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Finding Love	By : angelinasway Category: BtVS Crossovers > BtVS/Harry Potter Views: 2601 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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WARNING: Mention and small description of rape. Nothing too graphic, but certainly enough to squeak you out.

Chapter 9
They were all in the library discussing the events of the night.
“How can you say that?” Buffy shouted. Her anger with the whole situation getting the better of her, “I’m not saying he was telling me he was some sort of good vampire. He didn’t have a soul, and he made it clear that if it wasn’t for Tom, he would have no problem killing me, but Giles,” she sighed sadly. “How many have I killed that could have been changed because of someone they love? How many have I sentenced to death without ever giving them a chance at redemption?”
“That’s not the point Buffy.” Giles said polishing his glasses furiously. He had never expected to have to explain this to his Slayer.
“Well make it the fucking point!” Buffy yelled, her voice rising higher by the second.
She shook her head, eyes filling with tears, “If there is one that could have been saved, that could have changed, and I killed them. How does that make me any different from them?”
Giles looked at Tom, who was glaring at him but not speaking, in fact, the boy had been mostly silent through most of the discussion. Only weighing in to confirm that he had felt the vampire was telling the truth. He also noticed how Xander was studying his hands intently and Giles knew the boy was wondering if he really had to stake poor Jesse. Willow was also surprisingly quiet, looking at her lifelong friend with concern.
Giles sighed looking down, “In my experience, there are...two types of monsters. The first, uh, can be redeemed, or more importantly, wants to be redeemed. The second is void of humanity and cannot respond to reason... or love.”
Saying that had Xander blowing out a breath of relief and Willow smiled reassuringly at her friend. Xander knew the creature he had killed wasn’t his friend. He even knew the demon had destroyed Jesse’s humanity, and also he had not wanted redemption, but there had always been a niggling feeling that maybe…just maybe, he could have saved him. He hoped what Giles had just said was true.
“So, what you are saying,” Tom said, finally speaking up, “Is that, yes, there is a possibility that she could have killed a vampire with some of these qualities.”
Buffy’s eyes widened and she shook her head, but before she could leave Tom was there wrapping his arms around her as she began to cry on his shoulder. She couldn’t handle this, not this. Everything she had ever been taught, everything she stood for, had been a lie. She really was just a killer.
“Look, Buffy… I know hearing this is hard for you, but are you honestly prepared to risk the lives of innocent people because a vampire might be willing to go against his nature?” Giles said shaking his head. “I honestly don’t think you are. How much worse would it be if you discovered that a vampire you” He pointed, “let live then went out and killed a busload of children? Are you prepared to live with the possible consequences of something like that?”
Buffy pulled away from Tom staring at Giles for several long moments before stating, “No, I… I couldn’t.”
“Then you understand why the Council feels it necessary not to tell Slayers that they could possibly be killing a redeemable creature, if… and this is a big if, their humanity still remains.” Giles countered.
Buffy bit her lip glaring at her Watcher, “Just because I understand doesn’t mean I like being lied to.”
Giles nodded, “But would you have been willing to slay a redeemable creature when you first discovered your calling?”
She looked at him blinking away more tears before she finally said, “No, I don’t think I could have.”
“Then please try to understand why the Council feels it necessary to gloss over the truth. We do this to make it easier on new Slayers. We also do this because, in reality, there is no true way of knowing if a vampire, especially a fledgling, can be redeemed.” Giles paused removing his glasses for a polishing. “You already know a vampire does not have a soul, that they are void of conscience. As a fledgling, their bloodlust is near uncontrollable. Add a demon with an evilly inherent nature in the mix and the likelihood of them being redeemable before they kill an innocent is very unlikely.”
Giles sighed placing his glasses back on his nose, “And that is your job Buffy, above all others. That is why the Slayer line was created in the first place. To protect the innocent from forces they never stood a chance against.”
Buffy stared at Giles for a long moment before she sighed and nodded, “I-I understand.”
“Well I don’t.” Tom said stepping beside Buffy and grasping her hand for support. “Do you just expect her to kill Spike after he warned us? Is he just like the rest of them?” he sighed, “This is the only bit of family, of a blood relation, I have ever met that gave a piss about me. I will not lose that for anyone.”
