Out of the Blue

Chapter 12 – Riddikulus.

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


"Alright everybody! Welcome to the Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson. For some, it is the fourth, for others, the first." The teacher, Professor Malzcovitz, gave Buffy and Eliza a look.

"As you all know, this is your last year at Hogwarts, and therefore, also your NEWT year. We will start on some new subjects, of course, but we will also have a review ofold subjects from earlier years. For this lesson, I've brought a Boggart. Can anyone tell me what that is? Yes, Miss Evans?"

"A Boggart is a shape shifter. It takes the form of what we fear most of all."

"Excellent. Five points to Gryffindor. There is only one way to defeat a Boggart. And what is that? Miss Summers?"

Buffy froze. Shit.

"Ehrm...we never studied Boggarts at Salem." She lied. The professor blinked.

"Never studied...? I hate to say it, Miss Summers, but your school seems like it isn't very good. Even if it is supposed to."

"Well, guess rumors are exaggerated," Buffy shrugged.

Professor Malzcovitz sighed.

"Anyone else? Yes, Miss de Mort?"

"Laughter. The way to defeat a Boggart is to use the 'Riddikulus'-charm, which forces the creature to take on a silly appearance."

"Very good. Another five points. Now, who wants to go first?"

They took turns facing the Boggart. Buffy felt really nervous...she had a feeling she knew what herBoggartwould be...and it wouldn't be pretty, and would probably lead to many questionsshe was not yet ready to asnwer...She watched the person standing in front of the Boggart, and was surprised to see a silver orb. Then she saw who was facing it - Remus. The orb was a full moon. Of course.

BANG. The moon turned into an apple, which started to dance around.

Next person was Peter. The apple turned into his friends, who teased him, and made fun of him.

"R-riddikulus!" BANG. The marauders turned into chickens, picking on each other.

Next person was James. BANG. In front of him hung the Dark Mark, soaring, seemingly laughing. The students gasped.

"Riddikulus!"

BANG. The Dark Mark turned into his mother, laying dead at the floor. James felt all color drain from his face.

"R-riddikulus!" BANG. His mother turned into his father, blood everywhere. James felt panic starting to rise. Why wasn't it working? It always worked!

"Riddikulus!" BANG. Lily's lifeless eyes was turned up against him.

James stood in shock. This wasn't funny anymore.

"Riddikulus!" Sirius had pushed him aside. BANG. Lily turned into Mrs. Black, her screams echoing through the classroom.

"MUDBLOODS! HALF-BREEDS! FILTH! DISGRACE TO THE BLACK FAM...!"

BANG.

His mother turned into a clown. Sirius moved aside, to let next student take over. He watched James worriedly. His friend looked like he was going to pass out.

"You okay?"

"Y-yeah..."

He suddenly say Lily staring at him, wide-eyed. Then it was her turn.

BANG. The Boggart to the form of a thin, tall woman, with long neck, and blazing eyes.

"FREAK!" The woman said. "You are a freak! Why our parents love you, I'll never know! I hate you!"

James stared, wondering who she was...she sure was ugly.

"Riddikulus!"

BANG. Petunia turned into a doll. "Mummy!"

Then, it was Buffy's turn.

BANG. The doll turned into the dark picture of Angelus.

"Hello, lover," he hissed, and Buffy's eyes widened. Even if she had been prepared, it was still horrible. She swallowed, and her eyes narrowed. It was just a Boggart, she told herself. The real Angelus was dead - Buffy had killed him. He was gone.

"Now that's everything, huh?" The Boggart said. "No weapons, no friends, no hope...what's left?" He chuckled, and Buffy took a deep breath. She had already watched this once before, during her sorting - and she had told herself she would let it go. It was all in the past. So why was she feeling so vulnerable? Then, Angelus turned into his vampire-face, and he smiled cruelly.

"You did it, Buffy. You killed me. So how does it feel?"

Buffy finally snapped out of it. He was right. The Boggart was right - Angel was dead. So why the Hell was she standing here like an idiot?

"Riddikulus!" Buffy screamed, and Angel turned into dust. The marauders gave Buffy worried looks, but she ignored them, and left place for Eliza, who stepped forwards.

BANG.

The dust turned intoa man, holding a whip, and Eliza's eyes widened in shock, as she recognized the man as her father.

No. He was not supposed to be here.

Go away.

Her father let the whip fall at the floor, and the sound echoed through the room. The students whispered curiously. Who was he?

"ELIZA! WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU?" The man roared. "HAVE I TAUGHT YOU NOTHING! IT SEEMS LIKE I HAVE TO USE SOMETHING ELSE TO MAKE YOU SEE THE ERROR OF YOUR WAYS!" The whip fell again. Elizas eyes was wide, as she stared at the face of her father...her monster. Suddenly, a knife appeared in his hand. The knife was full of blood.

Basement. Cold. Pain. Blood. Make it stop.

"THIS IS YOUR FAULT, ELIZA!"

My fault?

"R-ridikulus..." she said shakily. BANG.

Her father turned into her mother, watching her. Covered in blood, face scared, eyes hollow.

Blood. Pain. Scars. So wrong.

"Look what happened to me, Eliza," her mother hissed. "All your fault. Look what you did. You ran away. Stood aside. Let it happen. You could have stopped it. You are nothing but a disgrace. Traitor."

Disgrace. Traitor. My fault?

"R-riddikulus."

Please, let it stop...

BANG. There was her father again, wand in his hand, a maniac smile on his face.

