Disclaimer: I am not Joss, nor am I J.K. Rowlings, but I like to borrow
characters for a little while.
Author's Notes: I have moved, so it might take me longer to update, than usual. Sorry. I realize that I placed them as older in the book, I apologize to all those I have offended. I want to thank my Kati for reading these and apologize for getting you addicted to them.
Chapter 9
Buffy woke up in Oliver's arms and she turned so that she could see him sleep and smiled at the picture he made. His hair was going in every direction and he looked innocent, Buffy sighed at that, she used to be innocent, unaware of the mortal danger she was in, but now she was the slayer.
"You had to become the slayer." Anlon told her and Buffy looked at him sharply, "Your expression," he explained to her how he knew what she was thinking. "The monks had to make sure the key would be safe and what better safeguard then the key as the slayer?" Buffy nodded, knowing that it did, indeed, make sense to a certain extent she was happy because she had met Oliver, but on the other hand she missed Angel.
"What are you thinking?" Oliver asked, his voice rough with the edge of sleep.
"That I should talk to my friends." She replied, turning around to face him.
"And here I was hoping that you were thinking about me." He told her, smiling when she blushed. "Ah-ha! You were!"
"I plead the fifth." She replied and sighed when he looked confused, "it means that I'm not telling." She looked around and noticed that it was late. "We should probably get up and get ready." Oliver nodded and they made their ways to the different bathrooms. Buffy made some of her clothing appear and then showered and dressed, almost running down Hermione.
"Oh! You're up!" she exclaimed, "And here we thought you guys where going to sleep all day." She teased and Buffy blushed slightly.
"What time is it?"
"Almost lunch, I wanted to drop some of my books off first."
"Oh! You guys let us sleep through the first classes?"
"Well, you don't have any and it was cute and you looked so peaceful!" Hermione defended and Buffy found herself laughing.
"It's okay, I'm used to skipping school. Hurry up and I'll walk with you." Buffy told her and walked out to see if Oliver was done.
"Hey." He said, taking in her appearance.
"So," she said, "It's lunch time." Oliver looked shocked; he had never slept through his classes, well except for that one time when he was in the hospital, but that wasn't his fault! "It's okay, the guys made excuses to the teachers for you and everything." Oliver looked slightly relieved, although not by much. They waited in silence for Hermione and then made their way to the great hall, where the Gryffindor team stood up and clapped as they entered, both of them turned redder then the Weasley's hair.
Lunch went by quickly, each Gryffindor wanting to know if they were going out and every other single detail about it. When lunch was finally over, Oliver and Buffy made their way out of the great hall and out to the quidditch field.
"You are going to have to talk to them sooner or later."
"I know," she told him, sighing, "I just want it to be later. So, what do you want to do?" she asked, hoping that she could change the subject.
"I'm not sure." he replied, letting her change the subject. "We could go flying." He suggested and Buffy jumped at the opportunity, she hadn't been flying with him since he taught her. They raced inside and grabbed their brooms, racing back outside and then taking off into the air.
"Tag," Buffy said, tapping Oliver and then she started to fly off, but he looked at her strangely. "It's a game. We tap each other and yell tag and then we try to get the other person." She explained and Oliver nodded.
"Tag." He replied and taped her, Buffy looked at him in shock, he had known exactly what he was doing! She raced after him and they continued on, Anlon joining in, although he didn't really understand the game, but he was glad to see Buffy smiling.
"BUFFY ANNE SNAPE!" they heard and they all quickly returned to the ground.
"Hey, dad." she said, smiling sheepishly. "What's up?"
"You skipped your classes."
"I know I needed to think things through."
"And chasing some boy around the quidditch field is the way to do it?"
"No, but he was trying to make me happy," she replied. "It doesn't happen often in my life." She told him and Snape felt guilty. "That doesn't excuse you."
"I know I'm sorry dad."
"It's not me you should be apologizing to."
"I'll apologize to my teachers the next time I see them."
"See that you do that." He told her and then kissed her on the cheek and let her have her fun with Oliver and Anlon, playing tag. "It's almost dinner time, don't be late." He warned and then he was gone. They played a couple more quick games and then headed into the great hall, taking seats at the Gryffindor table.
"Are these seats taken?" Willow asked, sighing in relief that they had finally caught up with Buffy. Buffy eyed them wearily, but decided they would need to talk eventually and it hadn't been Willow or Oz's fault.
"No," she told them and then motioned for them to sit.
"So," Willow said, trying to break the ice, "we followed Hermione and Harry around today, we are supposed to give our decisions to Dumbledore tonight."
