Chapter 8: August 8, 2015 – Harkness

Chapter Summary: A student decided to test the 'helpless' women.

Challenge: for the livejournal 2015 August Fic-a-Day Challenge

Timeline: Storywise – first dueling class of Magical Protection (aka DADA)

Warning: more swearing; guess I'm in just a swearing kind of place these days

Disclaimer: BtVS/AtS characters belong to Joss Whedon/Mutant Enemy. HP characters belong to JK Rowling. Marvel Comics characters belong to Stan Lee, Jack Kirby and Marvel Comics. I claim no rights to any copyrighted material. Please do not copy or take this story without my permission.

Magical Protection classroom

"Did you see those lame witches as they droned on about using magic responsibly?" a random snotty male student asked his friends as they left the class. "Ugh, if the older one wasn't ancient and the younger one was better looking, I'd say they needed to get some quality bed time with a guy. Maybe loosen up their prissy panties."

"I bet they don't even know how to use a wand," an equally obnoxious friend replied. "Either kind," he added with a lecherous chuckle.

Their conversation grew more vile and offensive as they got further away from the classroom, where the two witches in question were shaking their heads ruefully at the stupidity of youth.

"Do they not understand how echoes work?" Tara asked her mentor. "I mean, it wasn't like they were trying to be quiet in the first place, but if they were, they should probably know that the acoustics in this castle cause sound to amplify their idiocy…or at least their idiotic remarks."

While she was past caring what slugs like those boys thought of her sex life, Agatha Harkness was deeply offended at the suggestion that she was a powerless witch. While she was slowing down some and couldn't fight her usual opponents without great risk to herself, she could certainly handle these little skid-stains on the underpants of humanity. "Perhaps a demonstration is in order that wands aren't the solution to every problem," she suggested to her protégé with a dangerous smile.

"Either kind of wand," Tara repeated the earlier loathsome comment with her own dark smile.

Next class period…

When she heard about the group of boys who offended Agatha Harkness and Tara, Buffy knew she had to see them taken down a few pegs by the two witches. It would hopefully teach the boys a lesson, and it would be less painful than if they had to learn it post-Hogwarts.

"Class," Agatha began in an imperious tone, "It has come to my attention that some of you doubt my ability, and that of my apprentice, to teach you how to fight using magic. To address that issue before we go too far, we are going to defend against five of you…you five," she pointed to the boys from the other day.

The boys, who were at first a little embarrassed for being singled out, quickly decided that they could have some fun with this 'demonstration'. Their leader smirked and asked, "You sure you can handle this?" as he held his hands out as if to display his body. He looked at Buffy and added, "We won't get expelled or anything for beating them, will we?"

Buffy jabbed her nails into her arms to keep from laughing at him. He was sooo going to pay for that arrogance. As soon as she felt she was in control of herself, she answered, "As long as you don't break any rules, I assure you that you won't be expelled. Don't hurt them too much, please."

Even though Tara knew who Buffy was speaking to, and nodded her silent agreement, it was the boy who answered her, "No problem, Headmistress."

He started the fight by gesturing to his friends to spread out in a half circle around the two women. So he wasn't entirely stupid; that was good to know. One of the boys was a Death Eater wannabe, and thought he would attempt to seriously hurt one of these bitches in order to punish the woman who destroyed the Dark Lord. Even if it got him expelled, it would at least give him credibility in the Dark Lord's organization…and maybe a place among their numbers.

As they raised their wands in unison, Tara held out her hand and spoke, "Thicken!"

The air in front of the boys rippled like water and their movements appeared sluggish.

"Spirits of earth, magic and wind, let the nightmares for these boys begin!" Agatha chanted.

While nothing happened to the boys overtly, in their minds they each had identical visions. Their wands were swapped with the body part they also called their wands, much to the amusement of the faceless people in their nightmares. They heard female voices saying, "Guess both of their wands are useless."

When the spell was released, four of the boys fell to their knees almost crying in relief that their wands were wands again. The fifth boy glared at the two witches and attempted to raise his wand again.

Agatha held out her hand in front of her and a beam of light struck the boy in the chest. The class was astonished – and a little frightened – when the wordless spell turned him into a slug.

Agatha walked over and said to him, "Do not test my patience, child. I have forgotten more about magic than you will likely ever learn."

A/N: I couldn't really find anything that showed me Agatha's 'voice', so I apologize if I got it wrong.