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A/N: So, I have finished this book, so I will be posting pretty regularly from now on. I think I'm going to keep this in the Harry Potter/Power Ranger Crossover, because the last installment will center around Harry and the rangers, even though there are other characters mixed in.

A/N 2: Thanks to those of you who have reviewed so far!

Whispers in the Dark – Chapter 4

*Yellow Frog Arts and Athletics Complex, Angel Grove, CA*

Tommy opened the front doors of the large building, and walked through the mats to get to the back of the gym area, where the offices were located. "Well look who finally decided to come back to work!" Jason said with a mischievous grin. Tommy merely rolled his eyes with a faint smirk on his face. "What happened, I thought you would have been home earlier last night?"

Tommy sighed. "Well, after I took Kim home to her apartment, I decided to swing by my folks place. Turns out they were worried sick about me, so I spent some time with them."

"What were they worried about?" Jason asked.

"Well, in all the time I spent communicating with you, I had forgotten to let them know where I was at all. They thought maybe I had taken another trip to London or something like that... and last time we did that, they barely heard from me for a year."

"So you had to do damage control last night?" Jason asked.

"Yeah... Dad was ok, but Mom was a wreck. She went from thinking that Kim and I went to Vegas to get eloped to thinking that we were dead."

"You didn't get eloped, did you?" Tommy hit his best friend on the shoulder, wearing a mild scowl on his face.

"No, I swear that we were actually with someone named Buffy Summers, and yes, we were attacked by vampires, and no, Kim and I are not married. Yet."

"I'll get to that 'yet' in a minute," Jason smirked. "So... you actually fought vampires?"

"Yeah... and zombies."

"Geez, man." Jason sighed as he sat back in his chair, putting his legs up on his desk, revealing the pants of his karate gi. "Are we magnets for trouble or something?"

"Maybe, but I think there's something more to it than just simple coincidence." He pulled up a chair at the desk and sat down. "I told you about how when we got there, when they totaled the car the first time, that they knew we were rangers."

"Yeah, but didn't that slayer girl tell you that the group you fought was well connected, that they knew you were in town?"

"That's just it Jase. The ringleader wanted the one girl, the second slayer."

"Faith, right?"

"Yeah. He was consumed with killing her, to the point where after he had knocked Buffy to the ground, he completely ignored her. I just don't think it was him."

"Then who do you think it was?" Jason asked curiously.

"Well, I mean the whole reason we went in the first place was because Harry asked us to go. What if he was followed? What if one of Voldemort's followers came after us? What if they wanted revenge?"

"Why wouldn't they go after Harry first? Why would they go after powerless ex-rangers?"

"Remember how the death eaters were before!" Tommy exclaimed intensely, keeping his voice down but moving up in his chair. "They loved torturing muggles. Did it to intimidate those who stood in their way."

"Ok, so what if you're right?" Jason asked. "What exactly do we do about it?"

"Maybe there's a way to get in touch with Harry and the others?" Tommy asked.

"What are we getting in touch with Harry for?" A soft, Australian voice asked from behind Tommy. "I thought you and Kim just saw them?"

"Tommy here was just saying that once he elopes with Kim, he'll need to get a hold of him," Jason said, winking at Tommy to remind him that Kat was still struggling with the past events with their magical friends.

"My parents, when they didn't hear from me, thought Kim and I had gotten eloped in Vegas," Tommy said with a half-grin.

"I think Rocky would have bet on that if he could," Kat joked. "He's convinced you proposed to Kim while you were away."

"Sadly, no," Tommy replied. "Though, I would have traded that for fighting vampires and zom..." Tommy tried to stop himself, but it was too late, and he saw Kat's warm expression turn into one that he, Jason, Kim, and Rocky had seen for so long: deep, cold, sadness. Tears started to run down her face, and Jason quickly got up and handed her a few tissues that had been in a box on his desk, and then slipped his arm around her to comfort her." They were silent for moments, and then Jason had pulled her aside, and they gave each other a brief hug and then Jason walked back into the office with a frustrated and embarrassed Tommy.

"I'm sorry, bro," Tommy confessed. Jason waited to speak, and Tommy was afraid of what he might say. This wasn't the first time Tommy had made a mistake with his words around Kat.

"It's okay," Jason said, almost in a whisper. "I just wish... man, it's just hard, you know?"

"What do you mean?" Tommy asked, and Jason motioned Tommy to shut the door behind him. He shut the door gently, and then looked to the former leader of the power rangers.

