Disclaimer: Buffy and Harry Potter do not belong to me.
A/N: This is the last chapter that I will update on this story for at least a few weeks. I will be extremely busy for a while. If you like this story and want updates, I need some more reviews. It would motivate me knowing that it is being read and enjoyed. I will ignore flames; however, constructive criticism would be appreciated. Thank you in advance!
For the last hour, Buffy was subjected to watching Crabbe and Goyle stuff their faces with large quantities of wizarding candy. The Slayer was ready to chuck them both out of the window. Pansy kept going on about the so called 'mudblood filth' that was apparently running amok in Hogwarts. If she had to hear how lucky she was to have been privately taught again, Pansy could join Crabbe and Goyle out the window. Buffy was quickly losing patience with her housemates. However, for now at least, Buffy had to play the part of a perfect deatheater daughter. That meant she had to play nice with these three morons.
Buffy got up and stretched her legs. "Pansy, where's the ladies room?"
"It's all the way in the back on the left." Pansy answered absently.
"Thanks. I'll be right back." Buffy replied then left in a hurry.
After Buffy escaped the compartment, she saw Draco arguing with three other students. Buffy was curious in spite of herself. There were two boys and one girl. One of the boys had a lightning bolt scar on his forehead; he had to be Harry Potter. Buffy had heard from across the ocean that all kinds of girls were chasing him. 'He looks like a nerd to me. What do these girls see in him?' Buffy thought to herself.
"At least my parents aren't in Azkaban!" yelled the boy with bright red hair.
This caught Buffy's attention and she was absolutely livid. "Hey, Draco. Who are these losers?" Buffy asked while glaring at the insensitive boy.
"Buffy, here is the golden trio. Let me introduce you to the scarhead, the weasel, and the mudblood." Draco announced. "This here is Buffy Summers." Draco announced with a smirk.
After hearing her name, Harry Potter's friends had horrified expressions on their faces.
"What is it Ron, Hermione?" Potter asked his friends with a confused frown.
Buffy looked at Draco and rolled her eyes. "You just love doing that, don't ya?" Buffy asked him.
"You better believe it. I.." Draco was interrupted.
"Her parents are the worst deatheaters that have ever existed. They killed over 100 aurors and thousands of witches and wizards! She's one of them!" The one Draco called the weasel shouted loudly while pointing at her.
Every student on the train was now watching this confrontation with obvious interest.
"Listen you weasel, if I were you, I'd be praying that I wasn't like them. That mouth of yours will get you killed one day." Buffy told him casually while inspecting her nails.
"You just threatened to kill me!"
"No, I didn't. I just gave you my opinion." Buffy answered smoothly while noticing the looks of horror from not just the golden trio, but the entire student body excluding the Slytherins. Her house members looked extremely impressed with her. 'Who said I can't play the game?'
"Let's go back to our compartment Buffy. There's only so much mudblood filth I can stand at a time." Draco announced while leading Buffy to their seats.
As they sat down, her housemates were looking at her with curiosity. "That's a brilliant first impression Buffy. You'll do very well in Slytherin." Draco announced proudly.
Buffy noticed that she had everyone's attention. "Well, they pissed me off with the Azkaban comment. I couldn't let that go." The Slayer shrugged.
A look of understanding crossed her housemates faces since they were children of deatheaters as well. Perhaps she did fit in with this house after all. Buffy was already irritated with the self-righteous attitudes of the other houses. They think that Slytherin was the prejudiced house, yet they convicted her as soon as they heard her name. At this moment, she was happy with The Sorting Hat's decision.
"As great as those robes are Buffy, we have to change into our school robes now." Pansy said with a sneer. One thing that Buffy had agreed with her on was the distaste for school uniforms.
Shortly after they changed, the five of them finally left the train. Buffy noticed the black spooky looking horse like things that were attached to the carriages. Fortunately, Buffy knew that only those who have seen death could see them. For the life of her she forgot what they were called, yet she was careful to pretend that she couldn't see them. The last thing she needed was questions about death. Being a slayer, she has delivered death to many demons.
Buffy fell asleep quickly during the carriage ride. It has been only a couple of days since she had arrived from The States. The time change was a killer.
While in the midst of sleep, Buffy was dreaming of vampires and demons. Buffy saw that Hogwarts was filled with demons killing students as well as fully-grown wizards. The cries of pain from the victims as well as the hopeless despair terrified Buffy. 'This is hell.' The Slayer thought.
'No it's not' said a gorgeous man with long dark hair that was pulled back with leather. 'It's your destiny to prevent this. This is what would happen should you not prevail.'
'Who are you? How do I prevent this?' Buffy asked.
'I'm Salazar Slytherin. To prevent this, you must embrace the power of The Slayer.'
All of a sudden, Salazar and the horrific images disappeared leaving her alone with an ornate chalice that glowed with power. There was a note besides it that had her title on it.
Slayer, this is the Chalice of Knowledge and Power that will help you fulfill your destiny as The Promised One. My sister Ariana, the first slayer-witch, has joined me to give you all of the knowledge that you will need. The Slayer power will also be fully unleashed causing you to have all the power a slayer could possess. Normally, it would take years for a slayer to achieve her full potential. Due to the dire circumstances, we can not wait that long. Use this power wisely, dear one. Always yours, Salazar.
Buffy was stunned when she considered the implications from drinking the contents of the innocent looking chalice. It had to have taken powerful magic for Salazar and Ariana to accomplish this centuries ago. After seeing what would happen if she did not overcome the demons, Buffy quickly drank the elixir.
Buffy was immediately given a flood of information from Ariana. Buffy felt every experience that Ariana had gone through in her life as the Slayer. It seemed to take hours to sort through everything that she had learned. Buffy also felt the difference in being a slayer that has reached her full potential. When she adjusted to the changes, Ariana suddenly reappeared.
'I'm impressed with how quickly you have absorbed the knowledge, sister. You do not have much time before the demons try to destroy everything. They do not care if you are a pureblood or a muggleborn. The demons want to destroy all of us. The vampire in charge, The Master, was a squib. The Master has hated the wizarding world ever since.' Ariana paused after noticing Buffy's wince at the mention of the Master. 'That slayer dream will not come to pass. You are now immune to his power. You must be ready soon Promised One.' Ariana warned her before she disappeared.
At this time, Buffy woke up with a start thanks to Draco shaking her.
"As much as it pains me to wake you up from a peaceful sleep, we have just arrived at Hogwarts." Draco informed her.
"I'm still adjusting to the time change. Thanks for waking me up."
Draco shrugged and looked away.
Buffy could tell that Draco was not being sarcastic about her sleeping peacefully. Her other housemates did not look at her strangely either. However, with the demons coming soon, it did not matter what they thought of her. The first battle will come soon. It was time to prepare for war.
Disclaimer: The Master belongs to Buffy.
Review and let me know what you think. This chapter practically wrote itself. I did have fun writing the scene with Buffy meeting the trio. :)
