Chapter Three: A Little Explinations

"Magical conflicts?" Willow repeated. "What do you mean?"

"Er..." Was all Ron said.

"Aha!" Giles suddenly exclaimed. Everyone turned to look at the older man, who was currently wearing the look he usually got when he knew things that others didn't. "Now I recall where I heard the name Weasley before! Are you by any chance related to a Charles Weasley?"

"Charlie? Yeah, that's my brother." Ron replied. "How do you know him?"

"Uh, I met him once in England." Giles sat down in his chair and motioned for Ron and Xander to sit as well. "He was a representative for some place or another, trying to convince us that dragons weren't dangerous."

"That's him all right." Ron chuckled. "My brother is obsessed with his dragons."

"Dragons?" Xander repeated.

"Come on, Xander, we've seen crazier things." Buffy told him.

"Yea, but never dragons. Dragon wannabe's maybe, but not dragons." Xander said.

"If you know my brother," Ron started, ignoring the other conversation. "Then you must of came into contact with the wizarding world?"

"Yes, I have." Giles nodded. "The Watcher's Counsil is in constant contact with the Ministry of Magic. The Counsil was trying to decide whether Slayers should be allowed to kill dragons when I met your brother. The Ministry had sent him as their representative."

"Wait!" Willow interupted. "Wizarding world?"

"Um, yea." Ron gave her a shrug and a smile. "I'm a Wizard."

"Then what are you doing here?" Anya asked, finally done with her pouting in the corner. "There aren't any wizarding communities around here. The nearest is in Utah." Everyone stared at her. "What? Vengence demons help out wizards, too."

"Well, like I said, I was hoping to get away from all of it." Ron sighed, leaning back in his chair. "So... Your a Watcher?"

"Kind of." Giles smiled sheepishly. "I got kicked out of the Counsil. But, I am Buffy's Watcher, yes."

"So, your the Vampire Slayer?" Ron asked the blonde, eyes wide.

"The one and only." She replied.

"Wow. They taught us about Slayers and their Watchers in Defense Against the Dark Arts class. But they never went very deep into it, it's just considered a myth to us." Ron told them. "Of course, we never had the best DADA teachers at Hogwarts. The job was practically cursed."

"Hogwarts?" Tara asked, speaking for the first time.

"A witchcraft and wizardry school." Giles explained.

"Wait! They have schools for that kind fo thing! Giles, why didn't you tell me?" Willow asked, looking a bit hurt.

"Because you have to be accepted into them, Willow. And you never got a letter from one of the American schools, so I thought it best to never bring it up." Giles told her. Willow glared at him a moment, but decided the conversation would be best held for a later time. Instead, she turned her attention back to Ron.

"Why did you leave?" She asked.

"Well, the Wizarding World has just came out of a war. And I mean recently, too. It ended a few months ago. Me and my friends fought in it. My best friend, Harry Potter, wa-"

"Harry Potter?" Anya interupted Ron. She had a slightly amazed look on her face. "The Boy Who Lived? You know him?"

"Yeah, you know about him then?" Giles and Anya all nodded. Ron turned to the rest to explain. "See, there is the Dark Lord that was trying to control our world and kill all muggles and muggle-borns, that is non-wizards or those with non-wizard blood. When he attacked Harry's parents, his mother gave her life to defend him, therefore placing a type of spell to protect him. When Lord Voldemort-" Ron shuddered slightly at the name. "-used the Killing Curse on him, it ended up draining his energy. A few years back, the Dark Lord was returned to nearly full strength and a war began. In my last year at Hogwarts, those of us on the side of Light sacked The Dark Lord's hideout and he was killed."

"Wow." Willow whispered.

"I really didn't do well afterwords. I couldn't handle being there." Ron continued. "My family was nearly destroyed. My friends dead. Harry and I aren't on the best of terms anymore. So I thought it best to just leave it all behind."

"Run away." Buffy said softly. "I understand what that's like."

"I'm sure you would, being a Slayer and all." Ron gave her a small smile. A silence started to creep back into the conversation. Ron cleared his throat. "Well, I guess that Spike fellow was right. I'm not normal."

"Nah, your normal to us." Xander told him. Ron grinned back at him. "After all, Willow and Tara are witches."

"Really?" Ron asked. They both nodded. "Well that explains why your aura is comforting, it reminds me of home." Ron looked down at his watch. "I got to get going if I'm planning on brewing this potion up."

Ron stood up and started for the door, only to have Xander appear next to him. "Hey, want a ride?"

"Sure, I'd love that." Ron gave him a wide smile and followed him out the door. Once the two boys had left, Willow started giggling.

"What's so funny?" Anya asked. "Was there a joke? If so, it wasn't very funny."

"Do you see what I see?" Willow asked Tara, ignoring Anya all together.

"She's not gonna break out in song is she?" Buffy whispered to Giles.

"Me thinks I did." Tara replied. Both girls broke into wide grins. "I knew I felt something from him. It explains why the Power Globe turned pink."

"What's going on?" Anya asked. "If it's about Xander then I want to know!"

"We were discussing the way Ron was looking at Xander." Willow informed the rest. The three gave her and Tara confused looks. Willow sighed and mumbled to Tara, "We really need to get some gay friends."

"Am I missing something?" Buffy asked.

"Did you see the looks Ron was giving Xander?" Willow asked. She started giggling again. "He's in looooooove!"

"Don't be ridiculous, Willow." Giles muttered, obviously uncomfortable.

"Oh, come on, Giles! The boy was sitting in his lap for crying out loud!" Willow exclaimed.

"And I don't recall Xander trying to push him off." Tara commented.

"You know what this means, don't you?" Buffy said, getting into the conversation. She wiggled her eyebrows at the couple. "Time to play Cupid!"

"I really don't think that's a good idea, Buffy." Giles told her. "You don't to get yourself involved in something that has nothing to do with you."

"Giles!" Buffy whined. "Your ruining my fun moment."

"Well, I'm sorry." Giles replied, though it was obvious he wasn't sorry in the slightest. "But we need to get back to work researching that demon from the other night. now, what did it look like?"

"Tall, dark..." Buffy said slowly, thinking. "Ugly. Yes, really ugly."