Chapter Three: Explaining

Sorry, I thought I had said when this was set, in Buffy it's obviously straight after season five, in Harry Potter it's after book four so it may vaguely run along the lines of book five or I may change it completely.

Also a lot of people have said I should have made Joyce and Vernon brother and sister rather than Hank and Vernon. I started this story along time ago and I'm sure there was a very good reason for the way it was, I have no idea what that reason was but it was good at the time.

--thanks to PomegranateQueen for pointing out my little mistake in this chapter. It's all corrected, Wizard is a male witch and Harry's not a girl

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"So spill" said Dawn as soon as they were back home, up the stairs and out of earshot of Vernon, Petunia and Dudley, all of whom were still sitting at the dinner table.

"I should..." Harry trailed off heading towards his own room. Dawn sighed and pushed him into her own.

"You're not getting out of it that, easily. You are not getting out of this room until you tell me exactly what's going on"

"We're not meant to talk to each other" Harry reminded her.

"Tough!" she said glaring at him.

"OK, so there's some guys from school who are kinda dangerous and I got them a little angry last term and now they're probably the ones who are following me so I thought we should just get away as quickly as possible" he said, quite impressed as the lie just came to him.

Dawn just glared at him some more. "Do I look stupid? There's no reason why you couldn't have just told me that in the first place. I want the truth"

Harry tried to give her a look that said he wasn't talking, but her glare was kinda scary, and it was almost as if there were threats behind it that she could carry out. So eventually he asked "Do you believe in magic?"

Dawn relaxed slightly and sat down on the bed. "Now we're getting somewhere. And take that as hell yeah"

Harry decided to take her sitting down as an invitation for him to do the same, so he sat at the desk chair. "Well I'm a wizard"

"That's like the male term for a witch right?" asked Dawn.

"Yeah. And I don't go to some young offenders' school I go to a school for magic. Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. You see there's a whole other world full of magic, these people have magical communities with their own shops banks government and schools. They completely rely on magic" He saw her confused face, "I know it's a lot to take in at first I mean when I first found out I was a..."

"What? No, I was just wondering why Willow never got to go to magic school, I would have thought at least Tara went, she's been practising since she was a kid and her mom before her, or Amy, she was a witch and her mother was a witch" as an afterthought she added. "I wonder if she'll ever get deratted"

Now it was Harry's turn to look amazed. "Where do you come from?" he asked. Most muggles who weren't even aware of the magical community couldn't start listing off all the magical people they knew, especially if said people were purebloods, which it appeared they were.

Dawn gave a sad smile. "Sunnydale, mouth of hell, general bad place. Full of vamps, demons and general evil all trying to deplete the population and end the world in their own way"

"Oh" was all Harry could say. He made a mental note to ask Hermione about Sunnydale and the mouth of hell. If she didn't know anything it would be an excuse for her to hit the library as soon as she reached school.

"Anyway, I don't think you'd finished. You're a wizard, why is that a reason for you being followed"

"Well, there's this evil wizard. He believes that witches and wizards who aren't purebloods, as in their parents were muggles, non magic people, are inferior to purebloods, the wizards and witches whose parents had magic and come from a long line of magic. He was gaining power about fourteen years ago; he was killing anybody who got in his way. One night he came to my parents house, killed them and tried to kill me, only somehow the curse backfired and left him nearly dead, for years everybody thought he was dead, only he wasn't"

"And I'm guessing major grudge against you then" said Dawn.

"Something like that. I was a year old at the time anyway, all I've got from the experience is this" he lifted up his messy black hair to reveal the lightening scar. "The thing is he was severely weakened, until last year. He did some kind of spell using my blood to bring himself back to full power. Now he's out on the loose and the whole worlds denying it. However Voldemort and me still aren't exactly best of friends and he still wants me dead"

"So that was his followers after you?"

"I would take a guess at yes. They're called death eaters."

"Death eaters? How corny is that?"

"Yeah well, corny or not their dangerous, so if you do happen to bump into any guys in black robes and white masks, run in the opposite direction very fast" He finally took the time to look around her room. It had been the guest room but had been redecorated in a pale purple. It was bigger than his and even though she had more stuff it still seemed bare and unlived in. There were still a couple of boxes sitting in one corner. "Not finished unpacking yet?" he asked.

She followed his eyes to the boxes. "Mainly books, no where to put them"

He eyed the size of the two boxes "Big reader?"

She shrugged. "Been having trouble sleeping"

He nodded. "I can relate" he said thinking of that voice saying 'kill the spare' that he heard every night in his dreams, as well as Cedric's empty eyes. He stood up. "I should go before anybody realises we've been talking"

"Yeah" she agreed. Then thought of something. "Wait, why all the secrecy why am I being told you're some criminal who I should avoid"

"Well Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia have magic phobias. They hated my parents when they were alive for what they were. Then when I came here after my parents died that hatred was just carried on. They hoped if I never heard of magic I wouldn't be able to use it. But they couldn't exactly hide it after a half giant knocked down the door and took me to Hogwarts. Since then they've hated me for being a wizard. Word of advice, don't say the word magic in front of them. Or witch or wizard for that matter, or anything else magic related"

She nodded, she would have to remember this, and she should probably work on some way of keeping all her 'borrowed' books away from her aunt and uncle.

Before he opened the door Harry asked. "So this gym, it really was full of vampires?"

Dawn smirked, the closest thing to a genuine smile in a while. "You'll just have to keep wondering about that one"

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And Harry did, even if Buffy had known about the existence of vampires he couldn't understand why a teenage girl would take it upon herself to burn down the gym. What was she? Some kind of amateur vampire hunter? It didn't seem all that plausible, so maybe Buffy just was crazy.

Another chapter done. Well, please review.