And We're Off

by Xandra Z

Post-Chosen, Willow and Xander have been invited to teach at Hogwarts. The two best friends on a new mission to teach teenage witches and wizards the finer points of Defence Against the Dark Arts.

7. Chapter Seven

Disclaimer: These characters aren't mine. I wish they were but it just hasn't come true. JK Rowling and Joss Whedon still own them.

And We're Off (7/?)

Summary: Post- Chosen, Willow and Xander have been invited to teach at Hogwarts. The two best friends on a new mission to teach teenage witches and wizards the finer points of Defence Against the Dark Arts. Xander discovers something important about his past. (won't be for a while and i don't want to give it away)

Spoilers: Harry Potter books 1-5, Buffy 1-7 and maybe a couple of Angel references (sorry just happens).

Parings: Willow/?, Xander/?

Rated: PG-13, still not sure yet, may get higher. It's only 13 for my tendency for having people curse and drink a lot.

Chapter Comments: Sorry for the delay everybody. I didn't give up on this story, I like it too much. I just had a near nervous breakdown followed by a major case of writer's block. Oh it was terrible! I couldn't write at all, which meant writing a room full of people was even harder. Also a few points: I love Snape and Draco, don't worry things are hard on them now, things will get better. I actually do have a plan for this story.

Also no reason for the title it's just my favorite line from Annie Hall.

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Chapter 7: Those who can't do, teach; those who can't teach, teach gym

The Great Hall was loud with chatting teenagers trying to convey they're entire summers to they're friends. For now the Professors hadn't arrived yet, so the students where free to move about the room loudly and unreserved. Harry, Ron and Hermione walked to the Gryffindor table. "So you're both Prefects, what are we to expect from our new DADA professor?" Harry asked as they sat down.

"They didn't tell us." Hermione answered.

"Nothing could be as bad as last year." Groaned Ron. Then he was whacked in the arm "Ouch." he barked. "Ginny!"

Ginny was sitting next to them, her new shiny Prefect badge pinned to her robes. "Its bad luck, you git. Things can always be worse than before." She scolded him.

"You shouldn't be hitting me, you're a Prefect now."

"You're still my brother; I can hit you all you want." Molly Weasley had been very proud when her only daughter was made Prefect. She even got a new broom as a present, like Ron had.

"Hmm, that's strange." Hermione said as she looked up at the high table.

"What?"

"There is an extra seat at the table." She told them all.

"Only you would notice that." Ron said as the teachers started filing in.

Willow and Xander followed in with there colleagues into the hall. Willow looked out into the sea of students, and froze. "What?" Xander whispered to her.

"So many." She said almost completely shocked.

"Honey, you knew how many there would be." Xander tried to reassure her and got her moving to their chairs. The situation with Snape chair had been fixed; Xander and Willow had been moved to the other side of the table. They were now sandwiched between Hooch and McGonagall which suited them just fine. When Willow sat down she was alright again. "So what happens now?"

"The First years are sorted into there houses." Willow told him. She was in the chair closet to the center, with McGonagall's empty chair next to her.

"Are we the only teachers that have never been sorted?" Xander asked her.

"Probably not, you know with other schools and all. I kind of want to know where I'd be placed."

"Me too." Xander said staring out into the crowd. He noticed many students looking in there direction.

"We'll maybe sometime; you may try the hat on." Said Dumbledore leaning over the chair to speak to them. "The only time we sort our teachers however is when they will be talking over as head of houses."

It wasn't long before the students in the hall were quiet and seated and the first years were escorted in. The hat did a song about unity and though they maybe in separate houses they all needed each other.

"That old hat again." muttered Hooch, then to Xander, "It thinks it knows everything."

"Wow, I wonder which teacher it is?" Ron said looking up at the two new, young professors.

"The redhead any relation to you, Ron?" Asked Seamus good-naturedly.

"Not every person with red hair is related to us." Slightly offended.

"Oh, no." Said Neville to himself as he looked up at the table.

"What is it?" Ginny asked him.

"Nothing." He buried his face in his hands.

The first years were sorted and went on to their prospective house tables. Dumbledore quieted the ever more restless room. "I would like to welcome all of our new students and our returning ones. As always the Forbidden Forest is off limits. And with what has become a new tradition in the past few years: I would like to introduce the new Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. With the rough times ahead of us we have decided to take on two Professors for the job: Rosenberg," Willow stood up, "and Harris." Xander rose up next to here. "They are Watchers and come to us from the Hellmouth." There were gasps and then cheers, also a couple of whistles. They waved down at the students with friendly smiles on their faces.

