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Chapter Three
That’s My Vampire The next morning they entered the Great Hall for breakfast. The other professors were already seated and they all looked up when they entered. A tall, long black haired man dressed in black robes, pointed at Giles, and shouted, “What is that pillock doing here?” “Now Severus, sit down.” Dumbledore said. “But, he...” “I said sit. Mr. Giles is reformed and is one of our new professors. You will be courteous to him and treat him with respect.” Severus narrowed his eyes and sneered as he sat back down. “I apologize for Professor Snape, his temper sometimes gets the best of him. Please, sit and eat.” During this exchange, Giles curiously looked at the man and tried to figure out what he had done to upset him. He racked his brain and suddenly remembered an incident from his final year. His guilt threatened to overwhelm him, but then he remembered the circumstances behind the occurrence. He felt Ripper trying to fight his way to the surface, but he suppressed it and dropped his gaze to the floor. Buffy and Spike had been watching Giles and the different expressions that crossed his face. They didn’t know what they meant, but they exchanged worried glances. They all sat down to a gorgeous looking breakfast. Dawn ended up seated next to a boy who was her age. He had messy black hair and the greenest eyes she had ever seen peering out through round rimmed glasses. She smiled at him and introduced herself. “Hi! I’m Dawn Summers.” “I’m Harry Potter.” Dawn lifted an eyebrow as she realized that this was the boy who they were going to be protecting. “Are you going to Hogwart’s this year?” “I’m not sure. I’m here now because my sister is a professor here and she can’t leave me home alone.” “Why not?” “My mom died a couple years ago, and I haven’t seen my father in several years. As a matter of fact, haven’t really talked to him either.” “Sorry about your mum and dad.” “It’s ok, it was a while ago, and I still have Buffy.” “So what class is she teaching?” “Some required class I think...” “Defense Against the Dark Arts?!” “No, that’s her boyfriend Spike. I think she’s teaching a new class, Muggle Defense, I think.” Harry’s eyes widened. “You’re muggles!” “Sort of, I guess. It’s a rather long complicated story. Maybe I’ll tell you later.” Farther down the table the scooby gang was being introduced to the rest of the staff. Things were going well until Spike was introduced. “A bit young to be teaching this class, don’t you think?” Snape snarled. “Why? How old do I look, mate?” “You barely look old enough to be out of school, let alone have enough experience to teach.” The blond vampire smirked. “Then it will probably shock you to learn that I went to school here at the same time as Albus.” “How is that possible?” Snape sputtered. “Like this,” and Spike let his demon face come forward. “Vampire!” Snape stood and pulled out his wand, but before he could utter another word, Buffy kicked his wand out of his hand. She kicked him in the stomach, and as he bent over in pain, she grabbed a handful of hair and pulled his head back. “Everyone listen up, because I will not repeat myself.” Buffy released Snape and straightened up. When she turned to face everyone, it was the Slayer who looked at them with a flinty look in her eyes. “This vampire has a name, it’s Spike. I’m the only one allowed to call him vampire, cause he’s mine. I don’t mean as in dating, I mean as in claimed. We have claimed each other, so know that when you threaten or hurt one, you’re actually acting against both of us. Spike has gone against the very nature of his demon to fight on our side. The same goes for Anya. I swear, if anyone here does anything to hurt either of them, you may not live to regret it. Do I make myself clear?” No one said a word, some of the professors had a look of fear in their eyes. Snape slowly nodded his head, then left the Hall. Buffy visible relaxed and sat back down. “So, Professor Dumbledore, you mentioned a tour?” Buffy asked with a smile. ********** That evening, Buffy and Spike were patrolling in the dark forest. They wanted to make sure they knew the lay of the land before they could prepare a strategy. “You didn’t have to do that, luv.” “Do what?” “Your announcement this morning.” “What was I suppose to do, Spike? He was going to curse you or whatever it is that he does, and something inside of me snapped. They all needed to know that you guys are on our side, we don’t have the time for dissension in the ranks.” “Oohh, dissension, been reading the dictionary again, luv?” “Very funny, Spike.” Buffy said as she lightly punched him in the arm. “All I’m saying is that Dumbledore asked us here for a reason. I plan on us doing our jobs to the best of our ability, but we won’t be able to do that with everyone fighting each other.” “I get that, luv. But I meant telling everyone about the claim.” Buffy stopped and looked at him. “Why wouldn’t I tell them? I’m not ashamed to let them know how much I love you.” Spike felt his chest expand, as it did every time she said those words to him. He swept her up in his arms and kissed her soundly. “Cor, Buffy. I love you, too.” “All right, let’s see what else is out here.” “You do know that we still need to figure out what to do with Dawn, right?” “Yeah, I know.” Buffy sighed. “Let’s ask Dumbledore tomorrow.” ********* “Yes, I see your point, Buffy. She does need to continue her education. Tell me, has she ever performed any magic?” Dumbledore inquired. “No,” Buffy replied. “Umm, luv. That’s not exactly true.” “What?” “Remember the resurrecting spell for your mother?” “Ok, there was one time, but it had extenuating circumstances. But why do you ask?” “I know that she used to be the key. Because of its magical properties, it may be possible