Second chapter! yay me! um.. tell me what you think. This story is gonna be a long one. As in really long. Loves scenes come later, much later. Spike comes back into it. Later. Not tellin you how.

When Kira stepped off her plane and into the terminal, the airport was packed. It didn't bother her, less chance of being found by her relatives. Unfortunately that wasn't to be. She spotted her uncle and he saw her. She sighed and wandered over to him.

"Hiya, Uncle Vernon," she said dropping her suitcases when she reached him.

"Hello," he replied. "Enjoy your trip?"

"No."

"Right. Let's get you home then." He picked up the suitcases, put them on a trolley and wheeled it out to the car park with Kira following miserably.

The car trip was quiet. Kira couldn't stop thinking about Spike. She had left him behind, just when she had admitted to herself that she lived him. She was too chicken to tell him herself, instead, she wrote it in a letter and stuffed it in her pocket. She would have been distracted by the fact that they were kissing. Her fist kiss. With a drop dead gorgeous 150-ish year old Vampire, she hadn't expected to kiss back.

"Where did you get your jacket?" Asked Vernon.

"A friend gave it to me as a goodbye present."

"Nice friend you got."

"Yeah, he is."

Uncle Vernon didn't speak after that.

Aunt Petunia greeted Kira with a kiss on the cheek when they arrived at Private Drv.

"Hello dear. You must be tired. You can have Duddy's room. He's gone off to Boarding school. Harry will take your things up for you." She turned to the stairs and yelled up them. "Get down here now!"

After several minutes, a guy around Kira's height came down the stairs.

"Yes, Aunt Petunia?" He asked running a hand through his messy jet black hair.

"Take Kira's Things up to Dudley's room. Don't drop them or touch anything."

"Yes, Aunt Petunia," He turned and faced Kira. Curious brilliant green eyes stared into equally green, bored ones.

"Are you Harry?" Kira asked softly.

"Yeah," He said simply. He grabbed her luggage and took the upstairs.

Kira must have looked sad, because Petunia whipped her in to the kitchen. She sat Kira at the table and put a cup of tea in front of her. It was in a delicate china cup. That was so like Aunt Petunia. Kira sipped at her tea and almost melted into her chair. Peppermint tea, her favourite. Spike used to make her drink it after patrol to help sooth her sore muscles. Then he would give her a massage. It had only been two days since she had a massage. She had missed Spike as soon as she was leaving.

"Are you okay?" Asked Vernon.

"yea, maybe I've got jetlag. I'm gonna unpack and take a nap. Thank-you for the tea."

"It's alright," petunia said taking her half empty cup into the kitchen.

"Kira, can I have a word?" Vernon asked steering her out of the kitchen to the hallway. "Harry. You are to stay away from him."

"Why? He seems nice."

"He suffers from a… disease and he says things…he shouldn't. Please stay away from him."

"Okay, sure. I'll see you tonight." Kira walked up stairs looking for her room. She opened the closest door. Inside, the room was shabby. A very old looking bed was below the window, along with an old cupboard. On top of the cupboard was a large birdcage. It was empty. Whose room is this? Maybe it is Harry's.

"Your room is next door," said a voice from behind her.

Kira jumped and turned around. Harry was leaning on the stair rail. He actually looks cute.

"Is this your room? She asked, mentally kicking her self for the thought about him. She belonged to Spike.

"Yea," he walked over to the door next to his. He opened it and stood aside. "This is your room."

"Oh. Thankyou."

"Your welcome," he said before disappearing into his own room. Kira sighed and walked into her appointed room. It was the complete opposite to Harry's. The bed was neat and tidy. The cupboard was well looked after and polished. Her three suitcases were stacked at the end of the bed. One of them contained stakes, wooden crucifixes, vials of Holy water and some herbs and ingredients for spells and potions. She had bewitched the suitcase to look like clothes, when it went through the luggage scanner. The other two suitcases were just clothes and her possessions. Her corsets and long flowy skirts as Spike liked to call them she was unsure if her aunt would allow her to wear them so she brought them just in case She put 6 pairs of jeans, 4 mini skirts and 3 knee length skirts 15 tops and 6 pairs of shoes in the cupboard along with her underwear. Her possessions were a few of the stuffed toys that Spike had given her, photo albums, sketch book, jewellery, pens and pencils, her cd player and all her cd and a few books on vampires she had borrowed from Ayna.

