Come What May
Chapter 1 – Come what may.
DISCLAIMER: Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon, and Harry Potter to J.K. Rowling. I don't own anything...
RATING: PG-13 (T) to R (M) - violence, language, angst, horror, possible mild sexual interactions, etc. If you can watch BTVS/AtS and read HP, I doubt you'll have any problem with this story.
TIMELINE: AU. Part 4 in the OOTB-series. Takes place during the Prisoner of Azkaban, the Goblet of Fire and includes missing moments from the Order of the Phoenix. It begins at Hogwarts, wizarding time, and then as it switches to Sunnydale time, we jump to where the epilogue to "Never the Same" (Part 3) left off.
SUMMARY: BTVS/HP crossover. When Dumbledore arrives at Buffy's and Remus' doorstep, they are both very surprised, but agree to come back with him to the wizarding world and protect Harry Potter from Sirius Black, the man responsible for the murders of Peter Pettigrew and Harry's parents. Sirius has somehow managed to escape prison, out for revenge...but so is Buffy and Remus. How will all this mess end?
Special Thanks to: My Beta - CharmedChick
A/N: Well, since this is part four of the Out of the Blue series, you may want to read the first three before this if you haven't already - otherwise some things may seem confusing. But if you'd like, you can skip patr three: NTS doesn't really add anything important to the storyline that you can't find out through the other parts.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, August 30, 1993.
"So who have you found as a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this year, Albus?" Minerva McGonagall, deputy Headmistress and Transfigurations professor, asked, from where she was sitting in front of the Headmaster's desk. Dumbledore had informed the staff of every change Hogwarts would go through this year, due to the escape of Sirius Black last night, and, McGonagall assumed he had told them of the new teacher's identity at the same time.
She herself had not been there, due to an emergency call by floo from her sister, who was in need of her assistance. Apparently, her husband had somehow managed to transform himself into half a slug, and they were both too embarrassed to call the Ministry's emergency reversal squad. McGonagall suspected it had to do with a botched attempt at an animagus transformation.
"I surely hope you have found someone competent this year, and not another fraud like Lockhart? The students are falling awfully behind - I am afraid they will have a lot to catch up with this year."
"I can promise you, you will not be able to find anything wrong with my choice."
"Well, then, who is it?" McGonagall asked briskly.
"I was seriously considering not telling you - I have told no one except Severus, because he needed to know - the others will find out at the feast - but I think since you are the Deputy Headmistress, you should."
'And I want to have your reaction for myself', Dumbledore added silently to himself.
"Just out with it, Albus," McGonagall said irritably. "Surely this person cannot be so special?"
"Oh, yes, but he is, Minerva," Dumbledore said with a chuckle. "You cannot deny Remus Lupin is, if anything, special."
McGonagall's jaw hit the floor, and she started to splutter.
"What? Albus? How? When?"
Dumbledore chuckled again.
"I have actually not asked him yet - I am going over to his place tonight."
"His place?" Minerva asked, after she had gotten over her shock. "His place...where is that exactly? Where has he been all these years? Not even Poppy has gotten any sign of life from him - no one has - not since...James and Lily's burial," she finished tiredly. The death of her two favorite students still weighed heavily on her mind. She knew many victims in the war, but none had affected her so as the deaths of the two Potters.
"I am afraid that is a big secret," Dumbledore said promptly.
"We were almost sure he was...gone, also. After everything that happened...it must have been so hard for him...we - Poppy and I - were sure the pain would have killed him."
"And maybe it would have," Dumbledore said. "But he is in good hands, I am sure," he said, with that annoying twinkle Minerva hated. It was so frustrating to watch, not knowing what was going on in his head! It was like he was teasing her, silently repeating 'I know something you don't know' over and over again in his mind.
"Anyway, he will be here at September first, with the rest of the students, if he accepts, which I'm sure he will. I am also expecting him to bring company."
"Company?" McGonagall asked incredulously. "Company? Who in the world would that be?"
"I am sure you remember a certain girl that showed up here in Remus' seventh year, and joined the Order with he and his friends," Dumbledore said, amusement written on his face. "Buffy Summers."
