Watch Out World
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Summary: Spike and Angel at Hogwarts. How bad can it be? AU, possible slash
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Harry Potter characters are not mine.
Author's Note: This story is dedicated to Kev, because I couldn't start posting this story without his help.
Another Author's note: I need at least five reviews before I post the next chapter. I need suggestions, pointers (not the dog please), and encouragement. Treat me like a poor person who needs handout food to survive. Treats the reviews as the handout food. big smile
Helpful tips: zeros (0) mean change of character, words in italics are thoughts and surrounded by quotation marks means thought speech, words in bold mean excerpts from something written like a book or note
Chapter Six
Angel rolled over until he reached the edge of the bed. He sat u and swung his legs over until his feet hit the floor. He felt the bed behind him shift and suddenly a furry lump pressed into his lower back. He twisted his ehad around until he saw Harry, curled up and clutching the back of his shorts.
"Clingy little thing." Spike said from the doorway.
"What're you doing up? I thought you were sleeping." Spike smirked.
"I was. Last night. You two slept the whole day." Angel shrugged and stretched. "I spoke with Dumbledore this morning."
"Oh?"
"The Board of Governers wants to see Harry. And you." Spike said. Angel looked up, a frown on his face. "Tomorrow night." He added.
"What for? We haven't done anything." Angel stood up, untangling Harry's fingers from his shorts. Harry let out a whine and Spike smirked.
"Dumbledore said that they don't like the idea of vampires in a school. A school filled with little kids." Spike sighed. "Not that either of us could..WOULD.. do anything." Angel gave Spike a wry grin.
"Still using that chip as an excuse? Why can't you admit that you've gone soft?" Spike scowled and Angel smirked. "At least admit it to me and Harry."
"Whatever. Bloods in the fridge if you want it. I'll watch the brat." Spike flopped onto the bed. Angel scowled but Spike shot him a grin, showing that he was joking.
"I'll be right back." Angel said. He wandered out of the bedroom for the first time since they arrived and found himself face to face with a man with dark hair and a crooked nose.
"You must be Angel." The man sneered. "I believe these are yours." He said. He thrust three flasks of liquid at Angel, who took them. "Drink one gulp every four hours. The flasks are never ending so you won't run out."
"All right. And you are?"
"Professor Snape. Good night." The man swept around and left the chambers. Angel shrugged and put the flasks on the table and rummaged around in the fridge. He pulled out two containers of blood and went back into the bedroom.
Spike was laying on the bed beside Harry, eyes closed, completely still. Angel rolled his eyes and nudged the bed. Spike's eyes cracked open. "Here." He handed a contained to Spike.
"Why thanks!" Spike popped the lid and took a gulp. "Not as good as human blood." He grumbled. Angel rolled his eyes again and sat on the other side of Harry. The boy rolled over towards him and let out a low rumbling sound. "He purrs." Spike said.
"So did…DO…you." Angel pointed out. Spike looked up with an expression of shock on his face.
"I do not!" He denied. Angel cocked an eyebrow at his Childe.
"Spike, you purr. Not a lot, but you purr." Spike huffed and went back to taking calm sips of his blood. Angel smirked. "By the way, Snape was out in the sitting room."
"Was he? Big, hooked nose? Greasy hair?"
"Wore clothes that looked old, or older, than us? Yep." Spike snickered. "Left three flasks of something."
"Probably that potion. We should try it out." Spike said eagerly.
"You can. I don't want Harry out in the sun just yet. Even if the potion works, his skin will be extra sensitive when he wakes." Angel warned. Spike shrugged.
"I'll do a test run then. When the sun rises of course." Angel nodded. "Did he say anything else about the potion?"
"Nope. Just swirled around and left. Reminded me of a bat." Angel said, sipping from his own container of blood. Spike finished his off and threw the container in a bin.
"I thought he looked more like a giant…." Spike was cut off as Harry stirred. Green eyes that were decidedly brighter opened and locked with Angel's.
"Good evening Harry." Angel said as Harry sat up. The boy rubbed his eyes and yawned. "You've been out of it for six nights."
"I have?" Harry asked. His voice was a bit rough from not being used, but Angel could hear that it had deepened a bit from what he'd heard six nights ago.
"Yes. I gues we never were able to tell you about that possibility." Angel said, and apologetic note in his voice.
"That's okay. How is everyone?" Harry asked.
