author: Brandi Vincent
disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, nor Harry Potter. Joss Whedon and J.K. Rowling own their characters from their imaginary story.
title: Hogwarts and The Scoobies
chapter: 5 I Know what You did Last Month
recommended fanfictions: Paint the Stars In the Sky, The Seed of Good and Evil, I Hate Goblins!, Spike and I are in a Band
******Chapter 5: I Know what You did Last Month******
"Wake up, guys!" Anya said, shaking the three. They woke up lazily. Harry and Malfoy had a wet spot below them. Dawn didn't even want to know what caused it. "Hogsmeade today! Let's go to breakfast, we're almost late." They went down to breakfast and ate quickly.
******Hogsmeade******
"Why is Malfoy with Harry and Dawn?" Ron asked Hermione.
"Harry told me that Professor Summers made them spend the day together." Hermione replied.
"This is going to be tough."
"Tell me about it. Dawn told me that Harry and Malfoy had a wet dream."
"Harry... have a wet dream?"
"All boys do, Ron. And you can't say you haven't once yet."
Back to Harry.
"They opened a new shop." Harry said.
"Everybody knows that, Potter. It's called Witches Yearling." Malfoy replied.
"OK, let's go." Dawn said, going into a dimly lit cavern full of young teenagers. "Cool. Reminds me of The Bronze."
"The what?" Malfoy asked.
"Never mind." They sat down at the counter, and the bartender came to their side.
"Anything I can get you?" He asked. He was a middle-aged man. An average looking guy, really.
"Yea, two butter beers." Harry said, eyes blazed on Malfoy.
"Plan on winning her with beer, Potter?" Malfoy whispered to him.
"Uh, butter beer?" Dawn asked.
"It's good. Warms you from head to toe." Harry replied. The bartender came back with the two pints of butter beer. Dawn glanced at his name tag.
"Thanks, Josh." She said warmly.
"Well that's the first time all day anyone's ever called me that. Nice sign of respect." He smiled at her, then looked over at Harry. He turned from happy to shocked. "Why you're Harry Potter! Pleasure serving you! You know what, the beer's on me. Very nice, you two are." Then he looked over at Malfoy. His face turned again from happy to horrified. "Dr-Draco Malfoy. Didn't see you there. Here, have some money from the cash register. In fact, have it all." Josh started opening the cash register. Malfoy sneered evilly.
"That's OK, you keep it." He said.
"Wow Malfoy, didn't know you had that in you." Harry remarked. Dawn was confused. What was this all about? Was Draco's father in the Mob or something?
"Hey, there's Ron and Hermione!" Harry pointed out. The other two were sitting at one end of the dark place. Harry started getting up, until Dawn pulled him down.
"Harry, I wouldn't go over there if I were you." She said, looking over at Ron and Hermione.
"Why?" He asked.
"That's why." Dawn said, then turning away. Harry saw what she meant right away. Ron and Hermione were kissing.
"That's a pretty picture for ya." Malfoy said, disgusted.
"Maybe we should go." Offered Dawn.
"No way. Now I'll be the first to see him kiss someone besides his mum." Harry said, relaxing in his seat.
"Well I'm not keeping this at hide." Malfoy said.
******Back at Hogwarts******
Anya was talking to Harry and Dawn excitedly.
"I saw so much! It was so fun! And look Dawn, blood flavored lollipops for Spike. Let's see if we can get him to eat chocolate covered caterpillars." Anya exclaimed. It was late at night, tomorrow would be another school day. But Anya didn't want to end the weekend. "OK, I just can't stand Professor Snape. If you all help me, I'll do a spell to make the whole school sick so we don't have to go to class tomorrow, or just Snape."
"As much of fun that sounds, Anya, I'll sit that one out." Dawn said.
"You two suck. I'm suffering here, and you can't help me out?" Anya asked. They were walking to her room.
"Welcome to my world." Harry said. They passed another corridor and near a closet. The door opened swiftly and a hand came out, putting it over Dawn's mouth and pulling her in. Nobody else noticed. The door closed silently. The hand let go and a candle lit up, appearing the handsome; pale face of Draco Malfoy.
