Chapter 3 Are you sure it is the right thing to do?
Rating: PG for now
Main pairings: Hermione/Severus, Willow/?, Buffy/?, Xander/?
Disclaimer: All the characters in this fic are not my own, they belong to the creation of Joss Whedon for Buffy the Vampire Slayer and JK Rowling for Harry Potter
Distribution: Twisting the Hellmouth for the moment.
A/N Please be gentle with me, this is my first Buffy/Harry Potter crossover fic. Thanks for everyone who reviewed.
Uni started again for me, so I would be extremely busy for the next month or two, but I will try to update once every two weeks.
Tidmag, personally I don't like Ron very much, but I won't make Ron into a git, just... slightly. ^_^ As for what I meant by 'Xander can't do magic', is actually saying that Xander is banned to do any magic, and I don't think it would be of much help if he did magic since they have Willow there. Giles just
didn't want to take the risk. Hope that explains it. I am thinking of a way to rephrase that bit in the last chapter, and I'll update that soon.
Wishing and HopingChapter 3 Are you sure it is the right thing to do?
Willow was in awe with Hogwarts. She might not look that way, but she was trying to remember as much as she could. The moving portraits definitely interested her very much. Xander was still sulking, trailing behind with Harry who was trying to cheer him up a little bit, but it didn't seem to be working. Hermione was commenting on how to get around the castle when they ran into a ghost. An honest-to-god ghost.
"Good afternoon, Gryffindors." Nearly Headless Nick floated round the corner and ran into them, "Who have you got there? They are too old to be new students."
"This is my cousin, Xander, and his friend Willow," Hermione introduced, "and this is Nearly Headless Nick. He's the resident ghost for Gryffindor."
"Nice to meet you." Nearly Headless Nick did a traditional courtly bow, "Ah, I ran into Peeves, be careful if you are going back to the Gryffindor Common Room. Good Day." Nearly Headless Nick tilted his head a little and floated away.
"Peeves?" Xander asked, started to panic a little pit.
"A poltergeist. Horrible one. Only the Bloody Baron could control him." Hermione sighed. Great, they were most likely to run into Peeves the first hour they were here. Before Hermione could suggest to take another route back to the common room, Peeves flew on top speed towards them dropping water balloons at them.
Before the water balloons could hit them, Willow took her up and swipe down sending the water balloons back at Peeves. However, since Peeves was a poltergeist, the water balloons went through him and hit the portraits instead, who had run for shelter when they saw the water balloons coming.
Peeves whirled around, looking at Willow, "Whoooooo are you?"
Willow looked up at Peeves, "That's Peeves? Definitely not I have had in mind when you say poltergeist. I've seen far scarier ones." Xander nodded in reply while mumbling to himself, "Just some childish amateur trying to be menacing."
Peeves were taken aback by the new comers who were not scared of him. They didn't even glare at him with annoyance. "I am Peeves and I can damn well make your stay a living hell!"
"Freeze." Willow held her hand up, and Peeves was suspended in mid air and started turning into an ice sculpture, lowering itself on the ground in front of everyone.
Hermione and Harry looked dumbfounded at what happened within five seconds. Peeves was now an ice sculpture!
"Oh my God. We better leave immediately," Hermione and Harry led everyone down another way to Gryffindor Common Room quickly, "I cannot believe that! How could you do that?" Hermione said aloud but to no one in specific.
Harry nodded at Willow, "She could and she did. If I know how to do it, I would have done it ages ago!"
Hermione glared at Harry, "Me too, but he is still a resident ghost, and we could get in trouble for that!"
Willow looked at Harry and Hermione. "Don't worry. If anything happens, I will take the blame. I am just a visitor, and obviously he started it first."
Hermione slowed down everyone's pace when they were far away enough from Peeves. "Let's just hope that it doesn't need to come to that."
Xander put her arm around Hermione for a slight hug and said, "Hey, where did you humour go, Hermione? What Willow just did is physically give Peeves the definition of 'iced'. That's all."
It took a little bit of the worry off Hermione's mind, but it was not to be. They ran into the second worst person to ran into --- Draco Malfoy.
