[A/N]: Sorry it has taken so long for an update, you have to be in a
"writing mood." I will now never get annoyed waiting for a story update.
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The Scooby gang was sitting around the kitchen table reading. Usually, Buffy let the research to the gang, but this time it was important for all of them to partake. Dumbledore had supplied the gang with files on all students within their houses, and to Giles he gave an overview of what the previous DADA teachers had done.
As Willow looked through the Slytherin students, she stopped on one page. There was a picture of a blonde boy that she was sure she had seen before. She then looked at the name, 'Draco Malfoy.'
"I think I found my first Death Eater," thought Willow aloud.
"Showoff," muttered Xander.
Giles stood up and looked at the file Willow was holding.
"Lucius' son. You should take great care of how you handle this student; he may try to avenge his father's predicament."
"I'll handle him. We're making appointments with all students the first week we are there."
"Yeah, it's great that I already know a few of my students," said Buffy. "My goal is to avoid some of the mistakes that I made when I was a counselor at Sunnydale HS. I also need to speak to Professor Dumbledore about a training room; I am starting to feel a little rusty."
"I'm sure Professor Dumbledore will help you out. He asked us to help this fight, and helping us will only help his effort.."
Giles was interrupted by an owl entering the kitchen. The owl's wing was branded with the letters "W & H." It dropped a letter on Buffy's leg, and flew away. Buffy opened the letter and began to read.
Hey B,
Angel told me what you were doing, nice to drop us a line, huh? Anyways, it sounds like you could use some help. I'm sending over the scythe like you requested, it will be accompanied by someone you know. I will not tell you who, as this letter may be intercepted. Just meet at the London branch of Wolfram and Hart tonight at midnight. You will know the person immediately. It is not who you will be expecting, but it is not a joke. Ask a question that he will only be able to answer.
If you need us, we're only an owl away. Our numbers are increasing everyday, and when you go to war, you have your army.
Five by Five,
Faith.
Buffy handed the letter around. None of the Scoobies were able to guess who the mysterious person would be. Giles was worried that it was a trap, but Buffy knew that she would be able to protect herself and that the rest of them were safe at headquarters. She would be there at midnight.
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Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione were sitting in the boys' room. Ginny and Hermione were finishing their summer homework, while Ron and Harry were playing chess. Harry had lost twelve games in a row, and was close to winning. An owl came into the window and gave the four of them letters. Their Hogwarts letters had finally arrived.
The letters gave the standard information, telling them the train left at 11AM on September 1. There booklists were also there, no surprises in this list. In Harry's envelope, were a second letter and a badge.
Mr. Potter,
It is with great pleasure that we award you captainship of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Your ban has been lifted by the current Minister of Magic. You will be required to meet with your head of house when you arrive at Hogwarts in order to arrange for tryouts and practices.
Congratulation s,
Minerva McGonagall
Harry smiled as he took the badge.
"You've been made a prefect?" Asked Hermione. "I thought they were only chosen for the fifth year."
"No, I am not a prefect. I am the new captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team."
"Congrats, Mate. Good, now I won't have to complain to you about the captain. I have Ginny to complain to," said Ron jokingly.
"Harry may not have been chosen to be a prefect, but I have been," said Ginny as she took out the badge.
Ron gave his sister a big hug, and smiled.
"Don't worry, I won't tell Fred and George," said Ron.
"It's okay. I was hoping to become one."
"This is great, we're all something in the house now. With us in charge, and with Buffy as our deputy, nothing can stop Gryffindor this year."
Mrs. Weasley then entered the room to inform the group that dinner was ready. She saw the badge in Ginny and Harry's hands and grabbed them both in a big hug.
"I am so proud of all of you. 3 prefects and 1 Quidditch captain. We have to celebrate. I must buy both of you something to reward you."
"Please, Mrs. Weasley. By taking me in as part of your family, you have given me the best gift of all. I don't need or want you to buy me anything," said Harry.