"Were you waiting there the whole time or is this closet your hide out?" Dawn asked.
"Just saw you walking down the corridor and slipped in this closet, since Potter would have to object about something." Malfoy replied, leaning against the wall.
"Well, not to be rude, but what do you want?" Malfoy leaned into Dawn, having them face to face, lips barely apart.
"You." He said softly, brushing his fingers through her hair. Dawn took a deep though unneeded breathe. "Dawn, you know I like you. But you also know Potter does too. So I can offer you something he can't. Warmth, need, comfort, safety. Potter can't, he's in Gryffindor. He's also the one that Voldemort is specifically looking for most of the time. But I'm not. I'm safe. I'm strong. I can give you more attention than he can." Malfoy whispered in her ear, brushing his lips softly against her warm neck. "What can Potter give you? A broom stick? I can offer you more, Dawn. Think about it." Dawn thought hard. But her thoughts were interrupted by Malfoy's tender, warm lips against hers. Then he pulled away. "Think about it." He said and slipped quickly out of the door. She didn't hear it, but when she came out, he was gone, nowhere around the corners. She started walking around a corner but ran into somebody.
"What's up?" Harry asked her.
******Gryffindor Common Room******
"That's odd. Dawn hardly spoke when we were coming back." Harry told Ron and Hermione. Hermione was busy reading a book on Happets, doing her homework. Ron hadn't bothered, he was too busy blowing his quill in the air, laying back on a chair.
"What's that Harry?" He asked absent mindedly.
"Never mind." Then Harry remembered something. "Hey, guys, you didn't happen to be at this new place at Hogsmeade called Witches Yearling, did you?" He asked, trying hard to be curious. Ron and Hermione looked at each other, stopping from their... studies.
"What makes you say that?" Ron asked nervously.
"Oh, nothing. But I was just there before. Great place. Dancing, drinking, kissing." Harry replied.
"You know!" Hermione gasped. "Swear not to tell!"
"I know, I'm not telling. But good luck stopping Malfoy." Harry replied. Ron and Hermione glanced at each other, wide eyes.
"Why didn't you put a hex on him or something??" Ron shrieked.
"Ron, how many times have I done a spell on Malfoy? And he still is a horrible, disgusting jerk?" Harry asked. Hermione just sighed.
"Oh well. Who cares? We're teenagers of the 21st century. Somebody ot to start it out good." She said, looking back down a her book. Harry and Ron were both shocked by her answer, but didn't add anything to it.
"Too bad school's tomorrow." Harry said. "Wish I would've went along with Anyanca's plan and put the whole school out sick." Ron looked at him, staring and in thought.
"Wait wait wait, rewind back a bit." He said, grinning mischievously.
******Anya's Room******
Somebody knocked on Anya's door. She answered it, and there was Ron and Harry.
"Yea boys?" She asked, letting them in.
"Remember when you suggested to get the whole school sick?" Harry asked.
"Change of heart? What is it? Homework? Teachers? Boredom? Embarrassment?" Anya asked.
"All of the above." Ron said, sneering. "Besides, everyone would love another day off." Anya grinned, getting out her wand and a book, flipping through the pages.
******Later******
Actually, the rest of the month the whole school was sick. Nobody had a clue on how it had all started. But they were all ordered to stay in bed and get well. But Ron and Harry knew. Though they didn't expect it to last this long. The HUGE spell said that it was only temporary and lasted up to a week max. It took a lot of Ron, Harry, and Anya's energy just to do that spell. So Ron and Harry were glad for the extra couple of weeks. Along with the Professors, Willow had meant to tell Buffy something very important about her blood, but never got the chance that month. Dumbledore knew what happened. Maybe the only one that knew why the whole school was sick. But he let it slide, because Harry had saved the school from a disastrous ending about twice. So that made it even. And since of the huge absence, Dumbledore decided to throw a Halloween party as a welcome back instead of the usual feast.