Buffy smiled at Tom sadly, “I won’t do anything, unless he gives me a reason to.” She nodded reassuringly, “Plus he said he would leave town. If that’s the case we won’t have to worry about him.”
“He hasn’t left.” Angel’s voice rang through the library, catching everyone attention.
Tom whirled around eyes flashing with anger, “And how would you know?”
“Like you, he’s family, only a little bit closer in relation to me. I sired Drusilla and she sired Spike.” Angel said as he watched with grim satisfaction as Xander and Willow’s eyes went wide.
Buffy, Tom, and Giles stiffened but pretended to ignore Angel’s remark as best they could. There was something in Angel’s eyes that Tom did not trust. Every few seconds there seemed to be a flash of guilt in his eyes, as if he was hiding something.
“What else can you feel?” Tom asked wondering if his Uncle was hurt.
“Nothing,” Angel said a little too quickly. “I just know Drusilla and Spike are close.”
But Tom was no longer listening to him. He was using something that he had only used a few times since being in Sunnydale. Even then he had only used it on a basic level, skimming other people’s reaction and feeling towards him, though he had never used it on Buffy. He had a suspicion that if he did she would feel violated and be very angry with him.
It was strange how Buffy could tame that part of him so easily. At Hogwarts using Legilimancy had been second nature. He had used it on everyone and everything, but now he could see the logic in the Ministry regulating its usage. It was a violation of people’s privacy. However old habits were very hard to break, especially when Tom felt he was being lied to by someone he already loathed.
He delved deep into the vampire’s mind searching for the guilt he could see on Angel’s face. A strange word Sires Call came to his mind. Tom tried delving deeper trying to find the source of the word when he accidentally stumbled upon a memory that slammed into him with the force of a bludger. He was shocked and horrified at the images that would be eternally burned into his mind.
He saw Spike dressed in torn Victorian clothing, beaten, black and blue, and coughing up blood. He was on a damp hard stone floor. Tom watched in horror as Angel tore Spike’s trousers away and then began to undo his own.
“Next time you’ll learn to obey me Willy,” Angel sneered before grabbing his stiff cock and forcing it into his Uncle’s body.
Tom gasped and saw red. Everything else was left to instinct. He attacked Angel, barreling into him and knocking him on the floor, his fury at the images fueling a fire burning hotter than the sun. He wrapped his fingers around Angel’s throat as the other began to pummel the vampire in the face.
“You bloody bastard,” he screamed. “You bloody fucking rapist!”
Unfortunately, Angel was stronger, and had years of experience on Tom. He threw the boy off of him with ease getting to his feet.
Buffy had watched the entire trade in shock, only coming back to herself when Angel advanced on Tom. She didn’t know what was going on, but she was sure as hell going to find out. Buffy stepped in front of Angel with her hand on her hips as Xander grabbed Tom around his waist to stop him from charging back in. Giles stood in stunned silence, unable to determine what had set the boy off and Willow came to stand behind Giles, so she was out of the line of fire.
Tom was panting heavily, snarling at the vampire, and cursing up a storm. Xander could barely keep his hold on him. The kid was trembling in rage, and Xander knew that whatever had set Tom off; he was not going to like. Tom kept yelling the word rapist at Angel, and Xander had come to know that Tom wouldn’t do that unless he had a good reason.
Angel glared at Tom wiping the blood away from his mouth. He turned to Buffy, “You need to put a muzzle on your boy.”
“Piss off!” Tom spat increasing his struggle to get out of Xander’s hold. One of his arms came free, and he went for his wand. Xander was already ahead of Tom, having disarmed him when he first grabbed hold. Tom’s confusion gave Xander the advantage he needed to restrain the boy further.
Giles had removed his glasses clearing his throat, “What’s this all about Tom?”
Buffy who was now certain Angel wasn’t going to attack her mate turned to Tom, eyes wide and imploring. That seemed to do the trick because he began to calm down, Giles’s words from a few seconds ago finally registering.
“I saw him.” Tom spat, angrily pointing at Angel. “I saw his memory. He… he raped my Uncle. He beat and raped Spike.”
