Title: Ginny from the Block

Chapter Eleven

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Chapter Summary: Ginny, Dawn, and Draco have some explaining to do. A panel of professors is called in and secrets are revealed…

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Chapter Eleven:

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Location: Infirmary

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Date: August 26th, 2003 (Tuesday)

Time: 6:30 a.m.

The world of dreams finally began to fade from Ginny's mind and she slowly began the journey back to consciousness. Her thoughts were jumbled and hazy and it took a moment to piece them together, but she finally opened her eyes cautiously to look about her. To Ginny's relief, no bright light glared into her sensitive eyes, but instead the dim sterile lighting of the infirmary. She was in an infirmary bed. She looked to her left and right. Empty beds greeted her on both sides, but Ginny realized the one on her left had last night housed the body. A shiver worked its way down her spine and Ginny jerked to a sitting position.

What the bloody hell was going on? What was she still doing here? They couldn't have left her, could they?

Taking a deep breath and rolling her eyes at her own dramatics, Ginny forced herself to calm down and think rationally. It just wasn't possible that Dawn had abandoned her. Now Malfoy was another issue, but…

"So, finally awake, huh?"

Ginny's head snapped to the sound of her best friend's voice. Dawn, still attired in her slightly mussed clothes from the night's adventure, was walking up from the front of the infirmary towards Ginny's bed. Ginny frowned at the pretty brunette. "Trying to understand why I'm still here, actually."

"Malfoy insisted we wake up the nurse to look you over." Dawn explained as she took the open chair sitting at Ginny's bedside. "I tried to argue, but he just stomped over and woke her himself. Then he ordered her to fix you. It was quite the show."

Ginny groaned as mental images of such a scene played through her mind. "I can imagine." How would she ever keep her brother from finding out about this and killing Mal-Ferret once and for all? Ron would inevitably find a way to blame the entire ordeal on the blonde Slytherin and then all hell would break loose.

"Gin?"

"Huh?" She looked back to Dawn and with the action noted happily that the pain in her back and neck from the night before were practically non-existent. Madame Pomfrey wasn't the Hogwarts nurse for nothing. The witch knew her healing spells.

Dawn met Ginny's eyes hesitantly. "It's a good thing Malfoy did wake up Pomfrey, Gin. She said you chipped three vertebrae in your back. It could have caused permanent damage if not treated quickly." She sighed and her eyes began to look suspiciously bright. "I definitely owe the Ferret on this one."

With a compassionate smile, Ginny reached out and gently covered Dawn's hand with her own where it rested on the side of the infirmary bed. "You couldn't have known, Dawnie."

"I should have." Dawn forced out angrily through gritted teeth. "I should have known. I know you have to be careful with back injuries, but I just didn't think. And anyway, it shouldn't have happened in the first place! If I'd only agreed to contact Buffy to begin with then you never would have been hurt. I was afraid to face my sister and lose my chance at independence and it could have cost my best friend the use of her legs!"

"DAWN!" Ginny cut in before she could continue. "I agreed not to contact Buffy too. It was even my idea that we check out the vision alone. You can't blame yourself. We both messed up."

"But I knew better!" Dawn insisted.

"Yes, I do believe both you and Miss Weasley knew better."

Ginny winced and mentally beat herself upside the head. Why was it that her brother did these things all the time with no fuss and Ginny always managed to appear the fool before their Headmaster? She'd only been back two days and already with the vision incident and now this Ginny had managed to gain a status of notorious at least. What must Dumbledore think of her?

"Miss Weasley?"

She looked up into his concerned eyes and mentally sighed. "Yes sir?"

"I believe there might be a few things you and Miss Summers need to tell me?"

Ginny's eyes widened in surprise. She looked once again to Dawn. "You didn't tell him?"

Dawn opened her mouth to explain, but Dumbledore beat her to it. "I'm afraid we really haven't had the opportunity to discuss how your injuries came about as of yet, Miss Weasley. Your welfare, of course, had to come first. We also thought it best to wait and have all your explanations at once to avoid confusion. Now that you have awoken and Miss Summers can see you are quite well, I believe we can rectify the situation."

"Of course, Professor." Ginny nodded. "Should we begin now?"

Dumbledore's eyes finally resumed their usual twinkle and a little wave of relief rolled through Ginny at the sight. Then she took in his words. "We seem to be missing one of your trio at the moment, my dear."