The school, except Hermione, were all away from their studies until Halloween. miraculously, they all became better by Halloween from their fevers. It was Halloween vacation, and everyone was back to normal and buzzing around like always.
"I think that wasn't supposed to happen." Ron told Harry at lunch that Halloween.
"Well, on the plus side, no Malfoy spreading rumors." Harry implied.
"I can't believe that happened to everyone! Don't you think that's a bit odd?" Hermione asked.
"No." Ron and Harry said quickly together.
"Hey, the dance is tonight! Maybe you should ask Dawn out." Ron suggested.
"I don't know. What about Malfoy?" Harry shuddered at the thought.
"Then get to her first! Go!" Ron said.
"Later." Harry said, glancing at Dawn. "After lunch."
"Well if you're not going to say anything, I will." Ron said, getting up and heading towards the Slytherin table. Ignoring the insults, he went up to Dawn.
"Hey Dawn, Harry's too shy to ask but he wants to know if you want to go to the Halloween Dance tonight." Ron said, not even breaking a sweat.
"So what did she say?" Harry asked anxiously when Ron came back.
"She said yea. So, Hermione, will THIS year be too busy for you?" Ron turned to Hermione. Hermione kissed him on the cheek.
"Of course." She answered. Ron was quite shocked by the answer.
"G-great!" Ron was very excited about the dance now.
******Slytherin Common Room******
Dawn was sitting down on a chair, reading her book, Demon in My View when Spunky came flying in.
"Hi Spunky." Dawn greeted warmly, taking the note off of his foot.
Dawn,
Guess what? I talked with Tara and she has this spell that can allow you to have electricity in Hogwarts! What I mean is, she can put a spell on your cd player and it like, is magic or something proof. You know, because Hogwarts can't have electricity because of the power and magic combining and so it doesn't work. But I can have my little mini portable TV thing now! Anyways, who are you going with to the dance? OK, I want you to know something. I already told Tara, but, uh, I like Spike. And I just can't get him away! He's like this thing! Remember when I said I killed that girl? He tried forcing me not to tell the police back at Sunnydale. So... I just don't know what to do. What should I do?? Anyways, Harry came up to me today and confessed about the whole school being sick thing. But I didn't punish him. He already seemed depressed enough about not seeing you for some months. Probably forgot how pretty you look. Write back ASAP.
Buffy
Buffy,
Tara can?? Cool! But I think I know what you should do with Spike. I'll tell him to ask you to the dance so you won't have to ask. Consider it a favor. And you better say yes! I don't care what you say! And I knew there was something odd going on with the school... And, um, Ron said at lunch that Harry wants to take me to the dance. I said yes. What will I tell Draco if he asks??
Dawn
Dawn tied the letter to Spunky's foot and he flew away with dignity. Dawn felt very warm and loved inside, and started reading again. Quietly, someone stepped up behind Dawn and put their hands over her eyes.
"Guess who." A deep, sexy voice asked.
"Neville Longbottom." She knew it was Malfoy, she just wanted to get him going.
"Longbottom??" Malfoy asked, stunned and sat in front of her.
"Hi Draco." Dawn looked up from her book and smiled.
"Unless Potter already asked, mind going to the dance with me beautiful?" He took her hand and kissed it. Dawn felt awfully guilty.
"I'm really sorry, Draco. But Harry did already ask me at lunch." Dawn explained. But Malfoy tried not getting mad. He kept a good straight, warm face.
"Understandable. I should have known he would have already asked."
"You know I would if he hadn't already asked."
"I know. I'm going for a walk around." Draco got up and walked away smoothly, snapping his fingers at Crabbe and Goyle, not even looking at them, and walked out of the common room with them following behind. Dawn could only stare. What's up with Malfoy? He seemed a little to sly about it...
******The Library******
"Hey Buffy, can we talk?" Willow asked as Buffy came wandering in.
"What's up?" She asked, tinkering around with the things on Willow's desk.
"It's, uh, about Hogwarts and your parents." Willow started getting frustrated and anxious with it all.