Willow gasped and covered her mouth looking at Angel in horror. Xander let go of Tom stepping back, his eye’s leveling coolly on the vampire in question. Giles looked at Angel hard, before turning to Tom, “How were you able to see the memory Tom?”
“I…” Tom panted, “I am quite a good Legilimens. I can navigate the layers of the mind if I wish.”
Angel’s eyes widened but that was all. He shrugged indifferently and said, “You have no idea what you’re talking about. Just because you’re related to the Master, don’t think for a second you can understand how discipline is dealt among demons. Spike was always a simpering pathetic fool, a complete disappointment to vampires everywhere. When I didn’t have a soul it was my duty to make him obey me, I was the leader. That’s how vampire hierarchy works. So don’t ask me to feel remorse for him. I have enough to atone for without throwing that in.”
“I’ll bloody kill you.” Tom snarled again lunging forward, only this time Buffy was there to stop him.
“Come on, let’s go,” Buffy said softly rubbing his shoulders soothingly. “Let’s go find a nice big demon to kill. You’ll feel better… I promise.”
Buffy then turned to Angel fury and disgust clearly on her face. She knew there were a lot of things that she didn’t understand, but the fact that Angel didn’t feel a little remorse for hurting Spike in that way, even if Spike was an evil vampire, made her sick to her stomach. God, had I actually been attracted to him? “When we get back, I suggest you not be here.”

They walked in silence through the cemetery holding hands. Buffy was still reeling from the night’s events. Not only had she discovered some things about vampires that she did not know, but she was also discovering that Angel without a soul was defiantly not a redeemable vampire. She also wondered if Tom had not come here, would she have ever seen the darker side of the vampire. She was eternally grateful to have the blinders that had been firmly in place ripped off to reveal what kind of vampire Angel had been.
“Do you think he’s all right?” Tom asked looking up at the stars.
“Who?” Buffy asked confused.
“Spike,” Tom said quietly. “If he is still in town like Angel suggested, he could be hurt.”
Buffy pursed her lips, “We could check out the warehouse where all the rumored activities been going on. Maybe tomorrow after parent teacher night or even Friday night, I was planning on doing it anyway. Get a jump on the numbers before Saint Vigeous.”
Tom nodded in agreement, “We could look for him then I suppose.” He sighed sadly, “I’m sorry about the way I acted earlier. I don’t usually lose my temper that easily.”
Buffy smiled grimly, “Well considering what you saw, I can’t really blame you. If I had actually seen it,” She shook her head in disgust. “I would have reacted the same way.”
Tom nodded frowning. He was worried about his Uncle more than he had ever been anyone in his whole life. He couldn’t understand it. Then again, he supposed it was because for the first time he had family that not only acknowledged he was a part of them, but had tried to do the right thing for him. He could also tell that Spike was a good man as a human. If he hadn’t been, he wouldn’t have tried to help them.
He looked at Buffy watching her scan the grounds for demons. He was also incredibly thankful to have had this opportunity, this chance at finding something he never thought he would have. He was wanted here. He had the beginning of true friendship and something else, something powerful.
He swallowed hard as he studied her soft features. He loved the way the moonlight made her skin almost glow. Tom knew what this feeling was without ever having felt it before. In that moment, he had never been surer of anything in his whole life. He stood there in the middle of the moonlit cemetery, fifty-five years in the future, and realized that he had fallen in love.

Spike could hear them talking. Drusilla had moved him into an abandoned part of the factory not realizing the acoustics were better here.
He looked at the rat he had drained in disgust. He couldn’t believe what his Sire had done to him. She was supposed to be the bloody love of his life, his fucking salvation. She had managed to destroy any love he had for her in one fell swoop. Now the only thing he felt was hatred and rage.
He couldn’t feel his legs. The bloody bitch had broken his spine. Spike cursed as he used his arms to pull himself into a semi sitting position against the factory wall. He panted unnecessarily and reached for his fags. Thank the maker he could still use his arms, or else he might lose his mind completely.
Spike took a drag of his cigarette blowing out a cloud of smoke as he heard Drusilla spill her plan to the Annoying One. Not that the little clueless snot could decipher her riddles. The pathetic fool kept asking her to repeat herself.