It looked like McGonagall's eyes would fall out of her sockets, and for a while, Dumbledore was afraid she would faint. However amusing that would be, it wouldn't be something he wanted to explain to Poppy. If it was anything the great Albus Dumbledore was afraid of, it was angry women. They were vicious, and Dumbledore made sure to avoid them...that didn't mean he didn't like teasing them, oh, no. He just didn't like the consequences...
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, McGonagall spoke, her voice strangely weak.
"Buffy? Buffy Summers? The Slayer? Remus Lupin's girlfriend at Hogwarts? They are still together?"
"I would expect so," Dumbledore said. He was one of the few who knew what being mated to a werewolf actually meant, and therefore was sure neither of them would have left the other. It meant deep, unbreakable love on a level no one could even imagine - of course, this would only work if the mated were truly in love and meant to be, which Dumbledore knew the case had been - and still was - with Buffy and Remus. Lily and James' love could be compared, but only in the human sense.
"She's coming with him?" McGonagall added, after another long pause.
"Merlin help us all," McGonagall finally said, falling back in her seat.
"She wasn't so bad. In the end, I seem to remember you even liking her."
McGonagall gave him a tired glare.
"That might be - I certainly respected her on the battle field - but in school? Educating students? I fear for what she will teach them."
"I am sure it will be nothing too disastrous," Dumbledore said, putting emphasis on 'too' - he so enjoyed seeing Minerva sweat.
McGonagall was indeed sweating, as she imagined all the horrible things that could happen in a classroom when Buffy Summers was the professor...
"Welcome students!" Buffy said, from where she was sitting on the desk, dangling with her feet, and letting a pink chewing gum make small pops as she kept blowing it up.
"I will be taking over for professor Lupin, my boyfriend (girlish giggle) today, as he is a little bit ill. (Bright smile) Sometimes, I tire him out - but that is something I will not talk to you about today - sexual education is for another time! (Bright blushing students) Now, (she jumped down from her desk) I know your experiences with this subject aren't so great and while my boyfriend (another giggle) is going to teach you the boring stuff, I am going to teach you the fun!"
The students only gawked at the professor. Some of the boys drooled, while the girls were either whispering or giggling, while some were still blushing. Only one looked disapproving.
"Granger, professor," Hermione said, as she took down her hand.
"Alright - Grangy. What can I do for ya?"
The student's snickered while Hermione narrowed her eyes.
"Aren't you planning to teach as anything important?"
Buffy looked highly offended.
"Of course I am! I am going to teach you the things every student needs to know - to have fun in life."
Hermione opened mouth as to speak again, but Buffy gave her a glare, making her close her mouth.
"Five points from Slytherin," Buffy said.
"I'm in Gryffindor!" Hermione exclaimed. Buffy smiled brightly.
"I know! But I was a Gryffindor myself, and I like 'em - so when one of you disobey me, I will take points from the other houses instead! That should teach you, doncha think? You don't want to take away from your schoolmates, do ya?"
Apparently, that was what everyone wanted, because all their eyes (except Hermione's) lit up like on Christmas day, but no one said anything, in case the (very stupid, but very pretty) professor would change her mind.
"Now, today, I am going to teach you something you probably never have learned before - to embarrass professor McGonagall."
All the students leaned eagerly forwards in their seats (again, everyone except Hermione).
"When I was in school, I had a friend of mine transfigure her into a turkey, and then I chased her around the classroom! (Student's laughter) And to think, I wasn't even punished for it! She isn't as strict as she pretends to be - she's really a big softie. Something to remember in the future, eh? (A wink) Now, on to other things - I suspect everyone has heard of the game 'Truth or Dare?' (Nods) Now, we are going to spend the remaining lesson playing it, although I will be the only one telling you to do something. If you pick truth, you have to answer a question about your schoolwork - Gringy, you are not allowed to pick truth, by the way."
Buffy conjured up a very strange looking quill.