"And?" Buffy asked.
"We wanted to talk to you and make sure that we would be welcome, before we decided." Willow told her and the two boys nodded, although Buffy was still not looking at Xander.
"Buffy," Xander started, "about what I said."
"It doesn't matter." Buffy told him, getting upset. Oliver glared at Xander and put a comforting arm around her, while Snape glared from the head table, before leaning over and asking Giles what was going on. "You never liked him, you made your feelings perfectly clear. What does it matter if he made me happy? It's not like you cared about that." Buffy started to cry and stormed from the great hall, Snape immediately jumped to his feet, closely followed by Giles, and rushed out after her. Willow hit Xander and motioned for Oliver to stay, before following Buffy out. She found Snape and Giles already talking to her.
"He is just young and never thought of anyone but himself." Giles told her, putting one arm around her, while Snape put his arm around her too.
"He's liked you since you moved to Sunnydale and you never returned his feelings." Willow filled in and Buffy looked up at her sharply, while Snape drew her closer, trying to protect her. "Sure he has Cordy, but remember me and Oz? I still have feelings for Xander, but they aren't as prominent as my feelings for Oz. Besides he's male so he doesn't think with the correct head anyways."
"Willow Rosenberg!" Buffy exclaimed in a mock shock, before both girls started laughing.
"I beg your pardon!" Giles and Snape exclaimed, glaring at the two laughing females.
"I don't think we are needed here right now," Snape said and he and Giles returned to the hall, which made Oliver worry more. That wasn't the most shocking thing though; it was Draco Malfoy slipping away from his table and out into the hallway, quickly finding Buffy and Willow.
"Are you okay?" Draco asked, startling the two females, although he held his hands up in a mock surrender.
"Why do you care?" Buffy asked, "You have been mean to me since the day I arrived."
"I know." Draco said, he was unsure why he did care, but he did and that was all that mattered. "Look, I'm sorry and I was wondering if we could start over." Buffy looked over the Slytherin boy and wondered briefly if it was a set up but shrugged it off, she could take him if it was.
"Yes, we can." She told him, "And ya, I'm doing fine now. Although, are you staying or not?" she directed the question to Willow, who looked thoughtful to stay the least.
"You wouldn't happen to be related to the Weasley's would you?"
Author's Notes: I have moved, so it might take me longer to update, than usual. Sorry. I realize that I placed them as older in the book, I apologize to all those I have offended. I want to thank my Kati for reading these and apologize for getting you addicted to them.
Chapter 9
Buffy woke up in Oliver's arms and she turned so that she could see him sleep and smiled at the picture he made. His hair was going in every direction and he looked innocent, Buffy sighed at that, she used to be innocent, unaware of the mortal danger she was in, but now she was the slayer.
"You had to become the slayer." Anlon told her and Buffy looked at him sharply, "Your expression," he explained to her how he knew what she was thinking. "The monks had to make sure the key would be safe and what better safeguard then the key as the slayer?" Buffy nodded, knowing that it did, indeed, make sense to a certain extent she was happy because she had met Oliver, but on the other hand she missed Angel.
"What are you thinking?" Oliver asked, his voice rough with the edge of sleep.
"That I should talk to my friends." She replied, turning around to face him.
"And here I was hoping that you were thinking about me." He told her, smiling when she blushed. "Ah-ha! You were!"
"I plead the fifth." She replied and sighed when he looked confused, "it means that I'm not telling." She looked around and noticed that it was late. "We should probably get up and get ready." Oliver nodded and they made their ways to the different bathrooms. Buffy made some of her clothing appear and then showered and dressed, almost running down Hermione.
"Oh! You're up!" she exclaimed, "And here we thought you guys where going to sleep all day." She teased and Buffy blushed slightly.
"What time is it?"
"Almost lunch, I wanted to drop some of my books off first."
"Oh! You guys let us sleep through the first classes?"
"Well, you don't have any and it was cute and you looked so peaceful!" Hermione defended and Buffy found herself laughing.
"It's okay, I'm used to skipping school. Hurry up and I'll walk with you." Buffy told her and walked out to see if Oliver was done.
"Hey." He said, taking in her appearance.
"So," she said, "It's lunch time." Oliver looked shocked; he had never slept through his classes, well except for that one time when he was in the hospital, but that wasn't his fault! "It's okay, the guys made excuses to the teachers for you and everything." Oliver looked slightly relieved, although not by much. They waited in silence for Hermione and then made their way to the great hall, where the Gryffindor team stood up and clapped as they entered, both of them turned redder then the Weasley's hair.
