Thank-you to those that reviewed!!! It really helps to know somebody is reading. Now on to the story. Also please note I am not British so there will be some "Americanisms" in the story. I have a few friends that are British so there will be some British stuff as well. I hope I don't mess it up too badly.

Disclaimer: See First Chapter

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The beginning Jo thought Yes I suppose that is the best place to start. Jo took a breath "Well the beginning, huh? Well I suppose that would be the best place to start," she said more to herself then to Harry. "Ok" she took a deep breath and began to tell Harry about her earliest memories starting from the bits and pieces she remembered from the accident that killed the people she was supposed to stay with to her time in foster care. "Since I was little weird things always seemed to happened around me. I would get mad or frightened and thing would shake or things would break. It made staying in foster care difficult, no family wanted to keep me for long and I was shuffled around for a while. Then one family that was in some sort of cult or something decided to cure me and remove the darkness or demon possessing me. They locked me in their basement with only a mattress on the floor. I got a blanket and there was only a small sink, a toilet and no electricity. The only light I had came from a small window that was about 8in x 11in. I got meals once every day that was mainly bread and water, holy water actually I found out later and bread had been blessed or it was those thingy's they use in church I am not sure what they are called."

He just nodded "I know what you are talking about but the Dursleys didn't take me to church or anything like that so I don't know the name of them either."

Jo sighed nodding and then she continued "I guess they figured that if I was weak enough the demon would leave me only they didn't want me to die so they fed me but they fed me food that was blessed hoping to drive the demon from my body."

"How old were you?" Harry asked

"I was like 8 I guess when I went to stay with them and I didn't get to leave until just before I turned ten. I didn't really know for sure how old I was until we got our letter from mom. Everything was destroyed in the accident they didn't know when my birthday was or anything not even my real name. Anyway as I was saying they were hoping to make the demon leave me but it never worked. They left me locked up there for so long it had some pretty drastic side effects."

"Side effects?" Harry asked looking curious

"Yeah, you would think being in the dark like that I would be blind as a bat or something but it is just the opposite. Because they left me there so long all of my senses are heightened. You know like when a person looses their hearing or sight the others make up for it by becoming stronger. Only all of mine did that even taste although it is not as strong as the rest. I thought I was going to go crazy everything was so loud all the time, I could smell things and the light would be so bright and it was nighttime. I kept telling myself that I was going to end up in some institution somewhere. Finally right before I turned 10 I was saved so to speak."

"What happened?"

Jo gave a small smile and pulled her knees up to her chest "I found out that the monsters that live under the bed are real."

"Huh?"

Jo sighed, "I was saved by a bunch of vampires that somehow got invited into the house and they killed the people I was staying with. They almost found me but the slayer and her buddies chased them off. They found me in that basement and almost took me back to foster care until they found out about the trouble I was having. They knew nobody would want me. The slayer's watcher managed to get a bunch of books and things for me that helped me understand what happened. He even managed to get some people that have 1 or 2 heighten senses to help me." Jo paused for a moment looking a Harry who looked slightly confused

"I don't understand I mean so you can see, hear, smell, etc better then most people but what is so hard about that."

Jo took a deep breath "Because while most people that develop heightened senses most of theirs aren't considered hyperactive"

"Hyperactive?"

"Yes, it is some scale they use. I went to some doctor that poked at me until I promised to kick him in the crotch so hard that he would never have children." Taking a deep breath "Anyway he told me the according to whatever this scale is that they use my senses range between 21-25 and taste being the lowest at 15 which is just in the range of being hyperactive. Which means I see, hear smell, etc a lot better then most people. But when it first started I was hearing things and it was so loud and after I got outta that basement when I was allowed better clothes even the softest silk would feel like sandpaper. It took a bit to get things under control. I would be walking along and all of a sudden the people down the block were screaming and they were talking normally. Or the light just became so bright I was blinded and it would be a night-light. Or like I said the softest clothes I was wearing all of a sudden felt like sandpaper. I was just getting pretty good control of things when fate decided to play a cruel trick on me and give me a job to do." Jo said with a sarcastic grin.

