Chapter 1
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When they had been asked to come to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, she honestly hadn't known what to expect. Glancing around the crowded Great Hall at all of the curious students that were now staring at them, Dawn Summers shifted about uncomfortably knowing that nothing she had imagined this summer could quite equal what she was currently facing. She looked up at the ever-changing ceiling and then turned to smile at her companion.
"Cool." She said simply.
Her companion, also known as her sister Buffy Summers, smiled brightly as she looked up at the ceiling as well. She nodded her head. "Definitely."
"So…you're teaching, which is just wiggy and I'm becoming a student…like six years into school? Don't they think I'll be a little confused?" Dawn questioned softly as they walked to the front of the room with the eleven year old students.
Buffy snickered. "Well, I suggested they put you in first year, but Dumbie said that was out. Instead, you just had your little tutor sessions this summer and they expect you to catch onto everything else."
Dawn smirked as she held up the wand she had gotten a few months ago. "They want me to do magic with a stick. Even Willow didn't use a stick and she tried to end the world."
"I thought the stick had grown on you." Buffy said with an amused expression.
"Please, it has Slayer blood as its core. Of course, it's grown on me. We have the same blood as our core." Dawn replied with a smirk.
Buffy had been the one to donate her blood to have the wand made. It seemed that Dawn needed a special type of wand to control the power inside of her. The power, which had been activated earlier that year by the Powers that Be (or the Powers that Sucked…which was what Dawn had taken to calling them), had been completely uncontrollable for about a month. During that month, Dawn had accidentally almost destroyed the house they had been staying in along with the city. That was when they were contacted by Dumbledore, who insisted that Dawn come to Hogwarts. Not only did he think it would be beneficial for her, but Hogwarts needed a bit of protection from some evil dark lord person named Moldywart or something. So Buffy was needed as well, which was why they were here. Buffy was here to save the world and Dawn was here to keep from accidentally destroying it.
"Calm down." Buffy told her with a light smile as she placed a hand on her shoulder.
Dawn frowned deeply. "I'm calm."
"Then why are you glowing?" Buffy asked with the same pleasant smile in place.
Dawn's eyes widened as she looked down at her arms, which were currently green. She was really beginning to hate the PTB. They had been the ones to activate her without permission and they had been the ones to cause her to lose complete control of herself. If they had left her alone then she would be a mildly powerful not-so-human girl. As it was…she was a freak of nature.
"People are staring." Dawn muttered in frustration, vocalizing her anguish.
Buffy shrugged. "Let them stare. Why does it matter?"
Dawn merely nodded. She couldn't block out the sound of people whispering as they walked down the tables to the front of the room, but she tried to keep from letting it
bother her.
Dumbeldore had already taken the liberty of announcing to the school that her and her sister were the newest freaks on the block so everyone seemed fascinated by them.
After the first years were done being sorted, Dawn would be sorted as well. Seeing that the list of first years was getting smaller and smaller, she started to panic. "Can't I just help you?" She whispered to her sister, who had yet to leave her side.
Buffy shook her head. "Fraid not. You need to learn to control your powers and I need to help train the next generation of 'world savers'."
"I believe you can safely call them warriors." Dawn murmured. "It is a war after all."
Buffy shrugged her shoulders. "Whatever."
"Dawn Summers." The woman standing beside the stool read with a happy smile, holding up a hat that looked older than Giles.
Dawn returned her smile before sending Buffy a panicked look and then continuing to the stool. When the hat was lifted off of the seat, Dawn sat down. She noticed that everyone was staring intently at her now. They hadn't been paying much attention to the First Years when they were sorted, but they weren't nearly as fascinating as the freaky green girl.
When the hat landed on her head, Dawn frowned. "Who wants to talk to a hat?"
"I am actually quite interesting. I have you know." The hat replied.
"I'm sure." Dawn muttered.