He knew the Weasley's were not financially sound, and didn't want them spending money on him.
"That's very noble of you Harry. But with Arthur's salary increase, we can afford a lot more than we used to be able to. In fact, when you come home for Christmas Vacation, you won't recognize the Burrow. Harry, I will buy you the essentials of what a Quidditch captain needs, but Charlie will help me pick it out. What would you like Ginny?"
"Well, if I am going to be a chaser this year, I could use a new broom, like you bought Ron last year. I don't need a firebolt, but maybe the new Nimbus 2003?"
"Charlie and I will go to Quality Quidditch Supplies tomorrow to shop for you. Also, give me your book lists. We cannot risk your safety on Diagon Alley, so when I am out tomorrow, I shall pick up your books."
The four of them gave their lists to Mrs. Weasley and then followed her downstairs into the kitchen for dinner.
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At midnight, Buffy stood in front of the London offices of Wolfram and Hart. She waited for about fifteen minutes and no one had appeared. All of a sudden the hairs on the back of her neck stood up, and she sensed a vampire was near.
"Slayer!" said a familiar voice behind her.
She turned around and saw a bleached-blonde vampire. It was Spike. She was flustered. She had seen Spike turn to dust in Sunnydale a few years earlier, how could he be alive?
"Spike? But you're dead. How're you here?"
"Remember that medallion that Angel gave you? My spirit was placed in side of it. 2 weeks after the hellmouth closed, I was released from it. I was a type of ghost. A few months after that, some more Wolfram and Hart mojo made me corporeal."
"How do I know it is you?" asked Buffy
"Ask me a question that only I would be able to answer."
Buffy thought for a few minutes and then asked, "What are you doing here, five words or less?"
Spike lifted up his hand and counted each word as he said them, "Out for a walk.., bitch."
She gave Spike a big hug, and took the scythe from him. Then she punched him in the face.
"Ow, what was that for?"
"You've been alive for 2 years and you haven't called. A girl doesn't like to be stood up."
She then kissed Spike, and they began to talk about the last few years.
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The Scooby gang was sitting around the kitchen table reading. Usually, Buffy let the research to the gang, but this time it was important for all of them to partake. Dumbledore had supplied the gang with files on all students within their houses, and to Giles he gave an overview of what the previous DADA teachers had done.
As Willow looked through the Slytherin students, she stopped on one page. There was a picture of a blonde boy that she was sure she had seen before. She then looked at the name, 'Draco Malfoy.'
"I think I found my first Death Eater," thought Willow aloud.
"Showoff," muttered Xander.
Giles stood up and looked at the file Willow was holding.
"Lucius' son. You should take great care of how you handle this student; he may try to avenge his father's predicament."
"I'll handle him. We're making appointments with all students the first week we are there."
"Yeah, it's great that I already know a few of my students," said Buffy. "My goal is to avoid some of the mistakes that I made when I was a counselor at Sunnydale HS. I also need to speak to Professor Dumbledore about a training room; I am starting to feel a little rusty."
"I'm sure Professor Dumbledore will help you out. He asked us to help this fight, and helping us will only help his effort.."
Giles was interrupted by an owl entering the kitchen. The owl's wing was branded with the letters "W & H." It dropped a letter on Buffy's leg, and flew away. Buffy opened the letter and began to read.
Hey B,
Angel told me what you were doing, nice to drop us a line, huh? Anyways, it sounds like you could use some help. I'm sending over the scythe like you requested, it will be accompanied by someone you know. I will not tell you who, as this letter may be intercepted. Just meet at the London branch of Wolfram and Hart tonight at midnight. You will know the person immediately. It is not who you will be expecting, but it is not a joke. Ask a question that he will only be able to answer.
If you need us, we're only an owl away. Our numbers are increasing everyday, and when you go to war, you have your army.
Five by Five,
Faith.
