More Newcomers To Sunnydale
NOTE: Amy doesn't get changed back. Willow finds Rack by herself and goes to England to recover. AU from there on
NOTE: This is definitely an AU. I might have muddled up events in the canon timeline so please forgive any inconsistencies. This is after the Glory mess but before the First. There is no First. The Geeks were run of the mill demon worshippers (for power, etc). The Scoobies still hasn't forgiven Willow's actions - nearly destroying the World and hurting Dawn.
NOTE: AtS until Connor. AU from there on. Cordelia accepts demonhood. No Jasmine. AI doesn't own Wolfram and Hart.
NOTE: You finally get to find out the pairings. Here they are.
PAIRINGS: WR/BW - CC/SS - HG/Connor - Amy/RL
~*~ More Newcomers To Sunnydale ~*~
William 'Bill' Weasley frowned as he wandered down the streets of Sunnydale. It was nearly dusk and everyone seemed intent on hurrying home and avoiding his attempts to get directions.
"This place has no nightlife!" He quipped to himself. Wary instinct had him drawing out his wand and tucking it in his dragon hide jacket for easy access.
"That's a smart move Bill."
"Remus!" Bill spun about and greeted the older wizard who had crept up behind him. After the first reaction ebbed away the words sank in. "Smart move? What do you mean?"
Remus Lupin waved a hand at the deserted streets. A Muggle car went by without slowing down. The windows of the vehicle were closed despite the warm summer night. Bill frowned.
"Can't you sense it Bill? Sunnydale is over the Hellmouth."
Blue eyes widened in shock at this tidbit of information. "The Hellmouth? For real?! How come no one knows?"
Remus shrugged. "The Muggle who live here refuse to see the reality of demons and magic. Any sane witch or wizard stay away from demons. The only mages in town are Dark with a few exceptions."
Bill frowned. "Then why is Hermione here? Surely Professor Dumbledore wouldn't send a student to the Hellmouth?!"
Remus shook his head. "Dumbledore didn't know Sunnydale sits over the Hellmouth. Hermione's cousin told Severus who immediately informed Albus."
"Hermione's cousin?" Bill was confused. "I thought her aunt is her guardian."
Remus smiled sourly. "It seems as though her aunt is another Petunia Dursley. Sheila Rosenberg foisted the responsibility onto her daughter Willow Rosenberg. Severus has spent the past weeks tutoring Hermione and her cousin."
"Her cousin? Why...?" Blue eyes widened in shock. "She's a witch?!" Bill couldn't believe this.
Remus nodded solemnly. "Wandless to boot. She hasn't had any formal training and the American Ministries somehow missed her when owling potential students. She taught herself from Dark texts while helping the Slayer."
Bill frowned. "Slayer? Isn't that a myth?"
Remus snorted. "I thought so too until Albus owled me with instructions." He frowned. "What are you doing here?"
Bill shifted slightly. "Ron and Ginny and Mum have been worried about Hermione. They asked me to go and see her to tell them how she is doing. I can move around more freely than them using my job as an excuse."
Remus nodded then frowned. "It is almost night. I have to be in a secure place."
A frown came and cleared. "Oh! I forgot tonight's a full moon."
Remus smiled wryly. "Well I haven't."
Bill hesitated. "Umm. What about your potion?"
Remus smiled sadly with understanding. "Severus made a supply of Wolfsbane potion for me before he left. I took my dose before coming here. I should be all right as long as I stay out of the moonlight."
Bill couldn't completely hide his relief. "Then lets get going." He offered. "I hope you have better directions on how to get to the Rosenbergs than me? Sometimes I think mum believes I'm an owl. She sent me to visit Hermione without giving me detailed directions. 'Just go find Hermione dear.'"
Remus Lupin laughed and nodded. "Why don't we see them tomorrow? Albus gave me directions to an old friends' place that we can use. It's empty right now."
"Perfect. Dare I hope you have some Muggle money so we can buy something to eat?"
"Leech." There was affection in the word.
Bill laughed out loud as the two men set off swiftly to get to their bed and roof before the night fell.
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Severus Snape frowned as he chopped cucumbers, tomatoes and shredded lettuce for a quick dinner of grilled cheese and salad. The girls had vanished in the morning before he woke leaving a note explaining they were making preparations to celebrate the Solstice and not to make plans that included them for the whole day and night.
He frowned for the umphteenth time. What if they encountered some demon or ran into a nest of vampires? Before he came to Sunnydale missing individuals would mean a prank designed to humiliate him. Now he knew it was wiser to panic, make calls and go searching than to risk the next meeting to be with a dead corpse. He had drunk coffee with a stranger at high noon in a bistro one day. A few days later the same stranger was a vampire that tried to drain him. He shuddered at the memory. How could Willow chose to live like this? In constant stress every time she stepped over her threshold? It would have been easier to move far away or refuse to participate in the fight but she didn't. She was far stronger than him in that way. He never would have chosen to fight if it wasn't for guilt.
Severus frowned. He was like Cordelia Chase in that sense. From what he learned she had been a rich spoilt brat Muggle with no experience in the seamier side of life. When confronted with it she ran and tried to hide before she decided to make a stand and stood her ground. Cordelia may have had Muggle beginnings but now she was definitely not a Muggle. She did not think like them, she did not have the same fears or ambitions as them, she did not hide from the dark like them. She was bitchy, irritable, conceited, vain, proud, abrasive, loyal, fiercely protective, and very loving in her own way.
Severus sighed as he directed his attention to the grilled cheese. It was beginning to smoke. He hoped the boy would finish his patrol rounds quickly. There was no real reason he had to do patrols; Sunnydale was the Slayers' town and she did regular patrols but from past experience Severus knew a penned up Connor O'Roarke was a Connor O'Roarke with too much energy who broke things and started fights. It was better to let him out, dust some vamps, kill any demons causing trouble...
The dour Potion Master snickered. He was spending too much time with Americans. Dust some vamps indeed.
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