"Ah…you are very intelligent, more so than most of the Ravenclaws and are unbelievably powerful, which is why you're here. You would do well in that house, but I believe you too impatient to get along with most of the students. Despite your wonderful mind, you are also very humble and loyal, which would make for a wonderful Hufflepuff if you weren't quite so mean and vicious." Dawn opened her mouth to deny the statement and the hat snorted. "Don't even bother. I can see into your mind and know your personality well. You are brave and courageous as well as noble, but I believe you are simply too devious and ambitious to be a Gryffindor. You are the perfect example of…"
"Oh, no you aren't. You really aren't going to put me in the evil house. Look, I haven't even been here before so I don't know anything about the houses, but devious and ambitious equals evil mean students and I am sweet, innocent light. Just look at me." Dawn said before batting her huge blue eyes.
"SLYTHERIN!!!" The hat roared.
Dawn scowled as she heard the entire room collectively gasp. She noticed that the students that were now cheering were the ones who had been scowling the entire ceremony. She rolled her eyes. "Typical. I get brought to a new school and I get landed in the evil house."
"Which means the hat really DID look into your mind." Buffy laughed.
Dawn turned to glare at her and then batted her eyes innocently. She waited a moment and then stomped on her sister's foot. "You are not funny."
"That hurt." Buffy hissed before turning to elbow her lightly in the side.
Dawn dodged the attack and began to walk toward the table of yelling students without her sister following. She suddenly felt very alone. It was the first time that Buffy hadn't been by her side all day.
Dawn looked around the table, but didn't know exactly where to sit. After debating for what seemed like forever, she decided to take a seat amongst a group of girls who all looked her age. One of them, however, didn't look quite human. In fact, she looked like an overgrown gorilla, but looks could be deceiving. Maybe she was actually nice…maybe.
"Hi, I'm Daphne Greengrass." One of the girls greeted. She had brown eyes and dirty blonde hair. Her skin was slightly tanned with light freckles gracing her nose. Her lips were thin and drawn into a fake smile that barely showed any of her teeth. She was sort of pretty and seemed kind of nice, but her robes were a little too revealing and showed entirely too much skin to be decent.
"I'm Dawn Summers." Dawn replied softly, wondering if the girl had meant to sound so arrogant.
"Dumbledore said you were going to be a sixth year, which means you'll be sleeping in the room with us." A beautiful girl sitting across the table told her. Her long white blonde hair was extremely straight and looked like it had been brushed hundreds of times making it lie as flat as possible against her face and shoulders. She had ice blue eyes and was rather small with milky white skin. The smile she had playing on her rather plain lips made Dawn want to squirm. Instead of looking happy, she looked...up to something. Dawn knew that look. She had given that look, but there was an evil twinkle in the girl's eyes that told Dawn that she was not just devious, she was malicious. She reminded Dawn of Glory in a way and it made her incredibly uncomfortable.
"Wonderful." Dawn muttered. These girls were unbelievably arrogant and evil. They obviously thought they were the most beautiful girls in the room and they were far superior to Dawn, which not only make her uncomfortable and insecure, but also angry.
"I'm Tracy Davis." The blonde girl said with the same unnerving smile from before.
Dawn nodded, unable to be truly polite. "Nice to meet you."
"I'm Millicent Bulstrode." The large gorilla like girl grunted from Dawn's left. Her thick black eyebrows were practically woven together and her short frizzy hair was hanging wildly in her face. Her lips were the only small thing about her. They were extremely thin and she wasn't even bothering to smile. At least SHE didn't act like she was ten times prettier than Dawn. No, she didn't act like anything. She just sat there like a statue, shoveling down food. She had barely even glanced in Dawn's direction. If Tracy was the brain, then Millicent was obviously the muscle.
"It's good to meet all of you." Dawn lied before she began to fill her plate with food. She needed to do something to keep her mind off of panicking and turning green.
"So…what are you?" Tracy asked with her head tilted to the side in a curious manner, causing her long hair to fall over her shoulder exposing her neck. It was almost like she was playing a part for the males at the table because every move she made was clearly thought out and was drawing the attention of more than one boy.
Dawn almost dropped her fork, but somehow managed to keep from showing her surprise at the question. "Excuse me?"
"You were glowing green earlier. It's not a normal reaction." Daphne explained as she leaned over the table causing what little amount of breasts she had to fall out of her top. "But it's wicked seeing as you're in Slytherin."
