Disclaimer: I (unfortunately) own none of the characters from either Buffy the Vampire Slayer or the Harry Potter series. They belong to the geniuses, Joss Whedon and J.K Rowling. I am not trying to take credit for their works, I am just a poor college student amusing herself by writing some fan fiction!

For the timeline and changes I made to both the Buffy and HP fandoms, see Chapter 1!

Author's Note: After thinking about where I wanted my little fic to head, I decided to play around with Buffy and Faith's Watcher situation a bit differently than I had originally intended. Because I didn't want Giles following Buffy to England, I decided to have Wes quit the Watchers Council to pursue his career as a "rogue demon hunter" in LA with Angel and the rest of the Fang Gang. Giles, who is still part of the Council as well as Buffy, is now BOTH Buffy and Faith's Watcher. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Oh, and thanks to Shadow High Angel and slaygal166 for reviewing my first chapter! It made me all happy when I opened my email and discovered that I had 2 new reviews in the first day!

Anyways, enough of my jabbering! Now, without any further ado, on with the show!

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"Hey, what's that? Guys, come here," called Willow Rosenberg, Sunnydale's resident Wicca, from the living room window, gesturing her friends over to the window.

The Scoobies, were gathered in the living room of the Summer's residence, just having finished their third movie of the night. The room was in complete dissaray, pizza boxes and other snacks thrown about and DVDs littering the floor. It had been nearly a week since the Mayor's ascension and Graduation, and life had returned to normal. Well, as normal as life could be in Sunnydale, at least.

Willow was standing by the window, squinting at something outside while the rest of her friends were sprawled out on various couches watching the credits roll across the screen. Buffy Summers, the longest living Slayer in history, was sitting on the couch with her legs crossed under her and nibbling on a piece of pizza. To her left sat Xander Harris, funny-man and the third member of the original Scoobie gang, who was absently channel surfing and shoveling left-over popcorn in his mouth. To Buffy's right, Faith, a second Slayer, was absentmindedly playing with a dagger and watching Xander amusedly. Oz, Willow's boyfriend and warewolf 3 days out of the month, was leaning against the coffee table, flipping through a magazine and watching his girlfriend at the window.

"What's what?" questioned Xander from his sprawled position on the couch. Haphazardly throwing the popcorn bowl back onto the table, he stood up and made his way over to the window where Willow was standing with her nose almost against the window, squinting into the darkness. Oz made his way to the window to join the 2 friends, wanting to know what had his girlfriend so interested. Buffy and Faith remained on the couch, not wanting to exert the effort for the trek to the window.

"Huh, owl," stated Oz simply from his newly acquired position next to Willow, surveying the large brown bird that was undoubtedly heading straight for them. He ran a hand through his spiked green hair and then proceeded to wrap his arms around his girlfriend's waist.

"Wait, wait a minute," Xander said, pressing his nose further up against the glass and bringing his hand up above his eyes, attempting to see the bird better by blocking out the glare of the T.V. "Holy Jiminy Cricket, am I seeing things or does it have some sort of piece of paper tied to its leg?" Willow's eyes widened as she scrambled to get a better view of the bird while Oz just leaned nonchalantly against the window frame.

"Hey, Red, just a thought. Since the thing's obviously heading right for us with what appears to be a letter, might want to open that window before it smacks flat into the glass," suggested Faith who had been watching the scene from the couch with an amused smile on her face. "Don't really fancy cleaning owl bits off of the window."

"No! It could be evil! Don't let the evil owl, demon thing in!" cried Xander, jumping in front of Willow to block her from opening the window and waving his arms around wildly.

"Seriously, Xand. Evil owl, demon thing? You've been living on the hellmouth for how long and that's the best you can come up with?" scoffed Buffy playfully from her place on the couch next to Faith. "Wills, let the thing in, if it turns into a 'evil owl, demon thing,' to quote Xander here, I'm sure Faith and I can handle it."

With a bemused smile at Xander's pout, Willow reached up and opened the window before quickly stepping back to let the owl fly through. Maneuvering swiftly around the room, it landed next to an extremely surprised Buffy, hopping up so that it was now perched on her knee. Eyeing the bird suspiciously, Xander, along with Willow and Oz, returned to the couches and sat down, eagerly awaiting the Slayer's next move. Even Faith looked interested and stopped fiddling with the dagger she still held in her hand, instead focusing all of her attention on the large brown owl and her sister Slayer.

