The Riddle in me

Summary: Buffy Summers is not who her name says. Her real name is Elizabeth Avada Riddle, daughter of the all powerful Lord Voldemort. Voldemort wants his daughter to join him in his battle for world domination, but will this strong hearted Slayer agree to his plans? BTVS/HP Bangel!

Authors note: The Epilogue of TRIM. I'll have long notes at the end.

Quote: "One night and one more time, Thanks for the memories, Even though they weren't so great.
He tastes like you, only sweeter"

Epilogue

Normal P.O.V

Buffy was sat in the graveyard in Sunnydale. This was a usual event for the Slayer but this time in was different. She was sat by a grave with a single white rose on and it's was daylight. No vampires could attack her now without burning in the sunlight. The reason she was here was to mourn a friend. The black grave in front of her was still fresh. The black tombstone was engraved with golden letters. There were only a few words there but they shook Buffy to the core.

Here Lies; Rupert Giles

1954 – 1998

A man with pride,

A father to some a mentor to others,

He will be missed.

Buffy held back tears. He had died a month ago now, back in July. Now it was August. She kept visiting him everyday with a single white rose. The next grave over was her adoptive mother's. It seemed fitting for them to be together. They never admitted it but Buffy thought that they were closer than friendship. She smiled at the memories of Joyce and Giles. She kissed both graves before walking away.

She was wearing a long black trench coat, black combat trousers and a pink t-shirt. On the t-shirt was a simple saying in black. "SLAYER" was across the chest. Xander had gotten it especially printed as a joke. In her pocket lay a wand and stake, both hidden. Her blonde hair was tied up in a tight bun. Her face was cold. Her green eyes were slightly glazed from tears but other than that she showed no emotion.

It was too hot to wear black but the slayer didn't care. It was about 2 hours till sunset. She would have to prepare for tonights slay. She walked down the oh-so similar streets of Sunnydale with her head down. She passed similar shops, like the hardware store. She soon turned off and walked down the street near her house. She walked by the trees and houses without a sound or thought. Her head was still looking at the floor, without a care for the world around her.

She turned off into Revello Drive and soon reached her house, number 1630. She walked up to her porch, up the long grey stone path. She past the trees and plants that Joyce had put there. Buffy walked up the steps and pulled the key out of her combat's pocket. She unlocked her door, entered then closed it behind her. She entered into her familiar hallway. Steps were in front of her, the lounge was to the left and her kitchen to the right. She placed her trench coat on the coat hook nearby before running upstairs. Her house was silent.

She still stayed in her room. She couldn't deal with staying in Joyce's room. Joyce and Giles had both slept there before they died. Willow, Oz, Faith and Xander would come over soon and so would Lupin, Sirius, Harry, Hermione and Ron. They were flying in today. She had almost forgotten. They believed that rather than her staying alone until September that they would visit her. The sleeping arrangements were hard to work out but she'd got there in the end.

Buffy, Hermione, Ron and Harry would be sleeping in the lounge. Willow and Oz had the spare bedroom with a blow-up double bed and Faith on the single bed. (A/N: No Dawn, still is only season 3) Xander, Sirius and Lupin were in Joyce's room. They could argue over the bed how they wanted.

(A/N: Description from memory, so sorry if it's wrong) She soon entered her own room and looked to the mirror. Picture littered around the frame. Pictures of her and the Scoobies, pictures of her cheerleading days, pictures of Giles and pictures of her and.. Angel. She had been back here for a month and had only seen him a few times. She felt like he was ignoring her. He probably blamed himself for all that happened with Voldemort. She almost shuddered at the name. It was all past and he was dead.

She heard the front door slam. Buffy quickly wiped her eyes to hide her tears and grabbed a robe from her wardrobe. She slipped on the black velvet robe and grabbed her wand. She placed it behind her ear, more out of instinct now. She ran down the stairs and rushed into her lounge. In that room stood Lupin, Sirius, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Willow and Xander.

Buffy looked up and quickly ran to Lupin and hugged him.

"Buffy… I'm... Suffocating… Here," Lupin spluttered out. Buffy immediately let go and blushed slightly. Sometimes she didn't even know her own strength.

She looked over to Sirius and smirked. She charged at him and ruffled his hair. Sirius sighed and hugged Buffy. He had missed her since she left. She quickly let go and hugged each of the Trio.

"Willow can you show them their sleeping arrangements while I freshen up?" Buffy asked and Willow nodded.

Buffy quickly excused herself before running upstairs. She shut her door behind her, with the pink "Do Not Disturb" sign clearly place on her door handle. She sighed and sat down on her bed. It had been here she first kissed Angel, on that night when those demons had attacked them. It had been that very night that she discovered he was a vampire. It was that night that there relationship bloomed and began to show its true form; forbidden love.

