Ever Changing

Dawn looks at her sister as they are walking home, “Wanna talk about it?”

“No”

“Need to think about seeing them again, huh?”

“No, Dawn just drop it.”

“Geez, bite my head off why don’t you.”

Buffy stops and wraps her arms around her sister, “Sorry, it is a lot to think about in a short time. I mean, why me, I am just a slayer and not a teacher. How am I supposed to teach students?”

Dawn leans into her sister’s hug. “You are more than just a slayer, you are my sister and I love you. You will do well. You teach me lots of stuff.”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence, just wish I had some on my own.”

“You will do fine, Buffy.”


One week later in the Summers’ residence.

The tension in the air is thick. Buffy glares across the room at Riley, Riley glares at Buffy and Spike. Spike glares at Riley. Angel smirks at the three of them. Xander, Anya, Willow, Oz, Dawn, Faith, Wesley and Giles are trying to fill the silence while the group waits for Professor Dumbledore to show up.

“Wes, it is good of you and Faith to show up. I know things are not easy for you right now,” Giles says.

“It was no problem to get here once your friends helped us out; I am not sure why Dumbledore wants are help.”

“I am not entirely sure either but Dumbledore did say that he would explain once he got here.”

There is a knock at the door and Dawn starts to bounce up and down in her seat. Willow places a hand on Dawn’s knees.

Willow sighs, “We know that you are excited, but could you please calm down until after the meeting?”

Buffy and Giles go to look through the windows in the front door to see who it is. Standing on the porch are two men. One in dark blue robes with stars and moons all over it with long white hair and a long white beard that looks like it could be tucked into the mans belt. The other is in all black robes and has black hair that looks like it could use a good washing.

Giles whispers low enough that only Buffy can hear, “Let them in,” then Giles slips into the kitchen.

Buffy opens the door. “Hello, you must be Dumbledore; I’m Buffy, Buffy Summers.”

Buffy steps back. She swings the door wide, so that the men can enter, not giving verbal permission on purpose. Dumbledore and the other man enter the house with out a problem. Buffy sighs as she was unsure about the second man.

“Everyone is gathered in the living room, just through there.” Buffy gestures the men to enter the living room ahead of her while she closes the door behind the men.

Dumbledore smiles, “Hello Ms. Summers and thank you for inviting us into your home. I understand how you did it and why.”

The unknown man speaks up, “Well, I don’t understand, someone want to explain it to me. It seems a little rude that you didn’t ask us to enter your home.”

At the other man’s comment the group in the living room gasp sharply as they know what is about to happen.

Buffy quickly turns to the man in black. “Look, who ever you are. Things are done differently in this house for a reason. I don’t know anything about you except one thing, you are no a vampire. Vampires are only able to enter a house that they have been given verbal permission to enter. We are on a Hellmouth here. There are certain rules that must be followed in order to survive in this town.”

As Buffy is saying this her voice has gone deathly quiet and she is poking her finger into the guy’s chest, backing him up with each poke until he is against the wall. The man pales further than his already pale complexion at the word Hellmouth and seems to be frozen in place. Dumbledore has a twinkle in his eyes and is trying not to laugh.

“I am sorry Ms. Summers that I did not introduce you to Professor Snape. He is the potions Master at Hogwarts and has agreed to help me explain some things to you and your friends.”

Buffy snarls and turns away from Snape. Some of her anger leaves as she turns to face Professor Dumbledore.

“Sorry about that, Professor Dumbledore. With my sister to protect, I take security seriously and to have someone question it. It makes me angry.”

“Well, no harm done, right Severus? It is understandable when you have to protect someone.”

Snape rubs his chest where Buffy poked him. “No harm done,” he sneers. “I am sorry I did not realize how things are done in the muggle world around Hellmouths.”

“Muggle world? What world are you from then, Mars?” asks Buffy.

Dumbledore laughs, “Ms. Summers, Severus is from Earth, I assure you. As for the term “Muggle world” it means non-magical world, as most witches and wizards live in secret, they tend to lump anything not magical as muggle.”

“Ah, ok. So I understand that you are here to explain why you are asking for our help and to test us for magical aptitude. Which order do you want to do that in and where?”

TBC