Tracy smiled with her eyes sparkling. "I told them you'd be in Slytherin. Green and Silver are our house colors."
"How interesting." Dawn replied before she turned to look desperately for her sister. Buffy had to talk to Dumbledore about getting her resorted. She needed to talk to the hat again. These girls were not like her. These girls were evil and annoying and condescending and…evil.
"What are your thoughts on the Dark Lord?" Point made. Tracy had asked the question and now all three girls were staring at her with hard cold expressions. Millicent had even gone to the trouble of lowering her fork from her mouth.
Dawn shrugged uncomfortably causing her long curly dark hair to fall in her face. "I don't know."
"Hey, Dawnie, Dumbie said we need to go get you settled in." Buffy's voice suddenly sounded from behind her.
Dawn almost sighed with relief. She smiled at the three girls who were all now staring at Buffy with wide annoyed eyes, except for Millicent who had gone back to eating her food. "We can finish this later."
"We will." Tracy told her with a quirked brow.
Dawn fought the urge to leap from the table as she followed her sister out of the Great Hall. As soon as they were out of the double-doors she turned to face Buffy. "You have to get me resorted, Buffy. They're evil."
"Dumbledore said some of them are and some of them aren't. He said you'll be safe, we just have to be careful." Buffy replied softly.
Dawn rolled her eyes. "I am not a Slytherin! I am not…like these people! Why was I sorted there?"
"Because, Dawn, you're you. You're smart and funny and ambitious and yet can be completely and utterly ruthless. You're devious and mean." Buffy told her bluntly. "The hat sorted you right. You just happen to be in there with people who don't have the finer qualities you have that level you out."
Dawn sighed deeply before crossing her arms over her chest. "Wonderful. You know, people like that don't NEED to live together or they'll kill each other."
"Yeah, but they don't need to live with some of the other houses either or they'll kill them quicker. At least when you put them together they have a longer survival rate. The Hufflepuffs wouldn't live through two days with the Slytherins." Buffy said with a smirk.
"So…you know where we're supposed to be going?" Dawn questioned as she looked around the Entrance Hall in confusion, deciding to change the subject.
Buffy sighed as she looked around as well. "One of the Slytherin perfects are supposed to be showing us."
"Perfects?" Dawn questioned with a frown. She had seen the people sitting at the Slytherin table. None of them had struck her as perfect, despite the fact that most of them believed they were.
"Yeah, they uh…they name two people as perfects, a boy and a girl, and they make sure that the rest of the house stays in line. They patrol the halls at night after everyone is supposed to be asleep and they…well…you remember how in Elementary School people were on the Safety Patrol?" Buffy asked.
Dawn nodded. "Yeah, the dorks and the nerds. We used to make fun of them."
"They asked YOU to be on the safety patrol, Dawn." Buffy told her with a grin.
"Shut up." Dawn scowled.
Buffy smiled. "Anyway…they're like that."
"Stupid teacher's pets." Dawn muttered unimpressed. "Wonderful."
Just then the large double doors to the Great Hall opened again. An unfamiliar girl stepped out. She was either the same height as Buffy or slightly shorter with wavy beautiful silky brown hair that hung down past her shoulders and strange sparkling golden eyes. She had milky white skin, full pink lips, long thick eyelashes, and a rather distinct nose that turned up slightly on the end. She was, by all accounts, extremely beautiful.
"Hello." The girl greeted her cautiously. She looked from Dawn to Buffy and back again. "I'm Pansy Parkinson."
"I'm Buffy Summers." Buffy said as she let out her hand, eyeing the girl with curiosity.
Pansy stared at her. She looked from Buffy's face to her hand and back again. Dawn half expected the girl to decline the handshake, but then, after a long thoughtful moment, she let out a hand with a long dark green glove covering it and shook Buffy's. "Nice to meet you." She sounded and looked sincere, but she seemed very suspicious of both of them.
Buffy squeezed the girl's hand in her own and the girl quickly squeezed it back. Dawn had seen her sister do it before. She knew exactly what she was doing. She was testing for a slayer.
"I'm Dawn Summers." Dawn told her, trying to keep the girl from realizing she was being tested.
