Disclaimer: I am not Joss Whedon, nor J.K. Rowling.. I am me.. I own nothing, but some of the plot and saying.. The song is Eminem, featuring Nate Dogg, "Shake That", so obviously it is his and not mine.. fyi.. lol
Author's note: Thanks for all the positive response to this so far. Also, there is a reason that I have Buffy in the sixth year and it will all be revealed. I promise! You can visit my website to see the outfit for the girls! ( 5
The discussion had gone about as well as Giles could have expected, there was yelling, mostly on the part of Harry, and little blood shed, because he had sat next to his slayer. She had calmly taken in everything that had happened to her, but when she had found out how her little brother was being treated she was angry, but the minute she had heard prophecy she had been livid.
"I'm going out," Buffy announced calmly getting to her feet. The discussion was far from over, but she wasn't about to sit and listen to a prophecy about her brother, made by a weirdo teacher who was thought to be a quack. She wasn't going to listen to Harry's destiny, why couldn't destiny let the two of them go? What right did it have to take a hold of her life and her brother's life, without so much as asking. She was angry, very angry, and she needed to blow off some steam before she hurt someone.
"Miss Lupin-Black,"
"It's Summers." Buffy cut in, she would not accept that destiny, quite yet, the wizarding world was not ready to handle the daughter of Voldermort, time would tell if she would be ready to be that girl, she had finally come to an understanding of her slayer power, if not anything else. She held up her hand when the arguments would have begun again, "Your world is not ready for me to be Voldemort's daughter, I'm not ready to be Voldemort's daughter. I am still an American citizen by the name of Buffy Summers and until that has passed, I am 18!" Giles tried to not smile, but he couldn't help it, this was his slayer, stubborn, but very loyal to those that deemed themselves worthy. "And if I sit here any longer listening to him," she jerked her head to Dumbledore, "I'm going to seriously consider taking his stick thing too." She stood up and began to make her way out of the room when she realized that Harry wasn't behind her. "You coming, Harry?"
"Yea," he said, he wanted to get to know his sister and she was the only one that was treating him as though he had the right to know what destiny had in store for him. He hadn't heard what her story was, but he was sure that she would tell him, she just seemed like she was getting the short end of the stick, like him. Hermione and Ron quickly got up and followed the group out. Dumbledore put his head in his hands and wondered what he had done to deserve this group of people, Buffy would give anyone a run for their money in trouble making, including the twins.
"I'll be going with them," Giles said, he knew that she would go to a nightclub and she wouldn't want to take Harry's friends with her when she slayed, she might consider taking Harry so that he could see what she had been sent away for, what power she possessed and so that they could talk about prophecies.
"I'll go as well," Severus said slowly, Giles looked at him knowingly, but he chose to ignore that, "You have been out of our world for a while, you don't know whom you can trust." The two of them made their way to their own rooms to grab muggle looking clothes, but Snape was having some trouble. Buffy watched as he was trying to get ready, he would flick his wand every now and again to change his outfit and then he would shake his head and began again. Buffy had taken two seconds to get dressed in her leather pants, a dark green top that accented her new red hair, that had no back and her hair was down, making her look like a tasty treat for any vampire. She giggled as he began talking to himself and he turned sharply, a retort on his lips, but it died the minute he saw what she was wearing or more aptly what she wasn't wearing.
"Need help?" she asked innocently, a rush of heat swept through her as he looked her over. She returned the favor looking him over, picturing him in some tight, dark blue jeans, a white wife beater, and a black silk dress shirt and sent the image to him. He thought for a moment and then did his wand wave again, changing his outfit to that which Buffy had presented. She nodded her approval at him, allowing him to keep his black dress shoes.
"Hermione, I don't really think that is what you want to wear to go clubbineg," a young girl's voice said. Hermione was dressed in a simple plaid skirt and shirt, her bushy hair was going wild.
"What's wrong with the way I'm dressed?" Hermione asked innocently, the other girl rolled her eyes, in a way that just screamed Willow.
"What isn't?"
"Whose that?" Buffy asked, Snape and she were watching from the doorway and she could feel the heat from his body. She turned her head sideways and a little up so that she could look at him, at the same time that he looked down. Their eyes caught and they both watched each other, wondering what they should do.