Vampires. She had no idea of the vamp population, in where ever the hell she was. She could ask Harry but he probably wouldn't talk to her. Stumped at what to do, she unpacked her possessions and set them around the room, the books on vampires she kept under the bed along with her suitcases. The sketchbook and pencils she left on the foot of the bed. She was good at drawing and her favourite thing to draw was Spike. She would draw him when he was reading or sleeping, because he was the most peaceful at those times. She even sketched him in vamp mode, though only once because he hated him self like that. She opened her book to a new page. Picking up her pencil, she began to sketch a picture of her favourite subject from memory.

She had drawn half of his face when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door opened and Harry stood in the doorway.

"Dinner is ready. If you want it."

"Oh, thank-you. I'll be down soon."

He shrugged and left. Kira packed her book and pencil up and went into the bathroom, washing her hands before she went down stairs. Petunia and Vernon were at the table eating their dinner but Harry was now where in sight. Maybe he wasn't hungry. Kira sat down in front of her roast lamb and vegetables. She wasn't hungry but ate most of it to please her aunt.

"Is it okay if I go for a walk? I want to see what the town is like. I know its dark, but I can defend my self."

"If you really want to, but be back by 9," said Vernon drinking from his brandy glass.

"Okay. Thank you." Kira said getting up from the table and taking her plate in to the kitchen. She went upstairs to her room and grabbed her jacket from the end of the bed, and a stake from her suitcase. She stuffed it up the sleeve of her jacket and closed the door to her room.

Outside, the town was quiet. And dark. There was a park near by so she headed towards it. The swings looked like they had never been used. She sat on one and muttered to her self. "Vampires, here vampires. I'm a helpless female tourist and I've lost my way. Some one please help me."

That grabbed a few vampires attention. They came out to the clearing near the swings. She stood up and headed towards them. She slid the stake out of her sleeve and played with it.

"I have to say. You vamps are pretty stupid when it comes to vulnerable girls. I mean, do I look like a tourist?"

"You are American," said the nearest vamp, a female.

"Yea? I'm also the slayer. So can you all just line up so I can stake you?"

The vampires, two males and the one female growled and attacked they were either newbies or real stupid. They attacked differently instead of as a team. The female, she kicked in the head and sent stumbling. The first male was easy.

"Over there," Kira pointed behind him and faithfully he turned around and became dust. The next vamp was pretty good and managed to kick her in the ribs. She thrust her stake at his heart and was grabbed from behind. The female vamp dug her nails in to Kira's neck.

"Oh, you wanna chick fight?" Kira went to grab her hair but the male grabbed both of her wrists and threw the stake away. "Ow. That's no fair. You're not playing by the rules. I'm supposed to kick your ass. Not you kick mine!"

The weight on her back suddenly disappeared with the familiar poof of dust. Kira threw her self at the last vamp and tackled him to the ground. She rolled on and jumped to her feet. Harry was standing there holding her stake. He looked surprised with himself.

"Stake please," she said to him. He looked up at her and threw her the stake. "Thank-you." She plunged it into the last vampire's chest and watched him explode. She stood up and turned to Harry. "There was cat," she said lamely.

"It looked like vampires to me," He replied looking back at her.

"Great. Another person I have to kill," she said smiling.

"Why do you have to kill me?" He asked. His hand making its way to the back pocket of his jeans.

"First of all, I was joking. But I said that because of what you saw. I'm the Vampire Slayer. I kill-"

"Vampires, I know. I've read about slayers at school."

"Really? Where do you go to school?"

"London."

"Uh. Um, I've got to get back before Aunt P chucks a spaz attack." Kira stuck her stake back up her sleeve and jogged back to her relatives' house.

Upstairs she passed Harry's room and heard noises coming from behind the door. She opened it, knowing that it couldn't be him. Instead, a snow-white owl was pacing o his bed.

"Hello there," she said stepping into the room. The bird hooted softly in reply. She walked over and knelt beside the bed. " You're a beautiful bird. Do you belong to Harry?"

Yes.

"What did he name you?"

Hedwig.

"Hedwig. That's a pretty name. I wonder why he has an owl? She stretched her hand out so the Hedwig could see what she intended to do. She hooted and brushed her head against her hand. Kira smiled and pet the bird.

"What are you doing? Harry asked from the doorway.

"Oh. Oh! I'm so sorry. I heard noises coming from your room and I knew that you weren't home yet, so I looked and found your owl on your bed. I didn't mean to intrude."

"Does she have a reply?"

"A reply? I don't get it."

Harry sighed and stretched his arm out. Hedwig flew to him and perched herself on his arm. Harry removed something from Hedwig's leg. Kira hadn't even noticed that it was there. As soon as he did so, She flew back to Kira.

"Stubborn bird," he muttered.

