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Volume IV: Our Sighs and Our Tears

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This story is No. 4 in the series "Scriptificus Totalus". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: The continuing series posted on livejournal written by 4 authors crossing Buffy and Harry Potter and chronicling the rebuilding of the Watcher's Council in that universe.

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Harry Potter > GeneralscriptificusFR1872169,121129942,39415 Jul 1223 Oct 12No

Fore Before

“Alice, you have got to be more careful,” Theo said as he leaned in to make certain he had the bandage right on her forehead.

Her crup Bacon tried to lick Theo’s face when he did this. Theo leaned back and gave her a very stern look.

“Bacon, no. No kisses for Theo.”

Theo continued to glare.

“ I’m really sorry, Theo, but he likes you.”

“Nott has a new love interest. Fabulous. This one’s more your speed.”

Theo ground his teeth. Malfoy. Just excellent. Theo was not in the mood for this today.

Draco sighed loudly. “Buffy said I have to invite you to the Halloween dinner I’m having since you’re her... boyfriend, so there. You’re invited.”

He’s said the word boyfriend with all the enthusiasm one would use on the phrase pus-dripping wound.

“He’s such a gracious host,” Theo said with heavy sarcasm to Alice.

She just giggled.

“Was that all, Malfoy? Fine. Toddle off to the library then. I’m sure Lovegood is missing her shadow.”

Draco folded his arms across his chest and leaned back against the wall.

Theo looked at Alice. “And now he’s not going to leave just because I told him to.”

Alice giggled again and hopped off the exam table. She and her crup trotted out of the infirmary, but Malfoy did not. Theo rolled his eyes and went about his business as if Draco was not even there.

“You know what I don’t like about you, Nott?” Draco said after a long bout of silence in the infirmary.

“I can’t imagine it just being one thing,” Theo muttered.

“And it’s not the zombies. That’d be too easy.”

“And a quick explanation,” Theo said. “But Merlin knows we can’t have that from Draco Malfoy.”

Just then Theo looked out the window and saw something on the lawn. There was a woman there, and that wasn’t unusual. There were women all over the place at the council. This one, however, was staring right up at him. Almost as if she had known he would look out the window at precisely that moment. They stared at one another for what seemed a long time, but in reality it was likely only a few seconds.

She was thin, had short blonde hair and was very pale. She also didn’t look to be dressed warm enough for Wiltshire in mid autumn. Her dress was flowing and cream colored and seemed to be cinched with a colorful belt; it looked far too thin for outdoors at this time for year.

“Nott, are you even sodding listening to me?”

Theo turned and looked at Draco. “What?”

“I asked if you were even listening to me,” Draco snapped.

“No,” Theo said then looked back out the window.

She was gone. He didn’t see her anywhere. For some reason that seemed to alarm him. Theo threw open the window and leaned out to look.

“What’s the matter with you? You got wrackspurts in your ears?”

Theo turned and looked at Draco in bewilderment. Malfoy had a look on his face like he could not believe he had just asked that.

“I’ve been hanging about Luna too long,” Draco said before leaving.

Theo turned back and looked out the window with a frown.
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