"Ginny Weasley," Snape said slowly, he could just drown in her eyes. He knew she was a student, or soon to be student, but he just couldn't stop the way he was feeling. Buffy sighed as the argument kept going, she wasn't going clubbing with Hermione dressed as she was. She trudged down the stairs and grabbed Hermione.
"Let's go," she said, practically dragging the girl up the stairs, Ginny smirked at Hermione and stayed where she was. "You're not coming?"
"There is no way that my little sister is going clubbing," Ron said as he walked down the stairs. Harry and he were dressed in some jeans and t-shirts, Buffy could tell that Harry had dressed the two of them, because Ron looked slightly uncomfortable in the clothes he was wearing.
"I don't think that is really up to you," Buffy said slightly, he wanted to be treated as an adult, but he didn't want the same thing for his sister. She could understand how protective he felt, but it didn't get any safer than with her and two wizards, "If she wants to go, she can go." Ginny nodded eagerly, and grabbed Buffy and Hermione and ran up the stairs.
"There couldn't be a safer person to go with," Snape said to Ron, who looked like he was ready to have a heart attack. Snape being nice, to them, the world was going to end. Coming to his senses and realizing what he was doing, Snape turned on his heels and went to find Giles, before he did anything else.
Ginny dragged a protesting Hermione up the stairs, Buffy indicated that they should go into her room and Ginny dragged her in there. They slammed the door and Buffy began to rummage through her clothing until she found something that would look good on Hermione.
"Do you mind?" Ginny asked, indicating Buffy's closet.
"Nah," she replied, "Go ahead. Hey, I thought that the purebloods were oblivious to the styles of muggle clothing, yet you knew that Hermione wasn't wearing clubbing clothing and you knew muggle terms, how?"
"Dad," Ginny said as she took a look at the clothing Buffy wanted Hermione to wear and nodded her approval, "he is obsessed with what the muggles do and wear and invent, I saw the outfits that you guys wear and became opposed."
"And the shoes," Buffy said, she was happy to find someone that liked shopping as much as her. Ginny nodded happily and Hermione sighed,
"There is no way I am wearing that," Hermione said interrupting the two girls before they could get into a discussion of how Ginny knew what she knew. Hermione had a slight look of disgust as she observed the outfit Buffy was wearing, but she was blushing though, which Buffy knew that Hermione was putting up the fight because of who she presented to be.
"Yep," Buffy replied, "you have no choice," she forced the girl behind the changing screen and threw the clothes over the top, "Change," she turned her back and waited until she heard Hermione moving around before going to take a seat on the bed. "I don't know what you are so afraid of, you're going to make the guys go non-verbal."
"You'll look really good, Hermione," Ginny said as she pulled out a pair of leather pants, may as well make it a matching set for them all, but she had a top much like Buffy's, except it was black with a green dragon on the front, accenting her hair and eyes. Hermione thought she looked great, they both did, they had the bodies for it, but she did not, she couldn't hold a flame to the two of them.
"I like them verbal," Hermione muttered, but Buffy's hearing was good enough to pick up on it and she laughed, "What? They have a hard enough time talking to me as it is,"
"That's because they see you like a sister," Buffy replied, "This will make them see you as anything but a sister," she didn't know why she was helping this girl, probably had something to do with Hermione reminding Buffy so much of Willow, where she was shy and quiet. Ginny reminded her of her bestest friend because of her coloring and temper, she also seemed to pick up on the moods of her friends, much like Xander. She missed her friends so much and after learning that her brother had his own prophecy made her almost go mental. On the plus side, Giles was already looking for the prophecy references in the Codex, which is why she got her favorite torturer, of other people that is, Snape.
"Well?" Hermione asked when she stepped out. Buffy took in the black leather pants and light pink halter top, it looked perfect, except the hair. Buffy stalked over to where Hermione was standing and began pulling her bushy hair back, except for two pieces in the front, and made a tight bun, after pulling some thin stakes from one of her drawers and placing them in Hermione's hair, the girls were ready to go. Buffy grabbed a small leather jacket for Hermione and Angel's for herself and Ginny had already grabbed hers', before the three girls made it down the stairs. The boys stopped their chatter as the two girls made their way down the stairs, they both remembered Hermione at the Yule Ball, but this was different, she was different, she looked deadly.