"Watchers?" Hermione said in disbelief. "I can't believe it."

"I wonder if any of them know the Slayer." Ron said with equal excitement.

"Of course they do." Hermione said matter-of-factly. "Remember in the Daily Prophet they said that a bunch of watchers with the Slayer that shut down the Hellmouth."

"Who or what is a Slayer?" Harry interrupted.

"Oh, the Vampire Slayer. She's been in the news a lot. All this defying fate and breaking the rules of her trade." Hermione spouted off as if he knew, until she realized he was confused. "Honestly, I sent you all the articles, don't you read them?"

"The clippings?" Harry questioned.

"Yeah." She confirmed.

"I thought it was some kind of story."

"Well I guess you might, we haven't officially learned about Hellmouths and Slayers, yet. I've done some reading but it's mostly in the restricted section. This could be a really exciting year. I wonder how much they know about"

The new professors sat down and Dumbledore continued with the start of term announcements. Xander wasn't paying attention, he was scanning the crowd. He just assumed that it was already stuff he knew. Once Dumbledore had started the feast Madam Hooch started pointing out choice students to Xander and Willow. "Well there not too many trouble makers in Ravenclaw. Luna is a bit off but very dear." Madam Hooch seemed to know everything about everybody, spoke frankly about it all. "Now in Gryffindor you got your troublemaker/heroes." She pointed them out, "Now Ginny and Harry are going to have a battle ahead of them for Seeker on the house team." She went on about their sports ability before moving to the next table and the next. "Another one you might want to watch out for is Mr. Malfoy."

Xander and Willow looked to the student she was referring too. He sandwich between to thug-like students, was hunched over his plate barely eating. "Now that kid looks like Spike." Xander said trying not to stare.

"Uh huh." Willow agreed.

"He's already gonna have it tough this year. His father was carted off to Azkaban before the summer break; it can't be easy on him."

The meal went on that way; they talked with the other Professors who they hadn't really seen all together since their first night. This time, however, the conversation was more guarded and Xander and Willow kept getting distracted by the stares they got every so often from the students. They could pick out little bits of their conversations. One of the things Willow overheard made her burst out in laughter. Xander instinctive laughed even though he didn't know why. "Why?" he asked her quietly. She leaned over and whispered in his ear. He laughed again drawing lots more attention they he intended.

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Willow walked into the bathroom, Xander was already in there brushing his teeth. "So big day tomorrow." She asked him picking up her hair brush and running it through her hair a couple of times.

"Yep, and it's gonna be a long one too. How many classes do we have?"

"Uh, five. No six." She quickly corrected, waiting for him to be done with the sink.
Xander started to wash his faced but moved away from the sink so she could use it.

"Thanks." She took his place.

"So I keep forgetting to ask, what's with you're mom sending all those letters. I mean she's talking to you more now than she did when you lived at home."

"Oh, Mom started working on this study about how children after college nowadays are needed the support of their parents, like more in financial support and finding a job. I think she's place me in statistical group and now feels bad about the last study she followed."

"The stake burning?"

"No. 'She's an adult and needs to be out in the world by herself to keep motivated' study."

"Ah. That one. Ah my parents followed that for years. Where do they think we are anyway? Your parents, I mean."

"Not working at School for Wizards that's for sure. They know it's a school but they think I'm an assistant teacher."

"What about me?"

"Well, I left that open." She said cautiously. "You might have just come with me to tag along or you might be teaching woodshop." She said now rinsing out her mouth.

"Ah, thanks." Xander shrugged, and waited for her to be finished.

"By the way, what's with everyone thinking we're married?" She said now washing her face.

"You know, we're always with each other and comfortable. Like now for example." He pointed out how they managed to share the sink with perfect harmony.

"I guess so." Willow said thinking. "You know it's all you're fault. If you hadn't said we were 'doomed' we could have already had normal relationship." She blamed him, leading them into Xander's room.

"Well it was an observation, it's not my fault it turned out to be right."

"I'm blaming you, anyway. Maybe we should just enter into one of those 'when we turn forty' pacts." She said as she turned down the bed. She didn't know how it was happening but Hogwarts seemed to have maid service, everyday, always while they were out the rooms they would clean themselves.