Pansy quirked a brow. She was obviously smarter than she let on. She released Buffy's hand and smiled at Dawn. "I know."
"You must be the perfect." Buffy told her.
Pansy laughed and a bright smile graced her lips. "Hardly. I'm a Prefect, far from a perfect. Draco's still stuffing his face." Dawn and Buffy both frowned, obviously not understanding and she laughed again. "With time you'll understand. You'll meet him a bit later. He's the OTHER prefect."
"So are you in my year?" Dawn asked, trying to hide the hope in her voice. Maybe Pansy didn't look like the most trusting or friendly of people, but she didn't appear to be evil, which was something Dawn had learned to be able to spot. Maybe, just maybe…they could be friends. Dawn could have one friend…or well…one friend who wasn't her sister.
Pansy nodded her head, causing her silky hair to fly wildly around her face. "Yes."
"So, we'll be sharing a room?" Dawn asked curiously.
"Yes." Pansy said before turning and heading toward some stairs that branched off of the Entrance Hall, leading downward.
Dawn and Buffy both took the hint and followed after her. "Are you friends with Tracy, Daphne, and Millicent?" Dawn asked as both her Buffy caught up with the girl.
Pansy immediately stopped walking. "Merlin no." She sounded absolutely appalled at the thought. Her nose wrinkled up on the end as her golden eyes flashed. "Millicent is a beast, Tracy is a vindictive backstabbing bitch, and Deadgrass has STDs named after her."
Dawn turned to look at Buffy. "I told you they weren't like me."
"They're evil." Pansy said simply before she began walking again. "Although, I wouldn't suggest you telling them that you aren't. They'll see you as threat."
"Are you evil?" Buffy questioned. Her hazel eyes burning into Pansy's gold.
Pansy stopped walking again as they reached the bottom of the stairs. She looked around at the deserted corridor and then back to Buffy and Dawn. Her facial expression was blank, she was obviously masking all of her emotions. Unfortunately, though, for her, her eyes gave her away. They showed everything that she felt. She was uncomfortable and obviously afraid. "Depends on who you ask. Draco and Blaise would say yes, Goyle would say no."
"Being devious doesn't make you evil. It makes you…devious." Dawn told her.
"I'm not evil." Pansy said simply. At that, she turned and began walking again.
Dawn and Buffy both glanced at each other, silently sharing a thought before turning and following after her.
"Do they know that?" Dawn asked as they caught up with her again.
Pansy sighed in frustration, obviously becoming irritated by the abundance of questions. "They don't particularly care about me. I hate them and they hate me. It's just how it is. They don't care whether I'm evil or not. They want me to die either way."
"Die?" Buffy asked with wide eyes.
Pansy groaned. "Can we…"
"They want you to die? Would they hurt you?" Buffy questioned as she practically jumped forward.
Pansy looked around the empty corridor again before turning to face Buffy and Dawn. Her golden eyes flickered with irritation, fear, and resignation. "Look, they aren't the ones I'm worried about hurting me. They're young and stupid. Of course, together they could be a threat, but I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself." She paused to look away. "It's their parents and their parents friends and…my parents that I'm worried about. They have experience and they are dangerous." She looked back to Buffy and Dawn, her eyes glowing with fear and pain. "I just wanted to warn you to be careful." She definitely had friend potential.
Dawn smiled brightly at her. "Thank you, but I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself too. I've been trained."
"By me." Buffy added.
"Yes and you're…the Slayer. I've heard and read a lot about you." Pansy said before turning and beginning to walk again. "I can't believe you're teaching at our school."
"You know, there's more than one." Dawn told her.
Pansy frowned. "More than one what?"
"Slayer." Buffy explained as she eyed Pansy.
"Right, yeah, I…heard about that catastrophe." Pansy said with a nod. "Some inept witch did a spell that called all of the potential slayers all over the world. It's caused mass hysteria for the Ministry of Magic. They seemed determined to try and locate the Slayers for the Watcher's Council so that they can be properly trained."
"Catastrophe? Aren't you being slightly overdramatic?" Dawn asked, knowing that she was the pot calling the kettle black.
