Title: Bound by Loyalty
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Harry Potter- Pretty much books 1-4.
Buffy the Vampire Slayer- Seasons 1-5 and some of season 6.
Pairings: Buffy/Sirius Black, Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione
Summary: Buffy gets a letter inviting her to help teach at Hogwarts. Dumbledore tells her about the fight with Voldemort, and she agrees to help protect Harry Potter. While there, she learns things about herself that she never knew, and she finds a way to live. Meanwhile, Sirius Black can't stop thinking about the blonde Slayer that has suddenly invaded his life.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them. Buffy goes to Whedon, and Harry and everybody in the Potter-verse go to Rowling. If you don't recognize anyone, they're probably mine. I do own the plot, though. Don't sue. Please.
Author's Note: Thanks to kitty minky, La Vito, Renna, Prophetess of Hearts, blondi gurl, hp lotr btvs potc sg1 sw dop wot dw fan, clcountry, Sabia, cancan227, Shady Lane and Ivy Tearen, Jess aka BRTW, and mj for reviewing.
Prophetess of Hearts- it's all part of Buffy's Slayer power. Not really important, though.
hp lotr btvs potc sg1 sw dop wot dw fan- geez, long name.
Sabia- don't worry, Snape won't be too gooey and sweet.
Ivy Tearen- Buffy can feel Snape's emotions because her Slayer powers have gotten pretty advanced, and Snape's emotions are really clear. Like I said, it's not that important.
Mj- Even if it is unrealistic, it's not impossible. I guess you can call it love at first site or something. Thanks for reviewing.
I am so sorry this is late. But, I should be able to update more, because I'm out of school. Yay!!!
On with the story…
Chapter Seven: Life Stories- Condensed
'My life now, looks
Like a shadowA gray substitute forThe future I'd pictured.'-Sue Q "My World- Cracked'
Sirius casually glanced at Buffy, surprised to see her nervous and fidgeting. He didn't have time to dwell on that subject though, because Albus started talking.
"Everyone has met Buffy, right?" He began. The teachers all nodded, looking at the small blonde. "Well, as you all know by now, Voldemort has risen again." More serious, they nodded solemnly. "And that is why Buffy is here. Sirius, you are familiar with the legend of the Vampire Slayer, are you not?" Sirius glanced at him in surprise. Why did he want to know about that? Buffy looked at him curiously. "Could you please explain about her?"
"Sure." He said, standing up. "Let's see. 'Into every generation there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against the vampires, the demons, and the forces of darkness. She is the Slayer.'" Nobody noticed Buffy mouth "yadda, yadda, yadda," at the end. "Basically," Sirius continued, "She's a teenage girl, around 15 or 16, with the powers to defeat vampires and demons."
"What kind of powers?" McGonagall asked.
"Extra speed, super strength, all their senses highly enhanced. The ability to learn how to use any weapon they put their hands on in a matter of hours. Some Slayers can use any weapon without training. They just pick it up and know what to do with it. There's only one Slayer at a time, and it's always been a girl. The longest living Slayer had been 21 years old. There's currently a Slayer at the age of 19, and she lives in Cuba. She's been the Slayer for 3 years, the Slayer before her died at the age of 21, the one before her lasted a year, but the one before her, well, it's weird." He paused in thought.
"What is weird?" That was Snape, who was surprisingly interested in the story.
"I just found out that a few of my acquaintances are in the Watcher's Council. That's the group of people who train to be the Slayer's Watcher. A Watcher is someone who trains and teaches their Slayer. They go to the Slayer's current station, and stay there with them. Anyway, a few years ago, I learned some friends of mine were part of the Council. They told me about the current Slayer that lives in Cuba, the one before her that lived in America, and the one before her that lived in Jamaica but died in America, however, they wouldn't tell me about the one before the Jamaican. All they said was that she was called at 15. They wouldn't tell me her name, where she was stationed, how she died or when she died. Just her age when she was called. My friend had no problem telling me about any other Slayers, but that one girl, she was somehow off limits. Albus, I don't see how this has anything to do with Voldemort." He looked at him expectantly.
"Let me introduce the current Slayer, Buffy Summers." That was met with shocked silence. Buffy waved. Sirius was the first to break the silence.