"This is an invention of mine I call 'the flying pensnitch'. I will wave with my sticky thing, and the pensnitch will fly and point at one of you - be careful - sometimes, it tries to poke an eye out - who gets to pick either truth or dare! Everyone who completes the dare gets - I don't honestly think anyone will pick truth - if they do, I will be severely disappointed, and I will take it as a failure in my education, and will go over to teach the normal curriculum - and none of you want that, right? (Another wink) I didn't ask you Grongy. (Hermione had opened her mouth to protest again) Remember, you are banned from asking truth."
"What will those of us who complete the dare get?" A red-haired boy eagerly asked.
"A bottle of Firewhisky - I expect there to be a big party thrown in the Gryffindor tower tonight! (Student's cheer) Now (wave with her wand), let's begin!"
Everyone watched as the pensnitch flew around, and finally settled on a round, chubby boy.
"Great! We have our first victi - I mean, participant. What's your name?"
"All right, Nevvy. What do you pick?"
Neville opened his mouth to answer, when suddenly the pensnitch made a motion forward.
"OOOWWW!" Neville screamed, as the tip buried itself in his eye.
"Well, I warned you. Let me help - I'm a healer..."
"NO!" Neville screamed, and ran out of the room towards the hospital wing. Buffy shrugged.
"Well, I'll give him his dare tomorrow.
"...Minerva?" Dumbledore asked kindly. "Are you feeling alright?
McGonagall had gone deathly pale.
"I-I think I need to lay down...prepare myself...for what is to come..." Secretly, she was seriously considering resigning.
"Please, ask Severus to prepare some potions against headache...I doubt the ones Poppy have will be enough..."
Dumbledore chuckled to himself as McGonagall left. Fawkes let out a drill.
"Yes, Fawkes. The time has come to pick up two old friends..."
Sunnydale, late August 30, 2014.
As Buffy, Remus and Dumbledore sat down in the living room, none of them made the first move to speak. The room's three occupants were all staring at each other. Finally, Dumbledore broke the silence.
"Remus. Buffy. I hope you are well?"
"Very well," Remus said, with exaggerated politeness.
The room was once again filled with silence. Finally, Dumbledore spoke up for the second time.
"Buffy told me you got married," he said to Remus.
"Yes, that's right," Remus said stiffly.
"That's very nice. And you have children?"
"Yes," Buffy said defensively. "Is something wrong with that?"
"Not at all, not at all. Say, how old are they? Is one of them old enough to start Hogwarts yet?"
"No," Remus said. "Phoebe is only five, and Sarah is nine." He rose an eyebrow.
"Why are you even asking that? It's not like either of them will ever get the chance to go there."
"Well," Dumbledore said slowly. "The reason I am here...I would very much like you both to come back with me - you will have to take both Phoebe and Sarah along with you, of course."
Buffy's head shot up.
"What do you mean, 'come back with you?'"
"Just that," Dumbledore said calmly.
Remus and Buffy only stared at Dumbledore in shock, as Dumbledore watched them both in amusement. Finally, Buffy spoke up.
"Why? I mean, why do you want us to go back? Has something happened? Is Harry...?"
Dumbledore sighed, and Buffy and Remus automatically entwined their hands together.
"It is Harry, isn't it?" Remus asked, his throat suddenly feeling very dry. "What's wrong?"
"It is about Harry, in a way," Dumbledore said slowly. "But he isn't hurt."
Yet, he added silently in his mind.
"So what is it then?" Buffy asked. "What is so serious that you come here, asking us to go back with you, obviously wanting us to help somehow? I don't believe you want us to go back for pure entertainment."
Dumbledore smiled sadly.
"Alas, you are right," he said. "I will tell you the reason I want you back, but before I do, there are some other things that needs to be told."
He took out his wand from his robe, and made a swishing motion, making a bowl of tea, cookies, and lemon-drops appear. Neither Buffy nor Remus made any move to eat it, just sat watching Dumbledore, waiting for him to speak. Dumbledore took up a lemon-drop, and popped it into his mouth. After what felt like an eternity, he spoke.
