Dinner finishes quickly and the students leave the Great Hall. A few are eyeing the Slayers and Watchers not knowing who they are. Blaise hears Hermione make a comment to Harry and Ron about wondering how many are going to be trying to figure it out like they used to. Blaise rolls her eyes and wonders how they never got expelled. It must have been some quick maneuvering on Dumbledore's part, that's for sure.

She is shaken back to reality by Dawn throwing an arm around her shoulder. "So you didn't tell me that Hogwarts is the coolest place in the world," Dawn says giving her friend the evil eye.

Blaise looks at her, "I guess I did neglect to mention that. Although after growing up on the Hellmouth in Sunnydale, then living on the one in Cleveland, I can assure you, you have seen more interesting things."

"Maybe for you, you grew up in this world. I, on the other hand, am a muggle, and not used to this. This is totally the coolest thing I've seen. Ever," Dawn says trying to make her point, "This place has to be incredibly old. And going to school here? I wish my high school had been like this.....well ok, maybe not, because that would mean dungeons, and the First with dungeons, not a pretty picture. And it being destroyed is not a good thing either, but other then that."

"Are you channeling Willow? Cause that really sounded like her babble right there Dawnie," Kennedy says while walking up to the group.

"I agree with Ken," Blaise says laughing at Dawns face. "And the reason I didn't tell you, is, well, would you believe me if I had explained this?"

"I would have thought you were trippin for one," Rona adds herself in the conversation.

"I'm in agreement there," Vi says.

"See reason there's enough," Blaise smiles at the rest of the girls.

"So which house were you in here?" Vi says watching the students file out of the Hall.

Blaise smirks lightly, "Slytherin."

The girls all look at each other, "The people at dinner...weren't they telling us Slytherin was evil?" Rona asked.

"They were saying that all evil wizards come out of there, and that a lot of the families are pulling kids out so they can join Lord Voldy-whatever sooner," Dawn says.

"So Lai has a dark side," Kennedy says putting her arm around Blaise's shoulders, "now I for one would like to see that come out."

"I'll have you know that not all Slytherins are evil, unlike what Potty and the Weasel might tell you," a voice behind the girl's drawls, "Most of us just look out for ourselves before everyone else, and are cunning and sly. Not evil, just not all brave and good. We see the world as is, not all sunshine and flowers like some other houses." Draco looks at all the girls and raises an eyebrow as if asking them to challenge that.

Dawn looks at Draco, and then turns to Blaise, "Who's mini-Spike, I saw you guys flirting at dinner, you looked pretty close?"

"Subtle Dawn, very subtle. I see Xander's rubbing off on you there," Blaise rolls her eyes at her friend, "This is Draco Malfoy, we were the same year Slytherins when I was here."

Kennedy looks him up and down, "Defiantly see the Spike reference."

The other girls nod in agreement, and Blaise has to laugh at Draco's cluelessness on who Spike was.

Before he can ask, he is interrupted by Dumbledore. "It would be a good idea if we could get out guests settled in, as tomorrow is Saturday we will have a meeting then, last minute preparations still need to be put in place. I have assigned each of the visitors a host to show them around the castle and then to their rooms."

As Dumbledore begins listing off names, Blaise notices Charlie coming over to her.

"Hey how's your family?" Blaise whispers to him when he stops behind her.

"Good," Charlie says, "I was told to come over here; apparently we are meeting with Dumbledore tonight about your part in this mission. Looks like I know who else will be attending this meeting."

Blaise looks around and realizes that they were some of the last people still in the room, with Draco, Snape, Giles, Potter, and Dumbledore. She knows that this is what Giles meant earlier.

"Char, Giles said something to me earlier. Something about me being able to refuse a mission if I needed to, you know I won't do that, but I wanted to tell you that they gave me the option," Blaise takes a breath knowing his reaction.

"Why are they giving you an out? Do you know?" Charlie questions, looking at her with wide eyes.

"No idea, I really don't know, that's all he said to me." Blaise figures that because she is a Slytherin, it will have something to do with that, and she knows Charlie is thinking along the same lines.

"The rest of us will go to my office," Dumbledore says looking at all of them, "we have a bit of talking to do tonight."

As they all begin to walk towards the Headmasters office, Blaise can't help wonder how she got herself into this. Why didn't she say she just couldn't come back? 'Damn Slayer spirit, makes me do all this,' Blaise thinks as she walks.

After entering the Headmasters office, Blaise looks around. "Ok, I know this all depends on a go or no go from me, so lets hear the plan and get it over with," Blaise says looking at Giles.

"Blaise, I am reminding you there is no pressure," Giles pulls off his glasses and starts cleaning them.

"Ok Giles, now you're scaring me, what's the deal? Are you going to tell me about a prophesy here or something, cause that is Buffy's department, I don't deal in prophesy of any kind....well I do, but you know she has more experience then I do in that," Blaise takes a breath.

"Giles, just tell us what is going on," Charlie takes over for her, "I for one am dieing to know why I wasn't brought in on this before." His watcher protection streak is coming out, and Blaise can tell they are both on edge.

"This is mostly my idea, Miss Zabini," Snape takes over. "Knowing what you are now, and knowing your family, I am the one that figures this might work. As you must have figured out by now, I was a spy for The Order on the Death Eaters. I say was because they recently have found me out. We had one bit of luck in this, and that is that Mr. Malfoy was able to become a spy for us before I was found out. But unfortunately Mr. Malfoy was given a seemingly impossible task before he can become part of Voldemorts inner circle." Snape looks over at Draco motioning for him to continue.

"Not only did you disappear Blaise, but many children of Death Eater parents have over the years. Wanting to live a normal live, they come to Dumbledore and the Order for protection. The Order gives it to them," Draco shakes his head, "but they never counted on one thing. Over the last few years, support for Voldemort has started to wane. Voldemort decided that all the people that had disappeared need to be found. I was told to head up the process. To find these people, bring them back, that's why Voldemort wants me here at Hogwarts. He figures I can get inside information on all of that. But recently, I was asked to find you," he says looking straight at her.

"Me? Why am I so special?" Blaise looks confused.

"I don't think you realized how many people saw what happened that day in Hogsmeade," Harry says quietly. "It caused quit a stir, and then when you didn't come back....rumors started to fly."

"Your father has moved up the ranks as a Death Eater, and has become more insistent over the years in trying to find you," Snape says, getting to the crux of the issue.

"So what, we're going to hand me over, they are going to put me under a curse or something, and you'll have given me the antidote and I'll get the rest of the girls in?" Blaise asks knowing it can't be that simple.

Charlie looks around at the men in the room seeing that they are all hiding something, and he figures he knows what it is. "No Blaise it's not that simple. Voldemort knows what you are. That's why he wants you so much."

"We don't know that for sure Mr. Weasley," Snape sneers, "but it is one of the theories we have."

"Why wouldn't he know? I mean if what Harry says is true, then he must know. Someone had to have reported the Bringers to their parents. I can imagine that what Willow did was noticed in the Magical community, and Sunnydale, that was a big deal. Plus another Hellmouth," Blaise sighs, "As much as I hate to admit it, Death Eaters are not dumb, we have to assume that they know and that's why they want me." She sits in thought, knowing that if she doesn't do this they might not be able to bring down Voldemort, "So I'm game....bring me to him, give me the details of this plan now."