A/N: Yeah, it was a little cliche to give them all wands. But I wanted to, so there! That, and c'mon. Xander's the Heir of the Most Noble House of Black, he's gonna have trace elements of Magic. Cordelia's got like an ounce of demon blood in her, so hence the magic having. Faith - well, I gave her one just for the hell of it. As for Flint, well I've grown an unhealthy obsession for him. So I even made up a history for him and Tonks to share. See, it'll get explained in this part here. I'm glad everyone liked the last part. Big thanks to the reviewers, and readers who've been waiting so patiently for me to get on with it. (sleep has been achieved, thank god for afternoon classes!)

Chapter Six: You Want Me To Put What, Where?

Xander Harris felt his jaw drop as the house emerged from the wall. He grinned over at his cousin (or whatever Tonks was to him), but she was too busy glaring up the bulky dark haired Flint. Cordy was anxious. She'd stopped talking and was wringing her hands.

He knew it'd been three days since she saw her nephew. The girl he knew really wasn't the same as she'd been nearly five years ago. Cordelia Chase had grown up to be a responsible adult.

A responsible adult who had to raise a teenager.

"So, this is very - wow." Faith said, admiring the large building that only their group could see, apparently.

"The Most Noble and Ancient House of Black." Tonks muttered under her breath. The damn spooky place still gave her the willies and she'd been living here off and on for the last two years.

"Can we get inside? The five of us aren't exactly inconspicuous here, you know." Flint said gruffly, most of it directed to Tonks.

"Gee, Flint. Didn't know you knew the meaning to that awfully big word. Did Malfoy teach it to you?" Tonks batted her eyelashes up at him, keeping a slow and steady tone as if she were speaking to a five year old, not a twenty year old.

"Malfoy would never have to teach me anything." He sneered at her. "Bet I could teach you a few things, though. . . Nymphie."

"I bet she could give your dick a smooth introduction to her knee. And not in the fun kinky way." Faith said, a chuckle rippling through the air.

Xander, Cordy and Faith made their way into the impressive Black manor. Tonks turned to face Marcus Flint. His face wore a suggestive leer. She sneered back at him.

"Well, I highly doubt that . . . Markie-pooh." The bigger man's face blushed a horrible shade of red. Sometimes, it paid to be older. She turned quickly to make her way in the mansion. Flint followed, hot on her heels.

* * * * *

Tonks was trapped between Faith and Flint. She stood on her tip-toes to see around the slightly taller slayer. Only to find Xander at the business end of Snape's wand.

"Snape, get your wand out of his face." Tonks rolled her eyes. Wait for it. Wait for it.

There was one quick snicker. Than three more, and then all hell broke loose and Xander nearly bust a gut laughing so hard.

"A bunch of gutter-sluts." Tonks muttered. It was funny though, no doubt about it. Snape just stood there, staring and pointing. "Severus Snape, Potions Master and Slytherin pain in everyone's ass."

"And here I thought that was my job, Nymphie."

"Flint, shut it." Cordy snapped, whirling back to face the annoying man. She shoved the dark greasy looking man out of her way as she raced up the stairs to find Harry.

Snape shot a hand out to grab onto her shoulder. Xander caught this with his good eye and something came over him. One minute he was watching Cordy being whirled around, the next his arm was extended and the man that was bathed in black was on the floor. Screaming like a little girl.

Sometimes, Xander really missed Andrew. He smiled at that.

"Go get Harry, Cordy."

"Whoa, Xander. Talk about kickin' wizard ass." Cordy gave him a quick peck on the cheek as she bounded up the stairs.

"Impressive use of force, Xan. I'm impressed." Faith grinned at the now blushing man before her.

Xander extended his hand to the man on the floor. Snape merely glared at him as he narrowed his eyes and pushed himself up off the floor. He gave the younger man a nasty scowl before sneering and muttering something.

"Yes, you would be Black's whelp of a nephew, wouldn't you?"

"Hey, only one person's allowed to call me whelp. And while he might have the same taste in clothes as you, you're not him."

"Yes, well now that the introductions are over. . . Severus perhaps you should let Molly take a look at that eye? Mr. Harris, I am Albus Dumbledore. We have many things to discuss. If you'll join me in here?" The old white haired bearded man stuck his head out of the room to the left.

"Only if you call me Xander, D-man" He said, following him.