"After you left, Remus, nothing really happened. I had already left Harry in the Dursley's care..."
At this, both Remus and Buffy scowled, and gave him dark looks, which the Headmaster pretended to ignore.
"...And all over the country, people were still celebrating the boy-who-lived - Harry - and that Voldemort was gone," he continued.
"I knew this was not the case. I knew Voldemort would make a return. I knew that blow had not killed him, only ripped a part of his soul from his body."
"A part of his soul?" Remus asked. "What do you mean 'a part of his soul?'"
"Yeah!" Buffy added. "What about the rest of it?"
"Well," Dumbledore said. "I have a theory - a very complicated one, and I will not relay it to you, as I don't understand it completely myself - but what it all comes down to is that I do not believe Voldemort had enough humanity left inside of him to be killed completely."
"So you mean he was like a demon?" Buffy asked.
"Not exactly. Even though not completely human, he was not completely demon either, as he still had a part of his soul, while demons do not."
"All right, I understand," Remus said, then paused. "I think. What about the rest of his soul then? The part that wasn't ripped from his body...What happened to it?"
"This is were my complicated theory comes in - "
Remus and Buffy started to protest, wanting him to tell them.
" - But it is my belief that the second part of his soul never was in his body in the first place, and therefore, couldn't be destroyed, leaving Voldemort alive, but nothing more than a body-less spirit."
Silence. All this new information was spinning around in Buffy's head, and she saw Remus was thinking deeply.
"You mean that since not his entire soul was in his body when the killing curse bounced back on him, he couldn't die completely...just because his soul still existed...but outside of it?" Remus seemed to wince at this, as he doubted his sanity for even thinking it, but Dumbledore smiled brightly.
"Exactly!" He said. "That is precisely what I think."
"So..." Buffy said slowly. "Let me see if I got this straight - Voldemort had somehow managed to...ehh...get rid of...a part...or parts of his soul at some earlier point, so that when the killing curse hit him, it didn't affect those parts, but only the part which was still in his body, ripping it out, leaving him body-less but still alive."
Dumbledore beamed at Buffy and Remus. Buffy smiled wryly, but Remus spoke up again.
"But how is it possible? How can you get rid of a part - or parts of your soul? That should be impossible. And even if it is possible, it is so wrong - against all laws of nature."
Dumbledore's bright smile faded a little.
"Yes," he said. "But Tom has never cared about right and wrong, possible and impossible, nor does he care about the laws of nature."
"Tom?" Buffy asked questioningly.
"Tom Riddle," Dumbledore explained. He lifted his wand, and formed the words 'TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE' in the air. Then he waved his wand again, and Buffy and Remus watched as the words turned into 'I AM LORD VOLDEMORT'.
Remus and Buffy's eyes widened in realization.
"Voldemort's real name...is Tom? Tom Riddle?" They asked.
It took awhile before Remus spoke again.
"He went to Hogwarts," he stated.
"Yes," Dumbledore said again.
"He received an award for special services to the school," Remus continued.
Suddenly, Buffy snapped her fingers.
"I remember something that...Lily...told us." She gave Remus a quick look. He smiled sadly.
"She said that her score on her potions-NEWT's were the highest since someone called Tom Riddle - that was him?"
The three sat in silence for a while.
"You never really answered my question, Dumbledore," Remus suddenly said. "About how Voldemort - Tom - managed to remove a part of his soul - even though it's supposed to be impossible? And where did this part - or parts - go?"
"This is the theory I cannot share with you, but must keep to myself - and I ask you to respect that," he added, as he saw both Remus and Buffy opening their mouths to protest - again.
"Now, moving on. As I said, people thought Voldemort was gone, but I didn't. I knew he was only biding his time, waiting for a way to return to a body. But things were calm...until two years ago. The year young Harry Potter entered Hogwarts."
Remus and Buffy paled.