Pansy smirked at her. "Do you realize how many potentials have been called and the danger that they're in without training? Young girls being called all over the world and not even knowing, evil creatures prowling the night trying to dispose of them one by one while they're still weak. Voldemort sees the Slayers as a threat to him just like every other evil being on the planet and is, therefore, trying to track them down and dispose of them. He has an army just like many other evil demons and wizards and he is going to use it to destroy the Slayers, who are one of the strongest forces of light that we have." Her voice was becoming stronger and stronger with every detail. Her hands waving frantically in the air, obviously trying to get her point across.
"She's kinda right. We needed the potentials to be Slayers for us to save the world, but…well…now they're in danger." Buffy replied. "Although they would've been in more danger if they were still potentials. They were more weak then."
"And less easy to find. They were more…under Voldemort's notice. When they were potentials they weren't truly his main focus. They weren't really a threat. Now…they're dangerous. So…well..the Ministry is trying to locate them for the Watcher's council so that they can be trained." Pansy replied with a shrug.
Buffy nodded. "I know."
"Isn't it possible that some of the girls at the school are Slayers?" Dawn asked before looking at her sister.
Buffy nodded again. "Yes and some of them are."
Pansy turned and began walking again suddenly. Dawn and Buffy shared a look before following after her. She led them to a brick wall. She tapped on a couple of stones with her wand causing the bricks to shift into a large door. A ladder slid down into view, which Pansy quickly began climbing down. Buffy and Dawn followed after her.
"This is the Common Room." Pansy said before motioning toward a large brown leather sofa and set of chairs surrounding a huge fireplace. There was a large coffee table in the middle of the chairs that already had things scattered about on it.
"The stairs on the left lead to the boy's dormitories. The stairs on the right lead to the girl's. The stairs are enchanted to shift into a slide if boys try to climb up to the girl's dormitories. It isn't the same way with the boy's but, apparently girls would never THINK of going up to the boy's rooms." Pansy snorted before taking the stairs on the right.
The stairs wound up and up and up with them passing door after door. When they finally reached the sixth door, Pansy opened it, walking inside. There were five four-poster beds with large green and silver drapes around them.
"Mine is the first on the left and your's is the first on the right, which is where your trunk has already been sat." Pansy explained as she motioned to the bed. "Millicent snores something awful, but Daphne and Tracy are normally not here. They sleep with various boys."
"Are you normally here?" Dawn asked. It wasn't until after she said it that she realized it sounded like she was asking if Pansy ALSO slept with various boys, but there was no use rephrasing.
Pansy smirked. "I sometimes sleep with my friends Terry, Adrian, and Miles, but more often than not they end up sleeping here."
"Are they in the same year as us?" Dawn asked with a frown.
Pansy shook her head. "No, they're one year older."
"Is that why there's a rope at the door?" Buffy questioned with a laugh before glancing back at the rope piled up on the floor.
"Yes." Pansy replied. "They're just friends, though. I'm not with any of them. Terry is my surrogate big brother and…well, Adrian and Miles are Adrian and Miles."
"Are they not hot?" Dawn asked with wide eyes.
Buffy planted her hands on her hips and glared. "Even if they are…that doesn't mean ANYTHING. They best not be sleeping in your bed."
"They're all three extremely attractive, but they've shagged most of the school." Pansy told her bluntly. "They've started to calm down now, though. Terry is…well…infatuated with a Gryffindor and Adrian and Miles seem to be suffering the same affliction for Hufflepuffs, which is completely unheard of in this house, let me assure you. We do NOT date Hufflepuffs or Gryffindors, especially Gryffindors."
"Ah…rivalry?" Dawn asked.
Pansy nodded her head rapidly causing her hair to fly around a bit. "Yes."
The sound of students clonking up the stairs, filled the air. The door to the room slammed open and Millicent, Daphne, and Tracy all came running in. They were immersed in conversation over something or another and barely even realized there were other occupants in the room.
"Did you see his face? Bloody hell, that was fabulous." Daphne laughed.
Tracy rolled her eyes. "And to think that people actually believes that HE is the savior of the wizarding world. He will never defeat the Dark Lord."