"What?" Buffy looked up.
"You know why Dawn was accepted into Slytherin?"
"Because of the sorting hat, duh."
"No, not just that. Well, I'm not saying Slytherin is horrible and evil, but Dawn is the hell mouth key and all right?"
"Yea?"
"And not just that. Only pure bloods go in Slytherin."
"She's not pure blood."
"Are you so sure?"
"Are you saying I'm a pure blood too?"
"There's a whole family line of your wizarding family, Buffy."
"I never went to Hogwarts when I was little."
"That's because your mom and dad didn't want you to go. They wanted you to have a normal life. They were in Slytherin as well."
"You mean I got an inventation and everything, but they hid it from me?"
"And sent a letter back to Dumbledore saying they want no part in it."
"So that means I can do magic?"
"Yes."
"Cool! I want a wand!" Willow frowned and looked down. "Oh yea, sorry Willow. It's just that, wow. I'm a pure blood. But that doesn't give you the right to do magic, you know."
"I know."
"Good." Buffy was about to leave when Spunky flew in. "Hi Spunky! Who's the cute little owl?" Buffy cooed and snatched the letter from him. She read it in her head. "Oh no. She didn't. She's going to make me."
"What?"
"Ooh! No she did not! Gotta go Willow, see you later." Buffy ran out with Spunky still flying around Willow's red head.
"Stop it Spunky! AH!" Willow ran around as the owl tried pecking at her hair.
//WHO DO YOU LIKE BETTER? D/H OR D/D? REVIEW YOUR ANSWER!//
******To be Continued******
Next Chapter of Hogwart's and The Scoobies: Malfoy does something bad to Harry and Buffy has no choice but to go to the dance with Spike. Like I said before, Dumbledore forces Xander to go back to Defense Against the Dark Arts and Xander begs to differ.
author's note: SORRY! It took me too long to update because my sisters got into a fight and I tried breaking it up but it turns out I hurt one by accident so I'm being punished with no computer! My mom knows how much I love to write so she's letting me on right now. Bye!
disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, nor Harry Potter. Joss Whedon and J.K. Rowling own their characters from their imaginary story.
title: Hogwarts and The Scoobies
chapter: 5 I Know what You did Last Month
recommended fanfictions: Paint the Stars In the Sky, The Seed of Good and Evil, I Hate Goblins!, Spike and I are in a Band
******Chapter 5: I Know what You did Last Month******
"Wake up, guys!" Anya said, shaking the three. They woke up lazily. Harry and Malfoy had a wet spot below them. Dawn didn't even want to know what caused it. "Hogsmeade today! Let's go to breakfast, we're almost late." They went down to breakfast and ate quickly.
******Hogsmeade******
"Why is Malfoy with Harry and Dawn?" Ron asked Hermione.
"Harry told me that Professor Summers made them spend the day together." Hermione replied.
"This is going to be tough."
"Tell me about it. Dawn told me that Harry and Malfoy had a wet dream."
"Harry... have a wet dream?"
"All boys do, Ron. And you can't say you haven't once yet."
Back to Harry.
"They opened a new shop." Harry said.
"Everybody knows that, Potter. It's called Witches Yearling." Malfoy replied.
"OK, let's go." Dawn said, going into a dimly lit cavern full of young teenagers. "Cool. Reminds me of The Bronze."
"The what?" Malfoy asked.
"Never mind." They sat down at the counter, and the bartender came to their side.
"Anything I can get you?" He asked. He was a middle-aged man. An average looking guy, really.
"Yea, two butter beers." Harry said, eyes blazed on Malfoy.
"Plan on winning her with beer, Potter?" Malfoy whispered to him.
"Uh, butter beer?" Dawn asked.
"It's good. Warms you from head to toe." Harry replied. The bartender came back with the two pints of butter beer. Dawn glanced at his name tag.
"Thanks, Josh." She said warmly.
