Chapter 11: International Slayer's Council
Willow walked through the barrier at King's Cross and looked around for her sister. She tried to keep a smile on her face when she spotted Petunia with her husband and son. She walked over to them. "Hello, Tuney."
Petunia Dursley's eyes went wide. Only two people had ever called her Tuney. One was dead and the other she hadn't seen for a very long time and had long since thought she would never see again. "Willow?"
"Yes, Tuney."
"Who is this Petunia," Vernon asked.
"My sister, Willow," Petunia said. "When mom and dad passed away she was adopted by an American couple."
"I'm here because of Harry," Willow said and she consciously made her eyes go solid black.
Petunia and Vernon both took a step back from Willow.
"Harry is not returning to your home. How could you have treated Lily's son that way?" Willow asked.
"W-w-what way ar-r-re you talking about?" Petunia stuttered.
"Making him live in a cupboard till he got his letter from Hogwarts. Making him be your servant. Then putting bars on his windows, locks on his door, Seriously," Willow said shaking with anger. "I should report you for abuse, Tuney. You are lucky I don't. I will stop by your house and pick up his things. I am ashamed to call you sister."
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Buffy showed Harry around the ISC headquarters after Dawn had dropped him off. They were in the command center. It looked just like it sounded. Banks of TVs lined the walls.
Xander had thought they needed to be able to keep track of the Slayers for their own protection. So each Slayer had a radio and a camera. That way if the Slayers lost contact a retrieval team would be sent in immediately to extract them if they were still alive.
"Xander," Buffy said. "I'd like you to meet Willow's nephew Harry Potter."
Xander looked to Harry and shook the boy's hand. "It's nice to meet you, Harry. It's nice not to be one of only two male Scoobies around anymore."
"And this is his wife, Anya," Buffy said as she motioned to Anya came through the door behind them carrying a tray of food. She was followed by a little girl no older than 9. "And their daughter Jessica."
"Hi," Anya and Jessica said.
Buffy led Harry out of the command center and through the rest of the headquarters. She introduced him to each of the Slayers. "I hope you don't mind living with a bunch of girls."
"I think," Harry said, "as long as I am not forced to do everything with them, I'll be fine."
"Good," Buffy said with a smile.
"Hey, B," Faith said as she walked down the corridor holding Joyce. "Hey, H. Taking the tour I see. What do you think?"
"This place is amazing," Harry said.
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Dawn knocked on the door and waited till it opened by a house elf. This must be Dobby, she thought. "I'm here to see, Lucius Malfoy. Tell him Dawn Rosenberg-Summers is here."
Dobby nodded and led Dawn into the foyer where he left her. A second later Lucius walked into the foyer.
"What can I do for you, mudblood?" Lucius asked knowing from his son who Dawn was.
Dawn smiled as her hair with from blonde to black. "I don't want to hear that term ever again. Or I will turn you into a toad. And don't for a second think I don't have the power to do it." She held up Riddle's diary. "The reason I came today is because of this. I believe it belongs to you." She thrust it into his hand. "The next time you try and harm Harry or any student at Hogwarts I will make good on my threat."
Lucius frowned as he thrust the book at Dobby, who took it.
Dawn smiled her plan was working.
"Get out of my home," Lucius said.
Dawn motioned toward Dobby. "Dobby, why don't you see what your master has given you."
Dobby opened the book and smiled at what he saw, a sock. "Master has given Dobby a sock. Dobby is free."
"What?" Lucius said as he turned to look at Dobby and the opened book. There lying in the crease was a sock. He looked back at Dawn as he raised his wand. "You have cost me my servant."
"You will not harm Dawn Rosenberg-Summers!" Dobby shouted.
There was a loud bang, and Lucius was thrown backward.
"Come on, Dobby," Dawn said as she opened a portal. "How would you like a job?"
"A job?" Dobby asked as they stepped through the portal into the ISC.
"Yes," Dawn said. "You will be paid of course. I think we could use your services here at the International Slayers Council."
Dobby smiled.
