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A/N: The Fidelius charm on Grimmauld Place no longer exists, as the Order of the Phoenix has no need of the house.
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Chapter 4 The Trouble With BuffyBuffy woke up to the sound of whispering voices she rubbed her temples as she felt a mind-splitting headache attack her with full force.
"Ah, I see that she has woken," Buffy heard a man say.
When her vision finally cleared the first thing she realised was that she was in a dark and damp room bound in chains and feeling very sore. The other thing she noticed was that there were six old guys with dart-guns in their hands all pointed at her.
"We've spent quite a while scouring the globe for you Witch Slayer, though it does not surprise me that you Miss Summers are the girl we have been looking for. Trouble seems to always lead back to you."
Buffy glared at the man who spoke, "Surrounded by stuffy upper-lippy British guys wearing tweed and holding dart-guns containing what I can smell as the serum used in the Cruciamentum, I'd say you were…oh I don't know, Watcher's?" quipped Buffy, her voice dripping with hatred.
"Now, now Miss Summers, no need to get snippy. We're just doing our job, and right now our number one priority is to get you back on track."
Buffy was about to reply when a woman barged into the cell and called for the man speaking to Buffy, "Mr. Wyndham-Pryce you've got to come and look at the test results."
Buffy's mind whirled, 'Test? What test? This is Wesley's dad? No wonder Wesley was such an ass when he first came to Sunnydale.' Sadness overtook her at the mention of Sunnydale, she missed her friends, and she missed her sister Slayer Faith, Giles even Wesley and her mom. Buffy's mind babbling stopped, 'She's not my mother.'
Buffy struggled with the chains but stopped as suddenly as she started when her Slayer hearing heard parts of the conversation,
"…Such potent magic in her blood…excelled in the experiments…if she matures into her inheritance…powerful magical creature…Veela Sin…thought to be extinct…more tests should be done…"
Roger Wyndham-Pryce was rarely surprised, in fact he hated being surprised but he was unprepared for these revelations. He walked back into the cell and told the other Watcher's to leave, as second in command to Quentin Travers, they had no choice but to obey.
The skip in his step had not gone unnoticed by Buffy, as he neared her Buffy felt her body grow cold at the malicious smile that spread across his face.
"You really are full of surprises Miss Summers."
Buffy felt a prick on her arm before blacking out.
As soon as Giles, Angel and Doyle landed on British soil, they wasted no time to track Buffy down. With the help of a few clothes worn by Buffy, Angel and Doyle were able to track her down, eventually leading them to 12 Grimmauld Place…
The house was in an uproar, locating spells were used but to no avail, Sirius tried to track her down with his animagus form but her scent disappeared after a few blocks.
Draco was furious not only with Sirius and Remus but also with himself, he'd only found out his sister was alive and now he'd gone and scared her off. Ginny noticed the pained expression in his eyes and soothed him with gentle words of encouragement that they'd find his sister. Ginny found out he had a sister last year when they eloped, he told her everything about his life, from the smallest detail to the most important family secrets, after all, he loved her.
Harry sat back and tried to clear his mind, ever since she kissed him, he was at peace. The turmoil in his heart about his life, the pain he felt consuming him every single day because of his parents, the anger he had towards Voldemort and the resentment he had against the whole world was gone. She healed him, not just his scar, but also his soul and his heart.
Giles warily stepped up towards the door, "This house is buzzing with magic, and I can feel it in and around this house."
Angel and Doyle nodded their head in agreement, Angel took a step forward and silently prayed, "Please let her be in here."
A knock on the door silenced the room, they brandished their wands as Tonks opened the door. There stood three men with disappointment written on their faces.
"Can we help you?" asked Tonks.
One of the men wearing glasses cleared his throat and said, "We were wondering if you could help us locate the daughter of a friend of mine, her name is Buffy Anne Summers, she's 18 years old, here's a picture of her." Giles pulled out a photo of the Scooby gang taken a few months before graduation. Buffy was sitting on a bench next to Willow and Cordelia, Oz and Xander were standing behind their significant others while Faith, Wesley and Giles stood beside Buffy.
Tonks eyed the picture warily; Sirius and Remus came up behind Tonks and looked at the picture. Sirius looked up at Giles and asked, "Who are you?"
Angel growled, his eyes flashed dangerously towards Harry and Draco. "I can smell her on them, what did you do to her!" he demanded.
Angel lunged but was thrown back as he was not invited Doyle rushed to his side as Giles sighed. "Angel, can you keep yourself under control for just a few minutes please."
