Disclaimer: Things I don't own: Harry Potter and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Joss Whedon and JK Rowling.
Summary: Buffy gets dragged to a plant convention. Remus gets dragged to a plant convention.
Buffy didn’t want to go, but Giles had insisted.
She didn’t like flying either, it made her nervous.
She also didn’t like conventions, but Giles had just laughed in her face.
She had only perked at the mention of shopping, and European shopping was like none other.
They had all disagreed with her decision to move back to the states, they didn’t quite understand what disinterested her about the rest of the world. And while it was true that Rome was exquisite, Italy breathtaking, and Egypt beautifully exciting, there was just something about good ole America that Buffy needed. And there was something about California sun that couldn’t be duplicated. The years after the collapse of Sunnydale, Buffy had yearned for California, dreamed about the skyline, breathed the air. And so when the opportunity presented itself to her two years ago, she took it. Buffy wasn’t one for shutting the door on Mr. Opportunity. She’d done that before.
At first they were stunned, but not angry. Never angry. Mostly hurt. But in the end they had relented, sending her off with tearful hugs and armfuls of housewarming gifts. And Willow had sniffled in the corner, muttering that she wasn’t really sad because she could pop in whenever she wanted, and Buffy could come back at any time, just say the word and she’d be transported across the globe. But she’d held on the tightest to Buffy at the terminal and refused to let go, almost making Buffy miss her flight.It’ll be easier to visit Dawn and me, anyway.
She had reasoned. Dawn was just now finishing up her last semester. She hadn’t even applied internationally, surprising everyone by accepting the spot at NYU. But she loved it, Buffy could tell. Buffy was so proud of her younger sister. After the collapse, finding a stable school had been hard for Dawn, who had secretly and quietly gotten her GED and just as stealthily applied for admission into college. Sometimes Buffy looked at Dawn and just wished her mother could see her. Look at what we did mom. Just look what we did.
She thought that now, as she listened to the hurried voicemail Dawn had left on her cell phone. Dawn was being honored at some assembly for her research project. “No big deal, there’s lots of other students too. But there’s an assembly and cameras and a banquet. And you’ll come of course, and bring that red dress I love. Okay I have to go, I love you bye!”
Unable to dwell in the moment, however, she remembered to check her watch, and sighed lazily. She had forgotten to wake up early that morning, and knew Giles and Willow would arrive soon to take her to that ridiculous plant convention they were dying to attend. Suddenly she heard a faint ‘pop’ and Willow calling her name. Buffy looked down at her pajamas and then at the doorway as Giles entered, looking quite exasperated at the sight of her.