"You look completely awesome," Ginny whispered, nudging her, Hermione was going to attract some attention tonight and it was going to be great. She was hoping to catch the attention of one wizard, with messy hair and a scar.
"See," Buffy said in satisfaction, pointing to the way that the boys were practically drooling over Hermione, "alright, let's get this show on the road." She walked quickly, confidently outside, past the adults that were still arguing in the kitchen, the others were hesitant, as though they were expecting a reprimand. Snape followed the group out, closing the door behind them, the only person that had observed them go was Molly and she nodded his thanks to Snape, who nodded back. She had threatened the two adults before they had left, but she knew that the kids needed to get out of this house and be kids, even if they were at war. Ron and Ginny were spending time together and that was an amazing feet alone by itself.
"Alright, everyone," they gathered around her and she held out a stake, "Grab a hold," everyone did and gasped as they felt the familiar tug of a portkey. When they got their senses together, except for Buffy and Snape, who were already on the look out for danger, the group made their way to a building with a lone man standing outside. Buffy nodded to the doorman who opened the door and let the group inside. The group gasped as they saw magic swirl around them. No one was doing outright magic, but there were spells creating a damper on the room so no one would know they were there. Everything else was run the same way as a muggle club, with a DJ, who nodded to Buffy, who returned the favor.
"Bloody hell," Ron said with awe in his voice as he tried to watch everything going on around him, "It's a wizards club,"
"You have to be very important to find one, let alone get into one," Severus murmured and Buffy nodded happily, being the slayer had it's benefits. One of those benefits came from when she saved the live of the doorman and knew the club owner, it helped to get into places.
"Ya, save someone once and you can't get rid of them," Buffy replied, "Just a couple of things, there is no fighting here, I don't care who it is, whether they started it or not, the owner doesn't like fights," she didn't mention that if it was her then the rules were simply bent, "So have fun," was all she said as she made her way to the dance floor, pulling Hermione out with her. As the music played Buffy began to teach Hermione how to dance and found that the girl had some moves all on their own, soon the two began to let the music take their movements and had the appreciation of every male in the place. Harry and Ron watched from the sidelines, unsure of what they should do, but that was quickly displaced as Ginny grabbed Harry and drug him out onto the floor. Ron was flustered for a moment and looked like he was about to go after Ginny, when a cute girl, with light brunette hair grabbed him and pulled him into the throng of people. Ron watched her dance, she was wearing a small black mini-skirt and a strapless top, that had section that covered her like a bra, that was black, and then the bottom part was see through pink and black area. Severus stayed in the shadows, absently talking to Giles, watching the blonde move; her movements were mesmerizing and almost primal, feral.
"Woo!
Shady, Aftermath
There she goes shaking that ass on the floor
Bumpin and grindin' that pole
The way she's grindin that pole
I think I'm losing control,"
Buffy and Hermione were having a great time, they were attracting a lot of attention from the opposite sex as well. Buffy smiled when she saw how wild Hermione was when she wasn't so in control of everything. This girl was Faith, if Faith had a little bit more control and you know, hadn't gone all evil. Buffy felt remorse for the way that the Faith situation had been dealt with, because she had gotten a bad rap, maybe she'd owl her later.
"Get buzzed, get drunk, get crunked, get fucked up
Hit the strip club don't forget ones get your dick rubbed
Get fucked, get sucked, get wasted, shit faceted
Pasted, blasted, puke drink up, get a new drink
Hit the bathroom sink, throw up
Wipe your shoe clean, got a routine goin'
Still got a few chunks on them shoestring showin'
I was dehydrated till the beat vibrated
I was revibed as soon as this bitch gyrated
Them hips and licked them lips and that was it
I had to get Nate Dogg here to sing some shit,"
Harry was having a great time. He had known how Ginny had felt about him, he was oblivious, but he wasn't that far gone. He wasn't sure how safe it was for him to be dancing this close with her, since she did have six older brothers, but when she had grabbed his hand and dragged him onto the floor he had felt something, it was like a calm peaceful feeling and he didn't want it to go away. He could feel the many stares he was getting and for once it was because of who he was with and not who he was. These wizards didn't seem to realize that he was amongst them or they just really didn't care. The only adults in the entire place were the doorman, the owner, Snape, and Giles, everyone else was a kid. Harry realized that they needed to be kids just like them, they couldn't be coddled forever, but they could act like the kids they were while they were here.