Buffy handed the letter around. None of the Scoobies were able to guess who the mysterious person would be. Giles was worried that it was a trap, but Buffy knew that she would be able to protect herself and that the rest of them were safe at headquarters. She would be there at midnight.
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Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione were sitting in the boys' room. Ginny and Hermione were finishing their summer homework, while Ron and Harry were playing chess. Harry had lost twelve games in a row, and was close to winning. An owl came into the window and gave the four of them letters. Their Hogwarts letters had finally arrived.
The letters gave the standard information, telling them the train left at 11AM on September 1. There booklists were also there, no surprises in this list. In Harry's envelope, were a second letter and a badge.
Mr. Potter,
It is with great pleasure that we award you captainship of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Your ban has been lifted by the current Minister of Magic. You will be required to meet with your head of house when you arrive at Hogwarts in order to arrange for tryouts and practices.
Congratulation s,
Minerva McGonagall
Harry smiled as he took the badge.
"You've been made a prefect?" Asked Hermione. "I thought they were only chosen for the fifth year."
"No, I am not a prefect. I am the new captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team."
"Congrats, Mate. Good, now I won't have to complain to you about the captain. I have Ginny to complain to," said Ron jokingly.
"Harry may not have been chosen to be a prefect, but I have been," said Ginny as she took out the badge.
Ron gave his sister a big hug, and smiled.
"Don't worry, I won't tell Fred and George," said Ron.
"It's okay. I was hoping to become one."
"This is great, we're all something in the house now. With us in charge, and with Buffy as our deputy, nothing can stop Gryffindor this year."
Mrs. Weasley then entered the room to inform the group that dinner was ready. She saw the badge in Ginny and Harry's hands and grabbed them both in a big hug.
"I am so proud of all of you. 3 prefects and 1 Quidditch captain. We have to celebrate. I must buy both of you something to reward you."
"Please, Mrs. Weasley. By taking me in as part of your family, you have given me the best gift of all. I don't need or want you to buy me anything," said Harry.
He knew the Weasley's were not financially sound, and didn't want them spending money on him.
"That's very noble of you Harry. But with Arthur's salary increase, we can afford a lot more than we used to be able to. In fact, when you come home for Christmas Vacation, you won't recognize the Burrow. Harry, I will buy you the essentials of what a Quidditch captain needs, but Charlie will help me pick it out. What would you like Ginny?"
"Well, if I am going to be a chaser this year, I could use a new broom, like you bought Ron last year. I don't need a firebolt, but maybe the new Nimbus 2003?"
"Charlie and I will go to Quality Quidditch Supplies tomorrow to shop for you. Also, give me your book lists. We cannot risk your safety on Diagon Alley, so when I am out tomorrow, I shall pick up your books."
The four of them gave their lists to Mrs. Weasley and then followed her downstairs into the kitchen for dinner.
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At midnight, Buffy stood in front of the London offices of Wolfram and Hart. She waited for about fifteen minutes and no one had appeared. All of a sudden the hairs on the back of her neck stood up, and she sensed a vampire was near.
"Slayer!" said a familiar voice behind her.
She turned around and saw a bleached-blonde vampire. It was Spike. She was flustered. She had seen Spike turn to dust in Sunnydale a few years earlier, how could he be alive?
"Spike? But you're dead. How're you here?"
"Remember that medallion that Angel gave you? My spirit was placed in side of it. 2 weeks after the hellmouth closed, I was released from it. I was a type of ghost. A few months after that, some more Wolfram and Hart mojo made me corporeal."
"How do I know it is you?" asked Buffy
"Ask me a question that only I would be able to answer."
Buffy thought for a few minutes and then asked, "What are you doing here, five words or less?"
Spike lifted up his hand and counted each word as he said them, "Out for a walk.., bitch."
She gave Spike a big hug, and took the scythe from him. Then she punched him in the face.
"Ow, what was that for?"
"You've been alive for 2 years and you haven't called. A girl doesn't like to be stood up."
She then kissed Spike, and they began to talk about the last few years.