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Harry in the Hellmouth
Chapter 5
"Thank god that you're here instead of Giles. I don't think that I could take another night of studying for the SATs," Buffy complained as she and Harry walked the largest graveyard in Sunnydale, patrolling for vampires or anything else that may be out looking to do some evil.
"Yeah. That sounds pretty horrible if I'm being honest," Harry replied, peeking his head into an abandoned tomb. Not seeing anything, he walked back toward his blonde friend.
"I don't even know why I'm bothering. I mean … with the whole Slayer thing, it's not like I'm going to have time to climb the corporate ladder," she sulked. "I barely have time to date."
Harry nodded. He had been thinking about the same thing. "Remember when I told you about earning money from the demons that you kill?" he asked.
Buffy nodded. "Yeah. That's great and all, but it's not like I run across them all that often. It's mostly just vampires that turn to dust. No money to be made there," she said, looking at him.
"Well … I've been thinking. Hopefully, by the time you graduate, I'll be doing well enough to bring you on as a partner. Of course, you don't have to. But if you find that college life isn't for you, then at least you'll have something to fall back on," he told her and laughed when she hugged him. He kissed the top of her head and took the time to smell her hair.
"Thanks. I'm sure it'll ease my mind knowing that I won't be forced to live on the streets if I screw up college," she smiled, kissing his cheek.
"Oh … and by the way. You're wrong about there being no money in vampires. Watch …," he told her. She watched as Harry snuck up on a vampire that was walking toward her. Before he could get close, Harry used his magic causing the vampire's arms and legs to snap together. The vamp fell to the ground like a wooden plank. Harry waved her over. Walking up to them, she saw Harry checking the vampire's pockets. He pulled out a small wad of cash from its pocket, and he even removed a gold ring and necklace as well. After he had frisked him thoroughly, Buffy put a stake through its heart. She coughed and waved the dust away from her face while Harry counted the money before handing her half. She counted her share.
"A hundred and twenty-three bucks!" she exclaimed happily. Now she could buy those shoes that her mom refused to pay for.
"No need for it to get dusted along with him. I'll sell the jewelry and give you half as well," Harry chuckled. "Let's see if we can get a few more before it gets too late," Harry told her, putting away his share. Buffy seemed much more eager to patrol now that there was a potential to get monetarily compensated.
When their night had ended, they had only found one other vampire that was freshly turned, if her soiled dress was anything to go by. She obviously didn't have any cash, but she was wearing a good amount of gold. Earrings, rings, bracelets, and a watch was added to their haul. Neither felt bad about taking the jewelry. It would go to waste, either way, so they might as well take it as compensation for doing the town a service. When it was time to go, Buffy kissed him goodnight after he apparated her home.
Harry in the Hellmouth
Reading the pawnshop guy's mind was fairly easy. He wasn't the brightest bloke, but he was good at getting unsuspecting customers to take way less than something was worth. That being said, the offer for the jewelry was laughably low. He was about to hex the smug son of a bitch when he spotted something on the sidewall. Putting it out of his mind, for now, Harry used a bit of magic to get him to agree to a more reasonable price. The guy would still make plenty of profit, so it was a win-win for both.
"What's that over there?" Harry asked the guy, pointing to a large, wooden trunk that had its lid open. Harry could see that it was filled with items that he was interested in.
"Just some old junk," he shook his head. "I paid a guy fifty bucks for the whole lot. It's been sitting here for nearly a year," he complained. "If you're interested, I'll let it go for an even hundred just to get it out of here," he went on.
"Deal," Harry stated quickly. Giving a hundred dollar bill from his portion of the jewelry money to the man, Harry grunted when he picked up the heavy chest. Adding some magic, he made it considerably lighter and easier to get to his Jeep.
Happy with how things went, he immediately drove back to his warehouse. It was getting to the point where he enjoyed being there more than his apartment. There was always something to do there. When he pulled into the driveway, he opened the warehouse door before lifting the bulky trunk into the air-conditioned building. After closing the doors to this Jeep and warehouse, he squatted down and examined the trunk itself. Immediately, he deduced that there was nothing magical or mystical about it. It was just a trunk. But it was nice and an antique. It was definitely worth more than he paid for the entire lot. Not needing a trunk like this, he immediately took a picture and put it on his catalog. Someone would buy it quickly. Magic users loved trunks like this. Opening it up, he began to look through the contents.