"That year, it just so happened a man named Quirenius Quirell entered the same forest in which Voldemort had been hiding for the last ten years, possessing different animals, as he waited for a way to return. Quirell was easily bent to Voldemort's will, as he was young, foolish and gullible, and took Voldemort back to England. There, Voldemort planned to create himself a new body by using the Philosopher's stone, of which you can make the Elixir of life. Quirell, under the influence of Voldemort, broke into Gringotts, planning to steal the stone from the vault it was located in. Unfortunately - or fortunately for us, the vault was empty."
Buffy and Remus listened in rapt attention, as Dumbledore told them how he had removed the stone, hiding it at Hogwarts, as he had a feeling Voldemort would try to use it. He then told them how Voldemort now found it necessary to possess Quirell's body, and with him tried to retrieve the stone at the school - they thought it was an overall easy task, as Dumbledore had hired Quirell as the Defense Against the Dark Art's teacher, not realizing who it was who was hiding beneath Quirell's turban.
They listened as Dumbledore told them how Harry Potter came to hear about the stone, and due to some misunderstandings thought Snape was the one who was after it, when, as a matter of fact, he was trying to protect it.
Here, Buffy snorted.
"Not bloody likely," she muttered, and Remus agreed, but silently.
Dumbledore continued, by telling them how Quirell and Voldemort passed all the obstacles protecting the stone, and how Harry and his two best friends Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger, realized this - although they all thought it was still Snape who was the villain ("can't blame them", Buffy said) - and followed, trying to stop the stone from being stolen. Even they managed to get past the obstacles, by combining speed, bravery, strategy, and logic, although in the end, only Harry was left to face Voldemort, as he had sent Hermione back to contact myself, and Ron had earlier been knocked out by a giant chess piece.
Buffy and Remus listened in horrid fascination of how Harry had managed to stop Voldemort from getting the stone. When Dumbledore was finished, it took a long time before they spoke.
"It still doesn't explain why you are here. It was two years ago...you wouldn't want us come back because of something that happened two years ago," Buffy said quietly. "Even if I wish you had. What happened this year that is so special?"
"I'm coming to that - for now, just listen."
Dumbledore then proceeded to tell them about Harry's second year, with the diary, possessed by a memory of a sixteen year old Tom Riddle - or possibly a part of Voldemort's soul (although this was something Dumbledore left out), about Harry finding out he was a Parseltongue, about the Chamber of Secrets, about how people believed Harry was the Heir of Slytherin, about something petrifying students (and cats) in the school, how Hermione figured out it was a Basilisk, just before she herself got petrified, and finally, how Ginny Weasley, Ron's younger sister, was dragged into the Chamber, and how Harry managed to save her, killing the Basilisk, and almost dying in the process.
When he was done, Remus and Buffy were both pale as ghosts.
"And," Remus croaked. "And you still didn't think all this were reason to contact us, or return?"
"No," Dumbledore said. "I am afraid not, as everything worked out for the best, and Harry didn't seem to suffer from it - "
"SUFFER?" Buffy screamed, standing up, as Remus' face whitened with rage. "You don't call what you just told us suffering? Then what, exactly, Dumbledore, are you calling suffering? HE ALMOST DIED FOR MERLIN'S SAKE!"
"But he didn't," Dumbldore said calmly. "And I think, if anything, it made him stronger."
Remus spoke up.
"Made him stronger? Possibly. But what Harry has gone through is something no child should have too." His voice was laced with icy cold.
"But he did. Now, for the real reason I am here..."
"What could possibly be worse than what you have already told us?" Buffy said, her voice just as cold as Remus.
"This," Dumbledore said, and waved with his wand, making a paper, the Daily Prophet, appear in front of Buffy and Remus. They both went deathly pale, as they read what it said.
'BLACK STILL AT LARGE
Sirius Black, possibly the most infamous prisoner ever to be held in Azkaban fortress,
is still eluding capture, the Ministry of Magic confirmed today.
"We are doing all we can to recapture Black," said the Minister of Magic,
Cornelius Fudge, this morning, "and we beg the magical community to remain calm."
Fudge has been criticized by some members of the International Federation of Warlocks
for informing the Muggle Prime Minister of the crisis.
"Well, really, I had to, don't you know," said an irritable Fudge.
