A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry I forgot a few things in the last chapter… The song from the last chapter was not my own, it was Whisper by Evanesence.
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or Harry Potter. Honestly if I did own Buffy, which I don't, it would still be on T.V.
The Marauders take two
Chapter two
"I hate commercial jets!" Dawn grumbled as she, Buffy, and Faith grabbed their bags. Giles had gone to the customer service station to get everything he needed to have a shuttle that would transport Joyce's body to the funeral home. Therefore leaving the girls to get their own luggage. Faith and Buffy got all of their bags off of the conveyer belt, while Dawn held their cart in place. Giles luckily hadn't needed to bring anything, seeing as he still had a home in London. Therefore it was only the sister's bags that needed to be retrieved.
Faith had left all the stuff she had at Hank's house and only took the things she had had in her room at her mothers' house.
Faith had given the hospital a sample of blood, per the request of the Sunnydale Police department and told the officers that had accompanied her, that if it proved that Hank Summers wasn't her father she wanted out of his house, to live with her sisters. The police officers had come to the hospital and requested that samples of blood be taken from Joyce, Buffy, Dawn, and herself. After that had been done, they left to get a sample of blood from Hank Summers, for which they had had to get a warrant for. (A/N: I don't know it that is true, that they would need a warrant to get a blood sample. But for the sake of my story lets just say that they did.) They had gotten their warrant a week before Joyce passed. This morning the hospital had called and gave them the answer that they were looking for. Giles had then immediately called the local authorities, which had, in turn, given Buffy full permission to take her sisters out of the country.
James and Lily had given them directions to 12 Grimmauld Place, also known as Black Manor, while James, Lily and Spike had taken the floo network to magical London, via a small Wizarding community that they had found just outside of LA, mostly due to the fact that there was no way to get the three of them across a foreign border with no passport, and even if they could have obtained a forged passport for them, Buffy figured that it would have alerted someone, and most likely it would have been someone of the bad kind. The three girls planned on meeting them outside Black Manor, since no one could gain access to Black Manor unless a Black descendent granted it willingly. Giles, however, would not be joining them right away. He had to make a formal appearance at the Council to inform them that the only two slayers alive were not only NOT guarding the hell mouth, but were currently in London awaiting the reunion of their magical family. Needless to say, the shit was going to hit the fan.
Buffy frowned at her two bags as she lifted them. They were heavy even for her slayer strength. "I thought they would be lighter," she stated casually. Faith just rolled her eyes and lifted her own two bags. "B, think about how much stuff we smashed into them.' Faith said sounding rather annoyed. Buffy just ignored her sister's tone. She knew better than anyone that Faith hated staying in one place for to long a period of time. Instead she just groaned and pulled Dawn's bags off of the conveyer belt, as well. Dawn held the cart with all her might, as her sisters piled on the heavy bags. "Do you think, if I told Spike about the leering steward, that maybe he'd eat him?" Dawn asked through clenched teeth as she tried to hold onto the cart as her two extremely strong sisters just kind of threw the heavy bags on the cart, which in turn caused the cart to move with she was trying to keep it from falling over. Faith thought for a moment and shrugged. "Who knows? He might." Buffy rolled her eyes at both of her sisters and shook her head. "Dawn, he's not going to eat a guy just because he leered at a 15 year old girl." she said quietly so that no one would over here their odd conversation. " -- Although I have a feeling he might want to do just that." she restated just as quietly after she thought it over for a moment. "You know Spike. If anyone so much as looks at you the wrong way, they don't stand a chance at living to see the next day. -- Happily anyway." Dawn chuckled and grabbed a part of the cart. And with that all three girls had to push the cart, seeing as it was even to heavy for one slayer to move on her own and went in search of Giles.
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The girls lead James, Lily and Spike up to and into Black Manor. James and Lily shared a smile as the girls dropped their bags to the floor, causing an echoing thud throughout the house. They just looked at the house around them in awe. " I knew mom had good taste in art, but damn, she had good taste in Men. -- I wonder what happened to it." Faith said out loud. Buffy forgot to roll her eyes as she took in the house. "Oh come on, Hank wasn't that bad." she said trying to be the reasonable big sister. Dawn and Faith raised an eyebrow at their older sister and said. "Yes, he was." Buffy conceded after a moment. "Okay, yeah he was." 'Oh well, so much for being the reasonable big sister.' she thought to herself casually.
