Motivations
by Kathryn A
In Truth Beauty Harry Potter / Buffy ( 350 words) [2010-03-10] Severus Snape, ?Anya Jenkins
Why was Anya asking him questions about Voldemort?
Disclaimer: Universes not mine. Words mine.
Notes: Written for jedibuttercup's birthday.
"What sort of immortality does he have?" Anya smoothed the parchment in front of her, pen poised above it.
Snape assumed she wasn't talking about Nicholas Flamel. "Why do you want to know?"
"Because I want a June wedding," Anya said. "Or July. July will do."
"What has the date of our wedding got to do with the Dark Lord?"
"Because it will be easier to get married after he's defeated, of course," Anya said. "And I want a June wedding, so we need to defeat him by May at the very latest."
"We need to defeat him?" Snape said. "He's supposed to be defeated by the Boy-Who-Lived. The Chosen One. Mister Harry bloody Potter."
"Oh, there's a prophecy, is there?" Anya said, writing the word "prophecy" on her parchment, and underlining it.
"Prophecies are nonsense."
"The Powers That Be don't send nonsense to their Seers," Anya said, "but they love being cryptic so that they can hide the loopholes. What does the prophecy say?"
"Only Dumbledore knows the full prophecy."
"Okay, I'll ask him later," Anya said, adding "ask Dumbledore" to her list. "But you're sure it's about Harry Potter?"
Snape sneered. "As if a fifteen year old boy could defeat the Dark Lord."
"Fifteen?" Anya said. "The Powers don't seem to think that's too young for Chosen Ones; Buffy was called at fifteen."
"Buffy?"
"The Slayer," Anya said. "The Vampire Slayer."
"The Vampire Slayer is a fifteen year old called Buffy?"
"She's twenty-one now," Anya said. "That's a record for a Slayer, they're usually killed before then. But that's because Buffy doesn't fight alone, she's got support. Harry doesn't have to do it alone either; we can help. And I've had practice!" Anya said brightly.
"So have I," Snape drawled. "I hope you're not in it for the glory; it's a very unreliable method."
"No." She hopped up from the desk and kissed him. "Just you. I'm in it for you."
He kissed her back. "What have I done to deserve you?"
She smiled. "You exist."
He'd never dreamed that two words could heal a wound that old.