Draco Malfoy was bored. Actually, he was more irritated than bored. Being one of the Slytherins behind the scene responsible for the Fall of Voldemort, he with a few other Slytherins --- Blaise Zanbini, Graham Pritchard and Terrence Higgs, were hailed as heroes alongside the Golden Trio. And quite surprisingly, they weren't hailed as traitors within the Slytherin circle. They just saw them as the opportunists, going onto the other side once they spotted the possibility of Voldemort's fall. However, because of their reaction, the Minister of Magic, Crouch, was scared they were up to something, and set the bloody Marriage Law. Yes, Draco Malfoy had to start looking for a half-blood or
muggleborn bride. And this was what irritated him.
Today he just got another load full of proposals from witches who said they would be willing to marry him. Draco snorted. Since when was marriage suggested by woman? If it had to be done, it had to be proposed by the man to his future wife, not the other way round. However, it did not mean that he couldn't give out any proposal, as long as the proposed bride was half-blood or muggleborn. And that was the problem. Yes, the proposals he received are all half-blood or muggleborn, but he could not stand any of them at all. They were even worse than Parkinson, and you would realize how bad it was. He did consider sending out a proposal to Hermione, but once he heard that Snape's parents had sent one out for Snape... He backed right out. Draco smirked. No one knew, not even Hermione, that he knew she had a crush on Snape in the past. He might as well save himself the embarrassment, unlike Ron. However, it also meant that he had no one on list as a prospective bride. What was more irritating was the stunt that Blaise, Graham and Terrence pulled this morning. The
bloody traitors. They had all found themselves a bride, and he was the only left without one! They even dared to go so far as to say if he didn't find one by the end of the week, they would choose one for from the pile of proposals he got! Draco was not irritated. He was fuming!
And then the day started looking up suddenly. Since he was Head Boy, he had to deal with small issues around the castle. And suddenly one of the portraits started screaming at him, actually, more like screeching, that Peeves was frozen into an ice sculpture by a red hair girl with Hermione and Harry. And there was another boy with them too. This triggered his interest and he ran to
where Peeves was leading by the portrait. When he was there, he saw an ice sculpture in the shape of Peeves on the floor, but strangely, the ice was not melting even inside the relatively warm castle. The portraits told him next that they were heading for Gryffindor Common Room, and he went another way so he would waiting instead of running after them, and it seemed he had caught them. He was just leaning on the wall next to the portrait that leads to Gryffindor Common Room, and there came Hermione, Harry, and their guests.
"Hey Granger. Who's that with his arms around you? I am going to tell Snape that you are having an affair." Draco couldn't help but teased playfully, but it actually spelt trouble to Hermione.
"Malfoy! For your information, this is my cousin, and shout up before you get yourself in even more trouble." Hermione sneaked a look at Xander, who was having a hard time not knowing whether to glare at Hermione for even bothered to explain, or the boy who suggested that Hermione being unfaithful.
Draco frowned gamely and stood away from the wall, walking towards Willow, "Trouble? Not me I am sure, but your redhead companion are in trouble for freezing, or should I say 'iced' Peeves?" Draco turned his head towards Willow and 'turned' his charm on with a very sexy and suggestive smirk, "Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. And you are?"
Unbeknown to Willow, she blushed quite prettily towards Draco's 'advances', "Willow. Willow Rosenberg."
Xander, who had been on high alert since he arrived in Hogwarts, went right between them and threatened, "You stay away from her."
"Xander!" Now, Willow was blushing in embarrassment, "I can handle myself, thank you very much. And did you forget that I am lesbian?"
"No, you are not. Oz, Tara, Kennedy, more like bi." Xander looked back at Willow, amused, but when he turned towards Draco again, he snarled, "So you stay away from her,
Draco just arched an eyebrow with a wicked glint in his eyes, "I am sure there will be other opportunities to get to know you more, Willow. Until then." With another grin, he left leaving Hermione trying to calm Xander down from the obvious provocation, while Harry exchanged a few words with Malfoy, "Are you just being evil-playful or something else?"
"You tell me, Potter." Draco smirked, "Is Willow muggleborn?"
Harry frowned at Draco, "I am not saying anything."
Draco laughed, "You have answered my question already, Potter. No thanks."
To be continued...