Dawn took a moment to look around the room they were standing in. then she raised her eyebrow in question toward James. "We own this place, right?" James nodded in confusion. Dawn's eyes lit up, with relief and excitement. "Good, then maybe we can make it not so. 'Off with their head's'." Faith shook her head in amusement. "You've been watching to much Gilmore Girls and WB, D." Dawn just rolled her eyes
Once again the sisters found themselves in complete silence as they looked around the entrance… 'Room', of Black Manor. "This is bigger than our house back in LA." Buffy said causally. Faith gave a slight chuckle and Dawn raised her eyebrow and slowly, turned her head to look at her oldest sister. Dawn was used to Anya stating the obvious, not the blond slayer beside her. "Buffy, the entrance way in bigger than our house back in LA." Dawn said half sarcastically and half seriously.
James looked at his youngest goddaughter and felt a chill run down his spine. The girl truly was Sirius Black's daughter, through and through. But he also noticed, in all three girls, that there was a cold edge to them at times. That was something that really worried him. It was a trait that Regulous Black was notorious for. But it seemed that the trait was just a tad bit stronger with Dawn. Something else he knew he would be having a hard time adjusting to. "You reminded me so much of your father just then." he told her with a chuckle trying to forget his thoughts that were rather unsettling. Dawn just smirked at him, with a smirk that was far to Slytherin like for his liking. But his thinking was cut short when alarms began going off.
"Bloody Hell!" Spike growled and held his hands over his ears. Lily and James watched as their three goddaughters grimaced and ran to the vampire. They each held a hand over his ears, as they tried to relieve him of the pain that was caused by the loud alarms and his sensitive hearing. It was obvious that all three girls cared greatly for the bleach blond vampire. The end of the alarms was followed by multiple loud popping sounds that caused Spike to growl, once again and flash his amber eyes. The room was now filled with men and women that had wands aimed at all of them. The uniforms immediately told both James and Lily exactly who where holding them at wand point. Aurors.
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Meanwhile at Hogwarts…
Remus Lupin was visiting Harry at Hogwarts. They were currently located in the Room of Requirement, in the company of Ron, Hermione, and Sirius Black. Harry had leant his godfather his invisibility cloak, to get him into Hogwarts undetected by everyone but Dumbledore. Harry was in the middle of telling Remus bout the trio's recent intervention, of Voldemort's, most recent plans to be executed on unsuspecting muggles and such, when all the sudden he just stopped talking.
"Harry?" Remus asked in concern, Sirius was looking at his godson in concern as well. "Harry, what is it?" Hermione asked anxiously. Harry just looked at them with a grave expression. "Something's not right." was all he said before he got up and walked out of the room of requirement with the 4 of them right be hind him. "Chocolate Pretzels." Harry said when he reached the phoenix statue to get into Dumbledore's office. Harry entered before the statue even fully moved, with the others piling in behind him. His mind was turning a mile a minute. He had no idea how he knew any of this …but…
"Harry what can I do for you?" Dumbledore asked interrupting Harry's train of thought, even though they all could see that he was very urgent about something else. "What is happening at Black Manor?" Dumbledore stopped all movement when he heard Harry's question. "Harry, no one calls 12 Grimmauld Place, Black Manor." Sirius said, trying not to get choked up. Harry closed his eyes and concentrated hard and then smiled he could picture a little girl with blond hair and an older blond woman who was smiling as well. After a moment a feeling told him exactly who they were. He turned to his godfather, and surprised everyone with what he said next. "Aunt Joyce and Eliza do." Sirius and Remus stood as still as statues. And Dumbledore gave the three and odd look. "Harry, not just anyone, or civilian has access to 12 Grimmauld Place." Harry leaned on Dumbledore's desk. "Unless you have the blood of Sirius Black running through your veins. And I assure you Eliza Black, just moved in." he smirked and then motioned to the fireplace. "How about we floo over and take a gander shall we?"
