Author: Brooklyn Oracle

Genre: Harry Potter and Buffy the Vampire Slayer Crossover

Summary: Draco and Ron have found out a secret, and the answers are in Sunnydale, home of the Slayer and the Scooby Gang. Post Giles leaving on the plane to England and Tara was never here, BUT WILLOW IS IN MAGIC REHAB!!! Post HP 7th book, whenever that is.

A/N: These characters belong to Warner Bros © Incorporate. (I wish I owned them!), JK Rowling, and Joss Whendon. I have a couple that belong to me, but you can figure it out!

Thank you: to EVERYONE! R&R!

Chapter 2

Ron Weasly and Draco Malfoy were amazed at the turn out for such an odd class. There were many people milling about and chatting with one another. The classroom was large and slanted downward, much like an auditorium. On the platform was a man in his mid-forties rubbing the bridge of his nose. He turned around and started fiddling with things on his desk. The bell had rung at least two minutes ago and everyone had taken his or her seats. Mr. Rupert Giles had quite a bit of trouble calming the class down, but succeeded finally.

"Hem, yes, well… you all seem to like talking as much as my… umm, stepdaughter, but please, let's talk about the subject at hand. You may all call me Giles." He looked around the class and looked down at the sheet of paper on the podium before him. "They're telling me to 'take attendance, then teach the class.' Well, how about I just go around asking everyone's name and age. How 'bout you there?" Mr. Giles started on the opposite end of the classroom. It was at least 15 minutes until he reached the two boys. "And you are?"

"Ronald Weasly, Mr. Giles, sir. I'm twenty, going on twenty-one." Mr. Giles nodded and was about to continue when Ron blurted out. "But you can call me Ron. That's what everyone else calls me. Because Ronald is too long and…" He babbled.

"Quit your prattling, Weasly. I'm Draco Malfoy, I'm already twenty-one." Many female heads turned around in their seats and he gave them a wink and a smile. Many of them swooned.

"Malfoy, please. As if you don't have enough girlfriends already," Ron said loudly. The young women looked away disappointed.

"I have none, thank you very much, Weasel. Now look what you've done. You've scared all the ladies away." Ron received a smack upside the head.

"Hey! I'll hex you for that!" Then they both noticed the whole roomed towards them. "Metaphorically speaking… ha-ha? Uh, sorry Giles."

"Hem, umm… I'll need to see you two after class for disruption. Speaking of Draco, let's begin out topic discussion on dragons. What do we, humans know about them?" Just as Mr. Giles finished asking the question, a girl with red hair came flying through the classroom. Ron noticed her right away, almost mistaking her for his sister, Ginny. She turned around and smiled at Giles. Her green eyes sparkled like emeralds. Ron felt attracted to her right away.

"Giles! I'm so sorry I'm late. Just came back from that…" she looked around and mumbled. "…That special class!" She was American, because, obviously, she had no other accent.

"Yes, take a seat Willow. This is my Sla-stepdaughter's friend from the United States, Willow Rosenberg." Willow waved.

"Hey everybody!" Ron looked shocked at her hair and Draco almost fell off his seat from the power emanating from the petite girl.

"As I was saying before the numerous interruptions…" Willow took a seat in front of them. Giles had just told a joke, but Ron and Draco had tuned them out.

Before they knew it, the class was over. They were about to leave, when they got called down to the front- along with Willow.

"Willow, these two young men are from very well-known wizarding families." Ron and Draco's mouths flew open and their eyes popped out. "Oh, don't look so flabbergasted. I know you can sense the power radiating from her. You're Hogwarts students." Draco was the first to say something.

"Yeah, then how come we don't know her?" He gave Ron a rueful look. "Or should I say, 'How come I don't know her?"

"She's Wicca."

"You mean magic without wands?!?" Ron exclaimed. "I thought that was all a myth!" Willow looked at Giles.

"Yeah, along with other myths."

"Willow…" he began.

"How do you know about Hogwarts anyway?" the boys asked.

"Er… I used to go there. A Slytherin myself, you see. I was into all sorts of bad magic when I was younger." He continued, "But Willow and I came back here for a reason. I came back because there are some mysterious happenings here. Willow is here for magic rehabilitation."

"Excuse me, sir, come again?" Willow explained her situation to them.

"See, I was really involved in Wicca, but soon after I learned the good stuff, I went for the bad. I had this huge overload of magic and went crazy. I tried to kill my friends. Sort of like… umm… eating healthy, then eating cookies. Then eating a whole lot of cookies, hence getting fat. They sort of out-do each other. But I'm not fat with magic, because I so work out and…" Giles placed a hand on her shoulder.