"Two to the one from the one to the three
I like good pussy and I like good trees
Smoke so much weed you wouldn't believe
And I get more ass than a toilet seat
Three to the one from the one to the three
I met a bad bitch last night in the D
Let me tell you how I made her leave with me
Conversation and Hennessey
I've been to the muthafuckin mountain top
Heard muthafuckers talk, seen 'em dropped
If I ain't got a weapon I'ma pick up a rock
And when I bust yo' ass I'm gon' continue to rock
Getcha ass off the wall with your two left feet
It's real easy just follow the beat
Don't let that fine girl pass you by
Look real close cause strobe lights blind,"
Ron was having the time of his life. He could still see his little sister, but he knew that eventually she would date and why not someone that he knew wouldn't take advantage of her innocence, because he was innocent as well. That didn't mean he wasn't going to give Harry a hard time, it just meant the brothers wouldn't be plotting his death, unless he hurt her and then he was fair game. Ron shook off his thoughts about Harry and concentrated on the girl that had drawn him onto the floor. She was teaching him how to dance and made it look good.
"I'm Tara," she said, while she taught him how to respond when she ground against, she giggled at his shocked reaction.
"Ron."
"We bout to have a party (turn the music up)
Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt)
I'm lookin for a girl with a body and a sexy strut
Wanna get it poppin baby step right up
Some girls they act retarded
Some girls are bout it bout it
I'm lookin for a girl that will do whatever the fuck
I say everday she be givin it up
Now,
Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
Ohh girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me,"
Hermione and Buffy girls were dancing with each other and no one else, when a boy or girl got too close the two would dance away. It wasn't as though their movements screamed they were together, just that they weren't there to look for a fling. Buffy felt someone's hands on her hips, she pulled away, but they would not let go. The person may not have known who they were grabbing, but they were about to get a first class introduction, slayer style.
"Excuse me," Buffy snarled as she turned around, she was startled for a moment at the appearance of the person, it was Spike, except a living, breathing one, kind of shorter too, "Mr. Grabby Hands," she put her slayer strength into her movement and forced him to let go of her hips, "I don't believe that I asked you to dance, so why don't you go back to your cronies and dance with them,"
"Malfoy," Hermione spat and the boy looked surprised, as though he hadn't known who Hermione was, but with her new look who could blame her. Buffy was very proud that Hermione's apparent enemy hadn't been able to identify her, that meant Buffy did a good job with her.
"Well, well, well," Malfoy said in disgust, "I see they will let just about anyone in here now a days, mudblood," Hermione bristled and flushed with anger, she was used to hearing that from Malfoy, but it didn't mean that she wanted to hear it, ever. She got her wand at the ready, but Buffy beat her to the punch, she knew that Hermione would probably regret whatever she did to the boy later, even if he deserved it.
"Well they did let you in, so I guess I should talk to management about who they let into these clubs." Buffy replied and it was Malfoy's turn to flush with anger. He reached for his wand, but Hermione and Buffy already had theirs out and pointed at him. He wondered briefly if he should just let it go, but he knew that he couldn't let some mudblood and her friend show him up, a Malfoy, his father would kill him.
"What, you think a mudblood is going to get away with that in here?" Malfoy asked in a surperior tone, he knew that he could get away with it, because of who he was, but there was no way that the wizards in this room wouldn't help him. "I am a well-known respected pureblood and if I say that you started the fight, then you are the one that is going to be unwelcome."
