South America, in the legendary Incan city of Macchu Picchu

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Willow smiled, remembering reading about this place in all those books in Giles library. Back in her old life. It was so wonderful and ancient here. There was reminants of power, not much, but enough to be stoked to life. Like stroking a giant slumbering kitty or dragon awake. Awwww....

She had some plans, and one of those handy dandy portals gave her a nice little present to help her on her way recently. Landed in Mexico, and she happened across it as she flew by. So much magic pumping through those veins, and under the skin, she just couldn't resist wanting a taste.

"It's not even my birthday yet," She crooned, petting her bound present. "You're going to be so helpful too. Make up for being such a naughty spoiled boy for so long. You remind me of Spike a little. He got defanged too, couldn't kill anymore. But you never could, could you, Draco?"