"A job?"

"Yeah if I figured things out correctly the day you got your letter from Hogwarts is the same day our birthday that fate decided to gift with being a slayer."

"A Slayer!?" Harry sat straight up on the couch

"Yes, a slayer."
"But you said there is a slayer at the Hellmouth now. I did some looking and there isn't much about slayers but what I did find it said there is only one." Harry looking worried thinking back to all the stuff he read about the Hellmouth and not liking it one bit that his sister is fighting that stuff.

"That's true but I found out later that I wasn't really chosen to be a slayer I was chosen to be something more. Getting slayer abilities was only the beginning."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked again confused

"Well it would seem that the Fates or the Powers or whatever you want to call them decided to chose me to be their warrior."

"What?!"

Jo gave a small smirk at Harry's outburst "Yes, while the First Evil has their warriors so do the Powers of Good. They originally were going to use the current slayer and Angel but they decided not to. After Buffy, the current slayer, came back from whatever realm her spirit was thrown into when she fought Glory she was bitter and cold. And Angel lost control over his demon a while back that they decided it was too dangerous to have him as their Chosen warrior." Jo paused for a moment and took a sip of water

Harry reached out and snagged a cookie from the table taking a bite trying to process all that his sister said. It appeared that they both had their own share of fights and battles ahead of them. Then remembering the last task of the tournament something Jo said caught his attention. "Spirit realm? What did you mean by that?"

"Huh?" she looked confused for a moment "Oh, well in the last fight against Glory, she managed to break the wards surrounding her our realm that she was banished from but she used so much power that she opened many other doorways as well. The only way to close them was for Buffy to jump into the vortex Glory opened. This ripped Buffy's spirit away from her and threw it into another and her body was left here. Everybody thought she was dead."

"Then how did she get back?"

"Oh one of the witches not the kind you have at Hogwarts but one that practices Wicca magic brought her back. Thinking that they brought her back from the dead. But I am sure you know that there is no spell to bring back the dead once they cross to the Halls of the Dead."

"Halls of the Dead?"

"Yeah the place all of the dead end up. All the dead from each realm go there once they die. From what I have learned there are many different realms but all the dead go to these Halls of the Dead. Depending on your beliefs or realm the Halls look different. Some will have Elvin things others may have human things and so on. I am sure there is one that even has the persona of Hades and one has Lucifer. I bet there is even one that has carved over the gates an inscription that ends in Abandon all hope ye who enter through here and one that had Charon the boatman and a three headed dog call Cerberus."

Harry laughed at this thinking of Hagrid's dog Fluffy.

"What?" Jo asked

"Nothing its just I have seen a three headed dog only he wasn't guarding the gates to the underworld and he was called Fluffy."

"Fluffy?" Jo asked incredulously "What kind of a name is that for a three headed dog?"

"That's what I thought too. Don't worry when its my turn to talk I will tell you all about Fluffy" Harry said grinning seeing that Jo really wanted to hear that story

Jo grinned, "In other words keep talking" she gave a small laugh "Ok. Well anyways the Powers decided the make me their warrior but I have to learn a lot. So I have been spending lots of time in other realms and such learning fighting and some magic. I haven't learned the same kind you use I was hoping maybe you could teach me some." She said looking at Harry

Harry nodded "I can try charms and some transfiguration. The history stuff is boring and divination is just a crap anyways"

"That's ok I get enough history lessons and divination I have enough of that with the dreams I get sometimes and I don't like tea anyways," she said smirking

Harry snorted at that comment "Potions is not my best but I could try and we would need to get you a wand"

 "Potions might come it handy in some situations. As far as a wand well we might have to make a short trip back so I can get one. But I don't want to stay too long it we don't have to there are some things going on in earth that I need to avoid right now."

