A/N: Thank you, few reviewers!

Kurai: I don't know why Buffy wouldn't necessarily explain to people about Dawn. I don't think it's a super-sensitive topic, but then again, I haven't watched the last three seasons since they aired on TV.

Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters and locations belong to J.K. Rowling, and Buffy the Vampire Slayer characters belong to Joss Whedon. The general story idea, though, belongs to yours truly

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"Whoa, Spike," Xander said, extremely surprised at his sudden appearance. "Okay, now's a good time to start with the explaining."

"Spike didn't die like we thought he did," Buffy said, surprised at herself at how natural that sentence sounded. "He needed a job so he came here."

"That's right," Spike clarified. "So'd Giles bring you lot here?"

Willow nodded. "We heard you were having some trouble," she said.

"Oh, I came here to tell Giles; today went amazingly well!" squealed Buffy excitedly. "The students were just asking me general questions about me and my life and about Slayers and stuff. Oh, it was just so great! I mean, compared to yesterday's class which was a huge disaster!"

"That's great, Buffy!" replied Willow happily. "How have your classes been going, Spike? I assume you're teaching classes here...?"

"You assumed right, Willow," said Spike proudly. "I've been giving my students a free period everyday because I don't know a thing about the subject I'm teaching. Just today I overheard a few students remarking on how yours truly was their favorite teacher."

"I wish you were my teacher in high school!" Xander responded, slightly sadly, looking at the ground.

"That's not very productive, Spike," said Willow. "What are the students going to do when you give them exams?"

Spike ran his tongue over his teeth thoughtfully. "Hadn't quite thought about that," he said with a chuckle. "Giles, where's the history section?"

Giles pointed him in the right direction and the large bookcases in the library quickly enveloped him.

"This is all so weird," Andrew said. "I can't believe... You know, about Spike."

Buffy smiled at the floor. Suddenly a blood-curdling scream echoed through the room, followed by a loud crash. Buffy's head shot up. Xander had opened a book that emitted a loud scream, and fallen to the floor (and knocked over a few chairs in the process) in surprise.

"Heh, heh, sorry," Xander said, getting up and brushing himself off.

"Whoa, that's so cool!" Andrew exclaimed, rushing over to the bookcase Xander had fallen next to. Giles followed to answer any questions they might have.

"So, how're things with you and Spike?" Willow asked Buffy, happy to have an opportunity where the two could talk alone.

Buffy shrugged. "It was so crazy to see him," she explained. "I was so shocked, but when I heard his name, I knew right away that it was him. It's great to be with him again. And, we... kissed the other day-"she was slightly embarrassed to admit it. "- But things still feel strange. Like there's something missing, and things won't be the same again. Ever again."

"I'm sorry about that," Willow said seriously. "What can I do to cheer you up?"

"Be yourself, Wil," replied Buffy with a smile.

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Hermione headed down to the library to do her Transfiguration assignment. She was extremely surprised to see three new faces in the library. First she saw a girl with flaming red hair like the Weasley's, then she saw two men standing in between two of the stacks. One had sandy blond hair, while the other's was dark. Who were these people? Then she noticed that Professor Summers was chatting happily with the girl. Maybe it was one of her friends she had told them about during class. Maybe it was Willow!

"Good afternoon, Professor Summers," Hermione said with a smile, as she passed her teacher.

"Hi, Hermione," Professor Summers replied, looking happier than Hermione had ever seen her before.

"Is she a witch?" Willow whispered to Buffy, nodding toward Hermione.

"They all are," Buffy told her. "Witches and wizards, that is."

"Cool! Would she think I was weird if I talked to her?" Willow asked uncertainly.

Buffy shrugged. "You never know until you try."

"Hi," Willow said, approaching Hermione.

Hermione looked up. "Hi. I'm Hermione."

Willow smiled and sat down across the table from the student. "I'm Buffy's friend Willow. I'm a witch also. I've only met a few people who are really like myself, so I was wondering if we could talk a bit?"

"Okay." Hermione was somewhat flattered that Willow had asked to talk to her over the other students in the school.

"What's that?" Willow pointed to Hermione's wand.

"That's my wand. Don't you use one?"

Willow picked it up. "No. I mostly do things with materials I can buy from a witchcraft store."

"Really," Hermione was confused. "You'll have to show me sometime."

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Dawn was sitting in her dormitory, all alone. She hoped to dear God that Draco didn't follow her up there and decide to make a move on her again. She actually had feelings for him. There was a strong attraction there, but she didn't feel comfortable actually doing anything about it. When he kissed her, it felt weird, like it shouldn't be happening, but deep down Dawn itched for more. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if he found her, after all.

So he did.

"Draco," she breathed.

"Dawn," he responded, raising his eyebrows up and down. "I guess I came back for more." He fell on top of her and started to make out with her again. At first she resisted, but then she just let it happen. She tried to remember that this was what she wanted...

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Willow and Hermione talked for so long, that she barely got any of her work done. Hermione walked back to the Gryffindor common room, a smile plastered on her face. She was happy that she got to talk to someone who experienced witchcraft in a different kind of way. Although Willow's methods puzzled her, it was interesting to learn about someone else's experience. She loved learning about other people. So when she reached the common room, she immediately tried telling Harry and Ron about her conversation, but they weren't as excited about it as she was.

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A/N: I know it's short, but this story's going nowhere and I think I'll probably end it soon. No one's reading it anyway, lol. Please review though, even if it's to say that this story sucks!