yeah..." Sirius said, and blinked again. Muggle-hater or not, the girl was pretty. Really pretty. She had raven colored hair that fell past her shoulders, and was slightly curly at the ends. Her eyes had a clear, dark blue - like deep pools of water in the middle of the night.

"So...can I sit down?" She asked, with a small smile playing on her lips.

"Go ahead..." Sirius murmured, still staring into her eyes. Lily rolled her eyes.

"Sirius, I think you should take that as a hint to move a bit, so she can sit down." She said.

"What? Oh, yeah...!" Sirius seemed to wake up out of his trance, and moved a bit to the left, so Eliza could squeeze in.

"Thanks."

"So...you're from Beauxbatons?" Lily said. "I've read all about it of course. France..." she sighed. "It's a beautiful country, isn't it?"

Eliza nodded. "Yes, but I like England better."

"You speak very good English- for being from France, I mean." Remus said, and Eliza laughed a bit.

"Yes...I should. I'm born here, after all."

"Why did you move? I mean, attend Beauxbatons instead of Hogwarts...? Hogwarts is supposed to be the better school...?"

"It seemed best at the moment..." Eliza said vaguely. "And my parents wanted me to go there, so I didn't have much of a choice..."

"Your parents?" Lily asked. "Who are they?"

Eliza suddenly became very interested at her plate.

"You know, I never got your names," she looked up and turned to Sirius.

"Oh, sorry! I'm Sirius Black."

"Black? I think I've heard of that name..."

Sirius snorted. "No big surprise there. Big gits, whole lot of 'em."

Eliza laughed. "Yeah, I feel that about my father too..." She suddenly grew really quiet.

Sirius looked surprised. Maybe he had more in common with the girl than he thought. He studied her silent face for a moment, but when she looked up, she was smiling again.

"What about you?" She asked Lily.

"I'm Lily, Lily Evans." Lily introduced herself.

"Hi! Evans...it doesn't sound very...magical?" Eliza tried. Lily gave her a long look, her eyes never leaving Eliza's, searching for any reaction.

"Well, it isn't. I'm muggle-born."

"Oh! Well, that explains it then! Nice to meet you too!" Eliza seemed to lit up, and for a moment, Lily felt confused. Was Eliza okay with muggle-borns? Or was it an act?

Lily smiled a bit.

"Well, I've always been interested in muggles, of course. I wanted to study them at Beauxbatons, but my fath..." she stopped. "I mean, it wasn't an existing subject...I thought I could take it here at Hogwarts instead."

"Right..." James said slowly. He was slowly starting to become a bit suspicious, but more confused by the new student. Eliza didn't seem very prejudiced, and James could have sworn she'd been going to say 'but my father didn't want me to take it', before she stopped herself. Maybe Eliza's situation was a bit like Sirius'?

"And you are?"

"Oh, James Potter."

"Hi." Eliza smiled, but didn't react further to James' name. "And you?" she turned to Peter, who stared goggle eyed at the black-haired witch in front of him.

"P-Peter P-Pettigrew," he finally stammered.

"A pleasure." She turned to Remus, and Buffy suddenly found herself feel very possessive over her not-boyfriend, but really want-to-be-boyfriend. She narrowed her eyes at Eliza from behind Remus back, like she was only looking for the slightest sign that she was interested in Remus, and therefore, would have a reason to kick her ass.

"Remus Lupin," Remus said, and Eliza smiled again.

"Hi to you too."

Remus watched her closely for a moment.

"I recognize you from somewhere," he said slowly. "Are you sure we haven't met?"

Eliza blinked, and crooked her head to look at Remus more closely. Buffy's eyes narrowed even more, and she put a protective hand over Remus' shoulder.

'Why is he so interested in her?' She thought sourly.

"I don't think so," Eliza said, but smiled. Remus just nodded slowly, and sighed.

"I guess...I could have sworn it, though..."

Eliza now turned to Buffy, who'd immediately relaxed when Eliza didn't 'investigate' further when it came to Remus.

"I'm Buffy. Buffy Summers. I'm a transfer student from Salem institute in America," she lied, using the cover-up story Dumbledore had given her.

