Chapter 2
Buffy couldn't think what to make of everyone staring at her,
The word 'creepy' comes to mind. Although she could see why. The last time she was in the wizarding world was when she was 5. even due to this she wouldn't mind people speaking instead of the constant staring.
What Buffy didn't know was everyone thought she dead. Joyce had made it look like they had died so no one would find them.
The silence was finally broken by Professor Dumbledore.
'dear, I do not wish to seem rude but Buffy Black was killed as a child. Are you trying to say what we classed as death eater work was not? Dumbledore was frazzled. He wasn't sure what to think if this child, no young woman was who she said she was then there was something very wrong. Why and who would have made everyone think she and her family minus her father were dead.
'Well yeah, but right now I am stumped as to wonder who you are and why I am not dead, but you can only one so, who are you?' a curious Buffy asked.
My name id Albus Dumbledore, this Minerva McGonagall and this Madam Pomfry, Poppy. I am headmaster at Hogwarts the school, which landed in. I am sorry to ask again but 'how' did you land here'
'Simple, just jumped in a wave of energy portal thing, no big. But right now I have injures that need to heal. They'll do that by them selves no magic needed just rest so since am in a can I sleep?' The tone in Buffy's voice was hopeful but tired.
'Of course you may sleep; we speak more when you feel better. We'll leave you now.' With these parting words the three of them left Buffy to sleep while they had a very overlay busy mind thinking of this evening.
DUMBLEDORE POV.
I just don't quite understand it, yes she looks just like Joyce but I still don't understand. She speaks and sounds like her but she there was something behind the young woman's eyes. She seemed tired not from her injures but she seems like her life had made her older but how she seemed was act. The only problem was I don't know what her life was like.
Wait what did she mean? her wounds would heal on their own. That doesn't really make sense. No mystical creature can even do that. She had very high quantities of power flowing from her, however it wasn't all wizard power, and I just can't place it. It may not be a good thing thou. Both her parents were in slytherin. If I am right her power is much, much greater than my own. She could do a lot with that power and her fathers past record does not give me much hope. I will have to see.
These thought were thought while pacing his chambers. A worried look upon his face.
One can only hope that she is not like her father and takes after her Uncle.