Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns BtVS and Ats, and J. K. Rowling owns Harry Potter

Email: angel_of_ice19@hotmail.com

Rating: PG-13/R

Summary: The Scooby Gang is off to Hogwarts to help teach. Crossover with Ats and Harry Potter.

A/N: Please review or send any comments or flames to my email above :) Words inside * are what the characters are thinking, and ***( )*** is someone having a vision.



Chapter Ten: No News, is Good News.

Spike and Buffy just looked at each other for a minute, and then Spike took an unneeded breath. "Well, guess I'm not toothless at all anymore," He remarked.

"Spike," Buffy started.

"No, this is good. I can kill evil wizards," Spike interuppted.

"Yeah, no snacking on Professor Snape," She ordered.

"Wouldn't want to bite that filthy buggar anyway," Spike laughed.

* * *

"SPIKE'S CHIP DOESN'T WORK?" Xander shouted. Buffy and Spike had called a meeting to fill everyone in.

"That's right," Spike laughed.

"Well I'm glad everyone's so calm, because last time Spike didn't have his chip as I recall, he was intent on killing us!" Xander yelled.

"Technically, I wasn't here to be killed," Tara added in.

"Thanks love," Spike said. "I'm not going to kill you, calm down. This is good news, because I can fight against evil wizards now," Spike reminded him.

"Yeah, good evil vampire," Anya tried to reassure Xander.

Angel stood silently, but then spoke. "Well I'm sure he'll do good," Angel didn't meet Spike's eyes, but Spike almost smiled at him.

"See, if Peaches-"

"Angel," Angel corrected.

"If Angel thinks I'll be good, I will," Spike defended.

"Could you kill one student for me?" Dawn asked. "Draco Malfoy."

Spike and Buffy exchanged a look. "I'm sure he can't be that bad Dawn," Buffy started.

"Kid's got the hair," Spike added.

"I hate him!" Dawn remarked. "He's so...ugh, there's no word for it, but if there was it wouldn't be a good one," Dawn informed them.

"Maybe he just likes you and doesn't know how to show it," Willow suggested.

"Oh he shows it," Dawn muttered. Only Angel and Spike caught that.

"What's he tried to do? I can beat him to a bloody pulp I can," Spike threatened.

"What? You guys were all just 'good kid, great hair'!" Dawn argued. "Something's going on!"

"No it's not!" Willow and Buffy laughed. "Why would something be going on?" Buffy asked.

"Whatever," Dawn rolled her eyes, and left to go to dinner.

* * *

The next day, Dawn went to go visit her sister to ask to borrow eyeshadow, when she was shocked to find that Buffy was crying in Spike's arms.

"Love, I'm sorry," Spike whispered in her ear.

"What's wrong?" Dawn asked.

"Dawn? Come here honey," Buffy wiped her face. "Spike, can you cover for class today?" Buffy asked.

"Sure love, I'll check on you later," He kissed her on the cheek, and left.

"What's going on?" Dawn asked, scared.

"Dawn, I have some news," Buffy started, her voice breaking slightly. "Dad, he-he's dead," Buffy stammered. "They said it was as if he died of shock," She sobbed, and Dawn began to cry, Buffy holding her.

Dad's dead, Dad's dead, Dad's dead... Dawn repeated these words over and over in her mind.

"Oh god," Dawn gasped, as she realized what had happened. "Oh god it's all my fault," She sobbed harder.

"Honey no, it's not," Buffy whispered.

"No Buffy it is! Because I wouldn't do what he said! He got Dad killed!" Dawn babbled. "I have to stop him, I have to find him before he kills anyone else," Dawn rambled, and then raced out of the room.

* * *

Dawn quickly made herself up, and then found Draco Malfoy on his way to class.

"Draco!" She called. He turned towards her. "Look, you're a fucking little Daddy's boy, and I wish you'll fry in hell. But you killed my father, and one day, I'm going to rip your throat out, and personally deliever your head to your family. But until that day, I'm going to keep anyone else from getting killed," Dawn kissed him, and a bunch of girls burst out giggling.

"I'm glad we see eye to eye," Draco smirked.