Spike stood behind his girls smirking inwardly. It was times like this that he loved being a wand less wizard. He waited until his girls had the wand happy blokes and bints that were considered witches and wizards, focused on them. During this time, he heard the floo network being used three rooms down in the North wing. He waited just another moment more for the Aurors to move just a little bit closer to them, then with a slight motion of his hand he had all of the Auror wands in his hand, and then passed the crossbows, that he had conjured, discreetly to his two slayers. Within moments Faith and Buffy had the crossbows up and in the faces of the Aurors. "You hold us at wand point…" Buffy began. "And now we hold you at arrow point." Faith finished. Dawn stood on the other side of Buffy, not even realizing that her eyes were now glowing green. "And in our own home none the less. Now how about you tell us why you're here and we'll decide whether or not you have the right to be in our home today." The three girls stared down the intruders in the only fashion befitting three sisters who have fought and survived on the most dangerous Hellmouth in existence.
Neither of the girls noticed the new comers, and Spike, James and Lily were hoping to keep it that way. The three sisters would view them as intruders as well, when they were far from it. That was not a battle any of them would be looking forward to. "You have no right to be on this property." one of the Aurors dared to tell the girls. "Blood and Birth gives us all the right we need to be in this house and on this property." Faith ground out between her clenched teeth. "The name is Eliza Anne Black." Buffy spoke first. "Faith Andrea Black." Faith followed, and Dawn ended with, "Dawn Angelica Black." None of the Aurors could respond fast enough, because the three girls now found a fifteen-year-old boy in front of them. "They are who they say they are." The young boy said. The 'wand happy' Aurors seemed reluctant, but nodded; however Spike noticed that they agreed only after glancing at the old man that had been the headmaster of Hogwarts forever, it seemed. "Can we get our wands back?" an Auror asked in annoyance. Spike was the one who answered. "Hell no! You bloody whelp. First you set off the beggaring alarms and give me the headache of the bloody century. Then, and most of all, you have the bloody balls to point them at my girls in a threatening manner! Oh no, I don't you be getting these back and bloody time soon." he ended his rant with the air about him that made him such an influential master vampire. The girls backed off and stood near Spike to their support and protection from and of him. Buffy had her back against his chest and he had on hand on the bases of both Dawn and Faith's back. All the people in the room could see that the four of them were as close as anyone could get, that they had their own special family unit. And the point was proven greater when, one very brave or very stupid Auror made a move for Dawn. Spike was faster and moved in front of Dawn in full game face and growling protectively, with amber eyes ablaze in anger. Faith and Buffy flanked Spike on both sides of him, crossbows once again raised. "Don't even bloody think about it." Spike growled threateningly. "There is something wrong with her! Her eyes were glowing green!" That of course made Spike growl angrily. "There is nothing wrong with my nibblet and you are in no way shape or form touching one single hair on her head!" "Uncle James, keep these creeps away from my family!" Buffy ground out. It was then that everyone in the room seemed to realize that James and Lily Potter were standing in the room, very much alive and very pissed off.
James was the first to say anything. He set the Aurors with a deadly glare and ground out. "I think it's time for you all to leave." his eyes, too, were ablaze and temper flaring. One Auror daringly stood toe to toe with the pissed off James Potter. "You bloody Death Eater! Are you stupid enough to take the form of James Potter!" Before James could reply, Buffy moved herself in between the Auror and her godfather. "Last time I checked, suck up boy, the only way to look like someone else was a polyjuice potion. And if I remember correctly the hair has to come form a living breathing donor." she glared smugly at the Auror, knowing she had him beat at his own game. "So what do you say you scurry along and then we'll discuss your alleged Auror ability with the minister of magic." Faith said as she moved to stand next to her godfather. "You can't do that! That's illegal!" Another Auror ranted. Dawn gave him a glare that would have killed if she had the ability to do so. "I'm a Black, don't push me!" she said menacingly.
There was the sound of a staff hitting the floor. "That will be enough." Dumbledore said sternly, addressing everyone and then turned to Aurors. "You will peacefully leave the Black Estate as asked. I shall personally see to it that your wands be returned to you in a timely manner. -- However, there are personal matters to be discussed that you need not be present for." After Dumbledore's little speech, it took some more convincing, but they finally, yet reluctantly, vacated the premises, via port key.
While all of this is going on Lily had yet to take her eyes off of her son. Harry, on the other hand, couldn't bring himself to look at his parents. He knew they weren't death eaters in poly juice potion, because Black manor didn't allow witches or wizards under the poly juice inside. So that only left two or three options. One, his parents were really standing in front of him. Two, he was dreaming, or three; they were all under a spell that allowed them to see James and Lily Potter.
