Disclaimer: Nearly forgot to add this! Dunno what happens if you do, but here goes, you know the drill, I'm not Joss Whedon, not J.K. Rowling and therefore do not own these characters yah boo sucks blah. Okay?

Warning: The rating might be wrong on this story - I don't understand them but there's no slash,no swearing either
It was a late night at the end of June, but in Sunnydale, perhaps more appropriately called Sunnyhell by the residents, it was anything but peaceful

"Didn't your mum tell you not to play with slayers?" asked a barely breathless Buffy Summers as she dusted her sixth vampire of the night. With the vampires cleared for a moment, she turned back to her companion, a redhead by the name of Willow Rosenberg.

The two girls had come out for a necessary chat. They had lots of issues to work out, as it had only been a month since Willow had been evil and trying to end the world. Much as the girls loved their friends, getting some alone time to clear the air was nearly impossible, so they had come out to patrol, deciding the vampire onlookers and other denizens of Sunnyhell were probably a preferred evil to their well-meaning companions.

However, with their chat over and the graveyards of Sunnydale cleared of the undead for another night, the two of them were heading home

But when they reached Revello Drive, Buffy realized something was odd. At this time of night, nobody at 1630 should be awake, let alone active, but the lights were all on downstairs. She had let Dawn know her feelings about waiting up for her into the early hours of the morning in a way that had convinced Dawn that going to bed was definitely the better – and safer – option.

With a glance at Willow, the two of them automatically increased their pace until they burst through the door of 1630. A voice called out

"Buffy, we're in the living room." It was Giles. Why would he be there? Buffy and Willow advanced to the living room, where they were met by a strange sight. All the Scoobies seemed to have gathered at her home. Xander was lounging on a couch, Anya on the opposite end. Dawn was curled in her favourite chair and Giles was stood against the wall opposite.

"Did someone schedule an apocalypse and not tell me?" she asked. A laugh came from the chair beside her, whose inhabitant she had not noticed till now. That in itself was a miracle, as he was definitely not the kind of person you overlook. Standing up, he revealed himself to be tall with white hair and a beard cascading down his back and front. His blue eyes twinkled at her from behind half-moon spectacles perched on a crooked nose. Dressed in violet robes, he was probably one of the most unusual-looking humans Buffy had seen.

"Thankfully no," Giles spoke from across the room. "Professor Dumbledore here has come to propose something and we were waiting for you before he explains anything."

"Professor Dumb-what-now? And if he's proposing shouldn't he have a ring?"

Coughing gently, Dumbledore spoke. "Perhaps I should elaborate now, as Miss Summers and Miss Rosenberg are both present"

"That would be nice" Buffy said calmly. She wasn't quite hostile, but she didn't like uninvited guests simply dropping in on her and commanding attention, especially as he was British, and though someone less tweedy was hard to imagine, her experiences with people from that country had been varied to say the least. Sure Giles was a good guy, but the rest of the Watchers Council certainly weren't and Giles also didn't seem quite comfortable in the presence of this Dumbdee guy.

"I am Professor Dumbledore, headmaster of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I have come – "

"There's a school for witches? How come – how come we never heard of it" Xander asked, deftly changing his sentence midway from 'how come Willow didn't go', seeing as how he was unsure whether it was too soon for Willow to think of herself in connection with magic.

Dumbledore explained. "The Hellmouth distorts our magic, a reason why few wizards or witches ever come here. As a result Sunnydale residents are never invited to wizarding schools such as Hogwarts, because our sensors cannot detect you from beneath the interference. Also, Europe is the main centre of wizarding influence – although there is one wizarding school in America, most wizards from America develop their power through earth magic rather than the magic we use at Hogwarts."

"I myself attended Hogwarts and can agree with this" Giles added. "My magic is quite altered and difficult to use here"

Buffy frowned. "Why didn't you say anything about it though? I mean, it would be nice to know about other supernatural things. And why are people telling us now?"