"Well that's the first time all day anyone's ever called me that. Nice sign of respect." He smiled at her, then looked over at Harry. He turned from happy to shocked. "Why you're Harry Potter! Pleasure serving you! You know what, the beer's on me. Very nice, you two are." Then he looked over at Malfoy. His face turned again from happy to horrified. "Dr-Draco Malfoy. Didn't see you there. Here, have some money from the cash register. In fact, have it all." Josh started opening the cash register. Malfoy sneered evilly.
"That's OK, you keep it." He said.
"Wow Malfoy, didn't know you had that in you." Harry remarked. Dawn was confused. What was this all about? Was Draco's father in the Mob or something?
"Hey, there's Ron and Hermione!" Harry pointed out. The other two were sitting at one end of the dark place. Harry started getting up, until Dawn pulled him down.
"Harry, I wouldn't go over there if I were you." She said, looking over at Ron and Hermione.
"Why?" He asked.
"That's why." Dawn said, then turning away. Harry saw what she meant right away. Ron and Hermione were kissing.
"That's a pretty picture for ya." Malfoy said, disgusted.
"Maybe we should go." Offered Dawn.
"No way. Now I'll be the first to see him kiss someone besides his mum." Harry said, relaxing in his seat.
"Well I'm not keeping this at hide." Malfoy said.
******Back at Hogwarts******
Anya was talking to Harry and Dawn excitedly.
"I saw so much! It was so fun! And look Dawn, blood flavored lollipops for Spike. Let's see if we can get him to eat chocolate covered caterpillars." Anya exclaimed. It was late at night, tomorrow would be another school day. But Anya didn't want to end the weekend. "OK, I just can't stand Professor Snape. If you all help me, I'll do a spell to make the whole school sick so we don't have to go to class tomorrow, or just Snape."
"As much of fun that sounds, Anya, I'll sit that one out." Dawn said.
"You two suck. I'm suffering here, and you can't help me out?" Anya asked. They were walking to her room.
"Welcome to my world." Harry said. They passed another corridor and near a closet. The door opened swiftly and a hand came out, putting it over Dawn's mouth and pulling her in. Nobody else noticed. The door closed silently. The hand let go and a candle lit up, appearing the handsome; pale face of Draco Malfoy.
"Were you waiting there the whole time or is this closet your hide out?" Dawn asked.
"Just saw you walking down the corridor and slipped in this closet, since Potter would have to object about something." Malfoy replied, leaning against the wall.
"Well, not to be rude, but what do you want?" Malfoy leaned into Dawn, having them face to face, lips barely apart.
"You." He said softly, brushing his fingers through her hair. Dawn took a deep though unneeded breathe. "Dawn, you know I like you. But you also know Potter does too. So I can offer you something he can't. Warmth, need, comfort, safety. Potter can't, he's in Gryffindor. He's also the one that Voldemort is specifically looking for most of the time. But I'm not. I'm safe. I'm strong. I can give you more attention than he can." Malfoy whispered in her ear, brushing his lips softly against her warm neck. "What can Potter give you? A broom stick? I can offer you more, Dawn. Think about it." Dawn thought hard. But her thoughts were interrupted by Malfoy's tender, warm lips against hers. Then he pulled away. "Think about it." He said and slipped quickly out of the door. She didn't hear it, but when she came out, he was gone, nowhere around the corners. She started walking around a corner but ran into somebody.
"What's up?" Harry asked her.
******Gryffindor Common Room******
"That's odd. Dawn hardly spoke when we were coming back." Harry told Ron and Hermione. Hermione was busy reading a book on Happets, doing her homework. Ron hadn't bothered, he was too busy blowing his quill in the air, laying back on a chair.
"What's that Harry?" He asked absent mindedly.
"Never mind." Then Harry remembered something. "Hey, guys, you didn't happen to be at this new place at Hogsmeade called Witches Yearling, did you?" He asked, trying hard to be curious. Ron and Hermione looked at each other, stopping from their... studies.
"What makes you say that?" Ron asked nervously.
"Oh, nothing. But I was just there before. Great place. Dancing, drinking, kissing." Harry replied.
"You know!" Hermione gasped. "Swear not to tell!"
