Previously on The Way Look At Me...

"Narcissa it's been 18 years, when will you accept that she is lost to us?"

Narcissa stopped walking and dropped his hand, "And when will you learn that I will never forgive you for taking the dark mark?" she whispered. "I loved you Lucius I love you still. But your lies and deception have caused our family too much hurt and heartache." she said with such venom in her voice that a chill went up his spine.

She has returned...go to him...time to heal

Buffy felt her mind drift away as her footsteps worked automatically and followed the voices. Remus greeted her as she entered the kitchen, "Buffy I'd like for you to meet..."

Come to me...seek and ye shall find...past and present will collide...Wings of ebony black as night...Harry Potter...

Buffy stopped dead in her tracks when the voices stopped speaking. Harry dropped his fork as he felt a hand force him to turn, "Harry," Buffy whispered as she lifted her hand above his scar shivers went down Harry's spine as she gently caressed his scar. Then a soft glow emanated from her fingertips as she pressed herself closer to him, "Harry," she repeated before kissing him passionately on the lips.

Buffy blinked her eyes and jumped back as she saw familiar green eyes staring at her with shock written all over his face. When she spotted Remus she quickly made her way to him and smiled weakly at the others in the kitchen, "Um, hi." She then whispered to her uncle, "What in the frilly heck is going on?"

Remus, Sirius, Tonks and Harry just stared at her, it was only when two popping sounds and a screech from Buffy woke them from their stupor.

Chapter 3
I Remember
Earlier that day...

Waking up was his favourite part of the day, cause she was the first thing he'd see. He turned his face towards the window where, sure enough, he saw her lying beside him bathed in the early morning sunlight. He smiled as he remembered the countless times they made love last night he never pegged little Ginny Weasley to be such a wild thing in bed. It was too bad he was too caught up in trying to impress his father by hating all things Muggle-related, poor Wizarding families and Harry the Pothead Potter when he could have been with his beautiful red haired angel.

Draco quietly got up and showered, 'Breakfast in Bed' he thought as he got dressed. He went downstairs and opted for the bakery shop next door, what he didn't expect was a Dementor staring him in the face.

"Mummy cry, Father get mad."

2-year-old Draco Black Malfoy cradled his mothers' head on his lap and tried his best to soothe her.

"She's gone, she's really gone," chanted his mother over and over again.

His aunt Bella opened the door with a smirk on her face, "Oh 'Cissa! Stop your incessant whining and get over it. She's dead and gone too bad, your daughter would have helped us greatly with our cause. Now bring the boy here!"

"No! He won't be a part of this I won't let you!" Draco cried as he watched aunt Bella curse her over and over again.

"Mummy!" yelled Draco as men in white masks dressed in black robes dragged him out of the room. When he couldn't hear his mother screaming in agony anymore Draco stopped struggling and allowed himself to be carried into the dungeons.

"DRACO!!!!!!!!!!!" yelled his mother, then darkness claimed him.

Ginny woke up with a gasp she felt her husband's distress and bolted down the stairs. She froze in horror at the sight of a Dementor leaning over Draco Ginny fished out her wand and yelled, "Expecto Patronum!" Blinding white light emanated from her wand and took the form of a leopard. The Dementor was instantly repelled and Ginny held on to Draco's hand and did the one thing she could think of, apparating to the old headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix.

"Sirius! Thank Merlin you're here, Draco's been attacked by a Dementor!" cried Ginny as she placed Draco on the floor.

Draco was dreaming, a beautiful little girl with blonde hair and dark green eyes that were surrounded by silver and golden skin was holding his hand as they walked into a dark forest.

"What's your name?" asked Draco. The little girl smiled at him and placed her little hand over his heart, she said to him, "We have the same blood. It's always the blood."

"I know you don't I?" Draco's mouth was working but his brain wasn't functioning, what he really wanted to ask was where was she taking him and what the bloody hell was going on.

"Yep, you're my big brother," giggled the little girl but her giggling stopped, she looked fearfully into Draco's eyes and whispered to him, "Don't let him take me away, the bad man always takes me away."

Just then, a man appeared out of the shadows and grabbed his sister's hand. Draco couldn't move, his feet were glued on the spot. He watched helplessly as the dark haired man ran his long slender fingers through her hair. He watched his sister's form change into that of a beautiful young woman.

The look in her eyes made Draco's heart ache, he saw sadness, so much pain, he knew that look. It was the look his father had when he was in Azkaban. She didn't struggle she just let the man caress her body in ways that only an experienced lover could.

The man placed kisses on his sister's neck before giving Draco a wicked smile. Draco tried to shut his eyes or at least try to do something but it was no use, he was stuck. His sister began to moan, not in pleasure but in pain. The man beside his sister stepped back and walked over to Draco, he then leaned in to his ear and whispered to him, "I will be back and she will free me."

The man disappeared and Draco watched in horrified fascination as two large ebony coloured wings sprouted from his sister's back. His sister gave him a sad smile before she began to fade, "Draco..."

"Wait! Don't go!" he held out his hand to her but there was nothing there, she was gone.

Draco shot up and immediately, "Don't go!" he cried out. When his vision cleared he saw that concerned faces surrounded him, but what caught his eye was the blonde haired girl standing in the corner of the kitchen. He felt his breathe hitch he stood up shakily drowning out the questions on his well-being.

Buffy tensed, she saw him approaching, and the boy that popped out of nowhere. This is some freaky shit!' she thought as the boy stopped a few inches away from her face.

