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Summary: Tara takes a holiday... And ends up in the middle of a war

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Harry Potter > Tara-CenteredKarenUFR1822,151032,1785 Jun 0511 Jun 05No

Bleed the Same Way

Title: Bleed the Same Way

Author: Karen U

E-mail: revivingophelia13@yahoo.com

Category: BtVS/HP

Pairing: Tara/?

Disclaimer: All HP characters belong to JK Rowling. BtVS characters belong

to Joss Whedon

Distribution: Paris, otherwise ask

Rating: R

Spoilers: BtVS - post-Tabula Rasa; HP - starts *during* OOTP; some things

about the second half of the book will be changed.

Summary: Tara takes a holiday and lands in the middle of a war...

Notes: I think this is the first time I've ever written Tara as the main

character.

Additional Note: I don't write slash, so if you can't stand to see Tara paired with a male character, don't read this fic.

Part One

{ ... Your days you say they're way too long... And your nights you can't sleep at all... And you're not sure what you're looking for but you don't want to no more... And you're not sure what you're waiting for but you don't want to no more... But we all bleed the same way as you do... We all have the same things to go through... Hold on if you feel like letting go... Hold on, it gets better than you know... Don't stop looking you're one step closer... Don't stop searching it's not over... -Good Charlotte, Hold On... }

She sipped the tea slowly, her gaze automatically wary as she looked around. So much had happened to her over the past two years that it was difficult for even her to believe, and it was even more difficult to let her guard down, even in the daylight hours. Sure, sometimes she found herself lost in a daydream or two, but it was more often than not that she was so alert she was practically jumpy.

The blonde girl shivered slightly in the breeze, part of her wishing she'd taken her tea inside instead of sitting out here, but there were too many couples inside the shop, and she just wasn't in the mood to see it. It had hurt her terribly to leave Sunnydale, to walk away from all of the relationships she had there, but each of them had stemmed from the one that had been so irrevocably shattered, and she'd had to get away from it all. She hoped they all understood... Especially Dawnie. Dawn had been the worst one to leave, but what else could she do? Her memory had been violated, not just once but twice - that she knew of. First, her memory of the argument had been taken away, and then, when Willow had promised not to do any more magic, the redheaded witch had done it anyway, once more trying to alter her memory... And ending up altering everyone's instead.

She just hadn't been able to deal with it anymore.

So that's why she was here, in London, doing her best to act like a girl that was just on a holiday and not the broken-hearted young woman she was. Part of her wished that she could just forget about it, that things could go back to the way they were, but the rest of her felt violated... Her very mind had been violated. Even the thought made her shiver.

Sighing, the girl tugged her shawl a little tighter around her, taking another sip of her tea, looking down in surprise when she realized that the tea cup was now empty. With a shake of her head, she stood, preparing to take her cup back inside, but a server was there almost instantly to take the cup for her. Before leaving, she dug into her pocket to leave a tip, then slowly turned and walked out of the patio area, her gaze moving around her in fascination. She'd always been fascinated with London, something she'd expressed to her friends back in Sunnydale, and when she'd decided that she needed to give herself a break, she'd been able to think of nowhere else to go. She couldn't go back home to her family, especially after what had happened the year before, and the truth was, she certainly hadn't wanted to. Who would ever want to go back to that?

Shaking her head slightly, the girl continued on her way, putting her head down for a moment as she walked, stopping short when she realized that she'd taken a wrong turn and ended up in some alleyway. She wrinkled her nose up as she looked around, clearly it wasn't somewhere she'd been before, and with a sigh she turned around to head back in the other direction, back towards the crowds, freezing when she saw that her way was now blocked.

He had no face.

Or no, it wasn't that he had no face - it was easier to think of the person at the end of the alley as a he than anything else - it was that he had a mask over his face, a hood pulled up over his head.

"Wh-what?" she managed, cursing herself inwardly for stuttering. She thought she'd gotten over that.

"Well, look at what we have here. A poor little muggle, all on her own," a creepy voice that sent shivers down her spine murmured, and though she opened her mouth to ask what a muggle was, her mouth clamped shut again of its own accord when she saw what was in the man's hand. A wand. A magic wand.

This couldn't be good.

"What's wrong, little girl? Cat got your tongue? And I do so enjoy the screaming," the man murmured silkily, and it was obvious to her now that it was a man, there was no mistaking the masculine voice. "I suppose I'll just have to help you along with that. Crucio!"

An almost blinding light flashed from his wand, heading straight toward her, and she raised her hands against it. She knew full well that given the state she was in she couldn't even tried to speak a spell aloud, she would just mess it all up with her stuttering, so she instead stating it over and over again in her mind as clearly as she could, repeating it in her head like a mantra, knowing from what she'd experienced in Sunnydale that she could use her powers even when she couldn't use her voice. She thought she sensed surprise in the eyes behind the mask as the spell bounced off the protective spell that she'd somehow managed to put up, but he quickly rebounded with another curse, and this one hit her, causing her to slam back against the wall, her head cracking into the brick, and as she slumped to the ground, she heard more cracks, and yelling, but she couldn't make it all out because everything was so blurry...

And then it all went black.

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