"You can't be the Slayer! She's 19 and lives in Cuba. You're not Cuban. And you've got to be at least 23 at the most. No Slayer has lived past the age of 22-" Albus held a hand up to silence Sirius. He nodded to Buffy to tell her story.
"Okay, listen up. The Slayer, the other Slayer, is in Cuba, and she is 19. I'm 25. I was called at 15. I used to live in Los Angeles, and I went to Hemery High School when I was told I was the Slayer. There was a master vampire in LA named Lothos. He killed my Watcher, Merrick, so I killed him. But, I had to burn down my gym to kill all the vamps. I got expelled, and my mom and I moved to Sunnydale. The Hellmouth. A Hellmouth is a mystical convergence of energy, which pulls evil things to it. I went to Sunnydale High, where I got a new Watcher, Rupert Giles, and made friends. Willow and Xander found out I was the Slayer and they wanted to help me. I wouldn't let them. To make a long story short, the Master, the local big-shot vampire, tried to end the world. I tried to stop him, I died, Xander brought me back, I kicked the Master's ass.
Since I died, a new Slayer was called, so there were two. Kendra was from Jamaica. She came about 5 months after she was called. She went back home, and Angel lost his soul, and became Angelus Scourge of Europe, again. He tried to end the world. Kendra came back to help me, and Angelus… he killed her, put Willow in the hospital, and broke Xander's arm. I killed Angelus. Rammed a sword through his gut and sent him to Hell, via Acathla. I left Sunnydale for awhile because my mom kicked me out of the house. I was only 17. I went to LA for three months and came home. When I was 18, Faith showed up. She was 17 and just called. She was running from Kakistos. We killed him, she stayed. Angel came back with a soul, Faith went evil and joined up with the evil mayor, and she tried to kill Angel. I saved him, put Faith in a coma, and I graduated from High School.
On graduation day the Mayor ascended. He turned into a 60 foot snake, and I blew up the High School to kill him. That was pretty fun. Angel went to LA to save innocents. I was 18, living on the Hellmouth, and going to college. There was this guy named Riley, and he was part of this undercover army group called the Initiative. They captured demons and studied them. Their superior was a psycho-bitch named Maggie Walsh, and she was my Psychology professor. She found out I was the Slayer, and I found out about her. We worked together. They found a way to make sure a vampire couldn't hurt another human. A small chip was put in their brains to shock them whenever they tried to bite or hit anything human. One of their test subjects was Spike, or William the Bloody, as you might know him as." At this the occupants of the room looked shocked. Almost as shocked as when Buffy had said she knew Angelus, and that he had a soul and was saving people.
Sirius was speechless. The Slayer? And she was in front of him, at this very moment. And she was Buffy Summers, quirky American, no less. How had she survived so long? 10 years was forever in Slayer years. And why hadn't his friends at the Council told him about her? It was very confusing… Wait. She died? What?!
"Spike hated being so helpless. More so when we captured him and chained him in Giles' bathroom." She paused, smiling slightly. Buffy continued, "Professor Walsh was building something. It was called A.D.A.M., or project 314. A.D.A.M was part demon, part robot, part human. He was kinda indestructible. Them Willow found a spell. It joined us all together. Willow, me, Giles, and Xander. All in my body. I got more powerful. Magical. Indestructible. I defeated A.D.A.M. The Initiative was lost. That night, we were all at my house, and the first Slayer visited us in our dreams and tried to kill us. And Tara, that's Willow's girlfriend and a witch like Will, was in my dream, speaking for the First Slayer. She said "You think you know. What's to come, what you are. You haven't even begun." And she was right. That's when Dawn came. My sister. Except not. She was a million-something year old ball of energy in a 14-year-old's body that was a month old. She was the key. Except we didn't know she was. I had all these memories of her. Me and her used to play tea part and dolls. I was ten, and she 4 ½ when my parents started fighting.