"Black is mad. He's a danger to anyone who crosses him, magic or Muggle.
I have the Prime Minister's assurance that he will not breathe a word of
Black's true identity to anyone. And let's face it-who'd believe him if he did?"
While Muggles have been told that Black is carrying a gun
(a kind of metal wand that Muggles use to kill each other),
the magical community lives in fear of a massacre like that of twelve years ago,
when Black murdered thirteen people with a single curse.'
The silence was deafening.
"He's escaped?" Remus finally asked, his voice strangely quiet.
"Yes," Dumbledore said gravely. "And that is the reason I want you to come back, as I believe he is out after harming Harry."
Buffy said nothing, but was only staring at the picture of Sirius portrayed in the Daily Prophet. The once so charming and good-looking wizard, the person who had been one of Buffy's closest friends while in Remus' world, didn't look even a little healthy or handsome anymore, with his shadowed eyes, waxy skin and sunken face. He looked almost...dead.
She couldn't believe how the marauders had been broken...
Four dead, one traitor and a murderer, who ended up in Azkaban...now escaped, wanting to hurt his own Godson, and two left alone, trying to move on, even with their painful memories still freshly printed in their mind... She could see it like it was yesterday. The marauders, laughing together, feeling like nothing could hurt them - and then, in the next second, the end of it all...
"I'll come," Buffy said without hesitation. "I am his Godmother after all...I will help protect Harry at all costs..."
"Me too," Remus said, his voice more dangerous than Buffy had ever heard it. She could almost see the wolf lurking behind his glinting amber eyes, his face wearing an almost feral look.
"I was hoping you'd say that. Now, I have another thing I wish to ask of you - I wish for you, Remus, to take on the Defense Against the Dark Art's post at Hogwarts - I'm really wearing the teacher's out you know," Dumbledore said with a glint in his eyes.
Remus gaped at Dumbledore.
"Deadly," Dumbledore said lightly. "After all, you have the experience, education, dedication and everything in between - everything any child would wish in a teacher."
Remus actually blushed under the Headmaster's face.
"I'll do it. But - "
" - Ah, as for the full-moon, Buffy would take your place during those times."
Buffy stared at Dumbledore.
"Yes," Dumbledore said.
"Say yes, Buffy," Remus prodded. "You know you want to - and you got some experience too, you know - student counselor at Sunnydale High, remember?"
Buffy glared at Remus.
"Well, I wasn't hired because I earned the post, but only because the principal wanted a Slayer. I sucked."
"No, you didn't," Remus assured her. "The students liked you. You were good."
"Well, if you don't accept, I have to ask Severus to take Remus' place when he is indisposed," Dumbledore said, his voice latched with amusement. It took around two seconds, before what Dumbledore had said progressed in Buffy's and Remus' brains.
"No way!" They said, simultaneously. "I'll take it," Buffy said quickly. "No worries, I'll take it."
"Excellent. Now since that is out of the way - Remus, I have some other news for you."
"Yes?" Remus asked.
"Yes. As you well know, we cannot risk the students finding out about your, ah, condition, so..."
"I could use the Whomping Willow again," Remus suggested.
"Actually," Dumbledore said. "You will stay in your office."
Remus and Buffy blinked. They had almost known Dumbledore was a little crazy, but while they were gone, he must have lost it completely.
"Excuse me? Could you repeat that?"
"You will stay in your office," Dumbledore said, that annoying twinkle in his eye twinkling even more than usual.
"That is not possible! The students would hear me! I would rip the room to pieces! I could get loose and hurt somebody! I may not be dangerous to Buffy, but I am to the students and everyone else! I will not risk hurting anybody, I - "
"You misunderstood me, Remus," Dumbledore said calmly. "You will be in your office - but sedated."
"Sedated?" Buffy asked, now thoroughly confused. "You want me to bring my tranquillizer gun?" She asked dumbly.
