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A/N Sorry I have not updated lately. I have just been busy with school and all. Anyway, on to the story!

Author: Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Title: Hogwarts?

Chapter: First Day

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A few minutes later, Professor Snape asked Pansy to show Buffy to the Slytherin common room, since she was new, while Draco led the first years. Buffy was almost out of the Hall, when she heard "Midgets!" she looked over and saw Hermione reprimanding Ron. She giggled to herself. Pansy led her to a stonewall that looked as if it were in the dungeons. She shuddered. She heard Pansy say the password but it just flew in one ear and out the other. When they entered the common room, Buffy saw that it was decorated in the silver and green colors that she saw the other Slytherins at her table wearing. It felt cold and eerie.

"The girls' dorms are this way." Pansy said as she watched Buffy look around the common room. Buffy followed Pansy up the stairs and into a room that was a little more welcoming. Then they heard a noise downstairs and Pansy looked at her and said "That'll be the first years. I'll leave you to get settled in." she turned and walked away.

Buffy looked around the room once more and her eyes landed on her owl and trunk sitting by a bed. How did that get here? She walked over to her owl, which was sitting on a desk with Parchment, an inkwell, and a…quill? She raised her eyebrow. Hasn't anyone heard of this new invention called a pen? Or are they all still stuck in the 1800's? "Lucky for me, I stashed a bunch in my bag." she muttered. Midnight then got jittery and started squawking about in her cage. Buffy went over to her and let her out. Midnight hopped onto Buffy's lap and nipped at her fingers affectionately. "Hey you." Buffy said playfully. Buffy looked at the desk where the parchment was sitting, then at her owl, then back at the parchment. Midnight hopped off her lap and onto the desk, hoping that her owner would get a clue. She was eager to start her very first delivery. She hooted hoping it make her owner move faster. When that didn't work, she opted for hopping up and down. Buffy just sat there watching this display and smiling to herself. When Midnight saw this, she stopped mid hop, cocked her head to the side and hooted one last time. "Alright, alright, I write a letter 'Oh-impatient-one'." Buffy giggled when her owl tilted her head even more in confusion.

Buffy decided that she would write her letter to Willow.

Dear Willow,

Sorry that I haven't written lately. I've been so busy. But things are…interesting even for Sunnydale's standards. There is magic everywhere here, you would love it. I think that old Professor Bumblebee, guy is trying to keep me from finding out about my parents. When I asked him, he said that there was some dark wizard roaming around when I was born. Two years later he disappeared or something. Anyway, back to my parents. I wonder if my father is still alive, or if he died and that's why I was put up for adoption. I don't even know his name…or my name for that matter. Anyway, new topic. I got my wand two weeks ago, and Tom, the bar tender at the Leakey Cauldron, helped me out on some of the studying that I have to makeup. I even got an owl! Her name is Midnight. She is completely black and she has the orange…est (Will, you're the brain, is that a word?) eyes I have ever seen, (she actually kinda reminds me of Halloween) she's so beautiful…although I guess you'll see for your self when she gives you this…

Anyway, I was sorted into a house today and I'm a Slytherin…whatever that means. And I think I'm on my way to making new friends. This one girl, Hermione…I know, strange name isn't it. Anyway, Hermione is in Gryffindor and she is like super smart…almost Willow-smart! She's going to help me with studying during the day and Draco,… (I swear he is a mini Spike! (You'll see for yourself when you visit.) He's going to help me during the evening. I think I'll be done in no time!…maybe. Anyway I have to go. Someone's coming up the stairs. BTW, what's the what in Sunnydale? Keep me updated!

Love,

Buffy

p.s.

Hope you didn't get too wigged when you saw Midnight. Use her to send a letter back to me, and give my love to the Scoobies.

Buffy folded the paper and stuck it into a little pouch on Midnight's leg. "Now don't you scare Willow too bad." She mock scolded. Midnight cocked her head and hooted for the third time that night, just as the door to the fifth year girl's dormitory flew open and revealed Draco Malfoy.

"The girls are going to be up in a minute to go to bed. I figured we could go down to the common room and get in some studying if you're not too tired." he said, leaning against the doorframe with one foot crossed over the other and his arms crossed over his chest, wearing a bored expression.