Dropping her pizza back onto the plate in front of her, Buffy hesitantly reached out and detached the envelope from the owl's leg. Hooting quietly, the owl then began to nibble at her forgotten pizza while she examined the letter in her hand. On the back was a crest of some kind, featuring 4 animals encased in what appeared to be a shield. Turning the letter over, Buffy encountered elegant gold script reading:

"Miss Buffy Summers

The Living Room of 1630 Revello Drive

Sunnydale, California"

"That's… odd… a little creepy, even. Someone's definitely done their research," mumbled Buffy, peering out the window to see if anyone was watching them. Satisfied that no one was, she looked back to the letter in her hands.

"Open it! Open it!" cried Willow giddily, looking from Buffy to the letter with wide eyes. Oz smiled slightly and placed a gentle hand on his girlfriend's arm to calm her down.

"No! Don't open it! AHH! It could be a bomb!" screamed Xander, moving to snatch the letter away from his friend's hand. She effortlessly batted his hands away, raising an amused eyebrow at him. He continued trying to grab for the letter for a couple more minutes before he finally gave up and sat back against the cough with a loud huff.

"Shut up, Xander. Go on, B, open it. You know you're as curious as the rest of us to see what it says," reasoned Faith, rolling her eyes at Xander's antics.

Smiling slightly at her friends' enthusiasm, Buffy proceeded to open the envelope, revealing a letter written in the same style as the script on the front of the envelope. The letter read:

"Dear Miss Summers,

My name is Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I have written to ask of you a favor, as I believe that you are the most capable person to help with our situation. Being the Slayer, I am to assume that you know magic exists. A you may already be aware of, magical communities exist around the world, blended in with normal communities. As of now, there is a war brewing between this magical community and a dark wizard, known as Lord Voldemort, and his followers. Their goal is to take over the wizarding community and rid the world of muggles (non-magical folk) and muggle-lovers. Lord Voldemort is particularly keen on destroying a young boy, Harry Potter, who caused his downfall almost 16 years ago.

As the longest living Slayer, my associates and I feel that you are the best for the job of protecting Harry. My associates and I would like to offer you the position as Professor of Defense of the Dark Arts, as it will keep you close to Harry and the school in case something were to happen. I believe that your knowledge of mystical creatures and various forms of martial arts will be a tremendous asset to us during the war against Voldemort.

Please send your response back with Artemis (the owl who delivered this letter) as soon as possible. I hope to hear from you soon.

Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore"

Choruses of "Wicked, B!" "Magic school? There's a magic school? That teaches MAGIC?!" "Wow… I wonder if they have TV and pizza in the magic world" and "Huh." were heard from Faith, Willow, Xander, and Oz while Buffy sat staring unblinkingly at the letter she still held in her hand.

"Buffy, are you ok?" questioned Willow, realizing that her friend hadn't said a word since opening the letter.

"They want me to protect a kid from an evil wizard? AND they want me to be a Professor at a magic school?" asked Buffy skeptically, shaking her head and looking around the room at her friends. "Protecting the kid I can do, but a Professor? Me? Seriously?!"

"I know, B. Who would want you to teach a bunch of kids with impressionable minds? Man, I'd pay to see that!" laughed Faith, dodging a handful of popcorn Buffy had thrown at her in response to her comment.

"What're you going to do, Buffy?" asked Willow with wide eyes. "Are you going to take the offer?"

"I… I don't know," responded Buffy in a quiet voice. "Who votes we call Giles to see what he makes of this?"

Four hands immediately raised into the air, and Buffy reached for the phone to call her Watcher and mentor to ask for his advice. After quite a few rings, a tired and obviously irritated Giles answered the phone with a mumble that sounded relatively like "Hello?"

"Giles? Giles, wake up, I need you to get over here right away."

"Buffy, is that you?" mumbled Giles, groping for his glasses and putting them on before continuing, "You need me now? It's nearly 2 am." Suddenly realizing who he was speaking to, he started to panic. "Are you alright? Are you hurt? Did something happen?"

"No, I'm fine, we all are. And, uh, yeah, sorry about the time, didn't realized it was so late... Anyways, listen. I just got a letter," Buffy replied, watching her friends pass around the letter, each reading it once more.

"And?"

"It, uh... It was delivered by an owl," she continued. After a few second pause on the other end of the line, she wondered if he had fallen asleep and said, "Giles? Are you still there? You didn't fall asleep on me, did you?" She heard some more mutterings before:

"An owl? Curious." She could almost hear him pulling off his glasses and cleaning them thorugh the phone. "Owl post is only used in the..." More unintelligible mumbling followed and Buffy started to tap her fingers in the table impatiently. "I'll be there in 20 minutes," he stated abruptly before hanging up the phone and leaving his Slayer to wonder about his reaction to the news.

"Huh. Right. Giles said he'd be here in 20," she told the group of teenagers in front of her before hanging up the phone and picking up the bowl of popcorn sitting on the coffee table. The Scoobies continued to speculate about the wizarding world until Giles arrived exactly 20 minutes later.