"Like at forty if we're still alone, we marry each other." Xander picked up the mess he had recently made in his room. He only did it because Willow was there.

"Yeah why not?"

"There is the fact that you wouldn't" he stopped talking.

"I wouldn't what oh sex! We can worry about that then." She laughed, and let the conversation fade.

Xander got into his side of the bed. "I can't believe people our putting the education of children into our hands."

"We'll as I've been saying since day one," Willow put a book down on what had become her night table, "the Wizarding world is weird."

"You're gonna read?" Upset.

"You're gonna sleep?" she got into bed. "Don't worry it's just for when you wake me up when you get up to go running." She joked as got into bed. The lights were turned off and they each got comfortable on their sides of the bed.

"You know, Will, maybe the fact that we have been sleeping in the same bed since we got here, would give people the wrong impression."

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The Gryffindors were torn about looking forward to their first class. There were general worries about the new year and teachers, also that they were paired up with Slytherin. Neville kept moaning something about wanting to die.

"Whoa!" Said Ron as he entered the classroom. Granted this classroom changed every year but he had never seen one so personal. There were pictures up everywhere with captions saying what the enemy was and what weapon was used to defeat it. The students we're distracted from taking their seats, well everyone except Draco. He just took his seat and waited. No one noticed when the Professors coming down the stairs.

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Willow picked up the pile of papers on her desk, well their desk as Xander pointed out every time. She checked the syllabuses to make sure they were the correct one for their first class. Xander looked up at the clock. "So do we want to be early, right on time or casually late?"

"Right on time." Willow said her nervousness evident.

"You're going to be fine." He said stalwartly, she always got this way before she did anything. "You just need to get down there and start."

She nodded and Xander grabbed the others papers, following her down the staircase. He watched as the teenagers looked around. He waited until they were closer to the bottom to announce their presence. "Good morning." He called with a smile and all the lingering students rushed to their desk. Xander glanced at his watch. "No hurry, you still have a minute before we start." He laughed. Willow remained quiet but smiling.

Xander looked out at the students, who were getting ready for class to begin. He recognized a few faces from last night. The class was Slytherins and Gryffindors, from what he had heard: a difficult pairing. Actually, he was looking for Harry Potter, the one he had heard so much about. He was curious but he didn't get a good look at him at dinner. He seemed to be the 'Buffy' of Hogwarts but Xander kept getting distracted by the 'Spike' of Hogwarts: Draco Malfoy. He didn't seem interested in anything, just sat at his desk and pouted.

"Well, we should get started." Willow said at the exact time class was to start; she handed off the papers to Xander. "As you already know we're your new DADA Professors." Willow comfortably even with all eyes on her.

"And only after we accepted the position did we find out that teachers in this position only lasted a year." Xander interrupted good-naturedly as he handed out the papers.

Willow ignored him and continued. "I'm Rosenberg, he's Harris and if you didn't notice we're Americans. Also I want to make it clear, we are not bother and sister, we are not married, we have just been friends for a very long time. Xand- Professor Harris," She corrected, that was gonna be hard to get used to, "is handing out the course syllabus. Please look over it as I take attendance. If there are any questions, please wait until I'm done." Willow picked up the list. "If I pronounce your name wrong please correct me." She went through the list, trying to pay attention to who was who.

Xander walked through the isles to pass them out the sheets and was taken aback when he saw the face of the dark haired boy sitting in the back row. "Hi," He said so only he could hear, "Neville, right?" Xander smiled, hoping the tense boy would be at ease.

"Heello, Professor." He said turning away.

"Well I'm glad our collusion didn't give you a concussion." He handed him the sheet, hoping that the boy would take a deep breath. Xander returned to his spot next to Willow. He sat down on top of the desk. He waited out the rest of the role call.

"Weasley, Ronald." Was the last name on the list. "Well," Willow cast the sheet aside, "Since it's the first day and first class we're gonna take it slow, as you have already have read on the syllabus today is mostly an introduction and Q&A session." Willow paced back and forth in front of the room. "First we'll go over what our goals for this year. We hope to equip you with our wisdom and knowledge in fight the forces of the Dark Arts. As you are now sixth years, there is an emphasis on Vampires, Demons and other inter-dimensional creatures, which is actually our specialty-"

"Oh and before we forget," Xander interrupted, "it has been pointed up to us several times that we talk-use words that might be strange, confusing or made up. If this happens just ask and we'll elaborate."

