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. The first 17 chapters belong to Enchanted Nightinggale with an exception of the last scene of this chapter.
"Speech"
'Thoughts'
Chapter Seven:
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Sunnydale, California:
Giles finished his morning tea and was ready to start reading his morning paper when his doorbell rang. With a frown he went to answer it, and was surprised at the teens he was met with.
"Willow, Xander, Oz," he greeted.
"Good morning Giles," Willow said.
The watcher without slayer pulled back and motioned them inside.
They entered silently, taking in all the books that were scattered in piles around the apartment, making it smaller and cramped.
"What can I help you with?" he asked as he took a swallow of his freshly made tea.
The teens looked awkward. Ever since Willow was discharged from the hospital, Giles had only called the girl, on occasion getting Oz on the line, but all three of them had not met him in a while.
"Well, we are starting school tomorrow," Willow told him.
"Well, take a seat," Giles offered.
"If we can find room," Xander joked.
"What will you do now?" Willow asked Giles.
"Go back again," Giles replied.
There was silence from Willow.
"She wants to ask about Buffy," Oz said.
"We went to her house," the red head told him, "But Joyce told us she was not staying there anymore."
"Because she isn't," Giles offered. "Joyce kicked her out and Buffy never went back."
"Well, where is she?" Xander demanded. "She didn't up and leave, did she? She didn't even come to see Willow!"
Giles shot him a glare. "She stayed in Sunnydale for a while," he told them. "In Crawford Manor, continued slaying and everything."
Xander grimaced at the mention of the manor.
"Where is she now? Is she okay?" Willow asked.
"She's fine," Giles replied. "And her biological family came to meet her."
"Buffy was adopted?" Willow gasped.
"She only find out lately," Giles told her.
"Where is she?" Xander asked.
"She doesn't want to see you," the watcher replied. "She missed Willow but you Xander, she's angry at you for some reason. I asked but she only told me you lied, nothing else. As to her location, the best bet is Britain."
The bell rang again and Giles left the shocked teens behind to answer the door. He stared openly at the girl on his doorstep, dressed in dark leather and heavy make-up and dark hair.
"Can I help you?" he inquired.
"Is Rupert Giles here?" she asked. She eyed him. "Tweed in the summer? I'm guessing you're him. I'm Faith, the Slayer."
"Oh, dear," Giles muttered.
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Malfoy Manor:
Buffy left the bags in the Hall where two House elves popped and carried away.
She winced by just thinking about what was coming next. Sure, the shopping had been fun and original due to the magic and the novelty of it all, but after they finished their shopping and then their break, she felt tired.
Narcissa sat at Buffy's side, her husband and son sitting across from them.
"Tea?" she offered.
Buffy nodded mutely.
After the tea was served Buffy stared her cup, seeing the designs on the porcelain but not really seeing them.
"Why did Olivander eyed you like that?" Lucius asked. "And I noticed what happened with the goblins."
"Long or short story?" Buffy asked.
"Did you kill anyone?" Draco cut in.
Buffy blinked. "Did I what?"
"Because if that were the case we could help," Draco said.
"No!" Buffy exclaimed. "Well, not technically."
"What do you mean?" Narcissa asked.
"Can't kill the dead," the girl offered.
At their blank faces she sighed. "Ever heard of the Slayer?"
Narcissa and Draco said no but Lucius had paled.
"Impossible!" he said, his voice loud.
"Lucius?" his wife asked. It was unusual for him to be this upset.
"You know?" Buffy asked.
"My Aunt Camille was a Slayer back in 1900's," he replied. "She was killed four months after she was Called, beaten to death."
There was silence after that.
"So that man…" Lucius asked.
"Giles? My watcher. Second in fact. My first, Merrick, was killed by a master vampire two years ago."
"Three years…" Lucius whispered.
Buffy shrugged. "No big. Giles helped a lot."
"The Council?" Lucius asked.
"I slipped through the network," Buffy replied. "I was already Called by the time my first Watcher tracked me."
"What's a Slayer?" Draco asked.
Lucius was the one to offer an explanation while Buffy listened. His explanation was not like Giles but that only meant that it was shorter and less boring.
"No," Narcissa gasped when her husband finished.