Spike, on the other hand, was quite capable of understanding her. If he was interpreting her words correctly she was planning on killing the Slayer on Saturday as her first attempt to sway Tom into darkness, and if that didn’t work she would kill Spike in front of him. Her next words, however, had an icy chill running up his spine. If he would not embrace his darkness, she would unlock it for him. Spike knew all too well what that meant. If Tom didn’t conform, she would turn him herself.

Willow and Xander looked at Giles confused after Angel had skulked off.
“Giles… Uh… What was Angel talking about?” Willow said nervously.
Giles looked at the teens before sighing, “Perhaps the both of you would like to sit down?”
Xander shook his head, “I think I’ll stand, but thanks.”
Willow took her seat staring intently at the scratched wood. “What was Angel talking about, when he said Tom was family?” She whispered.
Giles removed his glasses pinching the bridge of his nose. He had a feeling this was going to be a very long night. Giles looked at the teens for a long moment, and then he proceeded to tell them what they had discovered a week ago.
After he was finished both teens sat quietly in numb shock. “I-I thought vampires couldn’t p-procreate?” Willow whispered.
“I didn’t think they could either.” Giles answered. “But Tom would be evidence, to the contrary.”
Xander blew out a breath before looking at the Watcher, “And the prophecy? You’re sure it’s them?”
Giles nodded, “I’m sure.”
Willow looked at her friend trying to gauge his reaction to all this. She knew if Xander didn’t take this well she was going to have to come to Buffy’s defense. Xander nodded to himself, as if he had just made a decision and stood heading for the library doors.
“Xander?” Willow said standing to follow him. Then her friend surprised her. He stopped and turned smiling slightly at her.
“It’s okay Wills… I’m good.” He shrugged putting both hands in his pockets. “I, of all people should know, right? You can’t choose who your family is.”
Willow smiled brightly at him and grabbed her backpack and coat. Sometimes that man had the ability to make her heart flutter. It was a rare occasion but there were times when he could see right to the heart of things. She pouted as she began to follow him out the door, she just wished he would see her every once in a while.
“Are you still sleeping at my house?” She asked as she fell into stride beside him.
Giles watched them go, smiling to himself, sometimes people could really surprise you.

There was something about revelations that made you feel like you could fly. Tom remembered all too well what discovering his power had been like. He also remembered coming to Hogwarts for the first time, both incidents had been monumental. Nothing could possibly compare to this. He felt as if he were soaring over the moon. He couldn’t keep his eyes off her even if he wanted to.
Buffy had taken off after a vampire that had risen and was toying with the creature before it met a dusty ending. She was beautiful when she fought. Her small body moving gracefully as she blocked and kicked, it was like she was made of music, her body just flowed.
She staked the fledgling and then smiled at him her eye glimmering mischievously in the moonlight and some primal part of Tom snapped. A growl from deep in his chest rose up surprising them both, but Tom’s surprise only lasted a second before he was stalking towards her. He had barely had five minutes alone with her since his first day of school and now all he wanted to do was make up the lost time.
“Tom?” Buffy squeaked as she began to walk backwards. She knew that look in his eyes and the fact that his eyes were glowing was only part of it. Never had anyone looked at her with such hunger and want. There was something else there too, something indescribable. She had seen it before but not as strongly as it was right now.
He smirked at her as she began to walk backward. She was heading right for the mausoleum behind her, which was exactly where he wanted her to go.
“Buffy,” He whispered as her back hit the wall.
He said her name like a prayer and goose bumps erupted all over her body. She began to pant as his arms shot out on either side of her and before Buffy even knew what was happening, he smashed his lips into hers. His tongue plunged into her mouth as he laid his body flush against hers. He brought is knee between her parted thighs. Buffy began rolling her hips without even realizing it and Tom moaned in response.
“I want you,” he whispered nipping at her lips and then soothing them with his tongue. “I always want you.”
Buffy nodded and whimpered too lost in passion to speak. Her eyes were large as she felt his questing fingers slid underneath her blue camisole and along the undersides of her breasts. Liquid heat pooled in her belly. God, fighting this was so hard.