"No, although that might be a good idea. What I am trying to say is that, during your absence, a man in the wizarding world, Damocles Belby, managed to invent a potion, which renders the werewolf harmless - they still transform, but they loose the craving to attack and bite. They are able to remain as a normal wolf, so Remus will just stay locked in his rooms during the full moon, and he will not need to go to the Shrieking Shack again."
Remus opened and closed his mouth a few times, but no sound came out. Buffy didn't look much better off, and it took awhile before either of them regained composure. All the time, Dumbledore was watching them with that twinkle, sucking on his lemon drops. Finally, Buffy seemed to wake up of her trance.
"Amazing," she breathed. "Just amazing...who invented it? Wait, you already said that...I mean, when? And what's it called? Who will brew it for Remus? I mean, I doubt Remus' or I would be able to - Potions isn't our area of expertise, as you well know, and it sounds fairly complicated...or will we buy it somewhere? Is it cheap? Of course it isn't cheap," she then added, more to herself than anybody else - she was still mostly in a shocked daze, and Remus was still pretty out of it - his eyes were all glassy, and it didn't seem like he was aware of what was going on in his surroundings.
"It was made in the end of 1992, and is called Wolfsbane, after one of its main herbs. And you are right in suspecting the potion is expensive to buy, and complicated to brew - it is a very complex and difficult process - very few are capable of making it properly. Luckily, Hogwarts is blessed with one such expert. I asked Severus to make it each month..."
"What?" This made Remus come out of his trance.
"What?" Buffy echoed. There went that dream crashing out of the window. Surely, she planned to spend time with Remus during his transformations anyway, but a potion that could make him harmless to others...maybe Sarah and Phoebe could keep him company also, make him even more happy (although she knew Remus would never allow them to see him in his wolf-form, even though they had already done it before - without him knowing, of course, and completely by accident...kind of)...maybe take away his pain... but now, their hope was lost. Snape could never have agreed to do it.
"...and he agreed."
Buffy's jaw almost hit the floor.
"What? SNAPE agreed to make the potion to Remus?"
"Yes," Dumbledore said. "He wasn't happy about it, but he promised to do it."
"I won't let him," Buffy stated. "He will poison Remus at the first chance. No way."
"I am very sad that you have not yet gotten over your grudges, even after all those years," Dumbledore said sadly. "Remus, you should know that I trust Severus with my life - "
"Doesn't mean Remus trusts him with his," Buffy cut in.
" - and that you should at least try to treat each other with respect."
Remus took a deep breath.
"I will do my best," he said. Buffy gawked at him. Had Remus lost his mind? "But I can promise you, I will get nothing of it from Severus, but if he agrees to make this potion, and doesn't mess with it, I guess I can at least try to be mature."
Dumbledore got a broad smile at his face at this.
"Excellent. I hope Buffy will at least try to follow your example - "
Buffy only gave him a glare in response.
" - But I guess that would be too much to ask for," the Headmaster finished, his broad smile growing even wider.
"Now, you will travel the Hogwarts express along with the students tomorrow, and you should know that Dementors will patrol the train and the school grounds on order of the Ministry."
"Dementors?" Remus asked disbelievingly. "Dementors?"
"Yes, Dementors," Dumbledore said grimly. "I am not more happy about it than you are, but the Ministry insisted. They too believe Sirius is after Harry, and want to catch him as soon as possible, and they also say they are for Harry's protection - even if I believe you two are enough."
"If anything those monsters will put Harry in more danger," Buffy muttered angrily.
"I agree with you, however there is nothing I can do - not even I stand over the orders of the Minister of Magic," Dumbledore said. "Now, you should go pack - "
" - Wait," Buffy said. "What did the teachers say when hearing we would come back...if you have told them? I mean, you can't have been sure we would have accepted?"
"I have to admit I was actually quite sure you both would accept. And I have only told two of them - Severus, as I had to ask him if he was willing to brew the Wolfsbane, and Minerva, since she is the Deputy Headmistress. To the others I simply said it was a surprise."
Buffy and Remus laughed. They couldn't wait to see the teacher's reactions, even if a lot of them must have been replaced by now.
"Severus, was, as I'm sure you can imagine, furious. But I must say Minerva's reaction was the most entertaining..."
