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A/N: Just for general info: Dawn will not become a witch, this will eventually become Draco/Dawn but not for a very long time.

A/N2: Um, I hope I don't disappoint you guys too much for the reason they're there at Hogwarts. It's not as dire as some of you thought it might be, but will provide some fun much farther down the line.

Part Eight

Potions class ended and Snape indicated to Draco that he wanted him to stay behind. When the room was empty except for the two of them, Snape asked, "What happened? You've never had a potion explode on you before."

"That... girl is my correspondence."

Snape raised an eyebrow. "Not what you expected?"
"No! She's so damn... infuriating!"

"I suggest you compose yourself and stop letting that, girl, affect you. Now go, or you'll be late for your next class."

Draco grabbed his bag and headed out the door. As he headed to DADA he realized Snape was right. That muggle girl shouldn't affect him. He was a Malfoy, and Malfoys were unaffected by beautiful muggle women.

He paused for half a heartbeat. Correction, she's not beautiful and she's not a woman. She's just a stupid muggle girl. With that firmly in mind, he slipped into his class at the last moment and took his seat.

The Slytherin inwardly groaned as he saw all four of the school's guests standing next to Professor Lupin. He let his Malfoy family training take over and a cold, indifferent look settled on his face.

"Class, I'd like for you to meet Miss Buffy Summers. She'll tell you a little about herself and then I'll introduce the others. Buffy?"

"Thanks, Remus," the tiny blond said with a smile. "I know you are familiar with slayers and may even personally know one since a few of them go to school here. But I know you haven't met one with as much experience as me. I'm the only, living slayer that knows what it meant to be the only chosen one."
Hermione's hand went into the air and when Buffy pointed to her she asked, "How long have you been the slayer?"
"Almost nine years."

Hermione's hand went up again.

"Miss Granger, you will have plenty of time to ask Buffy question later, she's going to be here for the entire week. This is very good news for all of you since you have a three foot essay to write on the slayer due next Wednesday." Hermione's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Next I'd like to introduce Mr. Wesley Wyndam-Pryce and Mr. Rupert Giles."

Draco's mind wandered as the two men talked about something called the watcher's council and how the change in the slayer line occurred. He honestly could have cared less.

What he was trying to figure out was the real reason for their visit to Hogwarts. While the information sharing was, well, informative, it hardly constituted the four's presence. Not to mention the supposed secrecy before their departure. There had to be some sort of ulterior motive.

He drew his attention back to Lupin as the two windbags finished their spiel. He figured the girl would speak next. Why else would she be standing up there with them?
Dawn smiled as she was introduced and moved to stand in front of the class. "I'm sure you guys are wondering why I get to talk. But we, meaning Giles and Wesley, thought our offer might sound more appealing coming from me.

"I'm not a witch, but I've been surrounded by the supernatural my entire life."

Buffy snorted and Dawn shot her a dirty look.

"When my sister finally let me help her, I learned I had a knack for research. My fighting skills are ok, but my research skills are better. With the destruction of the council and the activation of all the slayers all over the world, there came a need for new watchers to help the slayers. So, I became one.

"Now to the good stuff," she said, looking straight at Draco. "We're here to offer you guys a job when you graduate. You're obviously in this class because you're good at Defense Against the Dark Arts and you have an interest in it. We need people like you to become watchers. The slayers need you.

"We're not asking you to decide right this minute," Giles said, stepping up to stand next to her. "Feel free to ask us questions this week and we'll leave our address so you can owl us."
Draco looked around the room and was fairly surprised to see that quite a few of his classmates looked interested. He knew that most of the students who took Advanced DADA wanted to be aurors, that was why the golden trio were in the class.

He didn't want to be an auror but had taken the class anyway. Actually, he wasn't sure why he had taken the class other than the fact it was something he was good at. It almost came as easily to him as potions did.

And why did she stare at him when she gave their proposal? Surely the crazy chit didn't want him to become a watcher?

Did she?