It took Ginny a handful of seconds to realize he was actually referring to Malfoy. Then an instinctive shiver ran down her spine at being placed in a trio of any kind with the Ferret. "Professor Dumbledore?" She quickly decided to explain that Malfoy was in no way connected with their group.

"As for now?" Dumbledore continued as if he hadn't heard her. "I believe you ladies could use the time to clean up and have some breakfast before going into a lengthy explanation of your late-night adventure. If you could be in my office with your partner-in-crime at around seven-thirty, I think we can clear this matter up nicely and move forward."

Without giving them time to reply in any way, Dumbledore turned and made his exit. Ginny just kind of gaped at where he'd stood. She had no idea how a man or wizard that old could move that fast. She was also almost completely convinced he'd done it on purpose. Dumbledore was up to something. Almost a scary concept, that.

"Trio? Partner-in-crime?" Ginny finally broke the silence that had fallen in the Headmaster's absence. "Since when are we associated with Draco Malfoy? My brother is going to hemorrhage."

"Let him." Dawn snorted, but Ginny noticed her eyes were completely serious and glowed with determination. "After last night, Malfoy definitely has my stamp of approval. He stopped me from making quite possibly the biggest mistake of my life." She locked her serious deep blue eyes with Ginny's. "I say harbor that crush, nurture it, expand on it, and claim your man."

"But…"

"Okay, yes he's a bad boy." Dawn cut off Ginny's protests with a wave of her hand. "But who doesn't want a bad boy? Bad boys are more fun. They keep you on your toes."

"But…"

"I know he's got a mouth that needs washing, but don't we all? Besides, he only says the really mean things to get a reaction. He's just like Spike in that respect. I'm positive now that he doesn't really mean them. He's all talk."

"But…"

"Yes, I said you should get over him and let your brother kill him, but that was when I still believed he actually meant that crap. I didn't know he had diarrhea of the mouth at the time."

"But…"

"And we can't forget the wonderfully romantic and dramatic way he swept you up in those strong arms of his when you passed out. I don't even know how he moved fast enough to catch you like that, but it was like something out of a fairy tale." Dawn sighed dreamily. "I wish someone would catch me like that. But no, I'd just end up with a concussion on top of all my other injuries. No Prince Charming for Dawnie."

Finally Dawn finished her little dreamy rant. She swept her hair back dramatically over her shoulders and met Ginny's eyes with a burning gaze. "So, no more buts?"

Ginny just bit her lip lightly between her teeth. "He caught me?"

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Location: Great Hall

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Date: August 26th, 2003 (Tuesday)

Time: 6:55 a.m.

"Dawn, he is no Prince Charming. He's more likely to get cast as the snake in the Garden of Eden." Ginny groaned in frustration as she followed her best friend into the Great Hall for breakfast. They'd just got through cleaning up and changing clothes in the Sunstone common room and now they wanted some food.

The brunette ahead of Ginny just shrugged her shoulders as she wove her way between the tables toward Sunstones. "Alright, so he's your Michael."

"Off La Femme Nikita?" Ginny's eyes widened in disbelief. She vaguely waved at Colin Creevey as she passed him on the Gryffindor table.

Reaching Sunstones', Dawn spun to face Ginny. "Or Roswell. Take your pick."

"Neither, thanks." Ginny huffed. "One's known for murder, the other for abduction."

"Kidnapping."

"Whatever. Not interested." Ginny glared.

"Oh please!" Dawn rolled her eyes and plopped down into her empty spot at the table. "Like you wouldn't totally jump all at the chance of a little Michaely goodness."

"Draco Malfoy is not Roy Dupuis, nor is he Brenden Fehr." She slid smoothly down into her seat beside Dawn. "Hair color alone makes this comparison moot."

"Well if you'd just let me use the Spike compar…"

"NO!" Ginny glared at her again.

"Then it's back to Michael."

"Oh god, don't tell me they're doing that Muggle television thing again." Dare's lazy drawl sounded from behind them. They looked back over their shoulders to see him lean over towards Hunter conspiratorially. "I told you we shouldn't have let her spend the summer with Dawn. We'll never understand them again. They were bad enough before just speaking in Buffy code."

Ginny and Dawn rolled their eyes in unison before turning back to face the table. The three Seventh Years took the opportunity to move into their seats at the table as well.

