A/N: Okay, okay, I know you all probably HATE me right now but I kinda had a brainfreeze and couldn't right! And now, I'm so attached to my B/A fic 'Glorious Madness' that I just haven't had the will to write this. But I'm pushing myself right now. I just added chappie 12 to GM and now, I'm gonna add a chappie to this. Okay.... lots of things to say... OO AND MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

lil-sis4556 Encouraging! I must say! Thanks!

Goddessa39 - I love you, lol. You're like one of my fave reviewers! Your reviews seem to always perk me up a bit! I like using the characters that don't get used much. I always thought that they are more important than they're made out to be. I honestly can't stand Harry/Dawn and I guarantee this fic is NOT one of them. I love B/A too but... I dunno. I think Buffy's ready to move on...Yes I'm talking about Wood's mother. Lol no Buffy/Angel baby. Sorry!

- Angel and Gunn don't know that Buffy and Anne(Lily) know eachother. Angel recognizes Anne from 'Lie To Me' but he doesn't realize it's her yet... I dont remember the name she used. Sorry! Anyway, Gunn doesn't know Buffy very well and Anne hasn't told him that she knows the Slayer. Sorry about the confusion! Hope that clears it up!

Saxifrage - I'm sorry my chapters aren't very long. I'm trying to work on that but I just keep finding good places to leave ya'll hanging! Sorry lol and now that I'm updating I hope you don't drop the story xD

phoenix83ad - I've read so many long-lost-relative stories that I'ma go insane. I mean, sure they're nice, but not my thing to write. I might later on.. but for now...I almost completley agree with you on the Hermione and soda thing, but I just think of it as she's never had soda before. I mean, she usually has pumpkin juice or butterbeer, or something of the such. It's very interesting that you bring Riley up! It's not him. Don't worry. is a Riley-hater

CharmedChick - again, the soda thing, read phoenix83ad little note. Sorry!

Susan - I'm not telling! xD

Thank you to all of you who reviewed! I'm sorry I haven't posted in like, months! I just had a sudden urge... O.o. And Merry Christmas! Happy Hanukah and Happy ..Quanza? I can't spell it! sorry!

Chapter 9: Eyes Of Ice

The door opened to reveal a very worried Willow. She had wide green eyes and was gasping for breath. "Dawn! I just--- who are you?" She asked suspiciously to the trio of witches and wizards.

Hermione stood up and smiled. "I'm Hermione Granger and this is Ron Weasley, and Harry Potter."

Willow frowned. "Harry Potter? Like... the real one? The one who stopped Viddlevolt?"

Harry coughed. "Voldemort."

Dawn stood up and put her hand on her hips in that annoying teenage way. "Hey! How do you know who he is?! I don't even really know who he is! That isn't fair!"

"Harry's famous!"

"He is? Why haven't I heard of him? What'd he do?"

Ron stood up with a silly grin on his face. "Harry's The Boy Who Lived!"

Dawn shrugged like it was nothing. "So? My sister's The Girl That Died. Twice." She turned to look at Willow who seemed to be in a deep train of thought. "Willow? Why were you so upset when you came in?"

"Well, I saw Spike when I took a .. stroll... through the graveyard and I asked him where you were cause he was supposed to be watching you and he said you just took off with a group of British people."

Ron scoffed. "British people. He's one to talk!"

Hermione sighed. "Ron had a... an odd run in with .. Spike? The vampire. He was utterly terrified."

Dawn chuckled. "Looked like he was gonna pee his pants!"

Ron's eyes narrowed into slits. "I resent that."

Willow ignored the two teens arguing and looked at Hermione. "What are you all doing here? I mean, shouldn't you be in... Britain?"

"England."

"Right. So uh..."

Hermione sighed. "We're here because Harry had a dream about Dawn and her sister."

"You had a dream about Buffy?"

"Not really a dream," he corrected. "More like I was there. When she, Buffythat is, jumped off of a tower."

Hermione groaned. "He was seeing the past. We thought it was peculiar so we decided to do some discovering. And here we are in Sunnydale."

Willow was trying to take everything in but it just wasn't working right. She looked over at the small black cordless phone in it's cradle on the stand. The machine was blinking red.

"Dawn did you check messages yet?"

The brown haired teenager shook her head. Willow pushed the button and listened as Janice, Dawn's best friend, spoke. "Call me when you get home Dawnie!"

Next was a bill collector named Mark Johanson. Erased.

Then it was Wesley.

"Willow? This is Wesley Wyndam-Pryce. I'm a bit worried about Angel. A friend, Anne has sensed a disturbance in a portal she watches over and we looked into and found Buffy and a uh, wizard named Sirius Black. We're trying to get them out under Angel's orders and I was just hoping to speak with you. Thank you and give me a call. 555-4134."

Willow replayed the message over and over again. It was a shock to her but to see the shock on the Brit's faces when she turned around was even more surprising. "Buffy's alive?" Asked Dawn in almost a hushed whisper.

Harry sat down on the couch and seemed to be staring off somewhere far away.

"Sirius?" His voice was broken and choked. "T-They must be wrong. He's dead! He's dead!" Shouted Harry with water misting his eyes. Hermione sat down to comfort Harry but he pushed her away. "We need to go to your friends and help them. We need to get Sirius out!"

Behind The Veil

Cold yellow eyes watched the Slayer carefully with every single move she attempted to make to break free. The Master steepled his hands and clicked his long, dreadfully long, nails together.