However, before he or anyone else got the chance to ask or even say anything about the present situation, Lily Potter fainted and the Black sisters were thrown again the walls. Buffy and Faith were knocked unconscious and Dawn just kind of floated in mid-air with her eyes closed. Harry, James, and Sirius seemed torn on whom to run towards. Spike, on the other hand, was by two his girl's side, with one eye on Dawn and the other on Lily. James decided to check his wife, not even a second after his slight hesitation. Sirius on the other hand just kind of stood there frozen. Remus kept his eyes glued to Lily and James, fore none of what had been said about the girls had truly sunk in yet. Ron and Hermione just stood there in confused shock. Dumbledore in the other hand had his eyes glued to the young girl floating in the middle of the room.
James pulled his wife into his lap, while he sat on the floor. "Lily!" he said her name urgently, while smoothing out her hair. He also noticed Harry scoot down next to his mother and look at her in concern. The worry was extremely evident in his emerald eyes. "Lily, dear, it might be in the best interests of everyone if you wake up, right about…now would be good actually. Especially, since Harry looks as though he's about to have a panic attack or a nervous break down." James said half sarcastically and half seriously, trying to keep calm for everyone, as well as, trying to keep himself from panicking. Harry couldn't help but let out a little smile at his father's tone, completely understanding what he was trying to do. After a few moments, Lily did begin to stir. "Oh, James!" she began crying into his shirt. "I had a dream of, Harry! He looked just like you! What if he resents is for not being there while he grew up!" she continued to sob into her husband's chest. James held her tight and did his best to sooth her, but he had no idea what to say. He slowly looked up at his son to gage his reaction. He was pleased to see tears in his son's eyes and shaking his head vigorously. James could see that his son was clearly upset at the words leaving his mothers mouth. "Lily, don't worry about it. We'll talk to him about it later, and as for looking just like me…" James tilted his head and looked at his son, with a smile. "Sorry, Lily flower, besides the unruly black hair that is undoubtedly Potter, and the glasses, he's all you, my dear. At least to me he looks like you." He winked at his son. "Especially his emerald eyes, he's all you, baby." Lily sniffled, but continued to cry, Harry blushed and turned away in embarrassment, which caused James to chuckle.
When Lily didn't stop crying, Harry became desperate, and decided it was best that he try talking to his mother. However, that would leave him in one of the most vulnerable positions, emotionally, of his life. He mustered up all of his Gryffindor bravery, anyway and looked his father in the eyes. "Can I try?" he asked in a whisper that was barely audible, but James heard him anyway. James gave him a reassuring smile and nodded. Harry took a deep breath and reached out a shaky hand and took his mothers hand in his own. The moment their skin touched they both gasped at the power that coursed through their veins. Lily stiffened in her husband's arms and Harry smiled widely, "Hello, Mum!" All the while Harry was smiling widely, while his eyes misted up. Their thoughts about the current situation were now forgotten for the time being.
Lily moved slowly and turned to look at their joined hands and then at her teenaged son, who was sitting before her. "H-Harry?" Harry chuckled at his mum's awed tone. "Yes, Mum. It's me H-H-Harry." he said the last part jokingly to make her laugh. He succeeded in making his father chuckle and his mother glare at his father, but she had a wide smile plastered to her face, that belied her annoyance. "Oh, Yes. He is a Potter through and through." her two Potter men laughed and then the married couple 'oomph-ed' simultaneously as Harry threw himself at them and hugged them tightly. Lily let out a giggle and wrapped her arms around her son, with James soon following suit.
Mean while Spike had checked over his two slayers, to make sure they were okay. But the fact that Dawn had yet to come down from her floating position or open her eyes had not gone unnoticed, by him or the others and was beginning to worry them all. After a few moments the two slayers awoke, but were extremely groggy. However, to the people who, were aware of Spike's history, (Hermione, Dumbledore, and Sirius), found the situation rather ironic. Here was a former master vampire, who had killed two slayers in his 'youth', and now here he was in love with one and a big brother to another.
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In a 'dream world' of sorts Dawn found herself in a world that seemed to be made of… clouds. She looked around and raised an eyebrow. "Okay, I know I'm the key and all, but if there is an actual dimension devoted to clouds… that just takes the weirdness grand prize, even on the hellmouth scale!" she ranted as she looked around.