Pansy looked to Dawn and then to Buffy before motioning toward the door. They obviously took the hint and walked back out onto the stairs with Pansy following.
"Who were they talking about?" Dawn questioned as she turned to look at Pansy confused.
Pansy rolled her eyes. "Potty."
"That's a person's name?" Buffy asked with a frown.
"No, it's what I call him. His name is Harry Potter." Pansy grumbled before crossing her arms over her chest
Dawn snickered. "Gryffindor?"
Pansy nodded with a disgusted expression marring her face. "To the core."
Just then a shoe flew through the air, almost in slow motion, Pansy jumped around, catching it in her hand. She glared down the stairs. "Terrence Higgs, do you have a death wish?"
"Bloody hell, Puggy, that was impressive." One of the three boys at the bottom of the stairs said in shock.
Dawn had to fight the urge to keep from gaping as she stared down at the three boys. The one who stood in the middle completely shoeless was tall with short spiky dirty blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. He was thin with pale white skin and extremely long pretty eyelashes especially for a boy. They only made his eyes look bigger than they already were. His lips were nice and full, currently spread into a huge grin.
The one standing on his left had long black hair that had been brushed so many times it looked like silk. It was perfectly straight and gave you the urge to run your fingers through it to see if it was real. His eyes were a dark chocolate brown and burned brightly as he stared at Pansy. He was taller than the shoeless boy and was also more muscular. His large lips were turned up in an amused happy smile. He was like a really gorgeous clean cut goth. He was what goth's should strive to be. Gorgeous and yet had a dark complexion.
The last one was definitely the sexiest member of the group. He had messy sandy blonde hair that stuck out strategically in all directions. His skin was slightly tanned bringing out his bright blue eyes. His full pink lips were twisted into a devious smirk, which said without words everything that he was thinking and if Dawn was right, he was thinking very BAD BAD things about Pansy and, with one glance at the girl you could tell she didn't even realize it. His muscular arms were crossed casually over his chest as he tilted his head to the side, causing his messy hair to fall in his eyes slightly. He was tall and was built like a Greek god.
"They make Brad Pitt look like normal Joe." Dawn said as she turned to look at her sister.
Buffy's eyes were wide. "They are not sleeping in your bed."
Dawn squeaked at the thought. "Don't ever say that again."
Pansy frowned at her. "Please, whatever you do, don't…don't develop feelings for them. They're like family."
Dawn stared at her with wide eyes. One of the guys was staring at Pansy like he wanted to devour her whole and she was calling him family? That was just…gross. "Sure."
At that, Pansy turned and walked down the stairs. She threw the shoe at the boy in the middle and glared. "Don't throw shoes at me."
"Where's the other one?" Buffy questioned.
The shoeless boy held it up. "I was about to throw it."
"He wants to die." Pansy muttered.
All three of the boys suddenly turned their attention to Dawn. They looked suspicious and yet curious. Suddenly, they were all three standing rather close to Pansy, almost completely blocking her from Dawn.
Pansy sighed, rolling her eyes. "Dawn Summers, this is Terry Higgs." Mr. Shoeless. "Miles Bletchley." Mr. Gorgeous Goth. "And Adrian Pucey." Mr. Naughty.
"Hi." Dawn said with a bright smile.
The three boys continued to stare at her with suspicion. "And this is her sister, Buffy Summers." They quickly turned their attention to her sister, their expressions never changing.
"Nice to meet you." Buffy told them.
Pansy sighed deeply. "They're fine. Stop staring."
At that, all three boys relaxed, stepping back from Pansy. Well, all of them did but Mr. Naughty. He seemed content to invade her personal space. Pansy glared up at the boy. "Is there something you need?"
Adrian smiled wickedly. "Yes."
Pansy nodded her head. "Good. Go find it in Hufflepuff."
Adrian's smile suddenly faded. He shifted about uncomfortably. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Pansy grinned widely as she looked to Dawn. "I win." Her golden eyes locked with something over Dawn's shoulder and she groaned, her grin quickly fading off her face. "Merlin, prepare yourself."
"Lovely to see you too, Pansy." A male voice sounded from behind Dawn.