"What do you mean?"

"That is still part of the story I am getting there. Lets see where was I? Oh yes, I have been spending time learning things but thanks to the elves here and the charmed necklace they gave me I don't age any differently then if I was on earth. Anyway I have been doing pretty much the same things as a slayer does mostly to put into practice what I have learned so far. Until last year that is then I had to start hiding some."

"Why is that?"

"Because Faith the other slayer died or was killed. See there really are 2 slayers only I am not one of them. Buffy did actually die once and was brought back with CPR but in all truth she was dead and so another slayer was chosen. Only after Buffy was revived she still had her powers because once they are given they cannot be taken away. Once a slayer always a slayer I guess. Anyway another was a called Kendra was her name well she was also killed so the next girl was called. Faith she was a good slayer until she decided to walk the dark path for a while. She and Buffy fought and Faith ended up in a coma. Faith was killed just after the beginning of your last school year and the Watcher's Council went looking for the new slayer and they did some magic or something and they came up with me being the new slayer. They refuse to believe that I am not and I have a different job. They have been searching for me endlessly to get their grubby little paws on me and train me to be a proper slayer."

"Proper slayer?"

"Yeah a mindless killer of demons and such. Not asking questions just following orders never thinking for myself. Cut off from the world having no family or friends just my watcher to train me, etc. So I have been hiding for the last few months either in other realms or on earth."

"But with that magic they used didn't it point to anybody else?"

"Yeah, but it seems I am stronger so they want me" Jo said smirking "My only hope is to make it too hard to find me and they will give up trying to get me and find the real slayer. Well that was the first 14 years of my life what about yours?" she said giving him a grin

Harry grinned back "I have one question?"

"Just one?" she said raising an eyebrow

"Well one for now anyways. You talked about these powers choosing you to be their warrior but you also talked about them picking two before. Did they decide to only pick one or is their another they want"

Jo looked at Harry for a long moment "You are thinking it may be you aren't you?"

Harry merely nodded

"Don't worry Harry I don't think it is you. From the history I have learned so far they don't pick their warriors that way. You have enough to deal with anyways with Voldemort."

Harry looked wide-eyed at her for a moment she actually said his name

"What?" Jo looking confused

"You said his name"

"So?"

"Nobody ever says his name"
"What do you mean they don't say his name. Are they so afraid to say his name?"

"I guess I don't know"

Jo just stared at him for a moment and shrugged. "Anyway I don't think they would pick you for this job. They try to pick those people that their souls compliment each other. Something like bonded or soul mate type thing."

"Oh" Harry said secretly glad.

"I know you are most likely glad because you have enough with the Boy-Who-Lived stuff anyways. Well Fate has a strange sense of humor they give the future of the wizarding world to you and the rest to me. I wonder what our family did that we get such prestigious jobs," Jo said giving a small chuckle.

Harry snorted and shook his head "I don't know but it seems rather unfair. You have more to do then I do"

"Oh, but you forget I am supposed to get help. I just don't know who it is yet."

"No idea at all, huh?" looking up at Jo seeing her shake her head "Any hopes?"

Jo gave a small grin "I had thought maybe Negaan but his eyes are the wrong color"

"Huh?"

"Well when I was stuck in that basement I used to dream that my knight in shining armor would come and save me and no matter what he looked like he always had silver/gray eyes. So I have a secret hope that whoever is chosen will have eyes of the same color. But in the end it doesn't really matter what I want does it?"

"I suppose not." Harry said sighing and then going on "Well I guess it is my turn now?"

Jo grinned sitting up a little straighter. Harry did the same and started at the beginning and told Jo everything about his time with the Dursleys and going to school at Hogwarts. He told her about his adventures he had every year and about Sirius, he assumed that he was Jo's godfather as well. Then he told her something that even Ron and Hermione did not know that he was actually friends with Draco Malfoy.

