Jenna Summers: yeah I know…school….tests….and here is the rest of it. And there is a possibility for that pairing. Just Draco's reaction would be priceless.

Just me: yah well it happened to me. And so right abut Neville. Oh and you didn't see nothing yet how she deals with Draco, you do know that she is related to Sirius and you do know how HE was in school...even the twins will be impressed. Well Dumbledore left when he was asked, so while he does not like it, he did allow it. But he will watch her closely.

General Mac; here it is

Mari: yes well. In order ..not telling, maybe

Jade, MsHellFire205: Thanks.

With that Gryffindors left, and Buffy went her way. Only to come across her brother and a group of strong, bulky and big boys.

"We are having Quidditch practice, come and watch" said Draco. Or better yet ordered. Buffy and orders? That never did mix well. Pay back was on the way.

Wednesday -Quidditch pitch, game between Gryffindor and Slytherin

What is the point in Quidditch again? Oh yes, an excuse for Slytherin and Gryffindor beaters to send evil balls on each other. Buffy thought with not small amount of annoyance.

Draco was playing; he was supposed to catch golden snit-thingy, before Gryffindor seeker, who was no other than Harry Potter. Now that was interesting, especially since father watched. Draco was hard pressed to make good impression, which meant caching the golden thingy before Potter.

But what truly amused Buffy, was a memory at the Quidditch practice that Draco ordered her to go watch. Every time she remembered the face Draco made, She was getting all fuzzy and tingly inside. Not to mention repressing giggles that wanted to come out.

Trying to get Draco's flushed and irritated face out of her head, before she started to laugh like a loon, she turned her attention deliberately back toward the game.

But something was wrong with one of the balls, it kept following Harry. What is that guy, trouble magnet, or what? But the boy sure knows how to fly.

Buffy's attention was suddenly drawn to glittering thingy. It was speeding this way and that. Finally settling it self behind Draco. Who was busy gloating to Harry. But by the looks of it Harry saw it, and went for it. Thingy flied away, Harry close behind and then Draco followed. And the Bludger to. Now it really was interesting.

Then to Buffy's annoyance all four disappeared behind the stages. Well until Draco went flying, without the broom, out of it and landing painfully.

And Harry got the golden thing with broken arm, by the looks of it.

"GRYFFINDOR WINS!" yells the boy who was making comments trough the game.

But Buffy didn't paid attention to the players, but on the Bludger which, by the looks of it evil ball didn't get the memo. It kept attacking Harry. Well until Hermione didn't blow it in to smithereens.

Draco was still lying on the grass, so Buffy decided to take closer look. When she reached him, she heard whimpers. Crabbe and Goyle were already there, and so was Professor Snape. Snape took one look at the whimpering boy and ordered the two boys to take Draco to infirmary.

Then there was laughter from Slytherin, which were around Gryffindor players. Turning around Buffy saw Pansy Parkinson running towards them, and giggling hysterically.

When she reached them she gasped out. "Professor Lockhart vanished Potters arm bones."

That was supposed to be funny? Buffy thought incredulously.

Hospital wing

Madam Pomfry was in the furry. She was looking for a potion that grows bones. Draco was moaning on his hospital bed. Buffy was wishing that she could throw something really heavy on him, with spikes. Cordelia didn't make so much noise when she got hurt, unless it was a broken nail. Then she was bitching.

Friday morning, Transfiguration classroom

Buffy just walked in the empty classroom, well the teacher was there, so it was not completely empty.

"Miss Malfoy. I hope you are ready to take first year's exam." at Buffy's nod Professor started to ask questions. Then Buffy had to do some practical transfiguring and she was finished. Professor didn't say how she did, but Buffy was sure that she passed first years Transfiguration.

Now considering that her stomach was rumbling she decided to find her way to the kitchen. One good thing that she got from knowing Crabbe and Goyle.

Upon entering said kitchen she saw boys in question, and surprise, surprise they were eating cakes. And not wanting to be in their company any more that she had to, she quickly asked House elves for some food. And naturally elves jumped and gave her more food that she could possibly eat. Then she off handily mentioned to the boys that Draco was looking for them. Their hurry to pick as many cakes they possibly could gave her some amusement. And so the boys hurried, hands full of pastries, out of the kitchens.

After her dinner she thanked the elves and left the kitchens, strait to Slytherin common room. On the way Tema joined her and together they entered.

Draco was sitting on his customary chair, and on the two seats sat Crabbe and Goyle. But before she could say something, Tema jumped at the two boys, but instead of scratching and hissing, she curled her self and purring softly, fell asleep.

"So" drawled Draco, "you've finally taught your cat to behave."

Buffy shrugged, suspiciously eyeing the cat and then the boys' faces, who were strangely fidgeting. "Don't hold your breath Mr. Hair gel, she is probably just tired."

That earned her a glare from her brother, but what made her really suspicious, was a slight smirk from Crabbe. And was that intelligence in their eyes, some how she seriously dubbed that they suddenly became smart. That would be a miracle.

Sinking to the chair, she kept sharp eyes at the two boys; she didn't think that they posed a treat. Tema would not be so at ease with them if they would, but she was bored and some mystery solving would not hurt.

But that plan fell in the water as soon as she felt slight vibration, coming from her necklace. Resisting the urge to growl in annoyance, she excused her self, picked her cat from Crabbe and went upstairs. There was trouble in Sunnydale.

Sunnydale, Madison residence

Amy was studying for Math test, when she felt magic. Grabbing short knife and a curse she waited for her foe to appear.