Dawn turned around slightly and frowned. The boy who was standing behind her was rather tall and thin with very pale skin and white blonde hair. His eyes were a piercing gray and his small mouth was twisted into a sneer. "I am Draco Malfoy." He sounded very arrogant and looked it too. Apparently that was the Slytherin trait that the hat didn't bother to mention.
"I'm Dawn Summers." Dawn told him. She was really getting tired of introducing herself. Perhaps she could wear a pin.
Buffy snickered. "And I'm Buffy Summers. You look like a mini-Spike."
And he did. He looked like Spike, but younger. The thought caused her chest to ache. There was nothing in this world she wouldn't do to bring back the bleached blonde vampire. She missed him more than words could possibly describe.
"Who?" Draco asked. He looked and sounded thoroughly disgusted.
"Spike." Dawn told him.
Suddenly Buffy started laughing. Dawn turned to frown at her confused. What was so funny? "You must be the perfect."
Pansy and Dawn started laughing too. Draco frowned in confusion. "Well, I am perfect, but…what do mean…THE perfect?"
Dawn suddenly stopped laughing whereas Pansy only laughed louder. "She thought prefects were called perfects, you git."
"And you took the opportunity to turn it into a jab at Draco." An extremely tall and thin boy with short slightly curly dark brown hair, dark green eyes, and milky white skin commented.
Pansy nodded her head rapidly. "Of course." She turned to look at Dawn. "That's Riddle."
"Riddle?" Buffy asked with wide eyes, shifting about uncomfortably.
"Yes, in case you ever wondered what the dark lord looked like at sixteen…meet Blaise. He's a walking history lesson and the littlest Weasley hates his guts." Pansy said with a huge grin. "It's one of her endearing qualities."
Blaise glared. "My name is Blaise Zabini."
"But everyone calls him Riddle, he's just being a git.." A tall muscular boy with dark blue eyes, light brown hair, and a friendly grin explained. He was obviously the nicest person in the group. "I'm Gregory Goyle. You can just call me Goyle or Greg. Everyone else does."
"Well, okay, now that I've decided you all need nametags…" Dawn began.
Everyone laughed at that. "Not hard to remember, honestly. We call everyone by nicknames most of the time anyway." Pansy informed her. "If you forget their names…just make something up. They don't really matter."
"We love you too, Puggy." Blaise drawled with a glare.
Pansy smirked. "Riddle, why don't you go bend over and…"
"Stop! Stop right there!" Draco exclaimed. "I will not allow that kind of talk from another Prefect."
Pansy rolled her eyes. "Yeah, sure."
"Is he…" Dawn trailed off. She made a motion with her hands trying to insinuate what she meant before looking at Blaise. He did look sort of effeminate.
Everyone roared with laughter with the exception of Blaise. "No. He isn't." Pansy finally replied. "Straight as an arrow, unfortunately."
"Is the other one?" Dawn asked, motioning to Draco.
Draco scowled. "I am perfectly straight, thank you."
"But he does answer to girlfriend and we never could figure out how he found out about Blaise's little…fetish." Pansy said with a huge grin. She was obviously having the time of her life.
"Just curious. You both seem…girly. I just thought it was a British thing until she said…" Dawn began.
"A British thing? I'm not girly!" Mr. Shoeless, now known as Terry, exclaimed offended. Several people laughed at that and he glared harder. "I'm not!"
"No, I didn't mean you. I meant…" Dawn trailed off. She sighed in frustration. "It's just that some of you are."
"She means Riddle, Malferret, and Adrian." Pansy replied. "Technically, Adrian really isn't girly. He's just OCD about keeping his clothes perfect."
Dawn nodded. "Right."
"Okay, so this has all been nice, but we really need to go see Headmaster Dumbledore before Dawn goes to bed." Buffy spoke up suddenly. "It was nice meeting all of you and I'll see you in class."
Dawn smiled at them. "I'll be back." She looked from Adrian, Miles, and Terrence, to Pansy. "They aren't sleeping in our dorm tonight are they?"
Pansy shrugged. "I don't know."
Dawn nodded. "Right then. I'll see you in a few."
Well, that's all for now, folks! Hope you enjoyed! Please no flaming!
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