Long time no see huh?  *Ducks as people throw squashed tomatoes* OK, I know it's been a while, but my muse went walkies (as it does a lot) and I hit a rough patch.  But hey…better late than never right?  *Tomato hits author on the face*

Unfortunately, due to the fact my muse (I call her Charlotte) goes walkies quite regularly, updates will not be as regular as they were before.  So expect updates about every ten days, ok?  Ill try and keep it to that, but it might be longer…but I'll definitely update soon…no more month long waits…*Crowd cheers?*

Anyway…thanks for all those who reviewed and special thanks goes to Stef who told me to get my ass off the ground…thanks!

On with the chapter…

Chapter 5.

Joyce and Snape arrived at Buffy's hospital room the next morning, refreshed and anxious to know how Buffy had taken it.  The previous night Buffy had been angry, and had demanded them to leave, to which they obliged.  But hopefully, now that she had had a chance to cool off, she would accept what they had told her.  Unfortunately, Buffy decided not to talk about Snape or the potion, she only asked questions about Hogwarts and Voldemort, and what they had learnt at the school.

Joyce told her everything about Hogwarts, the lessons, the teachers and the houses.  She told her of Giles and her friends at school, including Hank.  Snape told her everything which was happening at the school presently, he told her of Professor Quirrell, the Triwizard Tournament, his Potions classes, the Slytherins and Gryffindors and the last year at Hogwarts, Professor Umbridge and the Ministry of Magic.

Buffy was absolutely fascinated by everything to do with Hogwarts and her mother's and Snape's world.  It intrigued her, and Buffy found that despite the magic, it was not that different from the world Buffy lived in.  There were vampires and demons in both worlds, there was evil in both worlds and just like Fudge and the Ministry who had previously ignored Voldemort, the inhabitants of Sunnydale ignored the mysterious deaths and the demons and creatures that walked the streets at night.

But soon, they ran out of things to talk about and Joyce and Snape made no sign to leave.  Buffy knew what they wanted to know, and she knew that it would probably eat them alive if she did not tell them. 

"Ask me."

Joyce looked at her, feigning confusement.  "Ask what, dear?" 

"What you two are just dying to ask."

"We have a considerable amount of questions, but I doubt that it would be proper to ask these questions at our current location."  Snape said, looking around the small hospital room.

"Geez, you are so English."  Buffy commented, flicking a strand of blonde hair from her eyes.

"Excuse me?"  Snape asked, confused by what she had just said.

"Can't you lighten up a bit?  I mean, will it kill you to not use big words and speak posh?"  Buffy asked, smirking.  "Does everyone in England speak like you?"

Joyce chuckled, loving the horrified expression on Snape's face.  She doubted that Snape expected Buffy to be as outspoken and blunt as she was.

"Buffy, Snape just speaks like the Queen.  Always has done, always will.  Remember that vampire, Spike?"  Buffy growled at the name, but Joyce carried on.  "He has a cockney accent, not everyone in England speaks like they are a member of the Royal Family."

Buffy tilted her head, deep in thought.  "Anyone can belong to the wizarding world, right?  I mean, anyone I pass on the street could be a witch or a wizard."

Joyce nodded in response.  "It is quite possible Buffy."

Buffy bit her lip, deep in thought.  "So, anyone could be a wizard, like, Synder."  Buffy shuddered disgusted by the thought.  "Am I a witch then?"  Buffy asked, quietly.  Joyce smiled, taking Buffy's hand in hers.

"Of course." 

"Then why did I not get the letter?"  She asked, Buffy's penetrating gaze on her mother.

"Well," Joyce started, a guilty look on her face.  "Because we had to hide you, when the letter was sent to us, we threw it away."

Buffy removed her hand from her mothers, crossing her arms against her chest.

"You lied about that, like you lied about everything else."  Buffy accused.

"You lied about being the slayer!"  Joyce argued, knowing she sounded childish.  "So don't tell me off for lying, because that was what you were doing also!"

Buffy looked at her hands, realising exactly what her mother was saying.  It was true, she had lied about it, but lying about the wizarding world and her real father was much worse.  But Buffy did not voice her opinions; she looked hard at Snape, who was looking back at her. 

"You wanna know about being the slayer?"  Buffy voiced Snape's question.  Snape and Joyce nodded simultaneously.  "K, but no interruptions, OK?"  Joyce and Snape nodded again.

"When did you become a slayer?"  Joyce asked with an eager look on her face, but it quickly disappeared as Buffy glared at her.

"No interruptions.  I became a slayer in March, when I was fifteen.  Merrick, my watcher came up to me and told me about my destiny.  Then, you know when I burned the gym down in LA?"  Joyce nodded, and Snape looked disappointed at Buffy, at which she smirked.  "Well, the truth was, there were vampires inside.  So, when we moved to Sunnydale, I found out that my watcher was Giles, and Xander and Willow, my best friends, found out that I was the slayer.  So, that's pretty much it."  Buffy stopped there, she did not want to expand and tell her parents about everything she had gone through.  Especially about the Master, Spike and Drusilla, Angel and Angelus.

"What was all that business, the night that girl died?"  Joyce asked, and Buffy closed her eyes.

"I don't want to talk about it."  She muttered.

"But-"

"I said I don't want to talk about it!"  She repeated loudly opening her eyes, and Joyce immediately shut up.

There was silence for a while and then Buffy asked a question she had been dying to ask for a long time.

"What happens now?"

Joyce shrugged, and glanced at Snape. "Well, tomorrow evening, you will be able to go back home.  Then, I guess, we'll ask for you to be allowed back into school, and Snape will go back to Hogwarts."

Buffy nodded.  "I want to go back with him." 

Snape looked surprised, and he glanced at Joyce, before returning his gaze to Buffy.

"I'm not quite sure you could."  Snape said, wincing as Buffy glared at him.

"I want to see where I came from.  I want to learn magic."  She said, staring at him.

"Honey, Severus is in a difficult position.  If Voldemort found out he had a daughter, we could all be in terrible danger."  Joyce reasoned.

But Buffy had made up her mind, and she stuck her bottom lip out a little.  "I'm sure we could work it out."  She said sweetly. 

Joyce and Snape exchanged glances, and then Snape smiled at Buffy, which creeped her out a bit.

"I would love for you to come to Hogwarts."

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