Willow nodded then continued, "Since most of what we will be teaching by experience and hands on training with spells. The text book is more of a reference." Some of the students cheered.

"And I'm not sure about any demons but we can probably get a Slayer or two to visit." Xander added.

"Or even maybe a vampire." Willow said, making some of the students laughed.

"Who?" Xander asked softly, pretending the students couldn't hear him.

"Maybe Angel will visit." She said back to him.

"And how many times has he lots his soul now?"

"We'll talk about it later." Willow turned back to the students. "So we've sort of strayed from the introduction. We kind of new at this and this is our first class so"

"So if any of you have any burning questions feel free to ask." He had barely got the words before one of the students had raised her hand. He smiled, "Yes Harmony?"

"Hermione." Willow corrected for him.

"Ganger." Hermione added, not seeming to mind the butchering of her first name. "I was wondering, how long the two of you lived on the Hellmouth for?" She had her quill over her parchment ready to take down notes.

"We were both born there." Willow answered. "But we didn't know about the Hellmouth until we were fifteen and the Slayer came to town."

"She's the blond girl in all those pictures." Xander pointed out.

"So you really know the Slayer?" asked one of the other girls.

"Know her; we've both saved her life." Smiled Xander. The students started whisper to each other. "You'll probably hear about us talk about her a lot. And I'm not sure how many of you have been keeping up with the news but there is no longer just one Chosen One. Actually there hasn't been since she diedthe first time. But now there is a lot more of them out there."

"She died? But I thought you said she was still alive?" Asked Ron, loudly.

"She drowned when she was sixteen. She was only technology dead for a minute. Xander found her in time and preformed CPR and she was alive, again." Willow explained.

"CPR?"

"Cardiopulmonary resuscitation." Answered Hermione, not that it helped then look up at Willow and Xander, "How are there more Slayers now?"

"Oh, um."

"Professor Rosenberg did that by I'm still not sure what you did."

"I found a way to activate them. It was very complicated and I was able to tap into the original slayer magic and activated them all." Willow said trying not to act embarrassed.

"She's way too modest. She pulled off a big piece of magic mojo to save the world and she doesn't want any credit for it."

"The Slayers did most of the big stuff and then there was Spike."

"See what I mean." He spoke to the class with easy. Sideman that's was his job, that's what he was good at, that's what he was going to do.

There were a lot more questions. People asking about people in the pictures and how the final battle went down on the Hellmouth. They left out many details. Theses kids already had Voldemort to deal with, they didn't need to about the ultimate First Evil, just yet. Even the American Ministry didn't release that yet. If they ever planned too. Hermione continued to ask more and more questions about what happened to the point where they even had to edit what they did after they left the crater. They managed to tell the tale of their escape from the crater without mention the Post-Apocalyptic-Gathering filled with underage-Slayer drinking, Xander mourning, and Faith and Kennedy doing a drunken-synchronized strip tease in the middle of the lobby of the Hyperion Hotel.

"We slept." Said Willow pointedly. Hermione's hand went up again. "I think that's enough questions, Hermione." She said kindly, "I'm sure I'll have time to answer all of you're questions by the end of the year." Willow smiled, she liked her, Hermione reminded her of herself. "Let's give someone else a chance."

A hand was raised, this time a Slytherin girl, Millicent "It says on the syllabus that we are going to go through, weapons and physical fitness training?"

"Yes. You can't use your wands for everything." Said Xander. "They are easily dropped or broken. Sometimes you need to rely on your own strength. Plus, I'm sure you could stake a vamp with your wand, but if you don't have the strength to get it past the rib cage what good will it do?" Then he thought. "But I supposed there's that ball of Sunlight idea."

"Yes, but you don't need to rely fully on magic. We went a couple years without ever using magic." Supplied Willow.

"You mean you were living on the Hellmouth and your parents didn't insist you learn a simple 'apricor' charm?" Asked Draco, accusingly.

"Oh, our parents didn't use magic." Willow said with a smile.

"You mean your parents are Muggles?" Disgusted.

"Is that a problem?" Xander asked.

"You mean being taught Defense by a couple of Mudbloods?" He said snidely. There were gasps from all the students.

"Excuse me?" Shocked.

"I said, I don't think that we could be taught Defense against the Dark arts from a couple of filthy Mudbloods!"