She had purposely made it so any time they spent together was in the company of others. She honestly didn’t trust herself around him. When he kissed her, it was like her mind shut down and her body’s needs were the only thing that mattered. Buffy knew she wasn’t ready for sex, but try telling that to her body, because apparently it wasn’t getting that memo.
His lips had moved down to her neck rubbing gently before he scraped his blunt teeth along the tender flesh. She shivered and grasped his shoulders crying out when she felt his finger caress her nipples.
It took every ounce of willpower she had to speak especially with his talented finger’s tweaking her nipples that way. “T-Tom, I-I’m not…”
“I know,” He whispered against her neck. “I wasn’t planning on going that far.” Tom kissed her neck and pulled back to meet her eyes.
“But,” Tom smiled evilly, biting his bottom lip and slowly trailing the fingers of his left hand down her stomach, until he reached the waistband of her trousers. Slowly, he ran his fingers along her stomach just above the band. “I want to know something.”
“What?” Buffy whispered breathily, Tom’s fingers doing a number on her resolve.
“I want to know if you touch yourself here,” he whispered dragging his pointer finger down to her quim, “When you think of me?”
Buffy’s only response was a whimper and her cheeks becoming a charming shad of pink. She couldn’t answer him if she tried too overwhelmed with the feel of his hand. Her eyes remained locked on his face, and fire began to boil in her veins.
Tom’s eyes rolled back as he cupped her mound. “I do. Can’t even go a bloody day without having a wank because you’re all I can think about.”
Buffy moaned loudly when Tom’s exploring fingers rubbed against her clit and at the erotic image that floated through her mind. She began panting heavily, her chest heaving at the thought of him doing that in front of her and when he lightly brushed her clit again, and she had to bite her lip to keep from screaming.
Tom smiled as he watched her respond to his ministrations, “Show me how you like to be touched Buffy. Teach me how to make you feel good.”
He kissed her then slowly and sensually as if he wanted to savor her, and the last bit of resolve she had crumbled completely. It was like fighting a losing battle with herself. The side of her that wanted to object wasn’t as strong as the side that wanted this. Buffy already feared her heart was lost, and she wanted to savor this as much as Tom did.
Tom watched in awe as the last bit of doubt disappeared from Buffy’s eyes, and she moved her hands to the clasp of her trousers undoing it and then slowly pulling down the zipper revealing white cotton.
“I need to feel your skin,” She said in a shy voice, “Against me.”
Tom had to bite his lip, as he ran his fingers along the edge of her tiny white knickers. Buffy’s hips rolled in response, and he groaned deep in his throat before surrendering, and dipping his hand under the fabric. Soft curls greeted his fingers, and as he moved his hand further a soft growl erupted when he touched something that made Buffy jerk and coo, but Tom wasn’t done exploring and his hand slid further until he reached a pool of hot liquid silk. His eyes rolled back and he bit his lip harder to keep from coming.
Buffy was in ecstasy. She didn’t know it was possible for something to feel so good. Tom slid the tip of his finger inside of her gently exploring before pushing it in further, and she about died.
“Oh God,” She moaned.
“You like that?” He breathed.
Buffy nodded and he removed his fingers sliding back up to her clit and rubbing his wet fingers over it. She jerked grabbing his wrist to keep it there as her hips did the work for him.
“Which do you like more,” he asked breathless as he watched his love take her pleasure.
Buffy panted, “I-I don’t… both… everything… j-just don’t stop.”
“Never,” Tom swore and moved his finger back to her entrance sliding it home. When he crooked his finger she jerked, so he did it again.
That was all it took Buffy saw white before an explosion of sensory overloads hit her, and she wailed Tom’s name.
He had never seen anything so magnificent in his whole life. Buffy was a Goddess among mortals, and he had been the lucky bastard who had been allowed to touch her. She mumbled a complaint as he removed his fingers and blushed when he tasted her nectar. Buffy blushed further when he moaned in approval at her taste, and met her eyes with a heated stare.
“Next time,” Tom said smiling while he refastened her trousers, “I want to make you do that with my mouth.”
Buffy’s eyes widened and her mouth fell open and she gasped at the mental picture. Tom couldn’t help but chuckle at her expression.
She blushed tomato red and kissed his cheek, “Come on. I’ll walk you home.” She whispered shyly.
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