Title: Giles' Angels
Genre: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Harry Potter Crossover
Timing: This story occurs after Buffy's series finale. Do not read if you haven't seen the finale and want to be surprised.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own these characters. Giles, the Slayers, et al. belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. Harry Potter and the Hogwarts crew belong to J.K. Rowling.
Distribution: List Archives, The Voice Inside, all others, please ask.
Author's Notes: For Buffy, this occurs ten weeks after the season seven (series) finale, and contains spoilers for said finale. For Harry Potter, it assumes that Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco and their classmates are going into their fifth year. The title is a nod to Charlie's Angels (and Andrew's opening words are a modified version of the trailer for the 1990 movie).
Thanks to: Valerie, for her suggestions and IM betaing.
Note, Pt II: No idea if there are going to be 'ships in this thing at all, or who should be paired if there are 'ships... any suggestions/ideas?
Note, Pt III (March 2006): Story was conceived before OotP came out, so it's AU from GoF. Certain events and concepts (ie, the Order of the Phoenix) from OotP and HBP may appear, however. Expect updates shortly!
Chapter 1: Slayers, Inc.
In the study of an English estate, a video camera scanned the shadowy room. One pale hand held the instrument as it panned over lush leather chairs, ceiling-to-floor bookcases filled with titles like "The Tiberius Manifesto." Little light comes through the thick curtains, but one shaft of light penetrates the darkness, setting a spotlight on the top of an antique desk. The camera zooms in on the desk, focusing in on a speakerphone as a voice echoes through the night. The voice of one Andrew Wells.
"They go where no one else dares. They do what no one else can. When there's only one chance to get it right, they're the ones to call. They're the most elite crime-fighting force ever assembled. But they only answer to one man..."
Not getting the response he hoped for, Andrew paused. "They only answer to one man..." He glared pointedly at the ex-Watcher sitting outside of camera range. "Giles, that's your cue!"
Giles simply glowered at the boy, slipping his glasses off and pinching the bridge of his nose. He was getting a headache, and he was not going to play along with Andrew's tireless film fantasies. "I will not use the speakerphone when I'm here in the bloody room!"
"Give it up, Andrew," ordered Kennedy, wandering in the room to take a seat on a couch in front of Giles' desk. "We are not Charlie's Angels."
Andrew recoiled at their words. "I'm hurt now. Would it have killed you to go along with me?" he asked, holding up his video camera.
"Why did he have to come?" Kennedy asked Giles, as Faith silently took her seat in a chair across the room.
"Because he whined until he got his way," Rona reminded them, taking up a position at the other end of the couch. "Before appointing himself our mascot."
"We're Slayers, not a football team," Vi, ran a hand through her short red hair as she plopped herself between Kennedy and Rona. "We don't need a mascot."
"Giles," Andrew whined, turning to the Watcher. "They're picking on me."
"Andrew," he replied. "Do sit down. We've got work to do." He looked around. "Where's Chao Ahn?"
The Chinese Slayer wandered into the room, headphones on her head as she intently read a book.
"Chao Ahn?" Giles asked, trying to ascertain what the young woman was doing.
She held up the book. "Learn English," she explained, taking off her headphones and sitting in a nearby chair.
"Very well then," Giles continued. "While we are most certainly *not* Charlie's Angels, we have been asked to participate in a covert assignment. Albus Dumbledore is a wizard, an old friend of my grandmother..."
"Ooh! Ooh!" Andrew interrupted, standing up. "You need pictures! You should have slides or something. I mean, I know you'd never use Power Point because you're afraid of your computer, but there should be slides... I could make slides."
"Sit down and be quiet," Giles commanded. "This is serious business. A boy's life is at stake."
"I'm sorry." Andrew slumped down in his chair. "I'll be good."
Giles glared at him before continuing. "Professor Dumbledore is the headmaster of Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Scotland. He has reason to believe that followers of a Lord Voldemort, a very powerful evil wizard, will be attacking a student named Harry Potter. He is unsure that the resources of the school will be enough to defeat them, so he has asked for our help."
"Help how?" Rona asked. "We're not witches and wizards."
"No, you're not." Giles began to pace in front of his desk. "But you are Slayers. Slayers rarely interact with the wizarding world, so this Voldemort will not be expecting to find you protecting the boy."
"Sounds good, G," Faith concurred. "But how are we going to get into this witchy school? As Rona said, we're not witches."
"Which is why we need help," Giles admitted, stopping his pacing to look at Faith.
"Willow." Kennedy smiled. She hadn't seen her girlfriend in weeks. After Sunnydale had been destroyed, Buffy, Willow, Xander and Dawn had taken off on a cross-country road trip, while she'd gone with Giles, Faith, and a few other newly-empowered Slayers to England. It had been a long ten weeks.
"Yes. Willow will be going undercover as the new professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Faith, you will be her assistant."
"Wicked cool." She smiled.
"We will need to send a Slayer in as a student." He turned to look at Vi. "Vi, you will be Willow's sister, transferring to Hogwart's because of her job."
Vi's eyes widened. "But I'm not a witch. I can't do magic. What if they ask me to do magic?"
Giles put his hand on her shoulder. "They most certainly will expect you to do magic, which is why Willow and I will use the power of the coven to temporarily imbue you with magical ability. You will have to learn the actual spells yourself, however." He walked over to the desk and tossed her a book. "This is one of several volumes. Read quickly."
The red-headed Slayer gulped. Nothing like a little pressure for her first non-apocalyptic Slayer assignment.
The Watcher scanned the room, taking in the faces of the rest of t he newly-called Slayers. "While they are infiltrating Hogwart's, I am going to investigate a possible Slayer in London. The rest of you will wait until such time as you are needed."
Kennedy's face fell. Not only was she not going to get to see Willow, but she was going to have to spend all of her time waiting for something bad to happen? This sucked.
"Rest assured that the time will come. It is only a matter of time until Lord Voldemort attacks, and we must be ready."
Kennedy and Rona exchanged a look.
"We will be," assured the African-American Slayer.
"Good." Giles nodded. "Now let's get to work."