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. Again all but the last paragraph was not written by me.

"Speech"

'Thoughts'

Chapter Nine:

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Slytherin Dorms:

Buffy woke up early in the morning, a common occurrence whenever she was in a strange, new environment.

She noticed that most of her doormats where up and running. She grimaced when she saw Pansy was trying to get ready for the day, spaying a neon blue potion oh her person.

Buffy groaned. 'Is that supposed to be perfume?' she wondered. 'Yuck!'

She got up and dressed for the day.

'I totally hate the catholic school girl look,' she mentally sighed. 'Yuck, again! I look like Darla!'

Her mood was foul as she left the dorms.

One look at her and the rest of her house mates scattered away from her in a haste.

Her brother laughed.

"What got into you so early in the morning?" he asked, not afraid of the angry female.

"I hate the uniform," Buffy replied.

"Every sane person with a fashion sense does," Draco told her. "Come on, we better head up for breakfast. Classes start today."

Buffy shrugged and followed him.

oooOooo

Malfoy Manor:

Lucius and Narcissa were having breakfast together that morning, conversing in low tones when one of the house elves popped in, a tray full of mail on it.

"If there are any letters from Fudge burn them," Lucius ordered.

The elf bobbed its large head. "Yes sir. Young sirs wrote too."

Narcissa summoned the letters to her, and ignoring Lucius' light glare, tore the envelopes open.

"Which one to read first?" she asked her husband.

"Draco first," Lucius told her.

Narcissa nodded and opened the letter.

oOo

Dear Mother and Father,

I know both of you are not used to receiving letters from me on the first day but Crystal coming to Hogwarts was not without incidents.

For start, she hated Pansy on sight, which was mutual. Also she got along with Blaise, all for about twenty minutes. I left for the prefect meeting and when I returned she was nowhere to be seen! I think, no I know, she did it on purpose to annoy me. What you ask? She went and sat with Potter!

Potter of all people and all his Gryffindors! Granted Weasel and Granger were not there at first, but Longbottom and Weasel girl was there. And she made me 'hang out' with them! Granted it was better than having Pansy slobber all over me and Crabbe and Goyle are hardly conversationalists. But it's the principle of the thing!

Anyway after that disastrous train ride the only good thing was the Sorting Feast.

One guess where Buffy was sorted?

Yes, she is a Slytherin! I'm excited because it was touch and go due to her nature. She told me the Hat speaks. I doubted her but she told me it was a magical artifact so I should not be surprised. It was just that I had never heard of such an incident with the Hat.

Oh, Pansy almost keeled over when Buffy sat next to me instead of her but I was so happy.

She spent time with me when we were in our dorms, well after the Feast. She wanted to talk to me but most of our housemates wanted to greet her. I've never seen them so blatantly curious. They did not even have the decency to hide it! Some Slytherins they are!

Anyway, I can't wait for classes to start!

I'll write again tomorrow.

Love,

Your son Draco

oOo

"That was short," Lucius commended.

"Better than those letters four pages long he usually writes," Narcissa told him.

"True," her husband agreed.

Narcissa placed her son's letter aside and opened Buffy's.

oOo

Um…

I really have no idea how to start this letter really.

(Narcissa smiled a bit, but it was pained. She took a breath and read on.)

Well I guess Dear Mother and Father should work, right?

(Narcissa and Lucius smiled. It was the first time she called them anything other than 'Lucius' and 'Narcissa'.

"Finally, Lucius said.

"Yes, finally," Narcissa smiled. Her daughter had started feeling them as family.

She went on reading.)

So I'll start again:

Dear Mother and Father,

Hogwarts is AMAZING! Really fantastic, beyond words… Whatever Draco and you told me seems to pale in comparison. There's magic everywhere! The paintings, the staircases, the armors, everything moves. The ghosts are a bit creepy, if not nuts, but it's fine, really.

Also, Pansy Parkinson is a class A' bitch. I really wanted to punch and kick her to the ground but Blaise kept me back.

I also met Harry again (I don't call him Potter because Draco gets a funny expression when hearing his name, gets him all riled up!). Well, on Weasley is a total idiot, but Ginny had brains, and from what I Harry told me the infamous twins are also great, too bad I missed them.

Anyway, in case Draco's owl did not beat me to it (yeah, I saw the letter that sneaky snake wrote), I am in Slytherin. And the sorting hat thingy is such a gossip monger! I swear it has no social life. Excuse me; I had to bat Draco's head a bit. He had the cheek to tell me hats don't have social lives, as if I did not know.

Anyway, I better go to sleep, long day tomorrow.

Bye mom and dad!

Love Buffy…err Crystal.

oOo

"Well," Lucius cleared his throat. "They will certainly have a lot to look forward this year. And that means so we will Cissy."

Narcissa smiled at the endearment. "I almost dread it," his wife said with honesty.

"But it will be amusing," Lucius told her. "I look forward to some excitement."

"I think both our children got your perverse sense of humor.

"Why thank you Narcissa."

"It was not a compliment love."

oooOooo

Sunnydale California:

Giles was tired. Faith was a wild girl. He had thought Buffy was a handful but the new girl was even more so.

Faith carried a lot of luggage and not in a good way. She had watched her former Watcher killed, but unlike Buffy, who had had some semblance of family, Faith had no family to care for her. It would take a while before she could get over it. For now he kept trying to resist her blatant baits and tried to help as much as she could. Perhaps he should speak to her but not like watcher to slayer and rather like a friend or father figure.

A soft tap on his window alerted him to…

"Dear Lord! Is that an owl?"

He let the creature in. A letter was tied on its leg.

"For me?"

The creature hooted.

Giles untied the letter and was startled when the creature remained staring at him.

"Let's see," he said uncertainly.

oOo

Hey Giles!

Missed me? I am at Hogwarts!

I spent the summer with my parents. It was awkward at first but it's now better…

oOo

Giles smiled. It was from Buffy. He settled back to relax and read the letter. He could deal with Faith when she returned before patrol at night.

He was glad to be going back to England. He had yet to tell the Council he knew exactly where his slayer was. They did not need to know. He would try to contact Buffy's parents when he got home. The Council had far reaching arms and he knew the wizarding world would be the LAST place they would think to look. It had been at least a century since the treaty between the Council and the wizarding world. No slayer would ever enter the wizarding world again after that last disastrous witch who had been a slayer. Her name was Drusilla Malfoy. Yes, she was in fact Buffy's great great great Aunt. The powers of the slayer had caused her natural gift of prophecy to start to send her over the deep end. Angelus had never needed much to send her the rest of the way over. In the end, the council had made a treaty with the wizarding world in exchange for a powerful charm (pre-Angelus) that had absolved her of her slayer and witch powers. Then she had her memory taken so that she could never breath a word of what had happened. It had been so powerful, he doubted if Drusilla lived to be a thousand, she would never have her memory returned. This had caused an even more severe decline to her mental stability. Angelus had to barely push her across that line. The only thing they had been unable to take from her, which is what made her of interest to Angelus, was her gift of sight.