Antique tarot cards. Not worth a lot, but probably thirty or forty bucks. He added them to the catalog. A couple of old books about Wicca and nature magic. He'd see if he wanted to keep them, if not, then he'd add them. An old, dirty cloth with what looked like runes drawn into it. He immediately knew what it was. He was very thankful for the books that he bought on the subject of magical items. He knew what items were common and which items were legendary, and everything in between. Unfortunately, this one wasn't legendary. He couldn't remember the name, but it was used when demons buried other, respected demons after death. They weren't common but also not rare. It would sell fast for around three hundred and fifty bucks. The rest were just knick-knacks that wouldn't sell. He tossed those aside for the time being.
A few days previous, he had received a very large shipment of books, herbs, animal parts, and various magical items from a woman whose husband had been killed. He ran an actual magic shop which the wife had wanted nothing to do with. The whole mystical world really freaked her out. As such, she sold the entire stock to him for cheap. She just wanted it all gone as fast as possible, which he was happy to make happen.
Since he had a large stock of items, he went to the local demon hang and began handing out his catalogs to the demon patrons. He even paid the bartender, Willy, to keep a stack of them on the bar counter. While talking to the demons about things that they'd want in the catalog, he had gotten an idea. They didn't just want magical things, but ordinary things as well. Some demons couldn't just walk into a store. People would freak over their strange and sometimes scary appearance. If he could find a way to get cheap, ordinary items, they'd be sure to buy those as well. The first place that he looked was with the criminals of this world. He was lucky that L.A. was so close. There were plenty of scumbags there that needed to be taken down a peg. He hadn't been looking long until he found a small gang that was selling stolen cigarettes. Smiling to himself, he helped himself to them along with their entire stock. Several hundred cartons later, he found himself back in his warehouse adding them to his stock. By selling them at half price, they quickly began to "fly off the shelves". Who knew that demons loved to smoke so much?
Harry in the Hellmouth
Harry waited for Buffy to arrive at his warehouse, but she never showed. While it wasn't unusual, he did tell her that he'd be selling the jewelry and that she could come by for her cut. He figured that she would be here as soon as school ended. Once the sun was down, he hopped into his Jeep and went to find her. Only a mile or so into the drive, he began to think something wasn't right.
"Woooooooooooooooohooo!" yelled a middle-aged naked man as he streaked across the road right in front of his car that was stopped at a red light. He was so shocked that he didn't notice the light turn green until a car behind him honked and the old man behind the wheel yelled out, "Go before I kick your ass!" Shaking his head in confusion, he began to drive. A quick stop at Buffy's house and he found the place empty.
Next, Harry decided to check the Bronze. He knew that she liked to hang out there with her friends. The short trip was a bit hectic after nearly getting blindsided by a woman too busy putting makeup on to watch where she was going. As he pulled into the parking lot, he could tell that the place was packed. When he went inside, things just got weirder and weirder. Four old men were on the stage singing "Louie Louie" and dancing embarrassingly bad while middle-aged couples made out on the dance floor. He was pulled from the vomit-inducing sight by the sound of his name being yelled. Turning, he saw Buffy, Willow, and Oz standing there looking just as grossed out as he felt.
Walking up to them, he asked, "What the hell is going on? It seems that every adult in town is acting like a complete moron." Buffy grabbed his hand and pulled him along.
"C'mon. We have to figure out what is going on," she told him as they left the Bronze. Harry noticed that most seemed to be acting like teenagers from the 50s, 60s, or 70s. When they exited the building, Buffy and her crew jumped into her mom's car.
"What's with rat-face?" Harry asked, indicating to the short, bald guy who kept telling him to call him Snyder. Buffy smiled at the word rat-face.
"He's my principle. We'll take him and ditch him somewhere later on. You coming?" she asked. Harry quickly shook his head. She had talked him into letting her drive his Jeep when they went to the store one day. His lunch flashed before his eyes.