"Hi Amy." It was Buffy. Exhaling loudly she put her knife back to the table.

"Expecting some baddie to pop up?" asked Buffy eyeing the sharp ritual knife. Amy shook her head.

"It's Hellmouth, it always pays of if you're prepared."

Buffy nodded. "So what is the what?"

Amy just stared at her, then sighed. "I don't know, but I'm gonna call others, I mean somebody called you."

"OK"

After phone call to Giles, girls went to Giles' flat. Everybody was already there when they arrived. Faith looked pale and so did Xander and Willow.

"Ah Buffy," Giles took of his glasses and started polish them, "it appears that some of us are having …er. …Apparitions of some sort of dead people."

"Like a ghosts? Are they asking for help, or what?" Giles shook his head, "No they rather blaming us for their deaths."

But Buffy's eyes were fixed on a silhouette behind Giles. It was a woman, weary familiar woman.

Turning to Giles "Giles, those apparitions, can more people see them or just the ones they want to blame?"

"Well, till now only Xander and Faith had seen them,…what is it Buffy?"

Buffy looks at Giles grimly. "Well you can count me in as well."

Giles stares for a moment, "Well … who did you see?"

Still looking directly at Giles while trying to ignore Miss Calendar accusations. "I didn't see someone. I'm seeing someone, right now."

"Good Lord," turning to Xander and Faith, "Do you see anything as well?" At their shakes of heads he turned to Buffy again.

"Buffy those ghosts.." he started, but Buffy raised her palm to stop him. "This is no ghost, Giles, I saw ghost before, remember, and they have a certain feel, but this, this is different, there is nothing."

Faith frowned, "You know Mr. G. B is right. Now that I think abut it, there wasn't any thing that I would sense there."

Buffy then fully turned to Miss Calendar. "OK you, what ewer you are, why don't you show yourself to every one?" then she smirked. "Or is this beyond your power."

Sharp intake of breath behind her, made Buffy to whip around to see every one staring at the appertain.

"J – Jenny?" stuttered Giles. "Is it really you?" he asked with wonder.

Miss Calendar smiled to the librarian, "Yes Rupert, it is I" then she walked to him, paying no mind to two Slayers watching every move.

Buffy, Willow and Xander were looking at the gypsy warily. Amy, Larry and Michael watched in stunned silence to a teacher who died couple of months ago. Faith was watching the display with drawling realization and catching Buffy's look she knew that younger Slayer had her suspicions of what will came next.

"Jenny I …"

"Shh Rupert. It was not your fault…" Then she pointed at Buffy. "It was hers."

Giles turned to look at Buffy, but before anyone could say anything, Amy stepped toward Giles.

"Sleep."

And Giles fell to the floor snoring softly. Then all the teens turned to Miss Calendar.

Xander steeped forward. "Who are you?" he demanded with anger.

Faith nodded. "Cuz you're not a ghost of that dead Jenny chic."

Miss Calendar turned to Xander first. And he stumbled backwards. "Is that more to your liking, you murderer." Said Jessie.

Willow squeaked at the sight of their late childhood friend. But Buffy was looking at the apparition grimily. "Now you just proved that your not Miss Calendar or Jessie for that mater." Then she turned to pale Xander. "Jesse's death was not your fault Xander, you know that don't you? And what ever that thing impersonating him is not Jessie."

All teens faced the apparition with determination. "You have no idea what you are dealing with." Jessie hissed and vanished to the thin ear.

"OK that was new," piped in Xander, reliving the tension, that engulfed the group. Others smiled softly.

Amy stepped closer to Giles, kneel beside him and lightly touched his temple. Giles' eyes popped open with a snap and he started to look around wildly.

"Jenny," he whispered. "Jenny where are you?" not seeing her anywhere. He called launder. "JENNY!"

Before anyone could tell the librarian what occurred. A bored voice piped in. "Oh, get a grip Giles. That was not your dead honey. She is dead as a doornail."

Giles shot painful look at Cordelia, but she didn't flinch. "And don't even dare to blame you self or Buffy or any of us for her death. It was all those stupid gypsies fault, I mean honestly, doing a loophole, if Angel did a horizontal he'll become Angelus and tried to kill me."

Amy nodded. "Cordy is right."

Cordelia looked at the witch surprised. "I am?" then she smiled a self satisfied smile.

"I mean yes ,I am."

"We must find some information on the Thing. So research." Said Oz quietly.

And that spurred Giles forward, "Yes research." He murmured and went to the book stacks. The teens following close behind.

After a while Amy stumbled on info they been looking for. "Hey people I've found something."

They all clustered around Amy. "According to this book, we are facing the entity called The First Evil."

All people exchanged looks, that did not sound good. But Amy continued. "It takes forms of the dead people. It has sumoners, or priests called Bringers, they have their eyes sewn shut. And where they perform …" Amy trailed of looking at the page intently.

Buffy put a gentle arm on the girl shoulder. "Amy?"

Amy turned to her friend. "I think I know where they are, where they perform their rituals, underground, no living thing thrives above or under them. When I've went to buy Christmas tree I saw a patch of land that all trees withered as quickly they put them on that spot."

Faith steeped forward detrimentally. "Then lets kill them, before the First does more damage."

And so both Slayers quickly exited the library.

Next chapter: Christmas gifts…. Buffy meets Dobby...THE Christmas Gift from PTB… Draco finds out that trying to curse his sister is NOT a good idea…and Ron gets cornered by a pissed of Slayer…Neville/Buffy friendship