Then Chris turned to glare hard at the two younger girls. "Where the HELL were you last night?"

"Asleep in our comfy little beds?" Dawn smiled innocently.

"Nice try. I checked." Chris refused to back down from her glare. "Well? Where were you and why didn't you come back? We were worried sick!"

Not really seeing any other way out, Ginny sighed. "I was in the infirmary. We ran across a vamp and he roughed me up a bit. Dawn stayed with me to make sure I would be okay."

"WHAT?!?"

Oh, this was going to be fun…

Ginny and Dawn spent the next fifteen minutes explaining their latest escapade. Their friends were reasonably irate at having been excluded. They also seemed to blame that exclusion for Ginny's injuries. Neither Ginny, nor Dawn, had the heart to explain that they probably would have been about as much if not less help than Malfoy. Talking about fighting vampires was one thing, actually coming face to demon visage with one was quite another. Fear tended to paralyze you the first couple times.

After the three Seventh Years calmed down, Ginny and Dawn finally turned their attention to the food. Both were starved and dove into the activity with enthusiasm. Ginny vaguely heard Langford drop by at some point to reiterate his threats if they got suspended from play, but he had nothing on hot and delicious food and they didn't even pause to sneer at him. They were hungry.

Then as seven twenty-five came rolling around, the two girls reluctantly pushed away their food and climbed to their feet. They waved goodbye to their friends and headed for the doors.

They were almost there when Ginny remembered something. She turned to glance down the Slytherin table and, as always, Malfoy's white blonde head of hair stood out among the crowd. Mentally groaning, Ginny forced her feet to move in that direction. She didn't miss the glares she received from other Slytherins, but she ignored them nonetheless. They had no effect on her anymore. They didn't matter. She was actually a little relieved to realize that.

"Mal-Ferret?"

Ginny was careful to keep all emotion from her voice. She scanned Malfoy and the people around him and couldn't help noticing how strange it was not to see Crabbe and Goyle on either side of him. Now Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson held the missing goons' seats. Ginny wasn't sure she liked these two any better. The look Parkinson was shooting her definitely wasn't pleasant, not that Pug-Face was exactly known for pleasant looks anyway. Zabini, on the other hand, just looked amused.

"Red?"

A snicker from her left told Ginny that Dawn had followed her. Ginny shot her best friend a warning glare before turning her attention back to the Slytherins. "We're to go to Dumbledore's office. He wants all our explanations together."

"And if I don't want to?"

Blaise and Pansy snickered loudly at his tone and Ginny fought the ingrained reaction to sneer at all three of them. Instead she held her blank mask in place and shrugged unconcerned. "Whatever." Without sparing the three another glance, Ginny headed once again for the doors with Dawn laughing lightly behind her.

By the time they exited the Great Hall and turned towards the front staircase, Malfoy was coming up behind them. "Red, what is your bloody problem?"

"I didn't ask to have you added to our group, Malfoy, and I'm certainly not going to beg you to do what you should."

Ginny led the way towards Dumbledore's office as she remembered it. It had been a few years so she might have been off, but Malfoy didn't protest so she kept on going. She assumed the other two were still following behind her, but at the moment she couldn't care less. Classes had yet to even begin and Ginny already knew that this just wasn't her day.

"I was being witty, Red. I do have a reputation to maintain, you know. Can't we seen associating with the rabble."

"Oh PUH-lease!" Dawn snorted. "You are so obvious."

Yep, they were still back there. They spent the rest of the walk bickering back and forth. Several times the Ferret attempted to pull Ginny in as well, but she was not in the mood. After the last failed attempt, Dawn told Malfoy as much and they left her alone.

The statue of a gargoyle that Ginny knew hid Dumbledore's office finally came into view and the group stopped. Ginny frowned at it. "He forgot to tell us the password."

Dawn rolled her eyes and groaned. "We're screwed. It could be anything."

"It's candy." "It's some stupid candy."

Ginny and Malfoy spoke together and then shared a rueful look. Noting Dawn's confused expression, Ginny went on to explain. "His password is always some type of candy. It's a school joke."

"Oh, okay." Dawn nodded as she walked passed them and straight up to the statue. She stared at it intently. "Reeses Cups."

A moment of awkward silence descended. Ginny started to open her mouth to speak, but suddenly the statue moved to life. It drug slowly out of the way and revealed the winding staircase concealed behind it.

