Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and its characters all belong to Joss Whedon. Harry Potter and all its characters belong to J.K Rowling.
This is a set of short ficlets. Its a prelude to a series which will be eventually written if I can ever have any inspiration.


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Summers, Dawn Summers. I like my firewhiskey shaken, not stirred. Hmm, already fourteen minutes and thirty-second seconds and she's still going. I could be doing a lot of things right now but no, I'm stuck here falling asleep while Professor Tillich rants on and on about how a young witch should act. Well, she can go and shove her wand up her ass for all I care.

"Miss Summers, are you even listening to me!? I have been trying to talk some sense into you for the past fifteen minutes. Have you listened to a word I have said!?"
Rolling my eyes I wonder whether I should just lie and politely respond that I have been listening or I could just let out my feelings and say what's on my mind. Well, mother always told me I shouldn't lie.

"Honestly, no I have not been listening to the humongous amount of snail dung that has been spewing out of your hinklepuff shaped mouth about utter fucking bullshit that you, you oversized heffalump know shit about because your fucking, shitty, minuscule brain doesn't quite seem to be able to process what actually happened. Also you have been going on for sixteen minutes and thirty-four seconds not fifteen minutes, Ma'am."

See perfectly honest and I even called her Ma'am. I never thought that Professor Tillich could ever been stunned mute, but wallah. Damn I'm good. I enjoyed watching the Headmistress' mouth open and shut like a blowfish for a few moments, enjoying the silence.

"Well this would be goodbye, I've truly enjoyed the past five and a bit years here with you and Salem Academy. Felt like we have really bonded. Sniff, sniff. Wow, I'm getting all emotional. I won't hug you of course, not into the whole mushy goodbyes. Well, see ya later bitch face." And at that I turned on my heel and left the office, bolting down the stairs grabbing my suitcase which I had left out there with all my belongings packed. Quickly making my way down the hall when "DAWN SUMMERS, YOU ARE EXPELLED FROM SALEM ACADEMY." Well it took her long enough to snap out of it. With a bright smile plastered on my face I opened the door with a flick of my wand and stepped out into the world, into freedom.


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One Month Later


Slowing the Harley to a stop I take a look around my final destination muttering,"There's no place like home." I gun the engine and roar past the sign saying 'WELCOME TO SUNNYDALE'.