"The first thing I'll do to your severed head is rip out your eyes," Dawn decided, and then turned, walking to Gryffindor tower.

Draco watched her, amazed. She was tapping into her dark side, and he was loving it.

* * *

Harry watched the scene in front of him, as if he were someone else, somewhere else. Dawn was talking to Draco, then kissing him. Then she walked away, leaving him drooling after her. Harry felt his heart fall from his chest, as he dragged himself into Defense Against the Dark Arts.

* * *

The entire class Harry stared at his desk, as Spike went on talking about some sort of demon. Harry knew that he would pay for not paying attention later, but he didn't care. The first girl he had really liked, and she had liked him back, had just made out with the person he hated most.

"Harry, are you alright?" Ron asked. "You seem a little...angry," Ron remarked. Harry looked down, and saw that he had broken his quill into tiny pieces.

"Peachy," Harry replied, as Ron and Hermione exchanged glances. They saw Dawn's empty seat, and the look of pure satisfaction on Draco's face.

"I think I know what's up," Hermione whispered to Ron, and they agreed to meet during lunch to talk about it in the library.

* * *

Giles and Wesley were trying to clean up the library after The Big Book on Dueling and The Giant Book on Hexes started ripping each other's pages out. They knocked over shelves, and now Giles and Wesley had the task of picking up the pieces and parts of remaining books and shelves.

Hidden behind the rubble, Hermione and Ron met, not seeing the two librarians.

"So, what's got Harry so upset?" Ron asked.

"You didn't hear Pansy Parkinson then? This morning, Dawn made out with Malfoy in the middle of the hallway!" Hermione almost shrieked.

"But she kissed Harry at Hogsmeade...that's not right!" Ron exclaimed. Giles overheard them, and hit his head on a shelf accidentally.

"Harry's mad enough to preform one of the three deadly curses on Malfoy," Ron remarked. "I can see why. Where was Buffy during class?"

"Dunno, she's been in her room all day apparantly," Hermione shrugged, and they left in search of their lost friend.

* * *

Giles quickly headed to Buffy's room, and knocked. A very distressed and puffy eyed Slayer answered, and Giles gave her a hug as she cried silently.

"Dad's dead," Buffy coughed.

"God, Buffy, I'm sorry," He apologized.

"Dawn took it so hard, she thinks it's her fault," Buffy looked up as Giles pulled away.

"That would make sense, I mean that would explain everything really," Giles mumbled.

"Giles, my brain is too tired to make sense of Giles-speak," Buffy remarked.

"Sorry, it's just that in the library I overhear quite a few conversations, and I think I know why Dawn thinks this is her fault. She kissed that Harry Potter boy, and then kissed a Draco Malfoy, which apparantly upset Harry Potter. Does any of this make any sense to you?" Giles asked.

"Maybe, thanks. I just need time to sort it out. Thank you," Buffy gave Giles another hug, as he left.

"If you need anything-" Giles offered.

"I know, thanks," She smiled weakly as he left. "God I just wish today were over."

* * *

Xander held Anya in his arms, when Willow and Tara burst in the door.

"Um, guys, kinda in the middle of something here," Xander said.

"Yeah, cuddling cool and all, but Buffy's dad died," Willow announced.

"What?" Anya sat up.

"Buffy and Dawn found out today, her dad's dead. Looks like it was a curse, one only evil wizards use," Tara explained.

"Oh god," Xander said. "We should go to her," He stood up, and the three women looked at him. "I'm gonna go put some clothes on," He said weakly than hurried to get dressed.

"It's okay that I'm not totally sad right? I mean sad for Buffy yeah, but not for her dad. I didn't know him, so that's not bad right?" Anya asked.

"It's okay," Willow assured her, giving her a hug. "You might want to put some clothes on too," Willow said, since Anya was only wearing a sheet.

* * *

Willow, Tara, Xander, Anya, Giles, and Spike all were in Buffy's room, giving the Slayer and the Key some comfort and support. Finally, Dawn left back to her room, and the rest of the Scoobies cleared out.

Xander and Spike had a moment alone, and Xander said, "You're doing a good job of taking care of her."

"Thank you," Spike replied, as Xander left.

* * *