Title: Willow's Salvation
Author: Rose
Email: buffybot76@hotmail.com
Genre: Crossover, HP/BtVS
Pairing: Willow/Snape, Harry/Hermione, Ron/Brandy(OFC), Ginny/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Willow gets some rehabilitating Hogwart's style
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. Willow and the Sunnydale group belong to Joss Whedon. The Harry Potter crew belong to J.K. Rowling. I am just playing in their playground.
Spoilers: BtVS: Season 7, Harry Potter: All the books, just to be safe
Distribution: If you want it, just email me and ask, I would be flattered if you did. Want it that is.
Feedback: Please, pretty pretty please.
Author's Note: Thanks everyone for your reviews. I am sorry it has taken so long to update and hope it is worth the wait.
Chapter 22: Confrontations
Ginny Weasley grunted in pain as she was shoved mercilessly ahead of her captor. The Death Eaters had been none too gentle in their handling of the girls since they had abducted them just a few moments ago. They were now prodding the girls--with the exception of Hermione, who was still floating ahead of the lead Death Eater--along a narrow trail amid a densely wooded area.

Ginny chanced a glance at the blonde-haired girl to her right. She looked as frightened as Ginny felt. Ginny glanced quickly over at Hermione. Even though her expression was the same--mouth open in mid-scream--Ginny could tell that Hermione was thinking, trying to come up with some way out of this. She just wasn't quite sure that there *was* one.

It was a while later when the narrow trail widened out into a small clearing. Ginny took note with dismay that there were two cloaked forms awaiting them there. One of the forms approached them while raising a wand, and an ominous voice emerged from beneath the hood.

"Finite Incantatum."

Hermione's body impacted the ground with a audible thump and a grunt of pain.

"Accio wands."

Three wands flew from the pockets of the captured girls' robes and landed in the outstretched hand of Lucius Malfoy. The Death Eaters that had been holding Ginny and Brandy released the girls and stepped back. The two girls scrambled over to Hermione, who was just climbing to her feet.

"Are you all right?" Ginny asked as she helped to steady the shaken girl.

"I'm fine...at least for now. What about you two?" Hermione answered, all the while keeping an eye on the form that had released her from the binding spell. She had a pretty good idea who the person was. Before Ginny or Brandy had a chance to respond, the ominous voice spoke again.

"Ssso nice of you to join us, my little troublemakers."

"You're calling *us* troublemakers?!" Hermione bit out. "That's a laugh."

Ginny and Brandy both gasped out loud.

"Hermione!" Ginny hissed.

But Hermione didn't even glance Ginny's way; she was still uncharacteristically glaring at the robed figure before them. The Dark Lord couldn't believe that any witch or wizard would dare take that tone with him...then he remembered Hermione's parentage.

"I suppose you think you're ready to tangle with me...Mudblood?" He spat out the last word, and was pleased to see its effects on his prisoners...the two who'd spent the most time at Hogwarts, at least.

"Don't call her that!" Ginny cried, then realizing to whom she was speaking, immediately clamped a hand over her mouth.

At this point, Lucius Malfoy leaned over, and whispered something. After a moment, Voldemort addressed Ginny. "Ah, yes...your father's the Muggle-lover!! So nice of you to take up for your friend. Pity it will be one of the last things you do...."

The three girls exchanged frightened looks. They were in deep trouble and they knew it. Obviously, nobody knew they were here, and that meant that help wouldn't be arriving any time soon.

Suddenly, Wormtail started.

"You heard something, Wormtail?" Voldemort asked, his attention momentarily
distracted from the witches.

"Y-Yes, Master", the Animagus replied. "It came from outside...someone breaking twigs, perhaps...."

"Then perhaps you should take the others, and search the area. I'm certain Lucius and I can handle these three."

Left behind, to assist Voldemort, Lucius Malfoy didn't have the slightest inkling that it was his own son--in the form of a wolf--who was drawing out the Death Eaters, as he sent another telepathic "SOS".