Dawn smiled proudly at the dumbfounded Ginny and Draco. "Professor Snow said she sent him some for Christmas last year and now he's addicted."

Ginny rolled her eyes, but Draco just continued to frown. "What's a Reeses' Cup? Why would someone want to eat a cup?"

Smirking Ginny looked at him. "And you fanatical pureblood wizards say we're ignorant." Sticking her nose up in the air, Ginny strutted past him and started to make her way up the staircase. She almost lost her composure all together as she just barely picked up Dawn's whispered explanation of Reeses Cups and the joys of milk chocolatey goodness to Draco Malfoy.

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Location: Dumbledore's Office

Date: August 26th, 2003 (Tuesday)

Time: 7:30 a.m.

Whatever Ginny had expected to see as she entered Dumbledore's office, this wasn't it. She'd thought a cozy little meeting with just Dumbledore and their unlucky trio. She'd thought maybe another teacher or possibly Madame Pomfrey as the nurse had treated Ginny for her injuries. She wasn't, however, prepared for the group before her. Albus Dumbledore, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Remis Lupin, and Sirius Black in the same room. The unlucky, unlikely trio gulped. This was not good.

"Please," Dumbledore's eyes twinkled at them as he motioned to the three open chairs before his desk, "have a seat and let us begin."

"I bloody knew I didn't want to." Malfoy muttered under his breath.

Ginny fought back hysterical laughter at his comment and then glared at him resentfully before taking the chair in the middle. Dawn took the chair on Ginny's left and Draco her right.

Malfoy was still grumbling. "Don't know what your bloody problem is. Got a whole room full of Weasel fans here. Only one that can stand me is Snape."

"Tragic that." Ginny snorted as her eyes flashed into his. Then she reluctantly looked back to the front and faced the panel of teachers before her. The only sign to begin was Dumbledore's lifted brow. Ginny decided to go ahead and get it over with. She took a deep breath and the words started to spill out. "So, this whole ruddy mess began yesterday in Divination with my stupid vision. No one bothered to ask what the vision was, but I suppose I'll tell you anyway. Hogwarts has a vampire infestation and Dawn and I, as always, are right in the bloody middle of it."

And the story poured forth. First Ginny's account of her vision and what she and Dawn believed might come to pass. She left out her encounter with Malfoy outside the infirmary and the 'Dark Mark' question, but pretty much spilled the rest.

Dawn went on to explain that they'd foolishly doubted the vision and went to check it out themselves. She skirted around the issue of her sister's status, but did explain her reluctance to let Buffy know things weren't exactly all sunshine and roses at Hogwarts. She went on to point out that they'd had every intention of bringing their findings to the Headmaster's attention and were doing so now. This garnered quite a few disbelieving looks from the panel, but Dumbledore's eyes twinkled and Ginny knew he believed them.

Finally Malfoy explained his part in the affair. He'd been out…patrolling the hallway outside the Sunstone common room in his duty as prefect when he'd spotted Ginny and Dawn making their escape from the portrait hole. As was his duty, Malfoy followed the girls down to the infirmary and became hopelessly entangled in the events that came to pass thereafter. He was completely blameless in the whole disaster.

"And giving them detention outside the common room was quite out of the question, was it Mr. Malfoy?" Sirius Black asked with a smirk.

"Yes," Professor McGonagall nodded, "I must agree. Had detention been given prior to leaving the Fourth Floor this entire mishap might have been avoided." She paused and then looked pointedly at Malfoy. "Might I ask if we dare hope that your obsession with patrolling the Gryffindor common room has now passed?"

"In favor of Sunstone?" Dawn gawked at the witch. "Well, I sure as hell hope not. Harry can keep him."

"DAWN!" Ginny barked at her best friend and seriously considering slapping her hand over the brunette's mouth.

Malfoy rolled his eyes at the banter taking place around him. Ginny was unsurprised that McGonagall's accusations didn't even phase him. Nothing did, really. Possibly a few things of late, but…

"I noticed that Miss Weasley was now a Prefect and only wanted to assure myself that she had no valid reason for being out past curfew." He finally answered Professor Black's question.