Faith shoved her hand in her back pocket. She pulled out a pack of cigarettes and knocked one out. She stared at the Snape guy.

"Yo, there a smoking room in here?" She popped it between her lips.

"No, there's not." He said, turning sharply, his black robes billowing around him. Snape made his way to the kitchen.

"Shit, I'll stick it out a window." She muttered following him.

Tonks and Flint just stood there, their mouths hanging open in disbelief. Snape had been knocked to the ground - by a muggle and hadn't even said anything about it!

* * * * *

Cordy yelled loudly. She couldn't wait to see her boy again. Whoa, starting to sound freakishly like Darla. And that? That was never a good thing.

"Harry!" She yelled at the first door she passed.

There were several pained groans coming from behind it. She narrowed her eyes and shoved hard as she tried to open the door. There were several thuds and another series of groans as she got the door open.

Laying on the floor were four Weasleys, that Hermione girl, and her beloved nephew. All sporting extendable ears.

"What are you doing?" She demanded.

"Well, the Order won't tell us anything, and well. . ."

"You guys are a trip. C'mon. Faith and Xander are downstairs. You guys can meet them. And Look." Cordy smiled as she whipped out her wand.

Harry's face lit up as he stared at his aunt. They'd made her a witch.

"I'm a wand-carrying, well Seer with demon blood." She grinned.

She wrapped her arm around Harry's shoulder. She smiled brightly. This Aunt stuff felt so good. She leaned towards him.

"Sirius' nephew is downstairs. Oh, and he socked that Snape guy you all hate so much."

Ron's eyes got misty. He grinned like an idiot after that.

"I think I'm gonna like that bloke." He said almost drunkenly.

"Yes, well get over your amazing boy crush on the man. And quit acting like a great big fool, Ron." Hermione rolled her eyes at him.

"Yeah, you're making Hermi all jealous ickle Ronnykins." George muttered, following them out the door.

* * * * *

Faith rolled her eyes at Flint's blunt non-existent innuendos. They were out and out booty calls. She leaned forward on her elbows, sure the twins were getting an eye full. She laughed as Tonks smacked Flint again. It was the third time he'd tried to grope her.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." She warned Flint.

"Oh, and why not, Faithie?" He sneered.

"Case you didn't notice Xander's little testosterone fit earlier," She shifted her gaze to Snape and back, "He doesn't like people touching his girls."

"Well, lucky for me, your Xander isn't here." Flint gave her a smirk.

"Not so lucky, cuz if she don't knock your ass down, I will." She gave him his smart-ass smirk right back at him.

* * * * *

Faith and Tonks were sharing a room. Cordy was spending time with Harry. And Xander? Well, Xander hadn't left the room he was in with Dumbledore talking about official documents. She stared at Tonks.

"So what's this shit going between you and Flint?" She leaned forward.

Tonks jumped a little. She gave Faith an odd look. There wasn't anything going on between her and Flint.

"Nothing. We went to school together."

"Really. There's no sexual tension between the two of you at all?" Faith asked, knowingly.

"What? No! He's three years my junior, a Slytherin, and he hit me in the head with a bludger." She snapped.

"So you went to school together?"

"Yes. But nearly everyone here went to Hogwarts! Flint's -"

"Kinda hot." Faith said, grinning at her.

"This is crazy! I'd - I'd -"

"Take that pony for a ride?" Faith whispered, grinning as Tonks eyes went wide as she stared at Faith as if she'd sprouted three heads.

"No! I'd - that's just wrong in so many ways." Tonks jumped up from the bed her, hands raking through her hair.

"Nah, it ain't. God, Tonks, did you see his body?"

"I'd rather sleep with Percy Weasley before -"

"Which one, the kid?"

"No, you haven't met him. But -"

"Damn, what's wrong with this Flint guy? Just jump him and get him out of your system." Faith plopped back into the pillows. "I'm sick of this junior high bullshit you two have goin' on."

"I will never, ever sleep with Marcus the-bloody-bastard-snake Flint. I'd take a vow of celibacy first." She muttered laying down in her bed.

If that were true, then why was her sleep haunted by images of Marcus Flint? Damn it.

A/N 2: Ok, slow moving chapter. Wanted to get the Faith/Tonks conversation in. Next Chapter is going to focus on Xander's conversation with Dumbledore and some Harry/Cordy talks.