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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 > GeneralscriptificusFR1872169,1211210143,69615 Jul 1223 Oct 12No


It was late.

Theo was staying to keep watch on Willow. Several people had been by “just to check on her”. Xander had even offered to just sit if Theo wanted to go lie down... in Buffy’s room. Theo thought it was interesting how well Buffy’s close friends seemed to like him. It was a different experience for him.

There was a noise out in the infirmary. he and Willow were the only ones in there just now. Xander would not be back for at least another two hours.

Theo stepped out of his office with his wand drawn. “Willow?”

He was on extra high alert since someone had obviously tried to kill her.

“You’re breathing so loudly I could have hexed you in the dark,” a voice said right in Theo’s ear.

It was not his finest moment. Theo made a screeching sound and fired off a wild hex. He felt like his heart was going to beat out of his chest. He had not heard the other man approach, but that was not shocking.

Snape was giving him a very exasperated look. “Do I even need to state how disappointing that little display was?”

Theo ignored him. “What are you doing here?”

“You owled me, you imbecile. Have you forgotten already? Someone poisoned Willow? Did you think I would not come at such news?”

Theo was scowling. “Yes. I mean no. I mean... yes, Willow was poisoned, and no, I didn’t think you would not come. She said they used her own blood to bind the potion that was used. I could honestly wring Daphne’s neck. You know that potion was her doing.”

Snape moved suddenly and overturned a whole tray of instruments.

“Bloody hell! Pick that up,” Theo snapped before he recalled who he was talking to.

Snape gave him a look.

Theo took it down a notch and tried to sound reasonable. “I know you’re upset. We all are. It’s been a rough night, but you know what? She did well. She did really well. And from her drugged babblings earlier, I understand the slayers are speaking to her again. She channelled a slayer and killed two demons with the Hanzo sword Chen Xi. Excaliber and Clarent were stolen, but she kept the Sais of Sun out of demon hands. Her darkness tried to take over, and she controlled it. She didn’t allow it to happen.”

Snape just nodded. He was both terrified and proud. It frightened him that her darkness had come out, but at the same time, he felt pride that she had controlled it.

“Potter saved her life,” Theo continued. “I would have gotten there too late.”

Snape sighed loudly. He didn’t like feeling like he owed Potter anything. He’d died helping the boy, had revealed everything before doing so too, so Snape felt like his debt there was paid. Now he owed him again. It was very frustrating. Snape was beginning to think he’d never have a life that James Potter’s blasted son wasn’t a part of.

Still, he would deal with the situation. It was more important that Willow was alive and would be okay.

“Well, pip pip and three bloody cheers for Harry Potter, “ Snape groused.

Theo started snickering. It had always fascinated him a little how much his mentor disliked Harry Potter. He had aided him utterly, but Severus Snape was never going to be Harry Potter’s biggest fan.

“Do we know what the poison was?” Snape asked.

“I saved the dart for you.”

“There’s my former student. Not that fellow who emitted the girl scream earlier.”

“I didn’t sound like a girl,” Theo protested.

“And now you’re whining. You know how I detest that, Nott. Do stop and bring me the dart, please. And go get some rest. You’ll be good to no one being so very tired.”

Theo was scowling. “I can’t sleep. What if Willow-”

“I will sit with her. Go rest.”

Theo was still scowling, but he did as was suggested. He knew Snape would make sure nothing happened to his patient. He didn’t know how it had happened, but Willow was one of them now. Snape would defend her as he defended all his former students.
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