Dawn snorted loudly in disbelief at that statement and most of the panel seemed to agree, but Ginny was too busy processing the fact that once again Malfoy had noticed something that her brother couldn't even lay claim to. Only the Sunstones knew she was a Prefect. She'd worn her badge the day before, but as no duties had been assigned to her as yet (the first Sunstone Prefect Meeting was later tonight), Ginny really hadn't thought to advertise her new status. But Malfoy noticed it nonetheless…

"Interesting." Dumbledore's twinkling eyes landed on Malfoy for a long moment before flickering to Dawn and then moving back settle on Ginny. "And is that all?"

Ginny bit her lip. She didn't know how much she should really say. Was it her place? She was only a student and these teachers doubtlessly knew exactly what they were doing. Should she voice an opinion that was unsolicited and most likely unwanted?

"Miss Weasley?"

Throwing a desperate look to Dawn, Ginny cleared her throat. "Well, I suppose so, sir…"

Correctly interpreting Ginny's expression, Dawn gave a deep sigh and looked bluntly to the old wizard. "No, that isn't all we have to say. We mean absolutely no disrespect, Professor Dumbledore, but frankly Hogwarts is not prepared for the situation it now faces." She paused and Ginny could practically see her slipping on her Buffy mask. Dawn tended to pull on her Buffy mask when she needed to be a leader and get a point across.

The brunette now looked seriously from teacher to teacher refusing to be backed down by sneers or outraged expressions. "What Professors Black and McGonagall suggested a moment ago only proves that fact."

McGonagall looked outraged, but Black just looked curious. He nodded to Dawn. "Care to explain?"

Dawn looked pointedly to Ginny. Biting back the reflex to turn invisible and back down when faced by these formidable professors that she respected so much, Ginny took a deep breath and nodded slightly. She and Dawn were a team. They had to stand together on this. She forced herself to speak up and forever shatter her shy little mold.

"What if Malfoy had stopped us? What if we weren't there?" Ginny asked them. She met each pair of cold, hard, curious, or twinkling eyes before continuing. "Would I have been hurt? No. Would Dawn have almost ended up vamp food? Probably not. But then we'd also have a student running around Hogwarts with a very nasty appetite right now. Who knows how many unsuspecting students he'd have gotten too before someone with the right knowledge and power could stop him?"

A heavy silence settled as that information began to sink in. Dawn nodded to them. "Yes, we made a mistake by not coming to you beforehand, but not going at all was certainly not the answer. That vamp was going to rise and someone had to be there to dust him. That someone just happened to be us."

"The fact remains that the vampire is now…dust." Snape spoke the term with obvious distaste. "The danger has passed…"

"No, it hasn't." Ginny cut him off shaking her head. She saw Snape's eyes flash and only sighed to herself. Another enemy she didn't need. "What about his Sire, Professor? When the body was found was the Sire destroyed as well?" The silence that descended was her answer. "Then we've at least one other vampire to find. That's assuming the vampire is working alone…"

"Which he or she isn't, because they basically don't." Dawn jumped back in with fervor. "Vampires tend to run in packs or Orders with a leader, usually but not always a Master Vampire, and his or her minions. They tend to track and lure their prey individually, but they live and travel together. They're social. Vampires like to be surrounded by other vampires."

"And two Fifth Year girls are the experts on this subject?" Snape sneered at them.

Dawn's eyes flashed as she took up the challenge. "How about an example?"

"Yes, please Miss Summers." Dumbledore put in his two cents worth. He seemed to be enjoying the show.

Dawn jerked her head in a short nod. "Let's start with Angelus, the Scourge of Europe. He began his unlife traveling with his Sire Darla. Darla was the favorite of the Master of her Order, the Order of Aurelius. They originally meant to stay with the Order, but Angelus wasn't exactly big on following orders and being humble so he decided to become a Master himself and go out with Darla on their own."

"The two kept several minions with them at almost all times, but eventually wanted to expand the family. Angelus found his first childe in Drusilla, an innocent girl meant to be a nun with the power of sight. Angelus slaughtered Dru's entire family and then turned her directly after she'd taken her holy vows."

A couple of gasps sounded at that information, but Ginny noticed that Dumbledore, Snape, and Black didn't seem the least surprised. Noting that for future reference, Ginny turned her attention back to Dawn right before she started speaking again.

"The trio were happy for a couple of decades. Angelus was rather fond of his new toy and used Dru's visions to evade any attempts on his unlife. But after a while, Dru's constant need for attention and affection wore thin and Angelus decided to allow Drusilla a pet of her very own." Dawn smiled and only Ginny understood its meaning. "Hence the rebirth of William the Bloody, better known as Spike."