Draco could feel the unmistakable sensation of tears threatening to fall. He held his breath as he reached out a hand to touch her.

Normally, Buffy would have kicked his ass and quipped about not wanting to be touched, but the second he held her hand she felt an overwhelming sense of security and recognition.

"You're real," said Draco his skin humming with excitement as he wrapped his arms around the girl. "You're my sister."

Buffy pushed him away and looked at him with confusion, "What?" she asked quietly.

Remus and Sirius exchanged a worried glance, one that did not go unnoticed by Buffy. She was very annoyed at the weirdness of the situation she was in, "Okay, this is going to stop right now!" Draco stood there motionless as if afraid that he had done something wrong.

"First I get saved by Mr. Green Eyes using some sort of telekinetic powers, then I find out that my uncle Remus is a werewolf, next there's the weird voices inside my head which I'm guessing is due to the wicked big mojo around this house, not to mention the blacking out phase I just had on my way to the kitchen and now Spike Junior thinks I'm his sister!" The crickets were chirping at this point.

Draco glanced at Harry who was squirming in his seat with an equally fidgety Tonks sitting beside him.

Buffy raised her eyebrows then glared at Remus, "You're going to have make with the 'splainy's fast mister!" she emphasised by crossing her arms over her chest.

Remus cleared his throat, "Buffy perhaps we could talk about this privately."

It was Draco's turn to glare at Remus, "You knew she was alive and you didn't even tell me?"

"Draco, you have to understand, it was for her safety as well as our own," Sirius pleaded.

Draco's head snapped at Sirius' direction, his cold grey eyes narrowing at his uncle, "You knew as well? Did you even tell mother or father that she was alive?"

Sirius looked sadly at Draco then at Buffy, "I'll tell you all you need to know, but I'm only going to tell you once. Buffy, before I begin I believe introductions are in order. My name is Sirius Black."

"Uncle Sirius?" he nodded, "as in the one who was accused of hurting all those innocent people?" she noticed the guilty expression on Remus' face, "I knew you didn't do it," she said quietly.

Sirius gave her the brightest smile he could muster before he continued, "This is my godson Harry Potter, the woman beside him is my niece Nymphadora Tonks, the red head is Ginevra Weasley and the blonde boy is Draco Malfoy, my nephew... and your brother. All of us here are either Witches or Wizards, even you."

Sirius stared at Buffy, waiting for some sort of reaction, he took her silence as a way of saying 'continue'. "Buffy, your parents are Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Black Malfoy, my cousin. When you were a few hours old the Watcher's Council kidnapped you from the hospital and your mother asked me to find you and take you away from England. Our world was at war with a dark Wizard named Voldemort. He too was interested in you because of your potential as a Slayer," he paused for a minute still hoping to get a reaction from Buffy but whatever mask she was wearing now hid her emotions very well.

"I couldn't take you in because I would have put your life in danger, I knew of Remus' cousin in America, your adoptive mother Joyce. We told her that your parents were in an unstable relationship and would not benefit you in growing up in that kind of environment," he was interrupted by a very un-Malfoy type of behaviour, Draco snorted and muttered, "That's the understatement of the year."

"Anyway, a few months later, I was framed for murder by my friend Peter Pettigrew and so I was sent to Azkaban, that's why I was not able to keep tabs on you until I escaped a few years later. I'm sorry that you had to find out this way, especially after what you're going through right now."

There was an uncomfortable moment of silence, Buffy was the one to shatter the moment of silence with a bitter laugh. "Great! Not only am I the Slayer, I'm a witch too? And to top it all off my whole life has been based on lies," she turned to Remus, who shifted nervously in his seat.

Buffy couldn't breathe, she had to get out, "I-I can't stay here, t-this is just...I can't stay here." She bolted out of the house, ignoring the screams of Harry, Draco, Sirius and Remus calling out her name.

A million thoughts were running through her head, she didn't even notice the white van with tinted windows following her discreetly.

Inside the van a man pulled out his cell phone and hit the speed dial key, one ring and a voice answered, "Travers here, this better be good news Roger."

"There's a little of both good and bad news," the man drawled.

"Well? Listen Wyndham-Pryce I don't have time for..."

"We found her that's the good news, but the bad news is that she's the Summers' girl."

SILENCE

"Bring her in."

CLICK

The Watcher pulled out a tranquilliser dart from a bag on the floor and opened the window, aiming for the blonde slayer.

L.A. ... Angel Investigations

Angel was pacing back and forth in his office, "Doyle are you sure it was her? Look at the picture again."

Allen Francis Doyle, half Bracken Demon and seer for the Powers That Be answered his partner for the fiftieth time, "Yes I'm sure, very blonde, very beautiful and very tiny with green eyes attacked by many men in tweed in London and I know for a fact that it was London because I saw King's Cross Station."

If Angel were alive he would have had a heart attack, "Looks like we're headed to England. But we'll need Giles for this, I'll meet you at the airport in a few hours."

Angel was out the door and a few hours later he stood before the Watcher's home and knocked, Giles opened the door and a sense of déjà vu hit him like a ton of bricks. "What do you want?" he snapped at the vampire.

Angel winced at the bitterness in his voice, "Buffy's in trouble. She's in England and the Watcher's are after her."

Without a moments hesitation Giles walked out of the apartment and jumped into Angel's car. And the two men drove in silence, praying that the one they loved would be safe.

TBC

A/N: Sorry for the wait guys hope you like this chapter.