"Tell us!" Buffy said eagerly. Dumbledore laughed again.
"Maybe some other time. Now you really need to go pack, so you can get settled in at your new home I have made ready for you - and your children, of course, before entering the express. There are only a few hours left now."
"I thought we would live at Hogwarts?"
"Yes, you will, but maybe, sometimes, you would want to get away from the castle," Dumbledore said pleasantly, smiling at them. "And, if you showed up at the castle before the students, the surprise would be ruined."
Remus and Buffy nodded, both smiling as they imagined the professors' reaction.
"Thank you, Headmaster."
"Please, call me Albus. And I do believe your daughter is waiting right outside the door, and has been for quite some time," he added in a small whisper.
Buffy and Remus eyes widened, before they flew up, sprinting towards the door. Buffy threw the door open, revealing Sarah, who flew head first into the room, landing in front of her father's feet.
Remus suddenly found the urge to laugh. Right now, Sarah looked exactly like Buffy had done when she first arrived in his world.
"Yes, oops," he said with a grin. "I thought I told you to go up to bed."
"Well..." Sarah said slowly. "I did...but you never said I had to stay there."
Dumbledore chuckled from the couch.
"Let the child be," he said. "Now we do not have to explain to her."
"I don't think I understood exactly everything."
"Then what did you understand?"
"That we'll go to dad's world to protect someone called Harry from some dementurft stuff and a Vollywart - or something. And that mom and dad are going to teach and that we'll live in a hoggwar place and that someone mom and dad don't like is going to make a potion so dad won't be dangerous during the full-moon. I think. Maybe I got it wrong..." Sarah pouted.
Remus' lips twitched.
"What you understood was enough. Why don't I clear it up a bit for you and Phoebe while mummy packs, and contacts our friends, hmm?"
Sarah nodded eagerly, and almost dragged Remus with her up the stairs, making him stumble slightly.
A little more than an hour later, they were done (things went so much faster with magic) and ready to go. Buffy's and Remus' friends had been over, hugs had been received, and farewells had been said. They had all promised to make sure that people at Sarah's and Phoebe's school, and their friends, would get to know that they had had to make a very sudden move, and didn't know when they would be back - if at all. Now, the Summers-Lupin family stood nervously in front of Dumbledore as he held up the blue magical stone that would take them back.
"Are you ready?" He asked them, somberly.
They both nodded.
"As ready as I'll ever be," Remus said grimly.
"Come what may," Buffy added quietly.
Dumbledore nodded, and they all stepped into the blue circle they had painted at the floor - Dumbledore places the stone in the middle, and they clasped their hands together - their luggage was safely shrunken and placed in their pockets. Dumbledore started to say the incantation that would take them back to a place Remus and Buffy had thought they had left forever, but had hoped one day to return to. Dumbledore finished the incantation, and in a bright flash, they were gone.
A/N: And here comes the hopefully much awaited first chapter of Come What May. And it's a long one! I'm really interested to know whether you'd like short and many chapters, or long and fewer chapters (and maybe a little longer between updates every once in awhile). And I'm so sorry for the long wait, guys! But I actually have a good excuse this time! (If you've read my LJ, you already know this) This is because a storm (lightning etc) hit a powerthingy which destroyed our internetconnection/modem stuff so we have to buy a new one. As if that wasn't enough, it also destroyed my family's televisions and DVD's. I HAVE BEEN SO BORED! At least the internet is back up again...
Now, about review responses - anonymous reviewers and the thank you's will be posted at my LJ. The rest will be responded to with the feature. Earlier I've been doubling it, but it feels a little unnecessary. How many of you are reading my LJ, anyway...? Plus, it takes "a lot" of time, which I don't feel that I have any longer. I'm in my last year of school now, and have decided to try and become more focused. Try is the key word there. ;) Not sure how long that will hold up... Anyway, instead, I'll try to post other stuff at my LJ, more often, with little comments on chapter progress and stuff so it will become a lot more informative than it has been this far. Hope you'll comment!