Hermione, Ginny and Brandy watched as Wormtail motioned for the other two cloaked figures to follow him out of the clearing. Hermione leaned in to whisper to the other two. "We have got to get out of here."

"I agree, but *how*?" Ginny responded.

Brandy nodded, to frightened to say anything at that moment.

"I'm not sure." Hermione replied quietly. "But we've got to remain calm, or we won't be able to come up with anything."

That was all she had time to say before the cloaked figure of Voldemort turned back to them.

"SILENCE!!" The Dark Lord bellowed.

Cringing, the three girls huddled together to give one another support...each silently praying for a miracle.


"Mc Nabb, do you see anything?" Wormtail hissed at the other Death Eater who was several feet away.

"Nothing." Mc Nabb replied. "Are you sure you heard something?"

"Of course, I'm sure!" Wormtail replied. In his animal form--a rat--Peter Pettigrew had better hearing than humans...and that carried over to his human form. Spying some tracks, he exclaimed, "This way!"

With a groan, Mc Nabb and the other Death Eater followed after Wormtail.


Meanwhile, the Draco-Wolf was having a blast leading the three Death Eaters on a wild goose chase. He would make a trail, then back-track in the opposite direction, zig-zagging around the area. Basically leading the idiots in circles.

*C'mon Willow, get here already!* he urged mentally.

He heard the definite rustle of bushes as the supposedly stealthy Death Eaters followed his false trail. Snickering, Draco circled round and came back upon the clearing to check on how the girls were doing.

*We're almost there, Lobo.* Came Willow's reply in Draco's head. *What are we looking at when we get there?*

*Well, I'm leading three of the dumbasses on a merry chase. There is only dear old dad and You-Know-Who with Ginny and the others.* Malfoy relayed the information, unaware that he had just addressed Weasley's baby sister by her first name.

*Dear old dad? What does that mean Lobo?*

Draco went over what he had "said" to Willow in his mind and realized he had just made a major error. Quickly trying to think of a way to cover his tracks, Malfoy discovered that there *was* no way out of it.

*Uhh, uhhhh....*

*Wait a minute, you're not a real wolf, are you?* Willow's tone sounded stern... accusing.

Instantly, Draco snapped back. *Listen Rosenberg, we don't have time for all this. Just get your arse here so we can save these girls!*


"I know what you three are thinking." Voldemort hissed. "You are hoping help is on the way." The hooded figure shook its head. "But there is none."

Lucius leered at the three huddled girls. "We made certain no one saw us. I am quite certain that Harry Potter has no clue as to the whereabouts of his little *Muggle girlfriend*, nor does his little sidekick know that his *baby sister* is missing." He sneered as he looked at Brandy. "And I have no idea who you are, but that is all right. I am sure we can find a suitable use for you."

Both Hermione and Ginny instantly stepped in front of Brandy protectively.

"You are not touching her, you filth!" Ginny shouted at Lucius.


The redhead fell to her knees when it felt as if every nerve in her body caught fire.

"Ginny!" Hermione and Brandy cried out in unison.

They began to move toward their injured friend, but stopped when Lucius pointed his wand at them. Smirking, Lucius lowered his wand and stepped up to the crumpled girl.

"I'm filth?" He asked, then promptly kicked Ginny in the stomach.

Ginny fell over with the brunt of the impact. Biting her lip to keep from screaming, it wasn't long before she tasted the blood filling her mouth.

Lucius began to advance again on the redhead."You're going to regret you were ever born, you little-"

A fierce snarl stilled Lucius Malfoy's advance as well as his words. From out of the denseness, a large silver wolf leaped into the clearing. It moved to position itself defensively between the injured girl and her attacker. The snarl had diminished to a low menacing rumble from the wolf's chest, as shining silver eyes dared the Death Eater to make another move.

Lucius hesitated, confused by the beasts actions, before raising his wand and in annoyance exclaimed.

"Avada Kedavra."