"In our third year toward the end we became friends. I am not really sure how it happened but we were both walking around at night one time after curfew and met in the halls. Filch was roaming around and we didn't want to get caught so we ducked into a room I saw on the Marauders map. We traded insults for a bit and then he just came out and asked me if I hated him. I couldn't really answer that I did I just disliked him a lot. He asked me why and I told him it was because of the way he always acted and put people down and thought he was above everybody else. He told me that it was just that I still remember what he said 'Its just that Potter and act if I don't act that way in front of people then they will know that my father is not a bad person. He has been hoping all along that Voldemort won't come back. Everything he has done is because he is trying to keep me from having to take the Dark Mark and make the mistake he made.' I almost fainted right there. At first I didn't believe him, I thought it was some trick but I took another look at his face and for some reason I could tell he was telling me the truth. We decided that night to try again. We started from that point on and did not think about the previous two years. Our friendship started from that point, oh we still had to keep up appearances in public but we met many times just to talk and listen to each other. It really helped this last year with the tournament."

"What was up with that you told me in one letter that you were glad you were not old enough and then in the next letter you are in the tournament." Jo asked curiously.

"Someone else put my name in the cup. And as I was saying being friends with Draco really helped this last year. I mean Ron and I have been best friends since first year but even he thought I cheated somehow and put my name in the cup. But Draco didn't he just asked the first time I talked to him after my name came from the cup 'Who was the bloody git that put your name in that cup? And what are we going to do to keep you alive to the end?'  In a way he is more of a true friend then Ron. I didn't even have to say I didn't put my name in the cup or have to convince him he just knew right off. I had told the Headmaster that I didn't put my name in the cup and the headmaster and Hagrid believed me along with Hermione but Ron didn't at first. I felt so good when Draco said that, I knew then that he truly was my friend. Then when we were getting ready for the last task and he helped me more then Hermione did, with the hexes anyways. I felt bad at the end of the year he came into our compartment on the train and made some snide remarks and we hexed him, Crabbe and Goyle but I know he will understand we have to keep up the game so to speak. I didn't really hex him anyways I was aiming for Crabbe."

Jo just smiled and asked, "So what was that tournament?"

Harry paled a little he didn't really want to talk about it but they had agreed to not leave anything out so he told her about the different tasks. When he got to the last one he almost started crying but he managed to hold it back.

Jo looked at him sharply as he told about the last task and after he was done she gazed at him for a bit then she said "You think it was your fault Cedric was killed don't you?" she paused looking at him when he didn't say anything she continued "And you feel it is your fault that Voldemort is back." This was a statement not a question "Harry listen to me, I know nothing I say will make you feel better but I am going to say this anyway. The only way that boy's death could have been your fault would have been if you knew that cup was a port key. As far as Voldemort coming back that is not your fault. I know you said that crazy teacher predicted it and you letting that little rat go may have helped it a bit.  But you didn't know and I believe you did the right thing in not letting those two kill him that night. You said you stopped them because you believe our father would not want them to become killers and I think you are right. From what you have told me and what I saw in those photos I believe you are right. Our father did not look like the person that would want his two best friends to become murders for someone like Wormtail. Besides from what I have seen things have a way of working themselves out and I think his day will come sooner or later."

Harry signed looking at the floor "I know you are right at least my head tells me that but my heart still feels the guilt. It is just going to take some time that is all. I just hope that 2 or 2 ½ months will be enough"

"Two months? What do you mean? Did you forget where we are Harry it will be longer here."

Harry looked confused for a moment and then he remembered what Jo said about time passing differently here "You don't mean we are going to be here for a few years?"

Jo nodded "If you want or we can go back I have a couple of places safe from those bloody watchers" Harry laughed a bit at what she said "What?"

Harry just shook his head "Nothing it just the way you talk sometimes."

"What about it?"

