"I can't believe their coming," Ron Weasley whispered excitedly, munching on a piece of toast.

"I know, Willow said they'd be here this morning," Hermione stated, watching distastefully as her boyfriend, Ron Weasley, eat his breakfast.

"I still don't see what the bloody hell is so exciting 'bout these people," Draco Malfoy stated, slinging an arm around his girlfriend Ginny Weasley.

"How can you not!" Ginny Weasley incredulously asked, choking alittle on her breakfast.

"What about you Potter? What do you think?" Draco asked the quiet boy who seemed a bit distant. He wouldn't admit it, but he actually did care about these people he came to know over the summer. Having been disowned from his own parents, since Voldemort had come back.

"I think that-" Harry was interrupted by the Great Hall's door's opening to reveal their long awaited guests. Leading the pack was Professor Willow Rosenberg the new assistant to Professor Rupert Giles and both teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts, closely followed by a broad shouldered, chiselled features, brown haired man with his arm wrapped around a small, petite blonde who looked alert yet relaxed. They were followed by a brunette in leather, with brown doe eyes who wore the same expression of the blonde. A few steps behind them were a trio of two men and a girl. All in black and all seemed to be insinc with each other. The girl wore leather pants, glittering silver halter-top, and a leather duster adorned her shoulder; the men wore the same black jeans, but the one with bleached-blonde hair had a tight black t-shirt covered with an opened red button up shirt and a leather duster, where the other wore a silk button up shirt and a leather duster. The two men seemed to stick to the girl very tightly, and everyone could tell that she was exasperated with it. The trio was followed by Professor Tara Maclay and Professor Wesley Wyndym-Price, Tara helping with Potions and Wesley taking up the position of History of Magic after Professor Binns quit. The group walked up to the Head Table, with everyone watching their every move; all knowing that this was the awaited group of 'The Sunnydale Times.'

"Welcome guests, place take a seat," Dumbledore stated, magically conjuring up a few chairs at the table. He waited until all were sitting and then continue. "As you know, Professor's Rosenberg, Maclay, Price and Giles have guests staying at Hogwarts. I am sure most have heard the tales of their pasts due to curious students and late night meetings; but these guests are not to be bothered unless they except. Now let me introduce you, Miss Buffy Summers," Dumbledore stopped, as a loud round of applause started throughout the halls and a few whistles of appreciation; causing Angel to let out a low growl. "Ah, and Mr Angel," Dumbledore smiled as a few of the girls swooned and the applause only increased; coughing lightly as he saw Buffy give a huff of annoyance. "Miss Faith," Dumbledore stated, smiling as the rogue slayer was met with an applause of whistles and hoots. "Mr Connor Angel and Mr Spike," Dumbledore watched as the hall exploded in applause and the two men smirked at each other. "And now, I am very sure you have all heard of Dawn Summers," Dumbledore's voice boomed through the applause, silencing the hall.

"Well, I see I'm not gonna be popular," Dawn muttered, crossing her arms over her chest and pouting. Just as she was about to turn to a smirking Spike and kick him, the hall was overwhelmed by a large amount of clapping.

"I beg to differ Dawn," Dumbledore smiled at her shocked expression. "While these guests are here, they have free roam of the school and its facilities. They may want to see your common rooms and attend classes; please show them respect." After that the hall slowly dispersed out of the Dining Hall and the students filed back to their Common Rooms.

"I can't believe we're actually here Will," Buffy smiled, pulling the red head into a tight hug.

"Me neither Buffy," Willow laughed, hugging the girl back just as tight. "I can't wait for you to meet all the friends I've made."

"Do you reckon-?"

"Spike, please let me!" Dawn pleaded, tugging on the sleeve of her best friend.

"No Nibblet," Spike refused, brushing off her hands.

"Spike please!"

"No 'bit, now stop it," Spike huffed, turning away from the pleading girl.

"What is it with you two?" Buffy asked, smiling as Angel wrapped his arms around her.

"She won't stop bloody bugging me," Spike stated, pointing scandalising at Dawn.

"About what?"

"I want to go to classes, but because Spike and Connor have taken it upon themselves to be my bodyguards against nothing, I have to ask them," Dawn huffed, pouting slightly.

"Can't you just go with her?"

"No."

"Come one bleachy, be a nice best friend," Faith taunted, smirking at the vampire.

"Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, pleeeeaaaaaaaassssssssseeeeee!"

"Fine, but junior has to come too," Spike caved, rubbing his temples lightly.

"Yeah!" Dawn screamed, running out of the great hall and to their bedrooms.

"Come on, lets go to bed," Angel suggested, leading the group out of the hall and to their chambers.