Since I forgot this before I don't own Buffy or Harry Potter, they belong to Joss and Rowling.
Chapter Two: Hogwarts
The next morning could find Buffy carefully packing old mementos from her late friends. A picture of Willow, Xander, and Oz in front of the ruins of the old high school, taken just after they'd defeated the mayor. The cross Angel had given her the night she moved to town. And some books Giles had asked her to care for should anything unfortunate happen to him, his watcher's diaries among them but she couldn't bear to read them just yet. Her eyes were red and puffy but far beyond the point of tears. She'd spent the night before wondering if the others had felt this way after either of her deaths, though only Xander and Angel were there for the first.
Dumbledore appeared around nine-thirty and she was blissfully thankful that he hadn't apparated right into her room. She didn't think attacking one's employer on the first day was a good idea.
"Are you ready my dear?" he asked.
"Yes, and thank you Albus, for taking me in. I must admit when Giles introduced us I thought you were slightly off, all that magic messing with my senses," the young woman commented.
Dumbledore pulled his wand, and after a whispered, "wingardium leviosa" her bags floated around her shoulders. Although stunned, Buffy paid special attention to every spell or incantation he recited. She'd long ago suspected that she wouldn't be able to do proper magic, but she hoped that being the slayer may give her some small amount of power.
"We'll go by portkey, Buffy," Dumbledore explained while summoning one with the portus spell. "Just think of being at Hogwarts."
They both touched it, and Buffy could immediately feel the pull at her stomach. For just a moment she thought she might have jumped from the tower again. When Dumbledore could focus once more, he was scarcely outside the grounds of Hogwarts. Expecting to hear his companion gasp in surprise, panic struck him as he looked to his side and found no one there.
Buffy was having problems of her own. When she opened her own eyes, she was surrounded by red and gold, green and silver, with no Albus in sight. Just as she was about to ask where she was, she found herself face to face with a greasy man who could best Synder with his sneer.
"How did you do that?" the man shouted. "How did you apparate into Hogwarts?"
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