The Scoobies arrive at Hogwarts
Buffy, Willow, Cordelia, Xander, Oz, and Giles stepped off the train. A large man with a black beard and a giant overcoat was waiting.
"Ohmigod, you must be Hagrid!" Willow cried, hyperventilating. "It is such an honor to meet you!"
"Do you have any fun magical creatures?" Asked Buffy.
"And could you take care of Oz sometime? It'll be a full moon soon." Willow grinned, looking around happily. Hogwarts was just as large and magnificent as she'd pictured it.
"Right then," said Giles. "Mr. Hagrid, er, do you know where we're supposed to... be?"
"Right this way," Said Hagrid. "You'll get to stay with the Gryffndors, an' you can go to classes with em if you'd like."
"Yay!" Said Buffy and Willow.
"Wow," continued Buffy, "rooming with the H-man himself. This is fabulous!" Hagrid led them up to the Gryffndor dorms, and they made themselves comfortable in the common room.
"The students will be up in a few minutes," said Hagrid nervously, leaving.
Willow and Buffy looked at each other and grinned.
***
Harry Potter, Hermione and Ron were sitting in class. Professor McGonagall entered.
"All students are to go immediately to their dormitories. More instructions will be provided there," she said stuffily.
"Do you think it's our guests?" Asked Hermione excitedly.
"Who knows," said Harry, hurrying towards the dorm.
They entered. Three girls not more then a year or two older then them were gathered around someone's wizard chessboard, and two boys the same age were nearby. An older man was sniffing disdainfully.
The blond girl and the red head looked up. "Ohmigod, it's Harry Potter," cried the red head, racing forward. "Can I have your autograph?" Harry looked at her incredulously.
"Excuse Willow," said the blond. "I'm Buffy. We're big fans."
"How do you know who I am?" he asked.
"It's a long story," Buffy said.
"One that I'd advise you not to tell," the older man told them.
"Aw, c'mon, Giles. Harry has been through almost as many apocalypses as we have." She sat down. A group of first years had cornered the brunette.
"Shoo, all of you," said Hermione. "Leave the guests alone, even if they are non magical."
"I'm no muggle," Willow said indignantly. "I can do some magic. We don't have schools for it like you, though. And Buffy and Oz—" she gestured to one of the guy—"they're not exactly muggles either."
Professor McGonagall was filing the rest of the students into the dormitories. Buffy cleared her throat.
"I take it you've never seen one of these?" she pushed a book towards them. The title was Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's stone.
"That's all about us!" Cried Ron. "I deserve money for this!"
"Well, first let me explain about us." Buffy said. "I'm what's called a vampire slayer—"
"A slayer!" Hermione yelled, quite glad to finally know what one was.
"I get special powers and have to kill vampires and things. Giles is my special trainer thing, called a watcher, and my friends are my scoobies."
"Scoobies!" yelled Hermione.
"Shut up," groaned Ron.
"Anyhow, the Watcher's council started this school for you. But someone's found out. They're giving away all the secrets, and if someone bad found out then there'd be a lot of trouble. So I'm here to stop them."
"So, someone is spying on us?" Asked Hermione. Buffy nodded.
"It must be Snape," Harry said. "This explains why he was following me the other day!"
"I don't know..." Buffy began.
"Don't listen to the Americans," Ginny Weasley said, popping up from her hiding place.
"I'm not American," Giles said defensively.
"Well, you sound it," Ginny said. Ron, Hermione and Harry were glaring at her. "I won't tell, I promise! Let me help," she begged.
"OK," said Willow, who slightly resembled Ginny with shorter hair. Ginny was thrilled.
Harry was adamant that Snape was the perpetrator, but Buffy wasn't sure. As Professor McGonagall announced dinner, they had yet to come to any reasonable conclusion.
Buffy, Willow, Cordelia, Xander, Oz, and Giles stepped off the train. A large man with a black beard and a giant overcoat was waiting.
"Ohmigod, you must be Hagrid!" Willow cried, hyperventilating. "It is such an honor to meet you!"
"Do you have any fun magical creatures?" Asked Buffy.
"And could you take care of Oz sometime? It'll be a full moon soon." Willow grinned, looking around happily. Hogwarts was just as large and magnificent as she'd pictured it.
"Right then," said Giles. "Mr. Hagrid, er, do you know where we're supposed to... be?"
"Right this way," Said Hagrid. "You'll get to stay with the Gryffndors, an' you can go to classes with em if you'd like."
"Yay!" Said Buffy and Willow.
"Wow," continued Buffy, "rooming with the H-man himself. This is fabulous!" Hagrid led them up to the Gryffndor dorms, and they made themselves comfortable in the common room.
"The students will be up in a few minutes," said Hagrid nervously, leaving.
Willow and Buffy looked at each other and grinned.
***
Harry Potter, Hermione and Ron were sitting in class. Professor McGonagall entered.
"All students are to go immediately to their dormitories. More instructions will be provided there," she said stuffily.
"Do you think it's our guests?" Asked Hermione excitedly.
"Who knows," said Harry, hurrying towards the dorm.
They entered. Three girls not more then a year or two older then them were gathered around someone's wizard chessboard, and two boys the same age were nearby. An older man was sniffing disdainfully.
The blond girl and the red head looked up. "Ohmigod, it's Harry Potter," cried the red head, racing forward. "Can I have your autograph?" Harry looked at her incredulously.
"Excuse Willow," said the blond. "I'm Buffy. We're big fans."
"How do you know who I am?" he asked.
"It's a long story," Buffy said.
"One that I'd advise you not to tell," the older man told them.
"Aw, c'mon, Giles. Harry has been through almost as many apocalypses as we have." She sat down. A group of first years had cornered the brunette.
"Shoo, all of you," said Hermione. "Leave the guests alone, even if they are non magical."
"I'm no muggle," Willow said indignantly. "I can do some magic. We don't have schools for it like you, though. And Buffy and Oz—" she gestured to one of the guy—"they're not exactly muggles either."
Professor McGonagall was filing the rest of the students into the dormitories. Buffy cleared her throat.
"I take it you've never seen one of these?" she pushed a book towards them. The title was Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's stone.
"That's all about us!" Cried Ron. "I deserve money for this!"
"Well, first let me explain about us." Buffy said. "I'm what's called a vampire slayer—"
"A slayer!" Hermione yelled, quite glad to finally know what one was.
"I get special powers and have to kill vampires and things. Giles is my special trainer thing, called a watcher, and my friends are my scoobies."
"Scoobies!" yelled Hermione.
"Shut up," groaned Ron.
"Anyhow, the Watcher's council started this school for you. But someone's found out. They're giving away all the secrets, and if someone bad found out then there'd be a lot of trouble. So I'm here to stop them."
"So, someone is spying on us?" Asked Hermione. Buffy nodded.
"It must be Snape," Harry said. "This explains why he was following me the other day!"
"I don't know..." Buffy began.
"Don't listen to the Americans," Ginny Weasley said, popping up from her hiding place.
"I'm not American," Giles said defensively.
"Well, you sound it," Ginny said. Ron, Hermione and Harry were glaring at her. "I won't tell, I promise! Let me help," she begged.
"OK," said Willow, who slightly resembled Ginny with shorter hair. Ginny was thrilled.
Harry was adamant that Snape was the perpetrator, but Buffy wasn't sure. As Professor McGonagall announced dinner, they had yet to come to any reasonable conclusion.