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Summary: HP BtVS crossover. Harry and his friends are thrown back 120 years in time to victorian London. There they end up bumping into four well known vampires who are terrorizing the town...

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Harry Potter > GeneralChelleFR1366,654122,36117 Apr 0421 May 04No

Twisting Time

Disclaimer: No, I do not own Harry Potter or Buffy! I wouldn’t be writing fanfics if I did!(same goes for all future chapters).

This chapter takes place in the first term of the fifth year at Hogwarts. The crossover happens in Chapter 2 and most of the rest of the fic is set in Victorian London.

Dedicated to my little bro Muchi (no, that’s not his real name, it’s only a nickname!)

Rated for possible future violence and torture (among other things :-) I don’t know yet actually).

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Chapter 1



Hermione rushed down the corridor followed by Harry and Ron.

“I can’t believe you’ve made me late for Charms!” Hermione told them, “What is Professor Flitwick going to say!?!”

“Afraid you’ll get 110% instead of 120?” Ron asked sarcastically as they ran round yet another corner. “Anyway, you were the one who said we should get to know the castle better now we’re fifth years. We just suggested exploring the floors we don’t use – not our fault we got lost!”

Hermione came to a sudden stop and to avoid crashing into her Ron and Harry both ended up skidding into the wall.

“Oh dear!” she said. “I just remembered something I read in ‘Hogwarts: A History’. I think…”.

“Hermione, not again!” Harry groaned.

“Quoting from that bloody book is the reason you forgot ‘bout the lesson in the first place!” Ron told her.

“Well, as far as I can remember you two take Charms as well so you could have reminded me!” she replied icily. “As I was saying, I think this may be the Disappearing Floor…”

“But didn’t you say that this floor used to be used for Potions lessons before Snape started teaching?” Harry asked.

“Why the ‘ell do they call it the Disappearing Floor – and why aren’t we running anymore?” Ron asked, confused that she wasn’t still giving them grief over being late.

“I was mistaken, Harry. And Ron, to answer both your questions, sometimes the way up to this floor disappears so it seems that the floor itself has disappeared and…”

“Really original name then.” Ron snickered.

“And seeing that this wall is where the staircase was, I’m afraid we’re going to be very late whether we like it or not.” she concluded.

Harry looked from the wall to the rest of the corridor and, realizing Hermione was right, began to seriously regret having skipped breakfast. Ron banged his head against the wall in frustration.

“Even your head isn’t that hard, Weasley” a snooty voice remarked from behind them.

Perfect, Harry thought. Being trapped on a floor on an empty stomach with nothing to eat was bad enough, but trapped on a floor with Malfoy? Someone up there must really have it in for him!

“Well, Granger, aren’t you going to enlighten us? How do we get back to the rest of the school?” Draco said from where he was leaning against a statue.

“What are you doing here, Draco?” Hermione asked in an exasperated voice.

“Sent to spy on us by Umbridge, probably” Harry said bitterly, rubbing his scarred hand.

“There are supposed to be magical items kept on this floor I’ve heard.” Draco said, ignoring both of them. He walked to the middle of the corridor, looking around him as if he expected these ‘items’ to start appearing in thin air. “Very powerful ones,” he continued, “and the way to get in vanishes so that students can’t get access to them.” He was grinning as though Christmas had come early.

“Don’t even think about it Malfoy!” Ron said as Draco headed towards a door.

“Besides, almost all the doors are locked” Hermione cut in.

“Even a Mudblood like you should know an unlocking spell…” he said with his wand aimed at the lock.

At the word ‘Mudblood’, Ron and Harry had both charged at Draco, sending his wand flying out of his hand. The three of them crashed through the doorway, knocking the wooden door right off its hinges. Hermione ran in after them, determined to stop the fight, but she needn’t have bothered. The boys were standing with their mouths hanging open and Hermione gasped with surprise as she took in the contents of the room.

Shiny glass display cases lined the walls and were filled with row after row of magical artifacts, many of which even Hermione didn’t recognize. There were pensieves, time-turners and even pieces of parchment that looked suspiciously liked the Marauders’ map.

Ron suddenly remembered why they had ended up in the room in the first place. He pulled his wand out of his robes and flung a curse at Draco. Draco had been expecting this so he managed to leap to the side just in time – the spell shattered the display case behind him.

The four of them watched in horror as the rest of the cases toppled over in a domino effect. Magical objects smashed and crashed on the floor, giving off flashes of light and puffs of smoke.

A dazzling light blinded them and they fell forwards because of a feeling like a jerk behind their navel. The entire room seemed to have transformed itself into a giant Portkey…

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Hope you like it so far, I know it’s a bit clichéd (as my friends pointed out when they were proof reading it) but the next chapters will be better (and it is how the four of them usually behave anyway).

Btw, any contributions (in the form of reviews) will be GREATLY appreciated. (^-^)
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