"Your fault, Eliza. All your fault. You are a disgrace." Her father hissed, and then lifted his wand.

"AVADE KED - "

" - RIDDIKULUS!"

BANG.

Her father turned into a peal of smoke. Professor Malzcovitz stood there, wide-eyed, holding his wand, breathing heavily.

Eliza was shaking. Then she ran out of the classroom, not hearing her classmates calling after her to stop.


"What was that all about?" Sirius wondered. "Eliza was scared. Really scared."

"I don't know. It was horrible! Hell, I was scared, and it wasn't even my Boggart." Lily said.

"You think it was her family?" Buffy asked.

"Possibly. But then it really is horrible. Think it has happened?"

"What do you mean? That her father...murdered someone?" James said in a hushed voice.

"I guess we can look into it. So, Buffy, what was your Boggart all about?"Remus asked, now looking worried. Buffy swore inwardly. She had hoped they would have forgotten all about it.

"Oh, that. It was nothing," she tried to assure him, but Remus didn't look like he believed her, and neither did the others.

"Then why were you afraid of him?" Lily asked. "It was a vampire, wasn't it? And I'm sure I've seen him somwhere..."

Buffy froze. Angelus existed in this world too?

She gave them a smile, hoping it looked convincing.

"As I said - it was nothing. Just a bad memory."

She looked away, lost in thought. 'A very bad memory...'


Eliza sat in her dorm, staring at the wall. Her tears had since long stopped falling.

Why can't you ever leave me alone? Why?

I left you behind me. Why did you came back?

"Hi." She jumped, and saw Lily standing in the doorway.

"Oh, hi."

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine."

"Right..." Lily didn't look like she believed her.

"What was your Boggart?" She asked.

"What?"

"Your Boggart. Who were they?" Lily wondered.

"They were my parents. It...it was from a nightmare I had once."

"Oh." Lily still didn't look convinced.

"Was theresomething else?" Eliza knew she was rude.

"N-no." Lily looked startled.

"Good." Silence.

"Does James fancy you?" Eliza asked casually, wishing to change subject.

Lily grew red.

"He thinks he does."

Eliza smirked.

"It seems like he cares about you."

Lily flushed even more.


Buffy walked into the library, looking through the shelves after...well, she wasn't sure after what, exactly. Then, she suddenly found it.

'The Scourge of Europe - the living dead.'

She took out the book, and sat down and started to read. Her eyes started to fill with tears. Angelus did exist here as well. And so did Darla, and Drusilla and Spike.

Apparently, Darla had been sired by the Master, just like in her world, and had sired Angel as well, also like in her world. But the thing different was that Angelus had killed the Master, because he had been jealous of Darla's close friendship with him. Darla had been mad at first, because Angelus killed her 'father' and mentor, but then the anger turned into proudness. After all, killing the oldest vampire in history was very impressive.

Darla and Angel had conquered Europe, bringing destruction everywhere, and with time, Angelus found Drusilla, who was something of a seer, just like in Buffy's world. He had driven her mad, before turning her, and she'd joined them on their travel. Soon, she stumbled upon William 'the Bloody', and she turned him, wanting her own playmate, just like Darla had Angelus. Together, the four had kept destroying the world, until Darla gave Angelus a present - a gypsy girl. When he killed her, the girl's clan had been devasted, and the girl's father, the clans leader, had cursed Angelus with a soul.

Here, Buffy had to stop reading, because she was crying so hard. Everything had happened just like in her world! And what if Angel still was alive? She kept reading.

Angelus had slowly turned crazy from the pain and guilt he felt from his crimes, and he had been unable to take it. He had gone up to a mountain, and waited until the sun rose, and turned him into ash.

Buffy stopped reading again. So he was dead in this world as well. She wasn't sure how she felt about that...but somehow, it made things easier, knowing he wouldn't enter her life again, not now, not ever. Not in this world, or in hers. It was like she finally had a closure of some sort.She kept reading, wondering what happened with Darla, Spike and Drusilla.

Darla, who'd thrown Angel out when she realized he'd been cursed with a soul, now started to feel guilt of what she'd done, thinking he might have still been alive if she hadn't. She had left Spike and Drusilla, and started a life on her own, with new playmates, but apparently, none of them had been anything like the viscious Angelus, and she hadn't been satisfied. Her life wasn't fun anymore, now when both her Master, and playmate were gone. Not even the killing was satisfying anymore. Her life - if it was a life - had been cut in a half.

After killing an entire village out of rage, she'd become hunted, and cornered by distant relatives to her victims. She had been outnumbered, and burned at the stake, as a payment for her crimes.

Spike and Drusilla had been very happy with eachother, until Spike had started to make deals with humans - how ironic, Buffy thought, since in her world, he had made a deal with her - not that he'd kept it. The reason for it was unknown, but Drusilla hadn't been very pleased, and had left him for a fungus demon. Spike had been devasted, and did almost everything to get his lover and sire back, but to no use. Eventually, he went to a legendary demon, and asked him to get him his lover back. The demon said he had to pass several tests to get what he wanted, and Spike agreed to the terms. He'd failed, and had died at the last task.

Drusilla had, when the news of her ex-lover's dead reached her, gone if possible, even more crazy than before. The fungus-demon hadn't been able to deal, and had left her. Drusilla had had a vision of some sorts, and had staked herself. It was believed the vision was what had driven her to do it, because of it contents, although no one knew what it was.

Buffy closed the book with small sigh. So no one of the Scourge of Europe would bother her here...it was good to know.


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