Buffy rubbed her eyes. She just knew that the days to come would be difficult. Her mother was bound to worry sick now and Lucius too since he knew the life of a Slayer was fatal. She knew that Draco was bound to ask for more.
'Thank God I leave for Hogwarts in a week,' Buffy thought.
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Hogwarts Express:
Buffy kissed her mother's check and then hugged her father, enjoying the stiffening of his back in surprise. After a week of being smothered, she was ready to enjoy her freedom, even if it was to go to a boarding school.
'How pathetic is that?' she questioned in her mind.
Draco chuckled and then received his hug from Narcissa and a short pat on the shoulder from Lucius. Then he stirred Buffy to the train.
"You sure live dangerously. I though dad might have a heart attack," Draco told her.
"What?" she said innocently. "Girls like hugs. If you're a mommy's boy then I have to become a daddy's girl."
Draco laughed gathering odd looks from students around them.
"Come on, we must find an empty compartment," he told her, pulling her along.
He walked far at the tail of the train, ignoring the inquiring glances he got from the students.
"Here!" he announced and pulled Buffy inside.
Their house elves delivered their trunks then and Draco shut the door.
"You sure have nosey classmates," Buffy told him.
"You mean 'we', dear sister. And they are younger years. My housemates won't be long now," Draco told her.
"I want to meet them," Buffy said, more out of curiosity than anything else. They don't sound great."
Draco shrugged. "They are the kids of the people dad used to work with and still do. Malfoys are all about tradition. Less than pureblood was not enough."
Buffy said nothing to that. After the summer at the majestic manor she realized that the Malfoy family was more than met the eye. Also, they were Dark. Not evil, she knew evil very well. But they were no lambs either. There were artifacts in the house that emitted a dark aura she usually associated with the Hellmouth energy. She had not seen anything incriminating, but from what she noticed and heard from Draco. All those talks about purebloods and from what she read from that 'Daily Prophet' newspaper she snuck glances during breakfast were a dead giveaway.
Mostly she waited until Lucius or anyone else told her about it. She could wait. After all, she was not secret free herself.
The compartment door opened and a group of teens entered. The first impression Buffy got was that they were snobs. The second was that she did not like them one bit. Well, except maybe the cute black guy.
"Draco!" the dark haired girl simpered.
Her brother cringed and pulled Buffy in front of him as a shield.
"Wimp," Buffy whispered.
"Who are you?" the girl demanded.
"Crystal Malfoy, Lucius and Narcissa's daughter and Draco's sister."
The girl gaped.
"Draco?" the boy Buffy noticed asked.
"It's true," Draco offered. "Crystal is my sister. Those are Blaise Zabini, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle and Pansy Parkinson. All of them Slytherins."
"Nice to meet you," Buffy said and settled down beside Draco and readied for the inquisition that she was certain would follow.
Elsewhere on the train Harry greeted Neville and Ginny who had come to the compartment while Ron and Hermione were busy in the prefect meeting. They exchanged news from the summer, Harry's version being watered down a bit, when their door slid open revealing an elegant blonde girl.
"Crystal," Harry said in surprise.
His friend frowned.
"You remembered Harry!" Buffy replied as she stepped in.
"You do now that your brother and I don't get along," Harry told her.
"It was obvious, but it's fun to rile Draco and Lucius," Buffy replied.
"Are you sure you're a Malfoy?" Ginny asked as she giggled.
"Oh, I am, tests and all," Buffy assured her. "I just met them, hence the inability to call my parents with anything but their names. It's new and weird. I like having a sibling though. So Harry, introduce us?"
A bewildered Harry complied.
Buffy settled down among them, glad to be away from the Parkinson girl, and with people she had a liking to.
'I wonder if Draco will have a seizure at this,' she thought with glee.
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Giles office
Giles was reading up on prophecies when the phone started to ring. He answered it without checking the caller ID.
"Rupert Giles"
"Mr. Giles, its Quentin Travers. I'm calling about Buffy Summers. Our records show that she has gone missing. We have sent you Kendra's replacement, Faith lehae. You are expected to watch her until her watcher shows up. You are going to find Ms. Summers and bring her back under Council control."
Before Giles could respond, Quentin hung up.
