Title: Learning about Crystal Malfoy

Author: enchanted nightingale

Timeline: Sixth year of Hogwarts, Buffy the Vampire Slayer end of season two (Buffy never went to LA)

Summary: "Family stays together, you taught me this much. I will not forsake my blood," Draco declared with passion. "I will find my sister and we'll be a family again."

Pairs: Lucius/Narcissa, Draco/Harry(but not until much later), Ron/Hermione, Willow/Oz(just mentioning the pair in chapter two, don't know for later), as for Buffy, I'm not sure just yet.

Disclaimer: The characters from Harry Potter books and Buffy the Vampire Slayer do not belong to me. I merely use them in my plot for fun.

A/N:

1. Sirius is alive

2. Lucius did not go to jail.

3. It will be slash eventually between Draco and Harry (though I plan it to be mild), so don't read if you don't like the pair.

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BETA: light-hearted69

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Chapter Two: Buffy the British Witch?

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Buffy stared at the woman that she had known to be her mother. She had learned from an early age, during one of the fights her parents had, that she had been adopted when they had lived abroad for a few years. She also knew that Joyce Summers had not very strong maternal instincts but never counted on something like this to happen.

When she was told to never step foot inside again she left to fight. When she survived she sneaked back inside, grabbed as much of her things as she could and left. She was currently occupying the abandoned mansion on Crawford Street; the one Angelus had stayed in. It might have been 'livable' for vampires but not that great for a human. It had no kitchen, got drafty in the night and carried a torrent of bad memories, not to mention that many of the rooms were stained with blood, but it was a home for Buffy; for now at least. It was quiet, dark and furnished, just what she wanted. She now counted two weeks living here.

She had to get a job a local fast food restaurant, the only thing that fed her at the moment. Sure, she was no longer wanted by the police, but returning to school was not an option. She was also angry at Xander for hiding the truth from her. She was too ashamed to see Giles and afraid to meet with Willow just yet. So she patrolled, worked and continued to live.

She was at the spot were Kendra was buried when she paused. The roses she had left in the morning were still there. She would have to change them in two days, maybe sooner.

The tranquility of the cemetery was soon shuttered when sounds of fighting reached her. She took off at the direction they were coming from only to arrive just in time to see a pair of men fending off about half a dozen of the local undead residents.

Upon arriving at the source of the commotion she found herself in a rather unique situation. The vampires were literally falling to dust left, right and center while two dark figures stood in the middle of it.

She scrunched her nose at the smell of blood that hugged the place as well as the most unusual odor; that of burning flesh.

They were doing pretty well considering they duo was overpowered by the blood suckers.

'I better step in or Giles will start yelling at me for letting the get killed,' she thought.

She marched over to them just as the shorter was tossed to the ground. The taller figure let a surprised cry as he tried to protect him. Buffy stepped in that very moment and grew startled at the silvery blond hair both men had. She snapped out of it and turned to fend off the vampires.

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Draco was feeling rather dizzy and his head was pounded as his face connected with the humid ground of the cemetery. Even in his situation he was disgusted at having touched the contaminated ground.

He and his father had been ambushed the moment they stepped foot in the shadows, not a very promising thing for the town's image. He wondered whether his sister had been safe.

So as they cast the 'Incindio' the circle around them shortened and he could see even his father rejoice. It looked like they would make it. While one or three vampires were no trouble, a dozen was bad news even for wizards.

But then she arrived.

A slip of a girl that looked to delicate to play Quidditch, much less fight head on the Undead, got in front of him and his father. The shocking thing was when she sent the first vampire tumbling to the ground with just one kick.

He could only watch, supported by his father as the girl slowly but swiftly turned each snarling creature to dust with slender moves and what appeared to be a pointed stick!

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Buffy lowered her stake only after the last vampire was dust. She grinned cheekily at the rush she felt after all the violence.

Then she heard a pained groan and remembered she had an audience.

She turned to face the two blonds. They were both dresses in dark clothes and long cape like overcoats. The taller one was older, with long hair and cold grey blue eyes. The younger had a gash on his head and the same blond hair though his eyes were grey, almost silver.

"That seems nasty," she commented. "Need help to get to the hospital?"

The men watched her transfixed.

"Okay…" Buffy was beginning to feel uncomfortable under their scrutinizing gaze. "Well, its two blokes down the road, if you leave the cemetery first."

"Thank you," the tall blond said in perfect British accent.

Buffy briefly wondered if the hellmouth apart from demons attracted and British people.

"It was nothing, really. You were doing pretty good before."

"If you call 'good' getting knocked on the floor," the younger whined.

Buffy wanted to smile. He sounded like her when she tried to get out of a practice session with Giles.

"Um, well…" she chuckled awkwardly.

"How did you do that back there?" the old blond said.

"It was bloody amazing," the younger said with a grin, his eyes taking her form in. The way he was eyeing her was almost greedy, but not in a perverted way. It looked like longing, but what for?

"Hey!" Buffy said, remembering something. "How did you kill those vampires before?"

"Magic," the young one said, gaining a glare from the other.

"Draco," the older one reprimanded.

"Ow, that explains it," Buffy muttered. "What are you doing here in the first place?" She gave them a suspicious look. "You don't plan on bringing hell on earth or resurrecting the Master, are you?"

She received bewildered looks.

"Probably not," Buffy answered her own question. "Sorry, bad history with Wicca's and Warlocks."

"We are wizards," the tall blond said.

The other produced a polished stick and flicked it, making some green the sparks fly.

"Neat," Buffy told him.

"We could use help since we just came into the country," the one called 'Draco' said.

"Oh, um, I'm not sure I can help," Buffy replied.

"We are looking for my daughter," the father told her. "She must be around seventeen, blond and a witch. She goes by Buffy Summers."

The Slayer froze as those icy eyes warmed marginally and Draco swept her into a tight hug.

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End of chapter 2