"As you know, my younger years were hardly illustrious. I would prefer to forget about them rather than dredge up the memories. However, I myself would like to know the answer to that second question". Everyone turned to Dumbledore.

"As I was saying, I have come about a prophecy – "

"Right, enough said, goodbye, thanks for coming" Buffy cut him off. She hated any talk of prophecies, unsurprisingly really.

"Buffy..." Willow finally spoke. "Perhaps we should find out what it said"

Buffy met her friend's gaze and eventually, reluctantly assented.

"The prophecy goes like this:

To protect the boy whom the Unnamed One has chosen, the girl who was chosen must be found but she shall not be alone

The power of Mynheghon is bestowed on them who are fated for this; they are linked deeper than blood, deeper than life

They are few but they can defeat many

The guide, the once-watcher, the one-time father

The fledgling witch whose destiny is twilit

The laughing one, whose love can revive the wilted tree

"Hang on a sec" Xander interrupted. "This prophecy's kinda wrong. I mean, guessing it's supposed to be talking about us – not a difficult guess given the chosen girl and all the mysticyness – it's totally out of date. Will's not a fledgling witch and Giles isn't an ex-watcher any more"

"There was an unfortunate delay with the prophecy. It was made by the Divination professor to one of our students but he didn't understand that it was true – I'm afraid the professor in question is rather prone to prophecies – so neglected to inform anyone about it until recently, when an earlier part of the prophecy came true."

"So what was the first bit about?"

"The unnamed one, whom it mentions, returned to his body this year. He is a dark wizard by the name of Voldemort"

Giles gasped. Looking at him, Buffy saw that he had gone white. "He's back? But I thought he died 15 years ago, when little Harry Potter-"

"He did not die, but was simply cast from his body and has been biding his time ever since, plotting his return."

"The chosen boy then – it's Harry Potter I presume"

"Indeed. It is him whom I need you to protect."

"Protect like a bodyguard?" Buffy questioned "Cos I kinda already have a job – it's called slaying and all"

"This protection could be construed as slaying – Voldemort surrounds himself with the dark creatures you fight against. Also the forest by Hogwarts, which is Harry's primary residence is filled with dark creatures which could well do Mr. Potter harm if he happened to wander in there

"Though why he should do such a thing as it's out of bounds is the question" Giles commented drily.

"Sad to say, Mr. Potter and his friends have as little regard for that rule as yourself and many others who attend the school. I was hoping to offer you full teaching jobs in new subjects that I deem necessary for the students to learn, but the Ministry – rather like your Council – are currently deciding to distrust myself, Mr. Potter and all those who align themselves with us, so I was unable to get approval for the new subjects. However I can offer Mr. Harris a full-time job, as the Muggle Studies professor and Mr. Giles a job as our librarian. Miss Summers would do admirably I'm sure in filling in for our currently absent Care of magical Creatures professor and perhaps assisting him when he returns and I hoped Miss Rosenberg would assist the Potions professor in his lessons."

Willow spoke up for only the second time "I'm not sure if that's a good idea" she said softly. "I'm, well -"

"Miss Rosenberg, I am fully aware of your situation, as I am also aware you were hoping to come to a coven in England to learn control. However, there are those at Hogwarts who can teach that as well as any other person, and Potions is in fact a subject which requires no use of magic, just what I believe muggles call chemistry."

The Scoobies looked at each other. "What about Anya?" Xander suddenly asked.

Looking concerned, Dumbledore replied. "Miss Jenkins' recent reinstatement as a vengeance demon does, I'm sorry to say, exclude her from the offer, at least for now. Because of the number of anti-demon wards around the school, she would be unable to enter"

Anya shrugged. "That's okay. It means I can spend more time spreading the vengeance"

"What about me?" a previously unheard voice piped up. It was Dawn.

"You would be welcome at the school as a student, of course. You could enter fifth year, which happens to be the year Mr. Potter and his friends are about to enter."

Looks were exchanged, which after so many years was as good as speech. An unspoken consensus was reached among them: "We'll go." Buffy announced.

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