Shaking his head, he replied, "I've got my car here. I'll follow." She nodded and began pulling out. He quickly jumped into his and followed behind. Of course, Buffy was a lunatic behind the wheel and was halfway down the road before he could even start the car. By the time he had caught up, her car was in the middle of the road next to another wrecked car.
"Are you guys okay? What happened?" Harry asked, getting out of his car to check on them.
"We're fine," Willow said as the other driver ran off. Harry could see that Buffy had a cut on her eyebrow. He tilted her head so that he could get a look at it.
"That idiot crashed into me!" Buffy bellowed and pointed at the guy running away as she let him check her over. It wasn't a bad cut, and she was a quick healer. Harry looked at her car and laughed. It had clearly been T-Boned.
"Your mum's going to kill you," he snickered at the annoyed blonde. Buffy sighed.
"Let's keep going. We've got to find Giles so that we can fix whatever's happening," she told him.
"We think it's the band candy," Oz added.
"We're going to find Xander and Cordelia and do some research. Hopefully, we'll be able to figure out what's behind this," Willow chimed in. Harry nodded and tossed his keys to Oz.
"I'll give Buffy some backup." The two youngsters nodded and jumped into his Jeep and drove off. Harry turned to Buffy. "Where are we going?"
"Ratboy knows where the candy is coming from. He's going to lead us there," she said as she got into the driver's seat. Snyder ran around the car and opened the door but was stopped by a strong hand grabbing the back of his shirt.
"In the back, Ratboy," Harry ordered firmly, getting into the passenger seat. He ignored his cries about him calling shotgun as Buffy started up the car and floored it.
The drive was short and ironically, they ended up near Harry's warehouse. Buffy pulled up to the loading area where two men were tossing candy to a small mob of ravenous adults. If that wasn't bad enough, they saw Giles and Buffy's mom hardcore making out. Harry had to hide a laugh at Buffy's expression. While she dealt with them, Harry hopped onto the concrete platform and easily knocked them out. Grabbing one of the chocolate bars, he sniffed it. It smelled like chocolate. He definitely wasn't about to taste it. Once Buffy was finished dressing them down, she jumped up and joined him before entering the warehouse. Harry followed with the others following him. They crept through the stacks of crates filled with Milkbars before coming across a man on the phone.
"Ethan Rayne," Buffy stated. Apparently, she had a history with the guy. Only seconds later, the man bolted. He didn't get very far before his arms and legs snapped together, and he fell to the floor. The interrogation was short and weak. The man practically gave up everything from the start. A man named Trick was collecting a tribute from the townspeople, and he needed them distracted.
The demon was named Lurconis, and after a call to Buffy's gang, they found out that the demon ate live babies. Obviously, they couldn't let this stand. Going to the pediatric ward of the hospital, they found four babies missing. After some arguing about Snyder being a coward, Giles figured out that the snake-like demon lived in the sewers, so that's where they were heading next.
Buffy must have been an expert at traversing the sewers because, in no time, they came across the ritual site. Buffy just jumped in and began fighting. When Harry jumped in, he conjured an arrow and shot it through the chest of a vampire. As dust filled the room, he saw a black vampire turn tail and run. Probably a smart move on his behalf. Buffy killed two others before kicking a third into a pool of water. Harry was happy to see Giles and Joyce had removed the babies from the scene. Just then, the ground began to tremble, and they could hear noises coming from an opening in the wall near the wet vampire.
"What the hell's that?" Giles asked as they looked around. Harry already knew what it was. Holding his wand tightly in his grasp, he waited for his opportunity.
Suddenly, what looked like a giant Garter snake popped its head through the opening and swallowed the vampire whole. Joyce yelled out in shock while Harry said, "Eww!"
Before it could creep back down the tunnel, Harry used his magic to summon it out. The beast screeched in anger as it was being pulled from the tunnel, causing everyone to cover their ears from the loud sound. Harry conjured a javelin and fired it at the beast. It flew true and struck the demon in the head, piercing its brain and causing it to drop dead. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. He was happy that no one wanted to stick around for very long. The babies needed to be returned after all. Harry placed a protective ward around the area so that he could come back and harvest the demon.