"Hedwig's not stubborn, are you?"

"Whatever-Wait, how do you know her name?"

"I asked her," replied Kira standing up with Hedwig on her shoulder.

"You asked Hedwig what her name was?"

"Yea, is that strange?"

"No, I mean I can talk to snakes." He crossed the room to his desk. He opened the thing that had been attached to Hedwig's leg, and read it. He sighed and turned to Hedwig. " I told you to peck Sirius till he gave me a long answer."

"Sirius. Sirius Black?"

"Yea. He's my Godfather."

"Oh my god! You're Harry Potter! He never shuts up about you."

"You know my God father, how?"

"He's like best friends with my parents. He said that I looked like a Harry Potter. It was you he was talking about. Defeating some dude- what's his name? Moldevort or some shit like that. You don't look like much. Your only 17."

"I've defeated him 5 times. The first time when I was-"

"One. He murdered your parents. It must be awful."

"Yea, it is. I'm going to kill him for it. How do you know so much about me?"

"Like I said Sirius never shuts up about you. He's really proud to be your Godfather."

"What are your parent's like?"

"I'm adopted. I don't know my real parents. The parents I have now are really nice. A lot nicer than these two," she said pointing down stairs. "I have a picture of my mother some where at home. I'll have to show it to you. She's really pretty."

"Yeah, that would be nice." He left the letter on the desk and turned his chair around. "What's it like to be a Slayer?"

"A drag. My Watcher is way cool. He's a Vampire."

"Aren't you supposed to slay Vampires?"

"Well, yea. He was my friend before I became a slayer. The Watchers council was running short so he offered. He had been around a bunch of slayers in his time, so he knew how to train me. And I fell in love with him."

"Oh, okay," he said nodding.

"I'm gonna turn in. I have had a really long day. I'll see you tomorrow. Night Hedwig." Hedwig brushed her head against Kira's cheek and flew to Harry. " Night Harry."

"Night."

Kira walked in to her own room and changed for bed. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she was asleep.

The next few days were quiet. Kira spent most of her time moping over Spike and talking with Harry. He had told her about Ron and Hermione. She liked them already.

She was sitting at breakfast one morning, when Harry came in with the mail. He handed it to Vernon. He silently gestured for her to come upstairs. She finished quickly and rushed up after him.

"You're a witch," he said when she closed the door behind her.

"Have you been going through my things?"

"No. You've received a Hogwarts Letter."

"What the hell is that?"

"You don't know what a Hogwarts Letter is?"

"Uh, mm, no."

"Do you go to Beauxbatons?"

"No."

"Durmstrang?"

"Nope. Never heard of any of these places."

"You've never attended any of these schools?"

"No, Goddess. Take a hint."

"So why do you have one? Maybe it's a mistake."

"Must be. I learnt all my magic at home. My parents taught me."

"Okay. The Dursley's despise magic. That's why they treat me badly. I'm a wizard. I suggest you pack up your things."

"Why? I'm not going to tell them."

"Believe me. They will find out. If you don't answer one of these letters, they keep on coming."

"Okay, fine, what ever."

"Trust me. I need to writ to Ron."

"Fine," Kira went into her room and began packing her things back up into her suitcases. She had no idea what Ron had to do with all of this. When she had finished it was almost lunchtime. She left her suitcases at the foot of the bed and returned to Harry's room.

"I've asked Ron to ask his mum if it would be okay if you came with me to their place for the remainder of the holidays. Do you want to see the Dursleys shoot through the roof?"

Hell yes. Is this why I don't see you at meal times?

"Yes. I don't mind. Now go down to lunch."

"Okay I'll see you in a bit." Kira waved and went down stairs.

In the Kitchen, petunia was preparing lunch. Salad. Yum.

"Can I help with anything?" she asked politely.

"No. I have it covered. Have you washed up?"

"Yes, I have"

"Please tell Vernon lunch is ready."

"Okay." Kira went in to the living room. Vernon was sitting in an armchair, reading the paper. " Uncle V. Lunch is ready."

"Yes. I'll be there in a minute."

"Okay." She went back into the kitchen. Lunch was uneventful. Kira really wanted to see their reaction, but she held her tongue. She helped with the dishes then excused herself.

"Back in Harry's room, she lay on his bed.

"Did you eat?" she asked.

"No. I have food here."

"Like what?" Hedwig flew to her stomach.

"Ron just sent me some Bertie Botts and some chocolate."

"Berty Bots?"

"They're jelly beans. Every flavour. Not really trustworthy."

"So what did Ronald say?"