"Detention!" Willow and Xander said together. During they're orientation, they went over rules of conduct and also where informed of words and phases that they might not have known, that would be considered derogatory.

"And if you don't think you can be respectful for the rest of this class, leave right now." Willow added her tone much darker than normal. There was a tense moment when both professors and Draco's eyes were locked. The rest of the class was tense and silent. After a minute Draco got up, took his books and left the classroom.

"Now let's continue on with class." Willow smiled at the remaining students. "Anymore questions?"

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"Harry!" Ginny called out from across the hall, she had just finished lunch.

Harry who was walking alone turned around as she ran too him. "Hey, Ginny, how's your first day?"

"So far so good. You had DADA this morning, right?" She asked excitedly, continuing with him down the hall.

"First class, why?"

"Is it true Draco got kick out of class?"

"Yeah, he insulted them right to their faces, called them Mudbloods."

"He's as charming as always. What do you think of them?" She seemed to be leading in her line of questioning.

"They're interesting. They don't seem half as bad as Umbridge. Probably won't be any need for the DA this year." He was still wary. He had liked 'Moody' at first but that didn't end well either.

"Yeah." She said, as they walked. "But is it just me or do they remind you of Ron and Hermione?" She stopped walking and turned to him.

"So that wasn't just me?" He said giving her a smile.

"Well, I got to get to my next class. Talk to you later, Harry." She ran off down another hall. He smiled after her for a moment before he realized he needed to run off to another class.

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"Xand-er, I'm tired." Willow whined from her chair in the staff lounge.

"And it's only the first day." Xander said from the chair next to her. They were exhausted after they're five classes of the day. They had two fifth year classes, two sixth year classes and one seventh year class. By the end they managed to actually do and say all the things they had planned to but messed up on in the early classes. "Is it too late to quit?"

"Yes and your not leaving me."

They were waiting for dinner with most of the rest of the staff. Xander rather would just go back up to their rooms and eat there in peace and quiet with Willow, but they were required to be at all dinner meals for the first week of school. He decided to bask in the sanctuary of the teacher lounge before heading into the very loud and busy Great Hall. The quiet would not last long.

Snape stormed into the room, straight to where the two teachers where always sitting. "What something?" Xander practically whined at him.

"You kicked Draco Malfoy out of class?" He snared at them.

"He insulted us in front of the entire class and was asked to leave if he couldn't behave." Willow told him. "We gave him detention. We don't really understand the points thing yet but it seems unfair to punish them all for one person's actions."

"So he will be accepted back into class?" backing down, realizing Draco had left something out when retelling the situation. Not teacher, not even him would let someone from their own house be that insolent.

"Yes, as long as he does his detention." Said Xander.

"Which is?"

"That's between us and him."

"Tell him to us in our office after dinner, so we can discuss it." Added Willow.

Snape turned and left the lounge. Xander and Willow remained sitting, still exhausted.

"Don't worry you'll get used to it." Said Mike sympathetically. "What do you plan on doing for Malfoy's detention? Letting Filch handle it?"

"Nah, I was thinking something more hands on." Said Xander. "Since he seems to have trouble with Muggle-born's he might as well spend some time with them. Us, for example."

"What are we going to have him do, hang out with us as we watch movies?"

"Nothing so much fun." He smiled. "But we'll talk it over when we met with him."

"So any other difficult students?" Asked Mike.

"He's the only one so far." Willow answered. "The rest of them had been good. Especially that Hermione."

"Ah, Miss Granger. She's delightful but she can be a bit much sometimes."

"I'd agree to that. She seems like one of those girls that turned in 20 pages when the assignment for only for three and raises the test curve for the whole class. I had to go to school with one of those." He joked.

"Hey!" Willow smacked his arm. "That was me," she explained to Mike. He smiled then excused himself to talk to the other professor. "So, what did you and that student have to talk about?"

"I talked to many students today, Will, you'll need to be more specific."

"First period. Neville Longbottom, I think."

"Yeah, Neville." Remembering. "We bumped into each other, literality, in Diagon Alley."

"So that's how you got that mark on your chin." She laughed.

"Yep and he got a nasty bump on his head."

"You know what's really weird: Longbottom was also the name of the woman that you ran into at St. Mungos."

"On my drugged walk?" She nodded. "That is weird." He agreed.

"Wonder if their related?" She said almost as an after thought.