"They're well. Your girl friend was attempting to learn everything about vampires while you were out." Harry's lips quirked. "Unfortunately all of the information in books…well….not accurate."
"I bet Hermione didn't like that." Harry said. This statement was then followed by a yawn.
"You get some rest." Angel took over the conversation. "We'll let your friends know you're up, but you need regular rest." Harry nodded and flopped onto his back.
"Ah, I ran into a Lupin guy the other night. He wanted me to tell you hi and he can't wait to see you." Harry grinned as he closed his eyes and snuggled close to Angel.
"Go on and let the others know he's up." Angel said.
"What am I, your gopher?" Spike asked.
"I can't leave him alone long enough, not yet, and you know that." Angel said disapprovingly. Spike grumbled. "Please, just go. Tell his friends and Dumbledore."
"Okay. But you owe me."
"Sure, sure." Angel smirked as Spike left the room. Then he turned back to Harry, who had fallen back to sleep.
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Spike wandered around in the early night until he bumped into Snape, who was prowling the corridors on the ground level. The man was oblivious to Spike's presence until Spike decided to jump behind him with a loud "BOO!"
"Petrificus totalus!" Before Spike could react the man had whipped around, pulled out a stick, pointed it at him, then shouted something in latin.
"Whoa!" Spike leapt back as the beam of light shot into his chest. His head got lighter but he otherwise felt fine. Spike glared at the man. "Do you want to put that away?" He asked irritably.
"You…you…." Snape sputtered.
"Yes, me. Put that away before you accidentally stake me with it." Spike snapped. "If I'd have known you'd react like that I wouldn't have jumped behind you."
"What do you want?" Snape asked with a scowl, putting his stick away.
"To know what that is." Spike said.
"My wand. Now what do you really want?"
"To speak to Dumbledore. Are you telling me you need to wave that stick and say something in order to do magic?" Spike asked. "Red could do it without that."
"Who? Oh never mind. Dumbledore's office is that way." Snape pointed. "Behind the statue of a gargoyle. The password is 'pixie sticks'."
"Thank you." Spike blended into the shadows, relishing the surprised look on Snape's face until the man scowled and stalked away. Spike made his way through the long hall until he reached the gargoyle. He spoke the password and took the stairs up two at a time.
"Ah Spike, what brings you up this far?" Dumbledore asked once Spike loped into the room.
"Harry's awake." Spike said as he looked around the office. "Nice place. What's that?" He asked, pointing to an odd orb.
"Nothing interesting." Dumbledore said. "So Harry's awake? How is he?"
"Coping. Sleeping. Can I have this?" Spike asked, picking up a skull. A twinkle appeared in Dumbledore's eyes. "What does it do?"
"It's a candle holder." Dumbledore replied with an amused smile that Spike thought was annoying. "You may keep it." Spike grinned and slipped it into his pocket.
"Thanks. Well I'm off. Angel just wanted me to let you know Harry's awake." Spike turned. "Where can I find his friends?"
"I'll tell them. You go back to Harry and Angel." Spike grinned and saluted the man. He strode out and made his way back to his rooms in the dungeons, fingering the skull in his pocket.
"This will look cool in the living room."
TBC
I'm trying my best to make this long. My hope is that nothing romantic will happen for several chapters, giving people more time to add to the poll. I want to focus on the meeting with the Governers, Harry's schooling at Hogwarts, and Harry's schooling about vampires and such.
I'll let you know now that my views are different from "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" and "Angel". You'll see things that don't fit with the series, and ideas that I won't claim to be entirely mine because I probably wasn't the first to think of them.
I hope all of my characters are sort of in character. If not, then consider them a little OOC. I personally like Spike the way I wrote him. I also like the chipped-Spike in the series. Heh….gotta love the episode where he was chained in Giles' bathtub, screaming about wanting to watch "Passions". Then there's the whole spell-went-totally-wrong thing and he proposes to Buffy. Then there's…okay, enough. As you can see I like Spike. And Angel.
shuts zipper on mouth, locks it shut, then throws away the key because I talk too much
Okay, I'm going to be working on a new fic while I work on this one. I usually don't do that because I usually lose interest or ideas on the one I started first, but I don't see that happening with this fic. The new one won't be posted for a while though, probably not until this one is finished.
Sorry for the long wait, but my house was invaded by relatives. shudders This is the first time I was able to update.
Night Seven