They dropped the babies off and everyone went their own way. Harry picked up his car and went home to shower. When he was clean, he turned invisible and apparated into Buffy's room. He smiled at seeing her drying her hair with a towel. He made sure to silence and ward her room so that Joyce wouldn't hear before turning visible. Buffy jumped and squeaked in shock before glaring.
"You scared me," she complained, which made Harry smile. "Wait! My mom will hear!" she panicked before Harry calmed her down and told her about the wards.
"I come bearing gifts," he told her, waving a small pile of money. "Your half of the jewelry money. It seems that you were too busy to pick it up today."
Buffy smiled and lunged at the money. Quickly snatching it, she flopped back onto the bed and counted it. "Four hundred!" she squealed happily. Who knew that teenage girls loved money? Harry was too busy eyeing up her smooth legs to care. She was wearing a very thin tank top and very short shorts. When she saw what he was staring at, she smiled.
"Thinking about joining me? I haven't had my daily dose of Slayer juice," she joked, running her delicate hand down the length of her sun-kissed skin. Harry cleared his throat.
"I really need to get back and harvest Lurconis. We're gonna make a pretty good amount of money off of it. Harvested parts of named demons always sell for way more," he told her, keeping his eyes on her soft, smooth skin. Just then, Buffy lifted her legs up and slid her shorts off. As the shorts slid up her legs, her pussy was exposed, and he could see that her lips were pressed tightly together. He could also see that she was freshly shaved. Her mound and lips were as smooth as ever. Keeping her legs up in the air, she wiggled her sexy bottom and looked at him.
"Are you sure that you don't want to join me?" she asked, smiling sexily. Harry was rock-hard, and he could feel himself giving in.
"Well … maybe an hour or two won't make any difference," he replied, taking off his clothes faster than he ever had before. When he climbed on the bed, Buffy sat up and lifted up her arms. Harry happily removed her shirt and exposed her small but perky tits. He kissed her deeply before moving down to her neck. Buffy fell back onto her bed and moaned as he sucked on her sweet-smelling skin. Her fingers threaded through his messy hair and he kissed her shoulders and nipped at her collarbone. Pushing his head down, she arched her back and presented her breasts to him. Buffy's eyes fluttered as his lips peppered her breasts, kissing every inch of them. When his lips latched onto her hard, pink nub, she groaned in appreciation.
Buffy couldn't help but rub her legs together. She was getting incredibly wet, and she could feel her pussy tingling. She needed it badly. Trying to tempt him, she opened her legs wide and began rubbing her wetness all over his belly. When he looked up at her, she blushed but continued to rub herself on him. Taking the hint, Harry settled between her parted thighs and easily sank into her slick depths. Both moaned as he bumped into her cervix, and Buffy wrapped her legs around him just as he started thrusting his hips. Moments later, they were sucking on each other's tongues as Harry fucked her with long, deep strokes that hit every pleasurable spot that she had.
Harry started to slowly bleed his magic into her and the response was quick. She shuddered violently, and her pussy began to grip him tighter than before. Her wetness had increased and was now creating a very wet squelching noise every time that he would penetrate her teenage pussy. Buffy was gasping and whining as he stimulated her g-spot and made her legs squeeze him tightly. The scent of her arousal was intoxicating to him as it quickly filled her room. Breaking the kiss, he rested his forehead against hers as he fucked her harder and harder. Her eyes met his, and they breathed heavily as both got closer to release. Buffy's mouth was open and cute, little gasps left her lips as her pussy clamped down hard. Harry smiled and hit her with a powerful dose of magic just as she started cumming. Buffy screamed violently as she came harder than ever. Her pussy nearly crushed his cock as her juices squirted around his thick member. Harry just let her scream as he pushed all the way in and began to fill her with his seed. He sighed happily as ropes of cum spurted out and coated her insides. Harry could feel her walls pulsating and massaging the cum from his balls. When he was finally done, Harry grabbed her and flipped them over until she was lying on top of him.
With his cock still buried deep within her, she rested her head on his chest and fell asleep as he cupped her ass with his hands. Harry smiled to himself. He'd let her rest a while before leaving. He had a demon to carve up after all.