"My dear girl, it is of no use. You will not escape me again."

"Where am I? This is a dream, this a nightmare."

Sirius struggled with the vampires holding him back. "Buffy what in bloody hell is going on?!"

"Bring me the girl." Said the master in a voice that promised sweet, bitter revenge. "I've been down here for what seems hundreds, maybe thousands of years and I have yet to forget about you. You've stumbled across the land of the Undead. Every vampire you have ever killed, maimed (sp?), is here. Waiting to drink your esquisite blood."

Buffy shook her head in disbelief. "NO! You're not real! You're not real! None of this is!"

Another familiar face that Buffy recognized as Luke from the vamp at the Harvest, stepped forward with a silly grin. "Keep telling yourself that Princess. Mabe you'll start to believe it."

Hot, silent tears streaked her face, mixing from the blood of the jump. Her worst fear was him. The Master. Although she would never admit it, he was the one thing besides Angelus that haunted her dreams at night. He was the cause of her fears.

Buffy trembled as she was dragged closer the the Master. He had a grin that bared all of his teeth, especially the fangs that dug endlessly at his lip as he awaited his prize.

"My lovely, precious, girl." He said softly. She could feel his breath on her skin. Her flesh rippled with fear and goosebumps prickled over the cream coloured skin.

"Please..."

"Please what? Is that what a Slayer does? She begs for her life?"

Buffy gritted her teeth and took a quick glance at the vampires holding her steady. She thought of Dawn and how she needed to get back to take care of her. She thought of her friends and Angel. Sweet, perfect Angel who she couldn't have. This was it.

With one strong pull she freed her arms and elbowed either vamp on both sides. She then watched as the Master stood up and tried to avert her gaze to him. Buffy wouldn't give in. Not once in the battle did her eyes meet his. She fought with a strength she never knew she could possess.

Sirius had also freed himself from his captors and fought hand to hand, not very well, but he didn't have a wand on him.

Buffy lunged onto the floor and pulled a leg off of the bottom of the throne and rolled over. She flipped onto her feet and spun so quickly that the stake plunged into the Master's heart and he almost immediatley turned into a vapor of dust.

Suddenly the other vampires moved out of the way. Sirius looked at Buffy with wide blue eyes. "That was incredible. I've never seen a girl fight with such skill before."

Another portal began to open and Buffy recognized it as the same portal she jumped into to begin with. The colours swirled endlessly. She held out her hand to Sirius. "Do you trust me?"

Sirius took her hand and together they jumped into the portal. Buffy felt her hand leave Sirius' at some point. Sirius felt a pull in his naval and landed with a thud on a carpeted floor. He looked up into the eyes of a very angry vampire.

"Where's Buffy?!" Shouted the fanged fiend.

Sirius just stood up, wobbling slightly. "She... she let go of my hand. I don't know where she is. Who are you?"

"Angel. If something happened to her I swear i'll rip out your veins and use your blood to fingerpaint."

Gunn raised an eyebrow. "There's that creative streak of yours."

Buffy's POV

Ugh... My head hurts. It pounds like a hammer. Damn dimensions! Wait... I don't know this place... what am I wearing? Where am I? I look down to see I'm in what looks like a hospital bed in a hospital gown.

I can hear voices outside the cracked door and I pray they have an Advil or something for my head!

"I can't just leave!" Shouted the first voice, obviously male.

"We'll watch the girl, but the Ministry just called and said they need you. Something about Black." This voice was a woman's and it sounded very agitated.

"Tell them to get Granger on it. I've got more important things to deal with."

"But Sir--"

"That's the end of it." The voices were British, fairly similar to Sirius'.

That reminds me... Sirius isn't here! Where the hell did he end up?!

Suddenly the door opened and a tall man with flaxen hair that fell carelessly across his forehead and eyes of ice stepped inside. The platinum blonde hair reminded me oddly of Spike and his eyes... oh his eyes!

They were a brilliant silver-blue that I felt I could get lost in.

He saw that I was awake and slowly moved to the bed. "Hello." He took my hand into his own much larger one and kissed it. He was so much different from Angel. His hands, his skin was warm and his lips so smooth. If only I could just...

Bad Buffy! Bad!

"My name is Draco. Draco Malfoy."

"Draco." I repeated, letting the world roll off my tongue like silk. It had a nice ring to it. "I'm uh... I'm Buffy. Buffy Summers." I paused and glanced around. "So, Mr.Malfoy, would you mind telling me where I am and why I'm here?"

He smiled. Oo that smile is to die for! Literally!

"I was working when I found you. I had to clear a few things up at Hogwarts and I was out in the Forbidden Forest when I found you by the lake. A centuar was nursing you. I brought you here to St.Mungo's, the hospital."

I felt like I was talking to someone who spoke a completley different language. "Okay, first of all, what the hell is a Hogwarts and why is the forest forbidden and what is a centuar? Oh and where is St.Mungos?"

Oh horror! I think I frightened him. He's looking at me like I'm crazy. "Uh, Hogwarts? School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?" He ignored all my other questions.

Wait...

There were magick schools? Why didn't I ever know this?! Does Giles know?!

"Right. Well I'm not too fond of hospitals. At all. Do you think we could umm... leave?"

For the first time I noticed that Draco was wearing robes of some sort. They were black but I'd never seen anyone wear robes except for a priest or a judge.

Oh boy, I hope he isn't a priest for I have sinned wayyyy too much for him to forgive.

Okay, okay, now have a Merry Fricken Christmas! La La....