"I know, I'm not telling. But good luck stopping Malfoy." Harry replied. Ron and Hermione glanced at each other, wide eyes.
"Why didn't you put a hex on him or something??" Ron shrieked.
"Ron, how many times have I done a spell on Malfoy? And he still is a horrible, disgusting jerk?" Harry asked. Hermione just sighed.
"Oh well. Who cares? We're teenagers of the 21st century. Somebody ot to start it out good." She said, looking back down a her book. Harry and Ron were both shocked by her answer, but didn't add anything to it.
"Too bad school's tomorrow." Harry said. "Wish I would've went along with Anyanca's plan and put the whole school out sick." Ron looked at him, staring and in thought.
"Wait wait wait, rewind back a bit." He said, grinning mischievously.
******Anya's Room******
Somebody knocked on Anya's door. She answered it, and there was Ron and Harry.
"Yea boys?" She asked, letting them in.
"Remember when you suggested to get the whole school sick?" Harry asked.
"Change of heart? What is it? Homework? Teachers? Boredom? Embarrassment?" Anya asked.
"All of the above." Ron said, sneering. "Besides, everyone would love another day off." Anya grinned, getting out her wand and a book, flipping through the pages.
******Later******
Actually, the rest of the month the whole school was sick. Nobody had a clue on how it had all started. But they were all ordered to stay in bed and get well. But Ron and Harry knew. Though they didn't expect it to last this long. The HUGE spell said that it was only temporary and lasted up to a week max. It took a lot of Ron, Harry, and Anya's energy just to do that spell. So Ron and Harry were glad for the extra couple of weeks. Along with the Professors, Willow had meant to tell Buffy something very important about her blood, but never got the chance that month. Dumbledore knew what happened. Maybe the only one that knew why the whole school was sick. But he let it slide, because Harry had saved the school from a disastrous ending about twice. So that made it even. And since of the huge absence, Dumbledore decided to throw a Halloween party as a welcome back instead of the usual feast.
The school, except Hermione, were all away from their studies until Halloween. miraculously, they all became better by Halloween from their fevers. It was Halloween vacation, and everyone was back to normal and buzzing around like always.
"I think that wasn't supposed to happen." Ron told Harry at lunch that Halloween.
"Well, on the plus side, no Malfoy spreading rumors." Harry implied.
"I can't believe that happened to everyone! Don't you think that's a bit odd?" Hermione asked.
"No." Ron and Harry said quickly together.
"Hey, the dance is tonight! Maybe you should ask Dawn out." Ron suggested.
"I don't know. What about Malfoy?" Harry shuddered at the thought.
"Then get to her first! Go!" Ron said.
"Later." Harry said, glancing at Dawn. "After lunch."
"Well if you're not going to say anything, I will." Ron said, getting up and heading towards the Slytherin table. Ignoring the insults, he went up to Dawn.
"Hey Dawn, Harry's too shy to ask but he wants to know if you want to go to the Halloween Dance tonight." Ron said, not even breaking a sweat.
"So what did she say?" Harry asked anxiously when Ron came back.
"She said yea. So, Hermione, will THIS year be too busy for you?" Ron turned to Hermione. Hermione kissed him on the cheek.
"Of course." She answered. Ron was quite shocked by the answer.
"G-great!" Ron was very excited about the dance now.
******Slytherin Common Room******
Dawn was sitting down on a chair, reading her book, Demon in My View when Spunky came flying in.
"Hi Spunky." Dawn greeted warmly, taking the note off of his foot.
Dawn,
Guess what? I talked with Tara and she has this spell that can allow you to have electricity in Hogwarts! What I mean is, she can put a spell on your cd player and it like, is magic or something proof. You know, because Hogwarts can't have electricity because of the power and magic combining and so it doesn't work. But I can have my little mini portable TV thing now! Anyways, who are you going with to the dance? OK, I want you to know something. I already told Tara, but, uh, I like Spike. And I just can't get him away! He's like this thing! Remember when I said I killed that girl? He tried forcing me not to tell the police back at Sunnydale. So... I just don't know what to do. What should I do?? Anyways, Harry came up to me today and confessed about the whole school being sick thing. But I didn't punish him. He already seemed depressed enough about not seeing you for some months. Probably forgot how pretty you look. Write back ASAP.