that she is a wand-using witch.” “No! She can’t!” Buffy exclaimed. “Luv, calm down.” “Calm down! How could she be a witch? There has never been a wizard in our family! She was made from me! I’m not a witch!” Buffy paced as she ranted. “Miss Summers, her ability to perform magic would have come from the energy of the key.” “Fine, but how do we find out if she is a witch or not?” “Very simple, we bring her in here and have her try a couple of easy spells with my wand.” ******* “Oh my god! This place is amazing!” Dawn gushed as they walked down Diagon Alley on Harry’s arm. Over the past week they had become fast friends. She was so excited that she would be going to school with him at Hogwarts this year. They walked along picking up various supplies that they would need for the school year. Dawn’s enthusiasm was very catching as Harry pointed out various shops along the way. Buffy and the rest trailed slightly behind them as they kept an eye out for trouble. It had taken quite awhile to convince Dumbledore that Harry would be safe outside of Hogwarts for one day. He finally relented when they told him that the entire gang would accompany him everywhere he went. Dumbledore also gave Spike a special earring to wear that enabled him to walk in the sun. He wanted to make sure that Spike wasn’t worried about getting accidentally dusted during class, and to be able to socialize with the students without that worry either. Dawn talked Buffy into letting buy a pet and drug everyone into the magical animals shop. It took some time but she finally walked out with a sugar glider. “What are you going to name her?” Harry asked. “I’m not sure. I’ve never had a pet before, so I want to make sure it’s perfect. Isn’t she cute though?” The last stop of the day was at Ollivander’s so that Spike and Dawn could get their wands. They walked into the dimly lit store and didn’t see Mr. Ollivander. “Hello. Mr. Ollivander?” Spike called out. “Coming.” They heard from the back. Soon a man with wild white hair appeared from the stacks. “Well, bless my soul. I never thought I’d see you again, Mr...” “Ah, the name is Spike now.” He quickly interrupted. “Ah, yes. Perfectly understandable. So tell me, what brings you back into my store?” “First off, the Nibblet, I mean Dawn Summers here, need her first wand. And I need a new one ‘cause I seem to have lost mine somewhere down the road.” “How did that wand work out for you? I seem to recall taking several hours to find yours.” “Actually, I was forever havin’ problems with it. It never did feel right.” “Let me see if I can recall it. Ah yes, a twelve-inch willow with slayer’s blood in it, I do believe.” “Yeah, that’s it mate.” Everyone except Harry and Giles were looking at them strangely. “I think the problem was the slayer’s blood.” Ollivander said, looking at Buffy. “Perhaps, if the new slayer would donate a little of her blood, you would find it more agreeable.” “My blood? Spike, what is he talking about?” “Buffy, all wands are different. The wizard doesn’t choose the wand, the wand chooses the wizard.” Spike ducked his head rather shyly. “When I bought my first wand, like he said, it took several hours to find one. The one I finally got gave mixed signals. It worked, but something didn’t sit right with it. I think what he’s saying is that it was the right combination, wrong ingredient.” “So you’re saying, you want to make a wand with my blood in it?” Buffy asked. Spike and Mr. Ollivander shared a look, then they both nodded. “Why didn’t you just say so in the first place. Of course, I’ll lend you some blood.” Spike’s face broke into a smile. “Thanks, luv. You’ll never know how much this means to me.” Mr. Ollivander turned to Dawn. “Well, let’s see which wand is for you.” He headed back to the shelves and came back with several boxes. “Let’s try this one. Go on, give it a wave.” Dawn nervously waved it through the air and boxes flew off the shelf. She quickly handed it back. “Ah here, try this one.” This time when Dawn waved it the ladder Mr. Ollivander used went flying across the room. “Jesus!” Spike cried. “I don’t think that one’s it.” “Hmm.” Mr. Ollivander said thoughtfully. He looked closely at Dawn, then suddenly a look of understanding crossed his face. “I know just the wand.” He once again went into the back of the store. He had been gone for several minutes when he returned with and extremely dusty box. He set it down and carefully opened it. “A fourteen inch ebony with a scale from the last Arconian Speckled Dragon, a most powerful wand. Go on, give this one a try.” Dawn stepped up, then stopped and looked at Buffy and Spike. Buffy looked a little frightened and Spike actually looked a little worried. He nodded his head to urge her on. She turned back to the wand and picked it up. The moment she touched it, magical green fire flare around her, then died back down. “Ah yes, I do believe that wand has finally chosen. Most interesting.” “Why is that interesting?” Buffy demanded with some fear in her voice. “This wand was made nearly a millennia ago. Most wands do not take so long to find their match. Miss Summers must be a most powerful witch for this one to have chosen her.” Dawn’s eyes widened at that. Her, a powerful witch? That had always been Willow with the supernatural powers. She could tell her sister was freaking out over this, but was trying to remain calm. Dawn smiled. Big sister was always going to be protective, but at least she was no longer smothering her. Before they left, they paid for Dawn’s wand and prepaid Spikes’. Buffy left a small vial of her blood and Mr. Ollivander promised that it would be ready by the end of next week. They headed back out onto the street, then back to Hogwarts. Previous Chapter The Slayer... Menu Next Chapter
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