Xander didn't say anything he was thinking. Every since he had seen Neville this morning he had been thinking about his Grandmother's reaction that day in the Alley. He knew there was something to all this. It was nagging at him, he new he could put the pieces together but he didn't know what he'd find when he did. He decided to do what he always had done: keep his mouth shut about it.

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There was no doubt that Draco Malfoy was pissed off. He knew he should have never done that to his teachers but he didn't give a damn. Now he was expected to talk to them, it was only the first day. He had even gotten yelled at by his Head of House, who almost never yelled at him. It wasn't just them being Mudbloods but how it was so obvious, they didn't even try to hide it. Everything seemed to just be going to hell in his life.

The office door was open as he walked up too it. He decided to eavesdrop and spy before going in. Rosenberg was sitting on the on the desk and Harris was sitting correctly behind it. She was twisted and leaning back to look over what he was looking at. Draco rolled his eyes, from his prospective they were flirting. He couldn't believe Dumbledore hired them. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Come in, Draco." Said Willow.

"You wanted to see me." He walked into the room.

"Yes, close the door and then sit down." Said Xander, Willow pointed to the chair across from them. They're expression were now stoic.

Draco cautiously sat down. He knew what he had to do; he looked up at them, trying to put on his best innocent face. Having both of them stare at him was no problem. "I'm sorry."

The expressions on the Professors faces didn't change, and just watched him for a minute before Willow turned back to look at Xander. "Buy that?" She asked Xander.

"Did your father let you watch 'A Charley Brown Christmas'?" He said to make Willow smile.

She turned back and looked at the blonde teenage boy. "That's a 'no' by the way." Draco sighed.

"It doesn't matter anyway." Said Xander, trying to sound and look very professional behind the desk. "You're on your house team, isn't that right?"

"Yes." Draco replied, preparing himself for the possibility he maybe kicked of the team.

"You usually practice in the afternoon and evenings?" Xander asked. Willow just remained sitting on the desk offering no sympathy or emotion.

"Yes." Damn, he was really gonna get kicked off.

"Well, don't worry. You're detention won't interfere. Since you seem to have a problem with Muggle-borns you might as well spend time with one. You will meet me every morning at six a.m. at the Courtyard Door."

"For to do what and for how long?"

"You'll find out tomorrow and for as long as it takes."

There were a few minutes of silence before Willow broke it. "Your class has small assignment, it's on the syllabus, and you're still responsible for it."

"Is that it?" Draco asked trying to hide his distain.

"Yes for today. Just keep in mind you still have a chance to be on either are good side or our bad side. Choose wisely." She warned. "You're dismissed."

Draco got slowly out of his seat to leave. Well at least he didn't get kicked off the team. "Oh wear comfortable clothes." Xander called to him as he left. Willow got up and closed the door to the office.

"So you're making his detention to be your workout partner?" She said with a raised eyebrow.

"It seemed like a good idea. I won't bug you to get up with me."

"No it seems like a good idea. Either he'll get used to you or resent you. Either way fun for me." Willow smiled and started tidy up the office. She picked up the staff bulletin. "Oh, I'm on duty tonight."

"Am I?"

"No you're on tomorrow night with Hooch."

"Then who are you with?"

"Sprout, so it should be fun."

"How am I supposed to get to sleep without your bedtime stories?"

"I won't be away for long. Plus this whole co-dependent thing has got to end sometime, Xander."

"Yeah, yeah. You say this and then when you can't sleep"

"Oh, shut up."

"When do you have to go?"

"Not for a few more hours. I think I'm gonna write everyone back home a letter." She said getting ready to leave the office.

"That sounds like a plan. You know, if I was back home I'd be watching TV." He got up and tried to find the light switch.

"You were always watching TV." She waited for him. "Lights off." She said with a laugh.

The lights turn off. "You mocking me?"

"No. You just forget about the lack of electricity sometimes." They walked into the hall and back up to their rooms.

"No, the TV thing."

"Hey, I love TV. I watched with you all the time." She defended herself.

"Yeah, yeah" They continued up the stairs, smiles on their faces. "This is really working for us isn't it? We got a rocky start but it's"

"For us." Willow wrapped her arms around his arm and they march up the stairs together.

End Chapter 7.

Next time: You'll just have to wait and see. I'm hoping i can get it out before Thanksgiving. :) Remember feedback always appreciated.