Ginny felt Malfoy jump at the name, but the shock he obviously felt didn't so much as flicker in his face. She was impressed.

"Now the family was whole. Angelus to lead the pack, Darla as his lover and voice of experience, Drusilla to drop in the gift of foresight and innocent almost pure insanity, and Spike as the fresh young blood always ready for the next kill or the next adventure. The Scourge of Europe and his family offed an ugly death to anyone who crossed their path for the next twenty or so years." Dawn locked her eyes once again with Snape's in a battle of wills. "Without the proper preparation and training those four vampires alone would have eaten Hogwarts alive."

"Hogwarts is not under threat of attack by the Scourge of Europe!" Snape snapped completely losing his temper to have been bested by a student.

"I never said we were!" Dawn snapped right back. "The Scourge of Europe isn't the point. He's all helping the helpless and broody at the moment. The point is that Hogwarts is under the threat of a vampire infestation and neither the students, nor most of the teachers are prepared for this type of battle!"

A tense silence fell as Dawn and Snape continued their glaring contest. Ginny finally cleared her throat to break the tension. Snape relaxed slightly and Ginny thought a little sulkily, while Dawn shot Ginny a rueful shrug.

"What it comes down to in the end is that the threat is far from over." Ginny spoke calmly and slowly to avoid arousing tempers again. "The vampires are not gone and something has to be done about them."

"Yes," Dumbledore nodded his agreement, "the other professors and I have come to much the same conclusion. Our problem, as it now stands, is in exactly what can be done. As Miss Summers so aptly displayed," He shot Dawn a soothing smile, "this is quite frankly new ground for Hogwarts and we're unsure of what steps can and should be taken to prevent further tragedies. Professor Snape's suggestion to contact the current Slayer…"

"Won't work." Dawn shook her head firmly, but her voice was colored with regret. "She's finally landed the perfect job and she can't risk that. Besides, she's too busy with the Hellmouth. If the Slayer takes a vacation the Big Bads tend to come play."

"What…" Malfoy stared around Ginny at Dawn in disbelief. "You mean that Slayer rubbish is real? I thought she was just a bloody myth, a legend?"

"Real and really tied up where she's at." Dawn informed him. "She can't just drop everything to help us with a few vamps." Biting her lip thoughtfully, Dawn looked back to Dumbledore. "Ginny and I had another idea though. It would still be calling in reinforcements, just not the Slayer herself. We could ask a couple of her partners to come over until the situation is resolved. They'd be more than capable of cleaning out the vamps and protecting the school on that front."

"Her partners?" Sirius Black asked curiously. Ginny didn't like the knowing look in his eyes, but she knew there was little she could do about it now.

Dawn looked to Ginny for confirmation of moving forward. Ginny rolled her eyes and spoke up herself. "Her boyfriend and one of her best friends."

"And these friends would be helpful how?" Snape inquired. He sounded curious despite himself.

"Best friend's an extremely powerful Wiccan witch who's been fighting vamps and demons on the Hellmouth since she was sixteen, and the boyfriend is a vampire with a soul. He's one hundred and twenty or so with ample experience in killing his own kind." Dawn answered.

"Then it's true?" Snape demanded as his eyes widened in disbelief. He stared intently at Dawn. "Angelus, the Scourge of Europe, was cursed with a soul and now fights to save innocents from his own kind?"

The room fell silence once again at that question. McGonagall and Lupin looked shocked, Black looked extremely curious, Dumbledore only mildly less so, and Malfoy looking to Ginny confused as hell.

Dawn smirked. "It's true, but you've got the wrong vamp. Angel's stationed in L.A. at the moment and he and the Slayer are SO history. Besides, Angel will be pushing two-fifty soon. Nope," she continued happily, "I'm talking about Spike. Got souled a little over a year ago and working on redemption ever since."

The disbelief and suspicion were back in Snape's eyes full-force. He looked from Dawn to Ginny and back again, before finally asking the question most prevalent on his mind. "And how, exactly, do you happen to know so much about vampires, the Slayer, and all her friends?"

"Because, Mr. Creepy Guy," Dawn leaned forward in her chair, "I happen to be her little sister."

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Next Chapter: Ginny and Dawn still have more music to face and more secrets to reveal…how will the professors and Malfoy take it?

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