It was then that she heard a crazy sounding laughter. She spun around and saw a glimpse of blood red and black. Then she heard… "Focus, my little pumpkin belly. Focus." Dawn breathed deeply and closed her eyes as she felt her mother's presence run through her and calm her nerves. She knew her mother wasn't there physically, not like this person, who was playing with her. But she was there in spirit looking over her daughter, for this meeting. As she let her ancient powers spread out, she smiled as she picked up the energy that radiated off of the being. She opened her eyes slowly and smiled. "Hello, Drusilla."
Dawn didn't even flinch when Drusilla and her doll, Miss Edith, appeared in front of her. The female vampire tilted her head, as she looked Dawn in the eyes. "The rays of sunshine wrap my Spike in warm arms of love and welcome." Dawn just tilted her head in a smug way. "He is a good man, and is loved and respected by all the girls of the Black Summer." Dawn stated with her twisted own, personal way, of speaking, but she knew Drusilla understood. It was her way of telling the female vampire, of her magical and family heritage without actually coming out and saying who and what she descended from. "You radiate that very essence, my sunshine." Drusilla smirked. Dawn chuckled and shook her head. "Wow, being a seer really will make someone loopy." Drusilla shrugged and smiled. "You question why you are here," she stated as she roamed Dawn's mind. Dawn just gave her a look that clearly said, …"gee, you think?" Drusilla just chuckled and nodded. "You are your fathers daughter, my sunshine." But after that statement Drusilla got eerily serious and quiet. Dawn didn't need to be a seer or psychic to know what that particular look meant. "How long do I have until she comes looking for it and then realizes just 'what' the key really is?"
Dawn leaned into the hand Drusilla used to cup her face in comfort. "I will help stall her as much as I can, my sunshine. But you must learn to harness your power. A slayer and an ancient power you must become by the second full moon." Dawn closed her eyes and held back the tears. "What about the war against Voldemort? How can we fight two wars at once and win?" she opened her eyes to both hear and see Drusilla's response. "Only the amount of power and knowledge will determine those destinies that now rest solely on your shoulders." Dawn nodded and let the tears slowly fall. Her capability and her willingness to be selfless would ultimately be the deciding factor in the lives that are saved and lost. "Our time is coming to an end, my sunshine. Do apologize to the slayers for me; they will have quite the headache once they awaken. But it is time for you to accept your true essence and power. Use it well and wisely, fore it is not given to just anyone. Your powers can be taken just as quickly and easily as they were given." Dawn nodded and smiled as she watched Drusilla begin to fade. Then her eyes widened. "Drusilla! Wait!" Drusilla raised an eyebrow in question, but stayed a moment longer as requested. "I would like it very much if I knew I had you to watch my back when the war is here." Dawn said seriously and allowed the truth behind her words show in her eyes. Drusilla saw it and smiled lovingly. "You are my sunshine of the Black Aurlian Summer, and there Miss Edith and I shall be when the time is needed for our presence." Dawn smiled and nodded. They stared at each other and wordlessly said their goodbyes. And the world of clouds began to disappear around the two of them with a parting message from Joyce Black - Summers. "The hardest thing to do in this world is to live in it. But the best thing to do in this world is to live. And live you shall, live for me, my pumpkin belly. Live for me and for you."
And just before she opened her eyes, images flashed through her mind. The more of them she saw the more anger built up within her. She knew exactly what the were of… Peter Petegrew, betraying not only her family but also the oath of the marauders code. Which was something that was considered above all laws, to one Padfoot, Prongs, Mooney, and Lily Flower.
She opened her eyes with a start, causing vases, glass, and mirrors to shatter. Her emotions had the best of her and for the first time in her life, if you looked at her, you know she was much stronger than she let on. She had slayer heritage in her blood. And just because her father was Sirius Black, doesn't mean she didn't have other Black relatives influences. "Petegrew!" she growled as her anger festered in her, causing her brain to run rampant with ways of vengeance. Voldemort was Harry's; the death eaters she would leave to Buffy, Faith, Spike, and Drusilla, but Petegrew was hers.
Most everyone was so worried about her that they didn't notice the change in her or they just choose to ignore it. But her change didn't go unnoticed and to those few who saw it, it worried them deeply.