Buffy
Buffy,
Tara can?? Cool! But I think I know what you should do with Spike. I'll tell him to ask you to the dance so you won't have to ask. Consider it a favor. And you better say yes! I don't care what you say! And I knew there was something odd going on with the school... And, um, Ron said at lunch that Harry wants to take me to the dance. I said yes. What will I tell Draco if he asks??
Dawn
Dawn tied the letter to Spunky's foot and he flew away with dignity. Dawn felt very warm and loved inside, and started reading again. Quietly, someone stepped up behind Dawn and put their hands over her eyes.
"Guess who." A deep, sexy voice asked.
"Neville Longbottom." She knew it was Malfoy, she just wanted to get him going.
"Longbottom??" Malfoy asked, stunned and sat in front of her.
"Hi Draco." Dawn looked up from her book and smiled.
"Unless Potter already asked, mind going to the dance with me beautiful?" He took her hand and kissed it. Dawn felt awfully guilty.
"I'm really sorry, Draco. But Harry did already ask me at lunch." Dawn explained. But Malfoy tried not getting mad. He kept a good straight, warm face.
"Understandable. I should have known he would have already asked."
"You know I would if he hadn't already asked."
"I know. I'm going for a walk around." Draco got up and walked away smoothly, snapping his fingers at Crabbe and Goyle, not even looking at them, and walked out of the common room with them following behind. Dawn could only stare. What's up with Malfoy? He seemed a little to sly about it...
******The Library******
"Hey Buffy, can we talk?" Willow asked as Buffy came wandering in.
"What's up?" She asked, tinkering around with the things on Willow's desk.
"It's, uh, about Hogwarts and your parents." Willow started getting frustrated and anxious with it all.
"What?" Buffy looked up.
"You know why Dawn was accepted into Slytherin?"
"Because of the sorting hat, duh."
"No, not just that. Well, I'm not saying Slytherin is horrible and evil, but Dawn is the hell mouth key and all right?"
"Yea?"
"And not just that. Only pure bloods go in Slytherin."
"She's not pure blood."
"Are you so sure?"
"Are you saying I'm a pure blood too?"
"There's a whole family line of your wizarding family, Buffy."
"I never went to Hogwarts when I was little."
"That's because your mom and dad didn't want you to go. They wanted you to have a normal life. They were in Slytherin as well."
"You mean I got an inventation and everything, but they hid it from me?"
"And sent a letter back to Dumbledore saying they want no part in it."
"So that means I can do magic?"
"Yes."
"Cool! I want a wand!" Willow frowned and looked down. "Oh yea, sorry Willow. It's just that, wow. I'm a pure blood. But that doesn't give you the right to do magic, you know."
"I know."
"Good." Buffy was about to leave when Spunky flew in. "Hi Spunky! Who's the cute little owl?" Buffy cooed and snatched the letter from him. She read it in her head. "Oh no. She didn't. She's going to make me."
"What?"
"Ooh! No she did not! Gotta go Willow, see you later." Buffy ran out with Spunky still flying around Willow's red head.
"Stop it Spunky! AH!" Willow ran around as the owl tried pecking at her hair.
//WHO DO YOU LIKE BETTER? D/H OR D/D? REVIEW YOUR ANSWER!//
******To be Continued******
Next Chapter of Hogwart's and The Scoobies: Malfoy does something bad to Harry and Buffy has no choice but to go to the dance with Spike. Like I said before, Dumbledore forces Xander to go back to Defense Against the Dark Arts and Xander begs to differ.
author's note: SORRY! It took me too long to update because my sisters got into a fight and I tried breaking it up but it turns out I hurt one by accident so I'm being punished with no computer! My mom knows how much I love to write so she's letting me on right now. Bye!