Chapter 7

Author note: Someone asked how old Draco is in the reviews so here you go: he's supposed to be 18 years old and going into his 7th year at Hogwarts. And just for extra info Dawn's about 1 year and a half younger. (She's a senior in high school) Oh and as for the Draco and Dawn thing, be patient! I can't just go around mating them for no reason, there has to be a follow up. But don't worry reader; Draco will have his fair share of girlfriends before I'm done with this story(

"Slayer?" Sirius Black thought to himself as he stood outside the door. "What the devil is a slayer? Perhaps it's a very large and vicious dog."

(Inside the house)

Andrew was breathing heavily. He scurried over to the wall by the phone and read the list that was pinned on the bulletin board. Buffy had created a list of things that counted as emergencies and required her assistance because Andrew had frequently made panicked calls to her cell phone because he couldn't find the milk or because the cable wasn't working.

Buffy's List of REAL Emergencies

You or someone else is mortally wounded. (Emotionally doesn't count)

Vampires or other evil things have entered or surrounded the house. (Spike doesn't apply unless he is on an evil rampage)

You have received a threat of some evil sort.

You are visited by the dead. (Again Spike does not apply)

Dawn has a unauthorized/unsupervised party.

Dawn brings a boy over.

Dawn is lesbian and brings a girl over.

Dawn is on or about to take drugs/alcohol.

You are attacked.

10.) The power goes out.

"Scary man counts as an evil thing!" Andrew picked up the phone and dialed Buffy's cell. He waited anxiously as the phone rang and then finally:

"Hi, you have reached my cell phone answering machine. If you are in mortal danger and wish to leave a message, press one. If you wish to leave a death threat message, press two. If you wish me no harm and just want to tell me you'll meet at 6 or something, press three. Have a nice day."

Andrew punched the one key and as soon as the beep sounded, started shouting "Buffy, It's Andrew! There's a very large, scary, and badly groomed man in leather standing outside the door! He is also English. Come soon Buffy! Save m-" The beep sounded again to end the message and Andrew began pacing the room, baseball bat still in hand.

* * * * *

Dawn closed her eyes momentarily and thought, "Here goes nothing."

But just as she had worked up some courage, Draco averted his eyes and stood up.

"Uhh.I really gotta find Buffy, you need a ride home?"

Dawn was so frustrated she wanted to strangle him. " No! You big dumbass!" She wanted to yell at him. "Here I was, about to throw myself at you and you want to find Buffy?!? Gahh!!!!" But fortunately for her, that's not what she said. She simply replied in a calm voice "No thank you, I'll just walk."

"Do you want me to walk with you?"

She considered this for a moment. "Well, let's give this one more shot." She thought.

"Okay." She said confidently.

* * * * * When Draco went back to Spike's a dark haired man was standing in the corner, leaning against the wall.

"Hello Draco."

"Black? What the hell are you doing here? How did you find me?"

"Has Remus taught you nothing? Locater spell. Now sit down boy I've got something important to tell you."

Draco sat.

Sirius Black had been falsely accused of betraying Lilly and James Potter, Harry Potter's dead parents, years ago. He escaped from the prison Azkaban and wandered around for years, hiding. His name had been cleared recently but he even now, he was not greeted with smiles by most. So he continued to drift from place to place, rarely staying more than a night.

Sirius took a seat on a stool across from him and sighed heavily. "Your mother wanted me to tell you this because of Lucius' death. Lucius Malfoy was not your real father, I am."

"Really? That's interesting."

"That's it? No.wounded soul, or emotional outburst?"

"Mmmm.yep. But I do have a few questions. So.have you always known you're my father and you just figured that this was a good time to tell me or what?"

"Oh that. Narcissa knew all along but she didn't tell Lucius of course. You know what he's like. Or WAS like. I found out shortly after his death."

"How could you not know. I mean you guys er.you know."

Sirius grew very pink in the pace. "Yes, but er.we er... slept around a bit at Hogwarts."

"I bet you did you dirty man-slut."

"Well I don't anymore!"

"Why the hell not?"

"Well, shortly after we graduated I er..discovered something about myself."

"Which is?"

"I'm gay."

"Ah, I see. Well now I know where my excellent taste in clothes comes from."

"Hey now, that's a stereotype. We gay men can be perfectly bad dressers."

"Oh you must excuse me, I made a terrible mistake."

"It's all good."

"Sorry, what?"

"American lingo, picked it up from a TV show here. "The real world" I believe it's called. So are you surprised?"

"Bout what?"

"You know, me being your, you know, father."

"Not really. I always wondered how I could be so devastatingly handsome with such a feminine looking father."

Sirius smiled. "Ah yes well, your father sported a Legolas like hairstyle which I must say, was a bit outdated. But now you know where you got your looks from right?"

"No, still wondering."

Sirius laughed.

"So, is that all?" Draco asked.

"Well, technically yes but do you mind if I stick around for a few days, I want to get a bit of rest before I fly back to England."

"Yeah alright. Well come on then, might as well introduce you to the gang while you're hear."
* * * * * Buffy was sleeping on Spikes stomach when the ring of her cell phone woke her up. Too tired to answer it, she waited until it stopped ringing, then picked it up and dialed messages. She raised her eyebrows as she listened to Andrew's frantic message. She pressed "end" and jumped up, waking Spike.

"Where are you going?" He asked slightly angrily.

"My house. Andrew called, he says it's an emergency. Sorry, gotta go." She gave him a little kiss and then jumped up. Spike grunted disappointedly as she ran up the stairs and out the door.

* * * * * Sirius and Draco walked opened the door and walked into the Magic Shop.

"Hallo all." Draco said as he looked around at Willow, Giles, Dawn, and Xander. "This is Sirius Black, my biological father. Sirius is a gay convicted but innocent criminal who enjoys sleeping around."

Sirius coughed, interrupting Draco. "USED, to enjoy."

"Sorry, USED to enjoy sleeping around." Draco pointed out everyone. "That's Willow, she's a poseur witch. That's Xander, he's possibly Gay and he likes mini pizzas." Xander scowled at this comment. "That's Dawn, she likes to wear pajamas with tiny yellow sponges on them. That's Giles, he err.likes books."

Everyone mumbled a hello. Willow had a puzzled look on her face. "Is this the same father who was evil and is dead?" She asked.

"No, different father."

"Ohh..." She reached over the table to grab her copy of "Rolling Stone" and as she did it, her shirt inched up to reveal a tiny black tattoo on her lower left back. It was a pentagram with a small bolded cross in the center of it.

Sirius stared at the little symbol. "Excuse me, Willow? But where did you get that tattoo?"

"Oh this?" She said, pointing to it. "I've had it as long as I can remember. My dad says that he and my mother gave it to me when I was a baby. They were hippies, you know, the free spirited type." She smiled a little.

Sirius nodded dreamily, scratching his beard. His mind was clearly somewhere else. "Excuse me," He said abruptly. "I have to do something." And with that he left, leaving everyone with surprised looks on their faces.