"Oh, hi! Salem, huh? I've heard of it, it's supposed to be very big, isn't it? And have all sorts of secret rooms and passages? I've heard it was a big center of a war during the 1800's. Is that true?"

Buffy felt panic starting to rise.

"Umm...well, it's nothing compared to Hogwarts. As for secret rooms...well, I've never found any. And the war-thing- well, let's just say I'm not a very big listener when it comes to history."

'Good job, Buffy.' Buffy as very pleased with herself - she couldn't find anything wrong or suspiscious about that answer.

"Oh." Eliza's face fell a bit, then she smiled again.

"Alright then, those were the introductions. Any questions?"


The hall was fast becoming empty, and soon, the only ones left were Buffy, Remus, Sirius, Eliza, Lily and James.

Dumbledore walked up to them.

"Miss de Mort. I see you've already made some friends?" Eliza nodded. "Yes, everyone's really nice."

"Good, good. I have your schedule here," he reached her a bit of parchment. "And there is now place for you in Miss Summers and Evans room."

Lily frowned a bit.

"What about Sandra and Zanna? It's going to be very tight if there's going to be five beds in there...although I guess we could use a charm on the dorm..."

"Oh, no worries," Dumbledore assured her."The Blake sisters have been moved to their own dormitory after some complaints about not be able to sleep at night."

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled, and Lily and Buffy grew red.

"Miss Evans, Mr Potter. I trust you will make sure Miss de Mort will feel welcomed and does not get lost."

James nodded.

"Of course. Just one question."

"Yes?"

"Why weren't we informed earlier? So we could be prepared?"

Dumbledore's eyes seemed to darken a bit, and beside Sirius, Eliza stiffened.

"It was a very short notice, I know, but it was decided very quickly. If you want to know the reasoning behind it, I am sure Miss de Mort will tell you sooner or later."

There was something in Dumbledore's voice that made James realize he should ask no further questions, or press the matter, so he just nodded in acceptance.


"De Mort..." Lily said, and turned to Eliza. She and James were showing Eliza around the castle, and had been chattering idly the last hour, about pretty much everything, although Eliza had become a shell every time they asked something 'too' personal.

"Mort...doesn't that mean 'death' in french?" She asked, and Eliza nodded.

"Yes, it does. I hate it - it doesn't sound very nice, does it? But it's my name, and I can't change it, no matter how muchI want to. It's a family name, and is supposed to show that the person who's named it, is from a powerful bloodline. Stupid, really."

Eliza shrugged, and then grew quiet again, like she felt she'd said too much. Lily was fast becoming really curious on Eliza de Mort. Who was she really?


"What do you think about the new girl, then?" Sirius asked casually on their way to Defense Against the Dark Arts that afternoon.

"She's nice. But very...secretive. She's hiding something. And I'm sure I've seen her somewhere, if only just a glimpse. Anyway, there's definitely something she's not telling us." Remus stated, and Sirius smirked.

"You'd know all about secrets, wouldn't you?"

Remus rolled his eyes. "Shut it Padfoot. You must have noticed it too. She gets all quiet whenever you mention her family, or ask a 'personal' question."

"Well, maybe she doesn't like it when people pry!" Sirius said, and James smirked.

"You've never respected peoples personal lives before. What changed?"

This earned a smack on the head, and James laughed.

"Seriously though. She is hiding something, even you must see that."

Sirius shrugged.

"Whatever it is, it seems like Dumbledore knows. I wouldn't worry." He yawned, and James and Remus grinned.

"You've got a crush on her." James stated, and Sirius froze.

"What?"

"You've got a crush on Eliza," James said, a big smirk on his face. Sirius scowled.

"I do not have a crush on Eliza, or any girl! Sirius Black does not get crushes: Girls get crushes on me!"

Remus and James just snickered.

"Whatever you say, Padfoot, whatever you say..."


A/N: Tell me what you think about this chapter...more (Eliza) to come in the next...which will has some...ehrm...action. Or something like that. I guess you can call it angst. And torture. And stuff...you'll just have to see for yourselves. Byes, and please, REVIEW!

/Ida