Author's Note: I want to start by saying while I love both Harry Potter and Buffy the Vampire Slayer, it's been a while since I've watched/read either so you may see some flaws and such, but please bear with me. This story has been bugging me for a while so I figured I should get it down on 'paper'. If you like it please review *uses the puppy dog pout* and if not, well don't. I don't waste my time on flames.

Buffy Summers sat in the compartment furthest at the back of the Hogwarts Express. She was hoping to avoid a crowd of questioning young witches and wizards and she was succeeding so far. She was transferring into Hogwarts as a seventh year. Not only were transfers unusual to begin with, but it was even more unusual, because not only had she been homeschooled her whole life, but she was the current slayer, or one of two anyway.

Buffy had been guarding the Hellmouth her whole Slayer life, which prevented her from ever attending the Hogwarts or the Salem Witch Academy, but now that Faith was out of jail and on the side of good, she got the honours of patrolling the Hellmouth while Buffy finally got the chance to finish her schooling and make it up to her mother for the years she'd put her magic aside.

Outside the door Buffy could hear people walking around the halls, probably looking for any empty compartments that might be left. In her hands was a block of wood, she was currently whittling a new stake, but her bag was open and she was ready to tuck it away at any moment.

Thankfully, Giles had been hired to be the latest Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher so he could continue to be her watcher even while she attended Hogwarts. He'd taught her as much as he could from his own years at Hogwarts but that still put her behind where the other seventh years would be. How could someone expect Giles to be a master of every skill while still training her to kill things?

Shaking Buffy from her thoughts, the door opened, and in stepped a very delicious looking brunette. His robes swirled around his feet and he smiled at her, his eyes twinkling in the light. "Would you mind if I joined you? The other compartments are looking rather full," he explained. He had, what Buffy considered, a very sexy Scottish accent.

Smiling she pulled the flap closed over her bag to hide her weapons and motioned for him to sit. "Of course. I'd love the company." She offered him her hand. "Buffy Summers."

"Oliver Wood, captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team," he responded taking her hand. Rather than shaking it he leaned forward and kissed her hand. It was impossible for Oliver to not notice the way her muggle clothes accentuated her body, so he took any excuse to touch her. She'd yet to change into her robes.

Buffy smiled at him. "Looks like you have me beat in the title department. I'm just plain old Buffy. Nothing extra here."

Oliver chuckled. "Well, we can't all be so lucky," he said with a grin. "What year are you going into? I've never seen you before and you look far too old to be a first year."

"And so the questions begin!" Buffy said with a small smile. "I'm a transfer. I've been homeschooled by my guardian my whole life. He thought maybe for my last year it would be a good idea for me to go to an actual school and get that whole real world experience. Since my mother, father and guardian, all attended Hogwarts, he thought it made more sense for me to come here, rather than the Salem Witch Academy."

"Guardian? So you don't live with your parents?" Oliver asked slowly and carefully, afraid he might upset the pretty blond in front of him. He smiled to himself; she was the prettiest thing he'd seen in a long time.

"Unfortunately no, my mother was killed shortly after my birth and my father, well, he isn't fit to be anyone's father. Giles was my mom's best friend so he took me in and we moved to America. He's raised me my whole life." Buffy suddenly grinned. "Giles is also the latest DADA teacher. You better watch out. He's stuffy and knows how to give a great detention."

A little shocked, Oliver tried to regain his composure. "I guess I should make sure I stay on his good side then," he said lightly. He couldn't help but feel sorry for Buffy for having basically lost her family, but he tried to keep her from going into brooding mode.

"It wouldn't be a bad idea," she said.

Suddenly the train came to a halt and the lights went out. Buffy tumbled to the floor. Oliver took her shoulder and eased her up so that she sat beside him.

"What's going on," she hissed. "Isn't it a little early for us to be arriving?"

"Yes, it definitely is." He frowned. "I'll go take a look around for- ow!"

"Oliver!" Being the Slayer, Buffy had no trouble seeing in the dark. She pulled a stake from her bag and slipped out the door before Oliver had the chance to get back up after banging his arm off the door. "I'll be right back," she told him before taking off into the darkness.

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So, I hope you've enjoyed the first chapter. I did a semi-cliffhanger here but if you've read the books or watched the movie I'm sure you know why the train has stopped. Coming up next, Buffy meets the rest of the HP gang! Please review, it keeps me sane ^_^