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Summer of Redemption	By : vampmistress76 Category: BtVS Crossovers > BtVS/Harry Potter Views: 5517 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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(Willow's POV)

When I got up this morning, I totally intended to go about my normal routine.

Really.
Right. Then why am i sitting in my rocker, staring at the sleeping form of Remus Lupin, instead of out the window at the nice woodsy view? This is stupid. I don't like guys anymore. No one can ever take Tara's place.
No one.
But he is quite nice to look at. Either asleep or awake.
And speaking of awake. He is. He just opened his eyes and caught me looking!
Oh Goddess.
"Well, good morning."
Damn, he's got a nice voice. I can't help but smile a little. What is wrong with me? He's raising up, and...
gulp
HE'S SANS SHIRT! OH, GODDESS!!
Okay Wills, calm down. No don't look down. Eyes up girl, maybe he hasn't noticed your noticing his lack of shirt... Oh, he noticed. It'll be alright. Just... look elsewhere. That's it, look out the window, where I should have been looking in the first damn place. Shit!
Okay, deep cleansing breath.

He's getting up. To put a shirt on, I hope. Where is he going now?

Oh, the kitchen. Of course, need that morning coffee.
"Would you like something to eat?"
Hmm. That's nice of him. Of course, he has been nothing but nice since he's been here. Why not acknowledge him a little. It wouldn't hurt me to just nod, would it?
Okay, he's out of sight. Good.
"Good morning, Willow."
Good morning, Giles.

Oh, look there's an owl at the window. Wait a minute, owls are nocturnal. What the hell is one doing pecking on the glass? It's like it wants in or something.
"What have we here? Must be from Dumbledore."
Dumbledore? Isn't that the guy you contacted when you were trying to get ahold of Remus? Is that a piece of paper attached to it's leg? Huh, it's a letter. Neat, post owls. Wonder what it says. Must be pretty bad, judging from your expression, Giles. Oh, gosh, I hope it's not a prophecy or anything.
"Morning, Rupes, hope you're in a mood for coffee. What's that?"
Yes, please tell. What is got you so worried, Giles?
"Oh, um, an owl just brought it. It's from Albus. Apparently, there has been a Death Eater raid, and a muggle family was killed. The student was thankfully not there and survived. Apparently, her parents had sent her on an errand when the attack occured."
Aww, the poor thing.
"Does it mention which student?"
"Oh yes, um, a Miss. Hermione Granger. Albus says you know her."
Hermione? And I always thought my name was wierd. And, she's lost her loved ones. Sounds like we are in the same boat.
"Yes. Yes, I do know her. She's best friends with Harry Potter."
Harry Potter? Now where have I heard that name before?
"THE Harry Potter? James and Lily's son?"
Looks like Giles knows who he is. Hmm, must have heard about him from Giles sometime or other.
"The one and only."
"Well, then no wonder Albus asked if..."
If? Come on, Giles. You know I hate it when you do the trailing off thing.
"Albus asked what?"
"W-well, it would seem that Albus thinks it would be safer for Miss Granger t-to be hidden out somewhere."
"I would think that Albus would just move the girl into the Gryffindor tower at Hogwarts."
"You would think that, but apparently our dear headmaster has something else completely different in mind."
Hidden out? Something completely different in mind? Giles, are you implying what I think you're implying? Remus would you read the letter out loud please? Thank you.

"Rupert,
I hate to impose upon your good graces, but I fear I must call upon the debt that is owed me. We have a bit of a situation regarding a student here at Hogwarts, Miss Hermione Granger. Remus is familiar with the young lady. It seems that there has been a raid upon her home and both parents were murdered. It was only luck that the girl was not home at the time of the attack. She is now here at Hogwarts, but I am afraid that none of us here has what the young lady needs at this time. She has withdrawn into herself and will not allow us near her. She has even verbally assaulted Severus with threats of bodily harm. I fear he may never look at a bratwurst the same way again."

Whoa! I have got to meet this girl! Could probably learn a thing or two.
"But now I am getting off track."
I'll say.
"The reason I have owled you for is this, I wish for Miss Granger to be brought to your location, and a protective charm be placed over it until the Ministry can look into why this horrible incident has occured. I implore you to agree, for I believe that your Miss Rosenberg and Miss Granger may be of some comfort to each other."
Really? I wonder why he thinks that?

"I will await your reply before any other decisions on the matter.
Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore"

"Well Rupert, what is the reply?"
Yeah, Giles. Are you going to let her come?
"Yes, well I was just about to get to that."
I guess this means we are getting a new houseguest, huh?
"Well, what do you say we get that coffee now."
Yeah, and some breakfast too.