"Them?" Buffy asked, nodding to the rest of the room, "Oh, I don't think they are going to help you," she smirked at his look, this little boy knew nothing. She knew it had been the buzz of the club that she was coming tonight obviously someone forgot to mention it to this little twerp, that was why the club was this crowded. She wondered briefly if it had been intentional on the part of Lorne, but he was against unnecessary violence, so he might actually want her to take the boy down a peg or two. Her smirk grew bigger as Malfoy looked around and noticed no one else had drawn their wands to save him, in fact they were all looking on in interest. "I don't think we've been properly introduced," she said with a sickly sweet smile, "I'm Buffy."
"The slayer?" Malfoy asked, he turned pale slightly, he had seen his father in the hospital and he would shift in his sleep muttering something about the slayer. Out of curiosity Malfoy had looked the slayer up and found out all about her and what she was capable of. It was amazing the information that the Ministry had on the slayer, but they spoke of her with fear and awe, she was rarely spoken of because of her duty, but the Ministry did keep track of the current slayer.
"You have heard of me," Buffy exclaimed happily, "Now why don't you walk away, before I get you a bed next to your father?"
"This isn't the last.." before he could finish Buffy had hit him, sending him flying back through the club.
"What?" Buffy asked when Hermione looked at her, "I told him to go before he met the same fate as his father, sides he faired much better than his father." Malfoy moved to stand again and began making his way through the throng of people, but was stopped byt the girl that Ron had been dancing with, shrugging it off Buffy nodded to the DJ who began to play the music again as Hermione dragged Buffy off the dance floor.
"His father,"
"Is a total ass-hole," Buffy replied, "he didn't realize that a slayer can't be controlled. Oh sure, we can play at it, but the slayer is a part of us that likes to be in control when in battle situations. And when they come, it will be the slayer that will be the one in control, the one that can't be controlled, the stronger one." She felt, rather than saw the man who came up behind her. He was a green demon with two tiny horns, "Hey Lorne, sorry about that,"
"Hey," he replied, "you know I don't like it when there is a fight, but because it's you and he started I'll let it go this time."
"You know," Hermione said, getting over her shock of this demon quickly, "you can place a spell on your club that would allow no fighting,"
"Really, doll face?" Lorne replied and the girl nodded. He looked to the slayer who shrugged and smiled, "Tell me more," he lead her towards the VIP area, where only the owner was allowed to go and she couldn't help but smirk at Malfoy who was watching the scene with disgust. Buffy smiled and nodded to Giles. She jerked her head towards a couple on the dance floor and began to make her way to the floor. The boy saw her coming and his eyes went wide, he had gone a long time undetected here, but there was no way he could fool a slayer, especially when she had been on the Hellmouth. He made a run for the door, Buffy right behind him. Giles got Harry's attention and told him to go outside to see his sister. He nodded and made his way out the door and was shocked at the sight that greeted him. Buffy was fighting a vampire, he remembered Hermione mentioning them at some point during their career at Hogwarts. He was too shocked to react, he just watched as his sister kicked the vampire into the wall. The vampire slid down the wall and kicked himself up onto his feet, launching himself at Buffy, who met him half way in the air.
"Into every generation there is one who will be given the strength and skill to stop the spread of them." Giles said as he stood behind the boy, "She is the slayer, the Chosen one. She is your sister. Your sister was called as the slayer three years ago, when she was fifteen and she has been fighting for her life since then. Before she found out about all of this," Giles waved his hand towards the magic that could be seen in the club, "she was living on the very active Hellmouth,"
"I know this," Harry replied, Buffy had already mentioned this slayer information to him and he didn't know why he was hearing it again, "tell me something I don't know,"
"There was a prophecy that said the Master would rise and she would fall. She said she quite, she was very different then most slayers I had met, but she had a spark that the other's didn't. After vampires had attacked her friends, she had gone down, even though it meant death and she did, die that is," Giles said, he could see Harry's shocked face at this news. Hermione had told him that there was only one slayer at a time, but he had heard the others saying there was another slayer and he finally figured out why.
"But I had something no one had ever accounted on. Something no other slayer before me had, something that the Watcher's Council didn't want me to have," Buffy said, she had finished off the vampire when they were talking, "I had friends. One friend who followed me down into the hell hole and gave me CPR, saved my life," she took a step closer to Harry meeting his eyes, "but the vampire that killed me? He let me in on a secret, prophecies are very tricky things, they only tell half the story," she laughed bitterly, "if I hadn't gone down, he wouldn't have been able to rise."
