The Way You Look At Me
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters okay? If I did I'd be hella rich and wallowing in money. Alas, I find myself wallowing in junk food so please ignore my ramblings and don't sue me.
A/N: The concept of the Veela Sin is inspired by the story Veela Sin by Starry-Eyed.
Morning January 13, 1981
"Congratulations Mrs. Malfoy, you have a beautiful little girl. Would you like to hold her Mr. Malfoy?" said the mid-wife.
Lucius took the baby in his arms searching for something as he unwrapped the covers on his daughter. His cold mask gave way to a smile but soon recovered as he exclaimed, "She has the birthmark, Narcissa Lord Voldemort will be most pleased."
Narcissa's smile faltered when she heard his name, "What would he want with our daughter?" she said while taking their daughter out of her husband's hands.
"That's none of your concern!" he snapped.
'Merlin please let her be wrong!' she chanted over and over again as she held on to her daughter as if her life depended on it.
A few hours later...
"The barrier's been breached!"
A few moments later...
"I'm sorry Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy, your daughter's been kidnapped..."
" 'Cissa what happened?"
"The Watcher's took her away, they found her Sirius and they took her away. You have to find her before she's taken to their headquarters. You've heard the stories many don't live past the age of twenty. But don't bring her home when you find her keep her away from Lucius. He wants my baby Voldemort wants her because she's different. They know what she is, but there's more to her than just that I can feel it."
"Narcissa! Snap out of it! What are you talking about?" asked Sirius.
Narcissa was hysterical by now, "She's to be the Slayer, Cybill Trelawney told me before we graduated but I didn't believe her. My daughter is to become the first Slayer of her kind, a wand-wielder very powerful. Lucius recognized the mark and I think Voldemort will use her as a weapon."
"Where do I take her?"
"I don't know, anywhere...America, it's far enough. No one will be able to find her there."
"What's her name? She's beautiful, she looks just like you."
Narcissa smiled despite the situation, "Bethany. Bethany Black Malfoy."
An hour later...
"Mr. Travers, the child has been located. But there's a problem sir...she's a pure-blood witch and both parents are supporters of Voldemort."
"Fascinating, the first of her kind... bring her here at once. Lord knows what would happen if that loon of a Wizard gets his hands on..."
"Sir, there's been an attack. Our Watcher's holding the girl are being brought in as we speak..."
"Where is she!" demanded Quentin Travers.
"Robes...wands...Crucio..." answered one of the injured Watcher's before he passed out.
Quentin Travers was red with rage, "Find that girl!!!"
"Merlin Remus. You should have seen 'Cissa, she was scared out of her wits. I just hope I'm doing the right thing."
Remus Lupin stared at his best friend whilst walking towards the Leaky Cauldron.
"Everything's been taken care of, the spell to hide her identity from the Watcher's Council has been performed," he assured Sirius.
"I can't believe I just did that to my niece, I gave her away like a doll, but I gave 'Cissa my word that I'd keep Bethany away from our world."
"She'll be fine Sirius, I'll keep an eye on her."
"Do you think she'll be alright Moony?"
"Padfoot I swear on my life that my cousin will take good care of her."
"I hope you're right."
18 years later...
Ring, ring! Ring, ring!
Willow Rosenberg hated early morning calls she specially hated early morning calls on a Saturday! "Hello?" answered the red head groggily.
Snapping wide-awake, "Buffy? Are you okay?"
There was a short pause, "Before you say anything, I...please tell my mom that I love her."
"Buffy where are you? We've been trying to look for you even tried some spells but they're not working. Please come home Buffy, I know you're still hurting ever since he..."
Buffy felt her eyes burning, "Willow don't...just...I just need some time...alone."
"But you can have alone time in your house, or at the graveyard. Yes the graveyard, after patrolling, you know just hang out. It's quiet and peaceful and...and...lots of alone-ness..."
"Willow, I appreciate the thought but...I kind of really have to get away from...everywhere I turn all I see and feel is...he's all around me in Sunnydale. I can't handle it right now so I had to get away. B-but I'll be back, I just don't know when."
"I...I understand...but Buffy shouldn't you at least tell your mom that where you are? We've all been worried sick about you, specially your mom, I mean you've done this before and it almost killed her, it almost killed us. Plus do you have money? Where will you stay?"
"Will's, you guys have Faith to protect you. I asked her to watch over you guys while I'm not there. She's good at what she does, trust her the way you trusted me. And my mom, I know she had something to do with him leaving, call it a hunch not that I can really blame her after the whole Angelus deal..."
"Final boarding call for Lon..."
"Willow I have to go, I love you. You're my best friend you know that? You and Xander. Tell mom and Giles and Faith that I love them too and say hi to Oz. Bye."
Willow sighed and even allowed a tear to fall before pressing a speed dial button.
"Hello Giles? I just talked to Buffy...yes she's fine...no she didn't say where...she said she'd be back...no she didn't say when...I miss her too Giles. Can you call Mrs. Summers and tell her? Thanks Giles. Bye."
"Buffy, be safe," she prayed, hoping that someone out there was listening to her prayer...