"It's alright, Willow, have a seat outside for a moment will you?" She nodded.

"See you guys later?" she asked. Draco and Ron nodded and the red head left.

"She sort of reminds me of your sister, Virginia."

"Don't go talking about Ginny! You hardly even know her!" Ron exclaimed. Draco raised his eyebrows. In his sixth year, he had dated Virginia Weasly for a short amount of time. Things couldn't work with "The Golden Three" always snooping around, so Ginny and Draco eventually broke it off.

"I dated her, you wanker. Now shut the bloody hell up. Giles is speaking." Giles rubbed the bridge of his nose and wiped his spectacles.

"You two are almost as bad as Buffy and Spike." The two glared at each other then looked confused. "Anyhow, there's been a… er, let's say spill… of magic in London and it connects to weird happenings in Sunnydale, California. Where Buffy and the rest of her companions resides. Since you two are quite powerful wizards, we thought we could use some of your help."

"Why not just get Weasly's friend, Potter?" Draco asked, venom dripping from his words.

"Ahem, well, you just might need aide from him, but I'm sure you have access to the floo network and you two can apparate. Am I correct?" They nodded.

"So what exactly are you implying?" Draco was asking most of the questions while Ron stared blankly ahead.

"Well, er, we'd need you to fly or apparate all the way across the world to California, clean up the spill there and return here to fix things up. By the way, it is on a Hellmouth, where all sorts of demonic activity are drawn to it. I've already talked to Cornelius Fudge about this, so it's your decision." They both looked at each other warily and shook their heads in agreement.

"I just have to owl my mother and Sirius." Since his father's downfall, Sirius and his mother got engaged since she was no longer tied down to Lucius. Draco and Harry, together, overthrew Lord Voldemort, but there were still loyal supporters wreaking havoc. And they were both guessing this "spill" was because of one of those supporters.

"Yeah, I have to owl my mum, my sister, Fred, George, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Hermione… and Harry."

'Oh, yes, the Golden Boy." Ron rolled his eyes.

"I wouldn't be surprised if this was caused by one of your friends," Ron taunted.

"They're not my friends." Draco didn't know how he turned out so well, since his father raised him with the Dark Arts.

"Oi, that's right. Crabbe and Goyle don't know how to count with their shoes on."

"They don't." Draco had the last laugh as he called his owl with a high pitched whistle. A large Tawny owl came swooping over Willow's head, causing her to shriek. "It's okay. It's just Prometheus." Draco summoned parchment and a quill and started writing.

Mother, Sirius:

My college professor here at Oxford has informed me of a "magic leak" in the States. His name is Rupert Giles. Perhaps you know him? Anyhow, Mr. Giles knows we are wizards and there is a witch who can perform magic without a wand here. The power radiating from this girl is incredible! He has asked us to travel to Sunnydale, California. It is on top of a 'Hellmouth' so to speak. We meaning Ronald Weasly and I. We are to mend the spill and return to London to fix the problems here that connect to one another. It is quite confusing. I don't when I shall be back, but I'll owl you as soon as I hear. Wish me luck.

Your son,

Draco

Meanwhile, Ron's scrawny owl, whose nickname was Pig, came flying unevenly through the door.

"Pig! Pig, come here! You must deliver some of these letters!" Ron also started to write.

Dear Mom and Dad,

Don't forget to owl Ginny, Fred, George, Bill, Charlie, Percy, and Hermione about this. I'll mail Harry myself. My college instructor here just told me that a 'Hellmouth' of sorts has a "magic leak" in the States. My teacher's name is Rupert Giles. Do you know him? Mr. Giles knows we're wizards. Isn't that cool? And there is a girl here who can do magic without a wand. Giles asked us to travel to Sunnydale, California. We're going to fix the spill and come back to London to fix the problems here that link to one other one. When I say 'we' I mean Malfoy and me. Ugh… I don't when I'm coming back, but I'll tell you as soon as I know. Bye!

Love,

Ron

Draco and Ron sent their owls on their way and prepared to step into the fireplace.

"Where are we going again?" The boys asked.

"1630 Revello Drive," Giles and Willow said at the same time. There were questions flying all over the place.

"How do you do this again?" asked Willow.

"Is this for a grade?"

"How will we know what to do when we get there?"

"Can we pack?"

"How long will this be for?"

"Do we have to stay in a hotel?"