Lunch went by quickly, each Gryffindor wanting to know if they were going out and every other single detail about it. When lunch was finally over, Oliver and Buffy made their way out of the great hall and out to the quidditch field.
"You are going to have to talk to them sooner or later."
"I know," she told him, sighing, "I just want it to be later. So, what do you want to do?" she asked, hoping that she could change the subject.
"I'm not sure." he replied, letting her change the subject. "We could go flying." He suggested and Buffy jumped at the opportunity, she hadn't been flying with him since he taught her. They raced inside and grabbed their brooms, racing back outside and then taking off into the air.
"Tag," Buffy said, tapping Oliver and then she started to fly off, but he looked at her strangely. "It's a game. We tap each other and yell tag and then we try to get the other person." She explained and Oliver nodded.
"Tag." He replied and taped her, Buffy looked at him in shock, he had known exactly what he was doing! She raced after him and they continued on, Anlon joining in, although he didn't really understand the game, but he was glad to see Buffy smiling.
"BUFFY ANNE SNAPE!" they heard and they all quickly returned to the ground.
"Hey, dad." she said, smiling sheepishly. "What's up?"
"You skipped your classes."
"I know I needed to think things through."
"And chasing some boy around the quidditch field is the way to do it?"
"No, but he was trying to make me happy," she replied. "It doesn't happen often in my life." She told him and Snape felt guilty. "That doesn't excuse you."
"I know I'm sorry dad."
"It's not me you should be apologizing to."
"I'll apologize to my teachers the next time I see them."
"See that you do that." He told her and then kissed her on the cheek and let her have her fun with Oliver and Anlon, playing tag. "It's almost dinner time, don't be late." He warned and then he was gone. They played a couple more quick games and then headed into the great hall, taking seats at the Gryffindor table.
"Are these seats taken?" Willow asked, sighing in relief that they had finally caught up with Buffy. Buffy eyed them wearily, but decided they would need to talk eventually and it hadn't been Willow or Oz's fault.
"No," she told them and then motioned for them to sit.
"So," Willow said, trying to break the ice, "we followed Hermione and Harry around today, we are supposed to give our decisions to Dumbledore tonight."
"And?" Buffy asked.
"We wanted to talk to you and make sure that we would be welcome, before we decided." Willow told her and the two boys nodded, although Buffy was still not looking at Xander.
"Buffy," Xander started, "about what I said."
"It doesn't matter." Buffy told him, getting upset. Oliver glared at Xander and put a comforting arm around her, while Snape glared from the head table, before leaning over and asking Giles what was going on. "You never liked him, you made your feelings perfectly clear. What does it matter if he made me happy? It's not like you cared about that." Buffy started to cry and stormed from the great hall, Snape immediately jumped to his feet, closely followed by Giles, and rushed out after her. Willow hit Xander and motioned for Oliver to stay, before following Buffy out. She found Snape and Giles already talking to her.
"He is just young and never thought of anyone but himself." Giles told her, putting one arm around her, while Snape put his arm around her too.
"He's liked you since you moved to Sunnydale and you never returned his feelings." Willow filled in and Buffy looked up at her sharply, while Snape drew her closer, trying to protect her. "Sure he has Cordy, but remember me and Oz? I still have feelings for Xander, but they aren't as prominent as my feelings for Oz. Besides he's male so he doesn't think with the correct head anyways."
"Willow Rosenberg!" Buffy exclaimed in a mock shock, before both girls started laughing.
"I beg your pardon!" Giles and Snape exclaimed, glaring at the two laughing females.
"I don't think we are needed here right now," Snape said and he and Giles returned to the hall, which made Oliver worry more. That wasn't the most shocking thing though; it was Draco Malfoy slipping away from his table and out into the hallway, quickly finding Buffy and Willow.
"Are you okay?" Draco asked, startling the two females, although he held his hands up in a mock surrender.
"Why do you care?" Buffy asked, "You have been mean to me since the day I arrived."
"I know." Draco said, he was unsure why he did care, but he did and that was all that mattered. "Look, I'm sorry and I was wondering if we could start over." Buffy looked over the Slytherin boy and wondered briefly if it was a set up but shrugged it off, she could take him if it was.
"Yes, we can." She told him, "And ya, I'm doing fine now. Although, are you staying or not?" she directed the question to Willow, who looked thoughtful to stay the least.
"You wouldn't happen to be related to the Weasley's would you?"