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A/N: This is the third chapter, when the story actually starts. We will not be focusing on the stuff that we discussed in the last chapter, it was just to make the rest of this make a little more sense. Enjoy!
Chapter 3
Dawn's Friends
Dawn packed her bags, excitedly. She didn't know how Tara and Willow got custody over her (A/N neither do we), but they did and that's that. Now that they were moving to England, along with Anya and Xander, somehow most of her worries flew out the door.
Now she didn't need to worry about what the bitches of Junior High would say (A/N we are assuming that this junior high goes to 9th grade) when she got back to school there. Now, she didn't need to worry that Kirsty would steal Kevin , her "devoted" boyfriend away from her. Now she was going to a new school...OF WITCHES AND WIZARDS!
Kevin was a nice boyfriend and everything. A good kisser too, but sometimes Dawn caught him staring at Kirsty. It was pretty unnerving. Kirsty would always smile, or bite her lip, or wink, or do something flirty like that. Of course Kirsty thought he was a loser until Dawn started dating him. She probably still did now and just liked tormenting Dawn. It suddenly looked like Dawn's troubles flew back in the door.
Stop thinking that, Dawn Catherine Summers! She thought, mentally kicking herself. I'm sure Kirsty has other stuff to think about than me and Kevin. And besides, I'm moving! I should probably take some initiative if I'm going to excel in England.
Now if only Buffy could be here to see me finally try to take control over my life, she thought with a sigh. She blinked away the tears that were threatening to burst free. This is no time to cry, she thought. We're leaving tomorrow and I need to tie up some lose ends.
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Willow, Tara, and Dawn walked through the busy London Streets. It was the day after they had arrived in England and Willow and Tara had decided to open up an account in Gringots, the wizard bank.
While Tara and Willow were inside, they told Dawn to wander around, and that they would all meet for ice cream at two. Dawn was very relieved that she had called things off with Kevin, but disappointed that later that day, she had seen him with Kirsty.
Oh well, she thought. Now I have plenty of hot English boys to look at, like that blonde one over there, who's starring at me. Dawn looked into the silver eyes of the silver-yellow haired boy. Is he coming over here? she thought with surprise.
"Well, well, well, what have we here?" said the blonde boy.
"Right," Dawn said as she pushed her way past him. She hated guys that hit on her with that line. It was so old!
"You sound American."
"And you sound stupid," Dawn retorted.
"Feisty! Well, if you are American, then you don't know who I am. My name is Draco Malfoy." Dawn snorted. He had a really dumb name. Draco Malfoy continued as though he had not heard her. "And you are?"
Draco's attention was suddenly taken away from Dawn, not that she minded.
"Oh look," he said to someone standing behind her. "It's the boy who lived, the boy with freckles, and the mudblood." Dawn turned just in time to see a red-headed boy, with freckles, attempt to attack Draco, not that she blamed him. A cute boy with short black hair held the other boy back by his robes. A girl stepped up to Draco.
"Malfoy," said the girl, pleasantly. "We can see that you haven't changed. Who is your friend?"
Dawn burst out laughing. "I've only been talking to him for one minute and I already doubt that this boy has friends."
"I like this girl." said the red-head smiling.
"Oh, I'm sorry Weasley," Malfoy said stepping back into the conversation. "I'm pretty sure this girl wouldn't like to live without two galleons to rub together."
"Hey guys," said a girl joining the group. She had red hair to, it fell just past her shoulders and Dawn suspected that she and the red-head boy were probably related.
"Got to go," muttered Malfoy as his cheeks turned red and he hurried off.
"What was that about?" asked the boy with black hair.
"Who's this?" said the red-headed girl, quickly.
"My name's Dawn Summers."
"Nice to meet you, Dawn. I'm Ginny Weasley. The tall one there is Ron Weasley, my brother and to his left is-"
"Hermione Granger, "Ron interrupted. "And this," he said has his hands went into a showcase like position, "is Harry Potter."
"Nice to meet you, Harry Potter," said Dawn, clearly mocking the way Ron said the name.
"Har-ry Pot-ter." Ron was talking now as he would to a two year old.
"Right," Dawn said in the same tone she had used with Malfoy.
"I'm the Boy Who Lived," Harry said. Dawn noticed that his voice sounded very confident, but not in an annoying way.
"I know a lot of boys who've lived," Dawn said. "I went to school with some."
"No, no, no!" Ron was clearly getting aggravated. "He defeated You-Know-Who."
"Who?" Dawn said, feeling very confused.
"You know who You-Know-Who is. You have too," said Ron.
"Voldemort," Harry said, simply. The two Weasleys flinched at the name.
"Wait, I moved here because my friend is helping to defeat him. If he's already been defeated, then why am I here?"
"He came back," said Hermione.
"This is going to be a very long story, isn't it?"
"Oh, yeah!" Harry said, loudly.
A/N: Yay! Another long a waited chapter posted! Don't you all love this really cool story? We know you do.