A Trip to Hogwarts: Number 5
by littlewiccan
Dumbledore sat alone in the great hall. The Yule ball was over now and he had just finished tidying up a bit. The few candles that were still lit burned faintly and were almost down to the quick. It had been a wonderful night and everyone had had such a splendid time. It seemed as though if only for a moment everything was right in the world again but alas things are not always as they seem. Dumbledore sighed, something was coming and it just might be the end of them all.

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Giles watched as the owl flew into the room, he and some of the others were researching in. He untied the package that was secured around the owl’s leg and opened it.

“What’s that?” Willow asked.

“A watcher’s diary. The council sent it. I believe it might contain some clues to what exactly we’re fighting,” he said as he opened the book and began to flip through its pages, “Aha.”

“Aha?” Buffy said, “Aha what?”

“And the monster that rose from the grave of the 5th was unlike any I had ever encountered. It was large and it seemed as though the only thing that could ever harm it would be itself. It had….”

“Yeah?”

“It ends, the next few pages are burnt,” Giles said with a sigh as he flipped forward.

“That’s just brilliant,” Spike said, sarcastically.

“Hey, not helping buddy,” Willow said.

Giles cleared his throat, “One thing is certain as prophesized the beat will rise again. I what time and place I know not but it will bring with it destruction and death. The blood of the dammed will run, the earth will quake, and water will boil under its feet. To those poor souls destined to face this monstrosity I leave one piece of advice, run. It is true my slayer has slain the beast but at the price of her won life and not before thousands of others had perished in his wake. So again I urge you to run for the beast’s predecessor will surely be more powerfully then the first.”

“That’s it?” Buffy said.

“I’m afraid so.”

“Well, what are we waiting for you heard the man lets run,” Anya said from where she was sitting next to Xander.

“No one’s running,” Buffy said with finality.

“Was I the only one listening? Mayhem, destruction, thousands dead….”

“Anya!” Xander said.

“What?!” she said, looking at him but he just shook is head, “I’m sorry but I’d really rather not die.”

“No one’s running and no one is going to die,” Buffy said.

“Tell that to 4 people who are already 6 feet under, Buffy!”

“Hey, guys, I think I figured out where he’s going to strike next,” Fred said as she entered the room a large map in her hands, “Is everything okay?” She could feel the tension in the room.

“Yeah, what’d you find?” Buffy asked her as Fred walked over and propped the map up.

“Well I plotted where all the murders have taken place so far and when I connected them they form a diamond and if you draw a line from each of the 4 outer points it can be seen they converge at one central point as well as form the symbol that’s been found on all the victims.”

“And?” Xander said.

“And that point is Hogwarts; the next murder is going to happen here.”

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“I was wondering when you’d arrive?” Dumbledore said, without turning around, as the figure walked into the great hall.

“I hope I didn’t keep you waiting,” the cloaked figure with the blood red skin answered as Dumbledore turned around and the clock stroke 12, “But I was always one for a dramatic entrance.”

“Who are you?”

“The man or demon that’s going to kill you,” he said as he dropped his hood and revealed a blood red face with black tribal markings on it. The demon’s eyes were black and it looked as though he had 2 pieces of onyx embedded in his face.

“I doubt that,” Dumbledore said in a calm tone as he pulled out his wand, preparing for the ensuing fight, “Petrificus totalis!”

“Finite incantnatem,” he said, blocking the spell.

“Expelirimus!” Dumbledore yelled, sending his attacker flying into the doors in the great hall and unknowingly causing the bottle containing Dumbledore’s stolen memory flying to the floor, where it rolled into one of the many crannies in the great hall.

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“What was that?” Buffy asked. They had just heard a loud noise downstairs somewhere.

“Sounds like its coming from the great hall,” Spike said.

“Guys, we have a problem,” Cordy told them as she entered the room Angel by her side.

“What?” Xander asked.

“Cordy had another vision,” Angel said.

“It was of Dumbledore, someone’s going to kill him.”

“When?” Willow asked.

“Ah, guys,” Fred said, “I’m thinking probably happening right now?”

“Huh?” Xander said.

“The dots converge in the middle, the great hall,” she blurted out as they all began to ran too the door.

“What?” Cordy asked confused because she had missed the earlier part of the research session.

“I doesn’t matter let’s go,” Angel told her as he grabbed her hand and they ran after the others.

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The demon walked forward to where Dumbledore was lying on the floor. His face was contorted in agony, “I’m impressed, the other victims were much more vocal when I use the cruciatus curse on them. One of them I believe he was a friend of yours, Christian, begged for his life, do you believe you’ll do the same?”

Dumbledore yelled in pain as the demon flicked his wand, increasing the level of torture he applied to his victim. That’s when he heard people. They were yelling and running towards the great hall.

“Nox totalis,” the demon whispered and all the lights went off in response and the great hall was plunged into darkness, “Avada kedavra.”

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Buffy ran towards the doors. She was ahead of all the others and she stopped when she saw the green light flicker under the doorway. She had only been teaching DATDA for a few months but she knew what the killing curse looked like. She pushed open the doors and ran into the darkness. The others followed her, not far behind.

“Fiat lux,” Willow said, lighting up the entire room.

“We’re too late,” Buffy said.

“What?” Angel asked, coming over to her and seeing Dumbledore’s dead body lying on the ground and just like the others his robes were ripped open and the infamous symbol was burned on his chest.

“Oh god,” Willow said turning away and hiding her face in Giles’s chest. He out his arm around her to comfort her.

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