Doyle then added, "Yeah, you getting all growly will not help us find your girlfriend."
Sirius growled back and so did Lupin and Harry, "Girlfriend?"
Tonks who was her usual clumsy self turned to Sirius and said, "He must be the one that your niece came here to get away from."
"Boyfriend? My sister dated you?" asked Draco in disbelief.
Giles looked like he was going to faint, "Niece? S-s-sister?"
He opted to take off his glasses and clean it with ferocity.
Draco was approaching Angel with a dangerous glint in his eyes; he pulled out his wand and was about to hex him when he felt Ginny's hand on his. "Draco this isn't the time." He immediately felt himself calm and stopped at the door.
Sirius whispered, "You never answered my question, what are you doing here? More importantly what is HE doing here?" pointing a finger at Angel.
Angel's anger disappeared, his expression change into that of guilt, Giles replaced his glasses on his face and answered, "My name is Rupert Giles, I was her Watch…I mean her tutor and as a favour to her mother I've come to take her home."
Sirius and Lupin didn't fail to hear him stumble, Lupin sighed and looked at Sirius, "Padfoot, he might be able to help us."
Sirius gave Lupin a defeated look and invited them in, "I'm sorry for the welcome, but we are aware of the circumstances of Bethany, I mean Buffy's hasty departure from Sunnydale," said Sirius.
When they were all seated Giles asked him, "I wasn't aware that Buffy had any relatives here in England."
Remus sighed, "Buffy is actually Bethany Black Malfoy. Joyce Summers is my cousin and there were circumstances following the birth of Bethany that forced her mother to give her up."
Angel and Doyle sat back and remained silent as revelations were discovered and introductions were made. The name Malfoy and Black was on the tip of Angel's tongue, something about those two names seemed very familiar.
Harry was fidgeting in the kitchen, there was something bad happening to Buffy, he could feel it in his bones, they needed to hurry.
Tonks watched Harry, he'd been acting strange since Buffy kissed him, he'd been moody and his eyes glazed over whenever her name popped up. She'd reminded him of herself, and then she realized that she had acted this way around Charlie Weasley. "Uh-oh."
Draco frowned, "Uh-oh what?"
Tonks didn't realise she had said it aloud, "Nothing."
By the time Sirius and Lupin finished, Giles had said, "Dear Lord," at least twenty times.
Suddenly, a mortified Harry ran into the living room, "We have to find her now, something's wrong."
Angel frowned at the boy, how could he sense if Buffy's in trouble?
Quentin Travers huffed his way towards the cell where Buffy Summers was previously kept. Apparently she had disappeared along with Roger Windham-Pryce upon the discovery of her heritage, as a Veela Sin.
Watcher Scouts and Mages have been dispatched to locate the now renegade Watcher.
Upon entering the cell, his first thoughts were of the startling news that Rupert Giles had just entered the country along with two unknown travellers. This was not turning out well, no, not well at all. If there was one thing Buffy Summers was good at aside from Slaying, it was the knack for being a thorn on his side, a very valuable thorn.
Looking around the room he quickly looked over the discarded chains on the floor, there was only one way that Roger would have gotten out of here without being detected.
Quentin Travers pulled out his cell phone and made a quick phone call…
Somewhere in Scotland…
Ring, ring.
"Yes?"
"What can I do for you Travers?"
"Are you sure it was Roger?"
"That fool! She would have been a valuable asset."
"Belong in the Wizarding World? No, not that I'm aware of."
"Wand magic and apparition? Clever, clever man."
"I'll do what I can. I'll let you know if I've heard something."
CLICK
Natasha Simpson walked over to a large mirror beside her bed and looked herself over. Shoulder length curly blonde tresses and dark blue eyes quickly changed when she drank the vial she was holding.
Her image became a blur as another face appeared, a beautiful man with dark hair and soft brown eyes smiled at her, "Nice disguise, what news of her?"
Natasha smiled back, "Roger did as predicted, he's taken her to his hide-out in Ottery St. Catchpole."
"Have you got everything we need?"
"Yes Lord Voldemort."
The man stepped out of the mirror and placed a hand on her shoulder, "Best not to call me that when she's around. Just call me Darius."
"As you wish Lo…Darius."
"You will be rewarded for your loyalty and your sacrifices Bellatrix, now come, my future awaits."
Bellatrix Black smiled inwardly, the second coming of the Dark Lord has begun and she will have her revenge on her cousin Sirius and her two sisters, Andromeda and Narcissa and her husband Lucius Malfoy…
TBC