By chosenfire28
Disclaimer: I do not own any of this and so forth and so forth, Joss and JK do and their getting paid big bucks for it too.
Pairing: Buffy/Spike, Dawn/Harry,
Spoilers: All just to be safe.
AN: Sorry it took so long but here's the next chapter. I'm gonna make this sweet so enjoy and review. Tell me what you think and I'll get to work on the next chapter in this story.
Chapter 6 My Uncle the Murder…or Not?
Buffy was going for the familiar in black leather pants while Dawn had stuck with a pair of faded blue jeans and, despite Buffy's protest, a black Sex Pistols t-shirt that she had gotten from Spike.
"Stay by me the whole time." Buffy ordered her teenage sister sharply strapping a dagger around her forearm and passing the other to Dawn. She nodded knowing to follow Buffy's orders in unknown situations and pulled on a dark blue jean jacket to hide the weapon.
Buffy picked up the Scythe and gaze at it longingly, she would have to leave it at the hotel cause there were some things that couldn't be hidden under a coat.
Buffy put on her black leather jacket and pulled out her cell phone exchanging a few words with Willow.
"So?" Dawn asked her as she hung up.
Buffy pocketed the phone "Willow and Faith will follow us in under a cloaking spell."
She put away the Scythe and cleaned up the room a bit so no stray made would get suspicious. Seeing where Dawn stood nervously by her bed Buffy asked her softly "Are you sure your ready?"
Dawn grabbed a small bag of crystals off the side stuffing it into her pocket and gave Buffy a forced smile "Sure, I guess."
"That wasn't there a moment ago." Dawn said uneasily from where she stood beside Buffy.
"I know." the Slayer told her grimly looking at the small pub squashed between two buildings, literally.
"Stay close." Buffy said firmly not only to Dawn but to their invisible guards as well.
"Showtime." Buffy muttered squaring her shoulders and walking boldly towards the pub Dawn sticking closely behind her. The moment the two woman entered the Leaky Cauldron the noise level died down.
Buffy ignored the intense scrutiny of the patrons and went straight to the bar "I'm here to meet Padfoot."
The bartender gave her a shaky smile tilting his head to a door "He is waiting in the back room for you Miss Summers."
"Thanks." Buffy told him blandly not liking the fact that her new dear uncle was giving out her name.
Buffy and Dawn made they way through the thin crowd and when the door closed behind Dawn(Willow and Faith narrowly slipping in) the door snapped closed and Buffy instinctively reached for her dagger.
"Girls." a man stepped out of the shadows, his hair dark and wavy, his dark blue eyes haunted.
Buffy moved her body in front of Dawns, shielding her and she asked him cautiously "Are you Sirius Black?"
The man nodded wisely keeping the distance between them, smart man.
"There are some things you have to know…" he started softly and Dawn interrupted him glibly "Does it have anything to do with magical shields and creepy guys in black robes trying to kill us?" Dawn studied the man before her and she didn't think he was evil, their uncle.
Sirius paled at her words muttering "Death Eaters." he had thought there was more time "They have already found you?"
"Wooden little sticks, funky smell, what do they want with us?" Buffy asked bluntly her glare suggesting she was fully capable of holding him responsible.
Her eyes grew cold as she tried to control her emotions. This man was supposed to be their uncle, and he could be a cold blooded killer. Someone who had ruthlessly killed over a dozen people and the same blood ran through their veins.
"Because of who you are." Sirius told them softly and Buffy's eyes went wide, could he know she was THE Slayer and that Dawn, Dawn was the Key.
His next words relieved her, for about a second "Because of who your parents are."
"Who are they?" Dawn took a step toward him hope shining in her eyes of the possibility of finally getting some answers.
Buffy hand wrapped around Dawns wrist pulling her close to her.
Sirius smiled sadly remembering "Your mother was my younger sister, her name was Narcissa and she was a witch."
"Was?" Buffy asked dreading that word that implied past tense. She swallowed convulsively "What…how did she die?"
Sirius studied her face, so much like her mothers, especially in the eyes; but the attitude was all her father's. Dawn, she was a darker haired version of Draco, with smooth pale skin and intense blue eyes. Narcissa would have been proud to see them now, so beautiful and so confident.
He wondered if they could deal with the truth, of who they were, of where they truly belonged.
"Once I believe Lucius Malfoy, your father was a good man, but long have those times passed and now there is nothing good that can be said about him. He is a follower of a dark wizard and…" Sirius paused in his tale "you don't seem so surprised by any of this." He scrutinized them closer. He noticed their faces lacked the stunned disbelief normally meet with these revelations; in fact they appeared to be quite calm with the information.
"We've seen a lot," Buffy shrugged "lets just leave it at that for now."
"So why did she die?" Dawn changed the subject not wanting to get into the hows and the whys of their easy acceptance.
"Both of your parents were born into great pureblooded wizarding families, as a pureblooded wizard and son of a Malfoy Draco was expected to become a Death Eater when the Dark Lord demanded it. Neither your mother nor your brother wanted this to come to pass so using the same methods she did to hide you Naricissa hid Draco from Voldemort and his father. For that she was killed and Draco was brought in by us to be protected, much in the way you are being now."
Buffy caught the slip "So whose us?"
Sirius sighed "We are the Order of the Phoenix, we are those who dare to oppose Lord Voldemort."
"So you're a good guy?" Dawn grinned.
"Why wouldn't I be?" Sirius returned the smile a bit confused.
Buffy said offhandedly "Cause your listed as a wanted murderer." Her eyes betrayed the importance of the matter to her.
"I was framed." Sirius told her earnestly pleading "By the man that got my best friend killed."
"I believe him." Dawn told Buffy firmly crossing her arms in defiance.
Buffy gritted her teeth can't believing Dawn was doing this "Your not old enough to make these kind of decisions, remember Tuesdays." Buffy told her pointedly.
"It's a Saturday." Dawn shot back "Besides, I trust him."
Buffy was getting frustrated with her little sister's naivety, you would think living on a Hellmouth hadn't gotten through to her. You didn't trust complete strangers.
"I never killed those people." Sirius told the young woman before him "I swear this to you."
Buffy was wavering, a part of her wanting desperately to believe that this man she saw, her uncle, was not a killer. That he was a good man.
Seeing this Sirius took a chance "You are in grave danger, even as we speak you are being hunted. Buffy, I need you to trust me. I know a place where you and Dawn will be safe," he used his wild card "with your brother."
Buffy felt Faith's hand grip her arm tightly and the oldest Slayer shook it off. She needed answers, badly, and her instincts were telling her that Sirius meant them no harm, she had learned a long time ago to trust her instincts.
Sirius held out his hand to her and Dawn and Buffy placed her palm in his as Dawn did the same a wide grin on her face. While Buffy was apprehensive as to the next adventure to come Dawn was excited as only the young could be.
With a flash Buffy felt a pull and they disappeared leaving an angry Slayer and very pale witch behind alone in the back room.
How were they supposed to explain this to Giles.