20/01/2007 03:53:00
Title: Delectable Brunet
Author: Demongirl024
Timeline: Somewhere after Willow's evil spell, Buffy and Spike were never more than spuffy friends. Harry Potter timeline? Not sure yet.
Disclaimer: Everything Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Harry Potter belongs to Joss Whedon and J. K. Rowling, respectively.
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Willow hummed a jaunty tune as she strolled down the narrow corridor that led to her living-quarters. She approached the portrait that guarded her door, spoke the password and walked inside quickly, scanning the room for any hats lying around. Willow wondered what she'd gone and done for the sake of a possible brilliant match this time; after all, she only owned two hats. One was an odd witch's hat that she'd wound up with after an explosive round with wizard crackers at Christmas dinner. It was a pure black color that shone green in sunlight, blue in moonlight, and for some reason, was phosphorescent. It had pale pink frills around the base, one lime-colored patch, and a bend at the tip, and was, on the whole, a strange hat for Willow to wear to dinner, and she would most probably garner some strange looks. The second hat was a classic horse race hat, complete with large flower, lace, frills, and feathers. Willow paused. No, compared to Professor Trelawney, who had announced at breakfast that she would 'grace the great hall with her dining presence', Willow would look relatively normal. Actually, in that lacy hat, Willow would look rather cute, in her own opinionю
Miss Kitty Fantastico was dozing on Willow's bed, and Willow once-again thanked her lucky stars Professor Dumbledore had agreed to find Miss Kitty for her. When Willow had gone evil, her and Tara's pet had run off in fear. When Professor Dumbledore had recovered Miss Kitty for her, Willow'd had to do a lot of petting and in general a lot of treating her cat to get herself back into Miss Kitty's good graces.
Willow removed her cloak and dumped it on her bed rather unceremoniously, and Miss Kitty Fantastico miaowed loudly to announce her displeasure at being woken from her nap. Willow grinned unabashedly, opened her wardrobe, and discovered that her hat wasn't inside the wardrobe; it was on top of it. Pulling a pale pink sweater out, Willow stepped back and shut the wardrobe door. With a quick, muttered 'accio', the hat was in her grasp. Willow threw it onto the bed, missing Miss Kitty Fantastico by a couple of centimeters. Miss Kitty Fantastico seemed to know that if she wanted to avoid being covered by any of Willow's belongings, she had better remove herself from the bed, and so she shook off Willow's cloak and leapt onto the vanity.
Willow quickly removed the sweater she was wearing, and pulled on the pink one. Just because all the other teachers wore their wizarding robes even on the weekends, and throughout the holidays, didn't mean that Willow had to do as they did. She pouted momentarily as she remembered the unfortunate Potions accident that had caused her to lose her favourite jumper. She had been in one of the dungeons, brewing up an anti-pimple potion, seeing as all the stress had caused her formerly unblemished skin to break out, and she had accidentally added too much bubotuber pus. The excess bubotuber pus had reacted with the hydrochloric acid she'd put in earlier, and her potion ended up exploding and antagonizing her pimples, as well as removing a good portion of her eyebrows. Luckily, Willow had been able to re-grow her eyebrows quickly and magically, but her jumper had been on the table next to the cauldron and ended up damaged beyond magical repair. And it had been her favourite one, too.
Willow fastened her cloak around her shoulders, and walked over to the vanity mirror to see if her hair was all right. Satisfied with her appearance, she placed the hat on her head, and stalked out of the room. However, as soon as she'd passed the rug at the end of her bed and approached the door to her sitting-room, her stalk was ruined and she stumbled. Willow looked down at the floor and recognized her 'banana peel' as the familiar face of Clark Kent. When she had been invited to Hogwarts, she had asked each of her friends for something to remind her of them. Xander had given her several gifts, seeing as he had known Willow longest, and one of them was a collection of comic books. Willow smiled in fond remembrance, picked up the comic and placed it on the bed. It wouldn't do to damage such a first-edition comic any more than Xander had already damaged it, using the destructive powers of cheese, nachos, pizza and pepsi.