~*~

Well, it's almost time for this Hermione girl to get here.

"Good evening, Albus."
"Good to see you again, Rupert."

Oh. They're here. Wow, she's really pretty. But something's not right. I'm not attracted to her or anything. Not even a twinge of desire. Not like what I feel every time Remus looks at me. Man, how wierd is that? Oh, she's in bad shape too. As bad as me right after IT happened. Didn't want any contact whatsoever. She doesn't even want Remus to touch her. Well, at least she hasn't tried to end the world or anything.
"As I told Rupert in the letter I sent, she does not like close proximity at this time. It took quite a bit of coaxing on my part to get her to allow me to touch her shoulder so we could Apparate here."
Well, that is at least some progress.

"Does Harry and Ron know what's happened?"

"Mr. Potter does, but the Dursleys were adamant about not allowing Harry to Hogwarts until it was time for him to come back. And under the circumstances, I don't believe it would have done any good. As for Ron Weasley, he is on vacation with his family in Romania, and with Hermione in the emotional state that she is in, I thought it pointless to interrupt it."
Oh bummer, she doesn't even have friends to help her through it. Hmm, I'm beginning to think that I didn't have it as bad as I thought I did. I mean, at least I had Xander, Buffy, Dawn and Giles. She's looking at me now. She looks so lost it's almost heartbreaking. She has lost her family, and she doesn't even have her friends for support.

It's okay, Hermione. I'll be here for you.
"Yes, of course. Here Albus, I would like to introduce you to Miss Willow Rosenberg."
"Good evening, Miss Rosenberg. I am Albus Dumbledore."
Hi, Mr. Dumbledore. Sorry, but I can't look at you. I'm too busy being supporto girl right now.
"Fascinating. This is most fascinating indeed."
What the hell did he mean by that?
"Would you care for a cup of tea, Albus?"
"No, I am afraid I have not the time, Rupert. But there is the little matter of the protection spell before I go."
Yeah, wouldn't want to forget that, now would we?
"It is quite simple. But I will need both of your magics to help reinforce the spell."
Hmm. That looks like a spell I've done before. Wish I could help out. But Giles would probably freak out or something if I did.
"Now that that is taken care of, I shall be off. I am sure Fawkes is getting worried about me."
Fawkes? Is that his wife's name? Mrs. Fawkes Dumbledore? Yikes!
"Yes, well, we will contact you if anything comes up."
"You do that Rupert, you do that."
Bye Mr. Dumbledore, sir. Be seeing you.

~*~

Well, time for bed. It sure was nice of Giles to let Hermione use his bed. That was some neat transfigurating that he did too, changing the coffee table into a cot like that. Totally cool.
Boy, am I tired.

~*~

What was that? I know something woke me up. But what?
There it is again. It's crying. Coming from the next room.

Hermione's room.

The poor thing must be having the nightmares. I remember Tara used to have them sometimes. But they would get better when I held her and whispered in her ear.
Hmmm, I wonder...
Okay, so I walk to the door leading into the spare bedroom and ease it open. The poor thing. She's thrown off the cover, and is drenched in sweat. Tossing about violently and lashing out. Yep, just like Tara.

She reminds me so much of Tara, but I still don't feel anything for her besides compassion and wanting to befriend and help her.

That's what I want to do. I want to help her. That's what Dumbledore meant, although how he knew I have no idea. But this is something good that I can do. I can help instead of hurt. Besides destroy, I can create a comfort for this girl, who is so obviously in need of it.
It's a purpose that I have been trying to find for a long time now.
So, I walk slowly toward the bed, so as not to startle her awake. That would not be of the good.
Her moans of dispair are filling the room now and I am afraid she might wake up Giles and Remus.
It's now or never.
So, I climb into the bed and ease my body down next to her's, and as I figured she starts to lash out at me. And for the first time in two months, I use my vocal cords and begin to whisper to her. Talking gently and reaching out to pull her resisting body into my arms.
"It's alright, Hermione. Calm down, sweetie, I'm here. It's going to be alright. You're not alone anymore. I'm right here for you. Right here."
I continue whispering for a few minutes until I feel her struggles begin to wan. And finally they come to a stop, along with her moans. And soon she is sleeping peacefully in my arms.
And I can't help but think as I follow her into sleep, that I actually made a difference. That I helped.

And it feels good.

~*~

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