"But you went down!" Harry exclaimed, he was still trying to wrap his head around her dying, he hadn't known her long, but he was protective of her, because she was family. It didn't matter who fathered her, she was his family. "You died!"
"I had to, Harry," Buffy replied, "it was the right thing to do. I couldn't let someone else die fighting the fight I was supposed to," Harry took this all in and nodded his thanks. He finally understood why she was so upset with his prophecy and could see that he would have the same thing she did, great friends that would pull him through the roughest times. "Just remember that even if your prophecy says that you will kill him, you will find a way, without dying yourself." She turned to look at her mentor, "Which is another thing we need to do right after his visit to court, is to go the Department of Mysteries." Giles nodded and they began to make their way inside when the guy she had been fighting with and the girl Ron had been dancing with came out the door.
"What were you thinking trying to start with a person under the slayer's protection?" the girl demanded, smacking Malfoy on the head, and Harry smiled at this. Buffy realized that this girl knew about slayers, most of the wizarding world thought she was a myth, but this girl knew that they were real, "Do you not remember what dad looked like afterwards?"
"Most of that was caused by his employer and not the slayer," Malfoy retorted, "Besides she's just a mudblood," the girl smacked him again,
"That's what is going to take you down the same road as our father and I am not going to be there to protect you," the girl said and Malfoy looked ashamed for a moment. "You know how he feels about me, but you make him proud. Normally that would be a good thing, but you know that making this man proud is not something we want to do. He has already been asking to get you the Mark and the day you get that Mark is the day you loose you sister," Malfoy looked ready to cry at the news. This was news to Harry, he hadn't realized that Malfoy had a sister.
"Malfoy has a sister?" Harry asked, "how come we've never seen her before?"
"She doesn't go to school with you?"
"No," Tara replied, she had noticed them right after she had gotten done yelling at her brother, "father didn't want his good name sullied by a child that doesn't believe in the old ways, but unfortunately I got a letter from Hogwarts this year and I accepted before he could decline."
"That's awesome," Buffy said stepping forward to talk to the girl, there was something about her that she liked and she just wasn't sure what it was, yet.
"Ms. Summers," Snape said as he walked outside, "I would recommend stepping away from the girl, you don't know who she is," Tara turned to look at Snape and flashed him a huge smile, before she took out her wand. He had been said to hear that her training was finally complete and that she would be returning, as good little girl, he had hopes that she would overcome that.
"Deatheater," Tara hissed, "I remember you. I remember how you talked my father to send me away, I thought it was for my protection, but then I arrived there and the family treated me horribly. I was physically and mentally abused for years, thanks to you."
"It was supposed to protect you," Snape replied, he hadn't heard where Lucius had sent the girl, until it was too late. He wouldn't wish the McClays on any child. While they weren't considered witches or wizards, they were the best at taking away the innocence of a child and beating them into submission, "I tried to get you out as soon as I realized where he had sent you, but it was to no avail, he wouldn't budge, but I heard that you came along nicely and that you would be joining our ranks soon."
"Never," she spat, her wand was still pointed at Snape, "I will never join that scum and neither will my brother. The family finally sent me back when they realized that I would never bow down to them and I began to fight back." Buffy felt for this girl who had been through a war, like her, for years, "When I finally killed the evil scum trying to rape me, it became apparent that it was time for me to go home,"
"I am glad to hear that you will not be joining us," he turned on his heel and walked back into the club, before anything else could be said. This was the one girl, besides Lily, that he had tried to help, because she was too innocent, too free and he had ruined that for her. He had killed that innocence, just like everything else he had touched.
"Sometimes fate has something in mind and it doesn't want us to know," Lorne said coming to stand beside the man, there was something about him that just screamed brooder and he was the exact opposite of the golden slayer that he liked. Lorne couldn't wait to see how well that turned out and he would be around to see it turn out. He patted him on the shoulder and turned around and walked away.