"STOP WITH THE BLOODY QUESTIONS! Okay," he said when the office silenced, " this is not for a grade, but it will appear as though you arrive to school and go to classes everyday. There will be people in Sunnydale who will help you. Your things have already been packed for you, and no, Draco, you do not have to stay in a hotel." Giles took a deep breath and exhaled. "Now in you go!"

"What about my question!" Willow exclaimed.

"You take a handful of floo powder, throw it into the fireplace and say your destination clearly and loudly and step through."

"That's so cool!" Willow said. Just as they each took a handful, a loud pop came from outside.

"I know that pop from anywhere…" Draco said hesitantly.

"DRACO CHRISTOPHER MALFOY!" Ron sniggered.

"Christopher! Haha!"

"Shut up, Weasel! I'm in here mother!" Narcissa Malfoy came in the office with her fiancé, Sirius Black.

"You can not just go off like that! It is rude and unacceptable." She took a look around the room. "Oh, hello everyone!" She kissed Ron on the cheek. "This must be the Wiccan." Willow blushed. Willow was observing the similarities between the mother and son. Draco had her sharp nose and hair. She supposed he had his father's eyes and build… possibly his opinions as well.

"Yes, nice to meet you. I'm Willow Rosenberg," she said, shaking Narcissa's well-manicured hand.

"Rupert! So good to see you! It's been too long since we saw each other at graduation!" Narcissa gave Giles a massive hug. He looked uncomfortable as he patted her back.

"Same to you, 'Cissa."

"As I was saying, you can't go off like this! Have you even thought of the consequences? It's a Hellmouth, for Merlin's sake, Draco! Think! You're smart! You didn't get chosen to go here for nothing!"

"I know, mother. I'm doing this to redeem the family's name. But I wouldn't have to do this if it wasn't for that man I called a father." Willow could hear the pain in his voice. Sure no one else noticed. All they heard was malice. But all you had to do was look into his eyes and see how much he felt betrayed. Besides, Willow was special too. It may not have seemed Draco matured, but he did in the tiniest ways.

"Alright, I presume. You are twenty-one and liable to make your own decisions. Sirius, what do you think?" The handsome man who hadn't spoken finally communicated.

"I think Rupert here is just trying to ruin these two fine boys into joining the dark side."

"They used to be enemies as children," Narcissa clarified.

"Sirius, please. I joined the Watcher's Council as soon as I graduated. I have a Slayer right now, under my charge!"

"A SLAYER!" Sirius, Draco, Ron, and Narcissa exclaimed.

"That's what I meant about other myths. The "stepdaughter" Giles was talking about is my best friend, Buffy Summers, the one and only Vampire Slayer."

"Well, except for that one little mix up with Kendra and Faith…" Giles started. "Wait a bloody minute. We've been talking for over twenty minutes now and my next class still hasn't arrived."

"And we both have to be in Pop Culture," Ron added.

"Oh, dear me. I forgot! I put a Timing Spell on the classroom."

"Mother, you hardly even know how to work a Timing Spell!" Draco burst out.

"Draco! Don't speak to your mother in that tone!" Sirius said. Before the family bickering could continue, Giles stepped in.

"Does this absolutely have to happen every ten minutes?" Everyone stared at him. "Er, let me guess. I need to explain everything again."

"NO!" the three younger people yelled.

"Oh, alright then… umm, why don't you all go along and I'll explain things to Narcissa and Sirius." There were at least two more pops and screaming. "And I suppose Molly and Arthur as well." Ron went first, not wanting to have to face the wrath of his parents.

"1630 Revello Drive!" he yelled, throwing the green sand-like powder into the hearth, then walking through. Following Ron, Willow went after saying goodbye to Giles and Draco's mother and Sirius. Draco kissed his mother farewell and waved to Sirius and he was gone.

"RONAALLLDDD!!!" Molly Weasly called from outside. Giles took off his glasses and wiped them.

"Oh bother. In here Molly…"

With a poof the three appeared in the living room of the Summers' residence. Willow looked up at Ron and giggled.

"What?" Ron asked perplexed.

"You have some ash in your hair. Here, let me get it out." Willow got on her tiptoes and brushed soot from his head. "All better!" Ron's heart pace quickened and he gave her a goofy lopsided grin.
"Thanks."

"So when are we going to bloody meet this Buffy the Vampire Slayer girl?" All of a sudden a blonde flash came charging through the doorway at him.

"AAAHHHHHH!!!" she screamed as she tackled the other blonde to the floor. Willow laughed nervously.

"Everyone, meet Buffy Summers. The Vampire Slayer."

A/N: I hope you liked it. Ask me if you got questions or something doesn't loop around or doesn't seem to fit, just ask!