"Well sometimes you almost sound as you may have grown up British instead of American."

"Huh?" she looked confused and then thought about what she said "Oh, that comes from hanging around Spike too much."

"Spike?" he said looking curious

"Oh, he is a vampire I guess it left him out of my story. Promise you won't tell him I will never hear the end of it. Spike is well; he is different then most vampires even before the US government put some electronic gizmo in his head to keep him from hurting humans. He still wasn't the type of vampire that wanted the end of the world and stuff he liked the world the way it was thank-you would be what he would say. Anyway he helped the slayer a lot at the Hellmouth until she was brought back. He thought he was in love with her but then figured out he wasn't. He left the Hellmouth for a bit and managed to get that stupid thing out of his head and then he came back. When the watchers started looking for me he helped me and he even became my legal guardian. I changed my last name to his surname before he was turned into a vamp. So now instead of Josephine Ryan I am Josephine Masters. But that all doesn't really give you an answer does it. Spike is British so I guess after hanging around him so much I started to talking like him a bit."

"Oh" was all Harry said completely unfazed by the fact that his sister's guardian was a vampire. After everything he has learned and seen over the last few years it was not hard to believe that there are some good vampires. I mean he had a teacher that was a werewolf and Prof. Lupin never hurt anybody why not a vampire.

"You don't seem bothered by that."

"No, should I be?"

Jo shrugged "Most people would freak"

"Well I am not most people"

"True" Jo smiled at Harry "So are we staying or are we going?"

"I think we will stay for a while." Harry smiled at Jo

"Great"

"But I would like to let my friends know not to worry and not to owl me because I am not staying at Private Drive this summer."

Jo nodded "We can arrange something but we may want to wait until a couple of days go by on earth before we do that. Also you told me before about the letter you get from the school every year. When do you get that? We will need to be somewhere that you can get that. And go to Diagon Alley for your stuff besides it sounds exciting I want to see it. That ride at Gringotts sounded fun and I need to check my vault. I guess I have one I got a key in my letter. The letter told me what it was for."  She said with a big grin.

"Whoa, slow down" Harry said holding up his hands "I don't know if I would describe that ride as fun but it is definitely interesting. As far as seeing Diagon Alley, well we need to get you a wand and there is no better place then Ollivander's. We could do that soon if you like that way we have more time to work on things. I get my letter right around the end of July close to our birthday."

Jo nodded and thought for a moment "We could wait until about a week goes by there and then open a doorway pretty much in the same place we left from then walk to where we can go into Diagon Alley. We could get my wand and anything else you might think I need to learn some stuff. You know stuff for potions or any books you think might help. I could probably pay for it from money in my vault. Do you think I could get a broomstick too?" getting excited again

Harry just laughed, "I don't know why not. I think I might be able to teach you not to fall of it" thinking she was looking like he did when he first went to Diagon Alley. After everything she had done visiting different worlds and such she still gets excited about new things. He just shook his head

"What?" Jo asked seeing the look on his face

"Nothing" he paused then continued "Its just you are acting like I did when I first found out I was a wizard."

"Something wrong with that?"

"Um, no it is just hard to believe you have been to different worlds or realms and you still get excited about things is all."

Jo looked down a bit embarrassed "Sorry, its just all new."

"That's ok I would be glad to show you but I do have a small request to make."

"What's that?"

"While I teach you some of the things I have learned. Would you be willing to teach me some of the things you have learned?"

Jo smirked at Harry "I think that I could do that. We could even visit some of the places I went to learn them if you like."

"I think that would be nice," Harry said and then he was going to say something else but he was interrupted by a yawn.

Jo glanced out the window and saw that it was already dark outside "Wow, its late we should probably go to bed. What do you think?"

Harry stretched "I thin-" yawn "I think you are right" getting up.

"Ok" Jo said getting up also

They walked down the hall and said good night to each other before they both went into their bedrooms and climbed into bed.