Outside
"Hi, I am Buffy," she held out her hand and Tara shook it, they both gasped as a fleeting memory took them over. In the space of a minute they both relived each other's most impressionable memories. "Wow,"
"Yea," she replied, quickly conjuring a paper and pen she wrote a number on it and handed it to Buffy, "this is my cel. Call me, we'll get to together when the boys aren't around." She nodded to Harry and Malfoy who were eyeing each other, they both looked ready to kill each other. Buffy and Tara rolled their eyes at this.
"It's not his fault," Buffy said quietly so that Tara would be the only one to hear her.
"I know," she replied just as softly, "but there was no one else to blame." Buffy grabbed the girl in a hug and they both sighed in relief when they weren't transported through each other's lives again. Buffy wondered how Tara was able to see her memories anyways, but shrugged, she would look at her spell later, much later. "Would you let him know that I don't blame him?"
"Of course," she replied and they turned back to their brothers, "What are we going to do with these two?"
"We could turn them into house elves," Tara joked and the two boys had the same look of revulsion that even Giles laughed at.
"We are going to get our school supplies tomorrow," Buffy said, "Why don't you come along?"
"What time?"
"Well, Harry's meeting with MOM is at nine, so probably ten or so."
"Sure, meet outside the bookstore?"
"See ya tomorrow," Buffy replied, nodding to the Malfoys. Buffy, Harry, and Giles walked back in and rounded up the other members of the group and they made their way outside. It was the quietest they had been in a while, it was a good quiet though, the group was reflecting on the first night of fun that they had, had in a while. The group tromped into the house and found that the other adults were still arguing about them,
"Honey we are home," Buffy exclaimed, jumping every adult in the room. They had lost complete track of time and only know realized that the children had left the house. The adults began to argue once again, about whose fault it was, only Molly was smiling. These children looked like children, for once,
"I think it is time for bed," Molly said and the gang nodded making their way up the stairs, "Did you see that?"
"See what?" Dumbledore asked,
"Harry was smiling," Molly replied, it had been a long time since she had seen Harry smile and she was happy to see it. It had been so long since any of them acted like children. Having Buffy around would be good for them, "I think I will go up and say good night to my boys," Dumbledore looked thoughtful as well, Molly was right, Harry had been smiling and it had been a long time. Maybe Buffy was right and it was time to start talking to the other people rather than trying to manipulate them. The first thing that would need to happen though would be for Harry to learn to block his mind from Voldemort. He would talk to Severus tomorrow about that, there would be plenty of time tomorrow.
"Well that worked out well," Giles said as he too turned and walked up the stairs, Black looked ready to kill him, still, but Lupin had a thoughtful look on his face. Giles realized that Lupin would probably be talking to him tomorrow about Buffy and how to get to know her, but that was tomorrow and not tonight. He forgot how exhausting it was to go to a club with Buffy, at least she hadn't made him dance again. He too went up the stairs, leaving everyone else in the kitchen.
"Tara Malfoy has returned," Snape said, "She has decided not to join the deatheaters, but she is going to have a hard time trusting you guys. Buffy may be our best option and we all know how she feels about you." He gave a pointed stare to Dumbledore, before he turned and began to climb the stairs. Dumbledore realized that he would have a long road with the two children, but he hoped that they would figure it out before too long, "We have a long day tomorrow, I would suggest everyone go to bed."
Later in the night
Buffy woke quickly, stopping her movements she listened intently for the sounds that would have woken her. She heard them once again and quickly made her way out into the hallway, following the noises. She opened the door and found Severus thrashing about on his bed. Moving quickly she gave him a shake on his shoulder and was amazed to find herself on the wrong end of his wand.
"Good morning to you, Sev," she said, "Could you get rid of the wand?" He slowly lowered it, "She doesn't hate you,"
"Who?" he asked, "There are a lot of people that hate me,"
"Tara," Buffy replied, she knew that he knew right away who she was talking about, but if he wasn't going to admit it, then neither was she. "She told me it was easier to blame you, but she doesn't hate you. She has come to terms to what her father was a long time ago." She moved him over and laid down on the bed too, "tell me about her, how did you meet, why did you have her sent away?"