We were so scared. They would fight so much. I remember we would hide in my closet. Well, here we were, living on the Hellmouth. It was peaceful for awhile. Then Glorificus came. She was a hell-goddess that was trapped in our world. Her only way to get back to her dimension was to use the Key. That's where Dawn came in. If Glory used the Key, then Hell would be on Earth and destroy everything. We were trying to figure out what to do when Glory took Dawn. She had her on this tower, and only Dawn's blood could open up the door to other dimensions. We all went to save her and stop Glory. But it was too late. Dawn was cut, and a portal opened. The only way for the portal to close was for the blood that opened it to stop. Permanently. So I killed Glory and went to Dawn. And I did what I had to. I-" She was cut off by, surprisingly, Snape.
"You killed your sister? How could you do that? She-"
"I didn't kill her!" Buffy interrupted angrily. "I killed myself," she said softly, closing her eyes that were filled with torment. Snape closed his mouth, already regretting his harsh words. "Dawn was made out of me. She had my blood. Summers blood. So I told her I loved her and I jumped. I jumped off the tower into the portal and that's what Harry saw! I died. Again." She sat down, silent tears running down her face as she glared at Snape.
Everyone was silent until McGonagall asked, "Why did you jump?"
"To save my sister. And the world." Buffy stared at her, confused. Hadn't she just explained that?
"But why? You said so yourself. She wasn't real. Your memories were fake. She wasn't your real sister."
"She may not have been there for over two months, but she was my sister. My blood. The memories were fake, but they felt… real. She was there through it all, and that was good enough for me. I loved her, so I saved her. But that wasn't the end of it all. It was just beginning. I was 20 and dead. And I was okay with it. Everything was so… peaceful. But it was ripped away from me by my best friend. Willow took me away from the only peace I had felt since I was 10. She brought me back, but something went wrong after the end of the ritual. A gang of biker demons had heard that the Slayer was dead, so they decided to take over the Hellmouth. They got to the cemetery, and they ran over the Urn of Osirus. Willow, Tara, Xander, and Anya, she's an ex-vengeance demon, ran to the woods. They thought the ritual didn't work, but it did.
I woke up in a coffin. I was so… confused. I wasn't in Heaven anymore. It was dark, and confining. I yelled, but nobody heard me. So I had to claw my own way out of it. Everything was somehow familiar, but I just couldn't remember it. I thought I was in Hell. Dawn was there after I walked around a bit. I was on the tower. She tried to stop me, but I was reliving that night when I had died three months ago. Luckily she stopped me and we went home. When I was 22, Faith died. She was in prison, because she had woke up when I was 19, and she turned herself in. She killed herself so another Slayer could be called. That was when Ashley, the Cuban Slayer, was called. She's been at it for three years, almost four. When I was 23, Willow and Tara found a spell to close the Hellmouth. Forever. We all tried it, and Willow had to use my blood to permanently close it. It worked. The Hellmouth was closed. For two years, we lived relatively normal. I would slay the occasional vampire, sometimes I would go to LA to help Angel and Cordelia. Xander and Anya got married, Dawn graduated from High school and is going to college, and Willow and Tara graduated from college. Giles stayed, and he's been thinking about moving to England. Then I got the letter from Albus, and here I am."
It was a few moments before anybody talked again. They were all thinking about what Buffy had just told them. She had died? Twice? She defeated Glorificus? Impossible! Glorificus was too strong for just a Slayer. Ah, but she's not just a Slayer. She had survived ten years! It seemed impossible, yet they knew it was true. They had a feeling she hadn't told them the whole story, though.
Sirius stared at Buffy, fascinated that she was the Slayer, or a Slayer. He felt sorrow about what she had been through, so he put a comforting hand on her arm. She smiled at him, then leaned her head on his shoulder. Sirius was startled, then he smiled.
"So. Now that you've all heard my sob story, why don't you tell me about this Pull the Cork guy. What kind of name is that anyway? I can just see it. 'Watch out for Pull the Cork! Strikes fear in the hearts of many!' What is the world coming to? Honestly, Pull the Cork?" Buffy snorted, completely unaware of her butchering of the Dark Lords name.
Albus smiled. "It's Voldemort, Buffy. Voldemort." He could already tell it was going to be a fun year.
Thanks for reading. This was such a boring chapter. But it had to be written. The next chapter will be boring too. I'll try to speed things up. Review please!!
-DevilsTears