"Mrs Weasly would be pleased if you came. They'll come pick us up around 6. I'm going to tell them. They like to be told so they can tidy up. If that's possible."

"You do that. Then you get your ass up here and explain this whole Hogwarts thing."

"Will do." he disappeared out the door. Kira waited for him to return. She zapped up a Mars bar, just before he walked back through the door.

"K. Be all with the S'plainy."

"S'plainy?"

"My speak for explain."

"Okay," he said sitting the bed next to her feet. "Hogwarts is a School that teaches Witchcraft and Wizardry to young witches and wizards. You would be in your seventh year, same as me …"

Harry continued to explain everything about the Wizarding world; the sport, wands and other things.

"…Hermione can give you a really detailed explanation on everything. She's a lot smarter than me." He glanced at his watch. "Oh. It's dinner time go down and bring up Hogwarts. Show them this." He handed her the Hogwarts Letter. He took Hedwig off her shoulder and shooed her out the door smiling.

Dinner at 5:30. Kira still wasn't used the time dinner was served. No one spoke. Kira was now dying to see their reaction so she casually brought it up.

"Have you heard of Hogwarts?"

Petunia gasped and dropped her cutlery. Vernon went red and steam should have come out of his ears.

"Why do you want to know?" he asked through gritted teeth.

"Because… An owl flew in my window with this attached to its leg. I didn't know what it was, so I didn't open it." She presented the unopened Hogwarts Letter. Vernon grabbed it and tore it to pieces. He stood abruptly and knocked his chair over. He grabbed Kira by the arm and dragged her upstairs. Instead of her room, he threw her into Harry's. Harry caught her and held her up.

"You're going back home. I will not have two of you…things in my house! It's bad enough I have to put up with him!" Vernon slammed the door behind him so hard that the room shook.

Kira burst out laughing and fell to the floor in her hysterical fit. Their reaction was perfect. Harry soon joined her on the floor.

They were interrupted by a knock on the door. It opened and a pair of tall, good looking, red haired, twin guys stood in the door way.

"Hello Harry. Cheating on my sister?" asked one of them

" Harry's grown up now," said the other. "He's going to behave badly."

"This is Kira," Said Harry, standing up and gesturing to the giggling girl on the floor. "She's my cousin."

Kira stood up and took a deep breath. "Wait, wait your Weaslys," she said straightening her cloths. "And you're twins. Um… Fred and George. Am I right?"

"Yes. Are you coming with Harry?" asked the first one.

"Hell yes. I'm not staying with these snobs!"

"Okay are these yours?" he pointed to three suitcases at the floor of Harry's bed.

"Yeah, how'd they get here?"

"That's fine. Lets get going," said the other one, pulling a wand from the pocket on his jeans. "Wingaurdium Leviosa."

Her cases rose from the floor and hovered in the air.

"Show off," she muttered

"Legally you can't do it."

"Says who?" she waved her hand and flew Hedwig's cage to the floating cases.

"What ever," he said smiling. "George grab Harry's things. This way my lady," he stood back from the door and bowed as she walked past.

"Thank-you, kind sir," she giggled and took the arm he offered and walked down stairs to the living room. Vernon and petunia had backed them selves against the wall, refusing to talk to a man with red hair and green robes. He looked over to them.

"You must be Kira," he said kindly. Kira nodded. "Your aunt and uncle still don't say much."

"You've met them before? Goddess, why would you come back? They think they're better than everyone else." She said as Harry and George came down with Harry's things.

"But you should have seen them when they found out I'm a witch." Vernon shuddered and Petunia gasped. "You are pathetic. Guess what uncle V? My dad, Pete, your brother. He's a wizard too. God, horror, you're related to someone magical. Quick rabies shot." She and the other three laughed. Mr weasly frowned but didn't say anything. Kira looked at the fireplace and groaned.

"Oh, Goddess. Please tell me that you didn't Floo powder it?"

"Yes. Don't you like it?"

"No. I hate it."

Fred and George stepped in first with the suitcases they disappeared in the familiar burst of green flames after saying "The Burrow." She had know Idea where that was but she didn't say anything. Harry went next. Then it was her turn.

"Can't you just Apparate me there? I really don't like Floo powder."

"Come on dear. It's easy." Said Mr weasly said smiling at her

"I know how. I just don't want to. Fine." She turned to her relatives "Good Riddance." She grabbed a handful of powder from the bag Mr Weasly held out for her. She stepped in to the fire place and closed her eyes.

"You want to go the "The Burrow". Okay?"

"Yep sure. The Burrow!" she said throwing the powder at her feet. She felt the flames engulf her and felt her self spiralling up wards.

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