"I feel like I'm walking on egg shells every time I'm with her, and the slightest thing that reminds her of Tanya and Adam, she breaks down and cries. I mean, I'm trying to be patient, but it's been almost two years since we lost them, and I still feel as if we've made no progress."

"How are you holding up?" Tommy asked, prodding him for his own personal thoughts.

"Honestly, I don't know," Jason confessed with a heavy sigh. At this point he plopped back down in his office chair and reclined as far back as he could. "I mean, I really love her. We've talked about this before, that the next paycheck I get is going towards an engagement ring and savings for the wedding. But I can't save her from this. As hard as I try, I can't. I feel helpless trying to care for her, and I wonder if she'll ever recover. And I wonder if that's something I can live with."

"She'll recover," Tommy replied gently. "She's made strides since we've been back. Remember how she used to be? She couldn't look at us without starting to tear up. It's just going to take a lot more time than we thought. Just be patient." Jason nodded his head in agreement, but Tommy could tell his head was much faster than his heart in that agreement. He understood the sentiment though. For some reason, though he was good friends with Adam and Tanya, their deaths took a lot less time to process for him than his ex-girlfriend. He didn't know if it was because Kim, Kat, and Jason, arguably his three closest friends, had been the ones to survive the whole ordeal with Voldemort. Still, he could understand why Jason was questioning himself.

"Speaking of buying an engagement ring," Jason's words awoke Tommy from his thoughts. "You going to pop the question any time soon?"

"Funny you should ask that," Tommy replied. "I'm thinking fairly soon. I know that would leave you without a roommate, but..."

"Don't even go there, Oliver," Jason said, rolling his eyes and a small smile coming to his face. "You are not using me as an excuse to get out of doing this!"

"No, that's not where I was going with it," Tommy reassured his best friend. "I'm just saying, that would be the last piece of the puzzle, is where I'm going to live. I mean, thanks to this place, monthly income shouldn't be a problem, I've got the ring, and Kim and I talked about it, so the only thing I would need to worry about is where we would live after the wedding."

"Gotcha." An alarm sounded from Jason's desk. "Well, I guess it's time for our first class."

"Do you want me to take it, so that you can check in with Kat?"

"That would be great, thanks bro."

*Sunnydale, CA*

Lucius wandered away from Angel's mansion at night, wondering where the cursed vampire could have gotten too. It was by chance that Lucius had even stumbled upon him. He had been stalking Buffy at a distance, thinking of what the next course of action should be. Though he didn't expect his reappearance, he was mildly intrigued in how he could potentially manipulate the vampire into doing his bidding, both for his sake and the mayor's. However, when Lucius returned to forcibly enlist him, he was nowhere to be found. He was uttering curses under his breath for a moment, and then looked around, ready to disapparate.

"I don't think Angel's your best bet for revenge," a voice whispered into Lucius' ear. He looked to see who was there, but he found no one. It was strange, as it seemed to Lucius that the voice was being whispered right to him, however there was no one to be found. "Here," the voice whispered again, this time to the left of Lucius. He turned to see a tall, thin man with pale skin and slicked back black hair. He wore robes not all that different from Lucius, but they were green. "It's good to finally meet you, Lucius."

"Meet? Who are you, and why shouldn't I destroy you this instant?" He questioned.

"A fellow wizard of sorts," the man replied. "One much wiser than, say, Lord Voldemort."

"How DARE you say the Dark Lord's name!" Lucius was silent but menacing.

"How dare I?" The man grinned mischievously. "What exactly is Tom Riddle going to do to me? He's dead, remember."

"My patience is wearing thin," Lucius gritted through his teeth, and at this point pulling his wand from his cane, pointing it at the stranger.

"I mean not to grow your impatience, only to open your eyes to a new opportunity." Lucius slowly lowered his wand.

"And what opportunity is that?" He asked gruffly.

"There is a new slayer, Faith. She can be won to your side. All you have to do is push the right buttons."

"And why should I trust you? What's in it for you?" The man cackled.

"Let's just say I have a penchant for mischief." He turned to walk away, but Lucius called out for him again.

"Wait," he said in desperation. "Who are you? How do you know me and of my world?" The man hesitated for a moment, and then chose to turn around one last time to the blonde-haired death eater.

"I can divulge that at another time. For now, you may call me the Trickster." He snapped his fingers, and he vanished.

"The Trickster?" Lucius mumbled to himself. He contemplated what the man had said, particularly what he said about Faith. Then, he disapparated.

To be continued...

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