She had seen it on many TV sitcoms. So many times in dramas forbidden love was used but this was the real world. Could the Slayer actually get through this? Seriously she could easily fight vampires or demons and win but love just wasn't her thing. Love was not the Slayer's best topic, especially the forbidden kind.

She lay back onto her soft pillow and began to sob. Buffy just couldn't take her mind of him. He was there in her mind every time she blinked away the tears.

She and he kissing for the first time. Blink. Her and him walking together. Blink. Her and Him fighting together. Blink. Angel giving her his duster for warmth. Blink. Angel giving her the Claddagh ring to show his love. Blink. Their night of passion together. Blink. Angelus trying to kill her.

She shot up and the thought. It still chilled her to the bone. What she did with Angelus during that night at Voldemort's place also chilled her. What would happen if Angel ever remembered? Would he ever forgive her?

She grabbed a tissue from the near-by box. It had been placed there for the many nights she had cried. She dabbed her eyes and lay back into her pillow again. The tears still streamed down her face no matter how hard she tried. She had lost Giles and now she could have lost Angel too.

"Why the hell is my life so messed up? Why did you die Giles? And WHY THE HELL DID YOU LEAVE ME ANGEL?" She screamed into her pillow but you could still hear the words. It was easy to make out what she was saying.

She felt something touch her on her back and jumped up. Brown met green in a fight. Angel was standing there. Great and she just said that he'd left her.

He looked in the eyes of the Slayer. She may be the killer of vampires but right now she was just a broken girl. She had lost almost everything close to her and he had left her. How could he be so stupid?

She looked into the eyes of Angel. His dark, mysterious and broody look had completely gone. Standing there now was another side of Angel. A comforting and supporting Angel. He looked down at her sympathetically and wrapped his arms around her petit form.

"Why? … Angel" Buffy managed to whisper out, almost without a sound. If it wasn't for Angel's vampire hearing he probably would never have heard it. He held her tightly and frowned. He hadn't thought it would hurt Buffy. He had thought it was for her own good. He had thought that since she was mourning the loss of her father-figure, the last thing she needed was her creature-of-the-night-boyfriend. But of course he was wrong.

"I did it for your own good," He replied softly.

"My own good is being with you" Buffy whispered softly, tears still falling down her soft face.

Angel let go of her and pushed her face to look up to his. He wiped away his tears with a spare finger and smiled. It wasn't because he was happy, it was more to cheer her up slightly. She smiled back weakly; it was partly false to cheer Angel up. He kissed her forehead and placed his hand around her waist. She copied and kissed his forehead.

"I'm so sorry Buffy, it was stupid of me," Angel replied, looking down to avoid her gaze.

If vampires could blush, Buffy thought that this one would be scarlet. He was obviously embarrassed and ashamed of what he did. Buffy used her hand to bring Angel's face up so there eyes met. She smiled a true smile for once too.

His head moved down and their lips connected. It began with a simple kiss on the lips but Angel soon wanted more. His tongue slide across Buffy's bottom lip, begging for access. Buffy quickly replied and gave Angel full entrance to her mouth. Their tongues collided in a display of love. Angel's tongue explored around Buffy's mouth tasting her sweet taste. His taste-buds were dead but he could still slightly taste her sweetness. His tongue run along hers causing her to shiver in delight.

Buffy soon joined in on the action. Her own tongue began to explore Angel's mouth, slightly shyer than Angel had been. Her tongue ran against his again sending shivers of pleasure through the both of them. Buffy took her hands and began to run them through his locks. He shivered slightly from the feeling. To get revenge Angel's hand ran through Buffy's hair, sending shivers through her body.

They soon broke apart, Buffy panting. Angel looked unfazed by the event. He had no need for oxygen so he was fine. Buffy kissed Angel on the cheek before going to her mirror. That picture of her and Angel was there and it made her smile. They were together again now and stronger than ever. Nothing could stop them now. She wiped away the remains of her tears and quickly smartened herself up.

She took Angel's hand and dragged him downstairs to see Lupin and the Hogwart's lot.

'Goodbye Giles. You taught me about being the Slayer and showed me a new side of life. And for that I thank you… Now I must move on. I'll miss you,' Buffy thought, looking up. She imaged Giles there and he was smiling at his Slayer.

For now, she would have to continue her life at Hogwart's school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

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A/N: This story and I have been through thick and thin. I thank my reviewers. I thank Moondalian 'cause she's my agony aunt. I thank Dodo, for helping me get over stuff. I thank Allen Pitt, because his reviews made me smile. And I thank all other reviewers for staying with the story.

For the Last time, thanks for reading,

Innocent Slayer

P.S. R&R (whoa that's the first time I really asked!)…

Oh I might do a sequel (The Riddle in Her, about Dawn… Vote on it!)