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[blah] = Author's notes



[should the 'scooby' in 'scooby gang' be capitalized? Cause I really don't know... and I had to make ANOTHER last name, Anyanka Rauko]



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As the train pulled into Hogsmede station, the scoobies stood up. They exited the train, and found the buggies waiting for them. Willow ran up to them.



"Wow! A horse and buggy!" upon closer inspection, however, she found they were not. "Ok, or, a no horse and buggy!"



Dawn smiled at Willow's enthusiasm. She boarded a buggy with Spike, Buffy, and Angel. Willow, Oz, Xander, and Giles entered another. Anya would be teleporting in later.



Angel turned to Spike, "so, are you happy to be home?"



"This isn't my home."



"You spent a lot of time here in your childhood."



"I hated it here, especially in Slytherin house. that bloody poncer was always so bloody conceited. Gryffindor was always the best."



"Slytherin can burn in hell."



"Bloody right, he can!"



Buffy's voice interrupted their trip down memory lane. "Um, guys? What are you talking about?"



"One of the founders of Hogwarts, Salazar Slytherin."



"Slytherin, Thyslerin. They sound kinda um... the same."



"Spike was never good with anagrams."



"So, you're telling me what?"



"Spike is Slytherin's son."



"But he hates him?"



"Yea. Didn't you hate you father at some point?"



"Well, not hate-hate, just, angry/not-talking-to-him-hate."



"Angel! You stupid git! I'm TRYING not to tell anyone!"



"Why didn't you tell me Spike?" Dawn spoke for the first time.



"Huh? Sorry, Bit, guess it slipped my mind."



Before any further argument could be started, the buggy pulled up at the Hogwarts castle. When Buffy, Angel, Spike, and Dawn stepped out, the rest of the scoobies were already at the doors. Standing with them was an elderly man with a long grey beard and half-moon spectacles.



"Dumbeldore," Angel stated simply.



Before Dumbeldore could greet them, a figure appeared beside him, and he turned to face Anya. She looked around, and walked over to Xander. Dumbeldore didn't seem at all fazed by this, and walked down the steps to greet his new teachers.



"Ah, professors. It is a great relief to have you at Hogwarts." he shook their hands in turn, and faced Spike. "I would like to address the subject of your name, Professor. While you are here, will you be going by Slytherin, or Thyslerin?"



"Thyslerin."



"Very well. Please, come in." The scooby gang walked into the castle, and were ushered into their rooms. Buffy and Angel's room was hidden by a wall decoration, which depicted two crossing swords. Dawn's was across the hall and was accessible by speaking the password to a gargoyle. Willow and Oz's room was right beside Dawn's, and was guarded by a statue of a knight. Xander and Anya's room was across from Willow's, and was behind a wall tapestry. Giles' room was to the left of Buffy and Angel's, and the password to enter it was to be spoken to a demon statue. Spike's room was in the dungeons, and could only be reached by passing the dragon in front of it (not a real dragon, a statue).



The gang settled in, and got ready for the feast. Before they entered the Great Hall, Dumbeldore pulled Angel and Spike aside. He produced two small rings, both with a Gem of Amara. [I think there's only one in the show, but I'm not sure, so work with me please!]



"These were brought here for you. We hope you will enjoy the sunlight on the grounds." Angel and Spike thanked him, and proceeded into the Great Hall.



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Harry, Ron, and Hermione climbed into a carriage. On the way to the castle, they discussed the people on the train.



"Maybe they're here because of You-Know-Who," Hermione suggested. "I mean, Dumbeldore would want as many people as possible here to protect you Harry, and the rest of the students, of course."



"But why would he want muggles?" Ron asked. "What good could they do? Without magic, how are we ever going to be safe?"



"I don't know, Ron." Hermione answered. "It was just a guess."



"Well, I guess we'll find out soon enough." Harry interjected, as they pulled up to Hogwarts castle. They climbed out of the coach, and made their way into the Great Hall.



The first thing they noticed was the wondering whispers between the students. There were far too many chairs at the staff table, and a lot of people that none of the students knew. They looked like normal wizards, but anyone with half a brain could tell they weren't [and that rules out Malfoy! j/k, j/k!!]. They also noticed that Hagrid wasn't back yet. Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat down at the Gryffindor table and waited for Dumbeldore to explain.



From behind him, Harry heard a snicker. He turned around to see - who else but - Malfoy.



"Well, well, well. If it isn't Potty and his Weasel. I figured you'd be dead by now, Potter. I guess you're just not worth the effort after all."



Before Harry could retort, Malfoy and his cronies went off to Slytherin table, snickering amongst themselves.



The Great Hall quieted as Professor McGonagall entered with the sorting hat. The first years came through the doors, nervous looks on their faces. After the sorting hat sang its song, Professor McGonagall explained what would happen to all the first years. When the sorting was finished, Professor Dumbeldore stood up and addressed the students.



"Welcome, students, to another year at Hogwarts. I would like to start off with a few instructions, and introductions. First of all, the Forbidden Forest is off limits to all students. Second, I would like to make it clear that students are not, under any circumstances, to be wandering the castle or grounds at night." Dumbeldore seemed to look right at Harry when he said that. "And now, for the introductions. Our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Thyslerin." Spike stood up for a brief moment. "And we have a new class, Muggle Defence, to be taught by Professor O'Donerty, and Professor Summers." Buffy and Angel stood up like Spike, and sat back down. "And I'm sure you are all wondering about the others at this table. Due to recent events," everyone knew he meant 'because Voldemort has risen,' "we have increased our numbers to better protect you. They will be watching the halls at night, and you are to give them your utmost respect. They are," each rose as Dumbeldore called their name, "Miss Summers, Mr Harris, Miss Rauko, Mr Giles, Miss Rosenberg, and Mr Osborne."

[did I spell Rosenberg right?] "now that that is out of the way, let the feast begin!"



Buffy gasped as the food appeared in front of her. She got over her shock quickly, however, and started to eat and drink along with the rest of the scoobies.



Spike heard a voice beside him, "would you like some potatoes, . . .?"



Spike turned to see a man with dark hair, and a crooked nose. "Spike, and, no thank you. You are?"



"Very well. Severus Snape." Spike caught a hint of envy in the man's voice. *so,* he thought, *this man wants something I have. I like this.*



"And you teach?"



"Potions. It really is a fine art-"



"I'm sure it is," Spike interrupted, and then turned to talk with Dawn.



Only Hermione noticed that two people at the staff table didn't eat at all.



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**exit music**



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