"Uh, sure, hold on." Buffy went to her trunk and got her books. Tom was great. He explained everything to her in ways that she could under stand and helped her night and day that in two weeks she had finished her first year. She only hoped that Draco and Hermione could help her with her second through fourth year like Tom did.

Buffy and Draco came into an empty common room. That was due to the fact that they passed everyone else on their way up stairs. "So," Buffy let out a breath and dropped her books on the coffee table in front of the now burning fireplace, "where do we start?" she sat down on the couch and Draco dropped down next to her.

"Lets start at what you're best at." he supplied. The fist thing that popped into Buffy's mind was slaying. Well gee I'll just head out side look for some vamp that's lurking in the shadows, vating to suck my blod. she thought sarcastically in her best Dracula voice.

"Well I'm good at that fighting subject."

"Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"Yeah that. I kinda got into a lot of fights at my old school. One time I punched this guy so hard, he passed out…"

Draco started snickering.

"What?" Buffy asked defensively. Did he think girls couldn't fight?

"You 'punched' the guy?" he had calmed down and was just smirking now. She was frowning. "Summers, you don't come into physical contact with your enemies, you use your wand." he was actually smiling now. The thought of this small blonde actually using her tiny fist to try and pummel someone was just so…cute…wait. Cute? Since when has he ever used the word cute? He shrugged it off. He was a Malfoy. He quickly switched back into smirk mode.

"Oh…wand…I knew that."

He rolled his eyes. "How about Herbology?"

"Ok." she shrugged. Herbology didn't seem that hard.

"We'll start here," he said pointing to a place in her Herbology book. "What are the properties of the Mandrake?"

She looked at him wide eyed as if he had three heads, before saying, "Huh?"

Draco sighed. This was going to be a long night. He tried to remember what Granger said about Mandrakes in second year. Rolling eyes he said, "Mandrake is a powerful restorative." he sounded annoyed at having to repeat that nasty little Mudblood's words but continued anyway. "It's used to return cursed or transfigured people to their normal state. IT forms great part of most antidotes but it is also dangerous. Do you know why?" He looked up from the book to her and raised an eyebrow. She gave him a glare that told him that she obviously didn't know. He smirked again and looked back at the book. "The cry of the Mandrake is fatal to anyone who hears It." he met her wide eyes and said, "But when they're young, the most they'll do is knock you out." Buffy then half-groaned half whimpered. Draco smirked again and said, "I think we'll stop there. You should get some sleep. It's going to be a long day tomorrow." he snapped the book shut and they got to their feet. He helped her carry her books back to her room.

"Goodnight." Buffy said quietly so as not to wake the other girls.

"Night." Draco tossed over his shoulder as he headed down the hall to the stairs.

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The next morning when Buffy entered the great hall and saw Hermione waving her over. "What's up?"

"What is on your schedule?" Hermione asked her. Buffy handed it to her and she read it aloud. "History of Magic, double Potions, Divination, and double Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"That's a bad deal for you." Ron spoke up smirking.

"She has the exact same schedule as us!" Hermione said.

"What? No! That has to be wrong." He said reaching frantically into his pocket to pullout his own schedule, "Binns, Snape, Trelawney, and that Umbridge woman all in one day! I wish Fred and George'd hurry up and get those Skiving Snackboxes sorted…"

"Do mine ears deceive me?" Said a redhead arriving with Buffy guessed was his twin. "Hogwarts Prefects surely don't want to skive off lessons?"

"Look at what we got today," Ron said grumpily, shoving his schedule under the boy's nose. "That's the worst Monday I've ever seen."

"Fair point, little bro," he said, scanning the column. "You can have a bit of Nosebleed Nougat cheap if you like."

"Why's it cheap?" Ron said suspiciously.

"Because you'll bleed till you shrivel up, we haven't got an antidote yet." said the other twin as they walked away.

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Buffy walked into her Potions class and sat down front and center. The room looked like it was divided into two parts; half the class on one side half on the other…and those unfortunate enough were stuck in the middle. She noticed that there were not many people here, and those who were, were all in Slytherin. Soon the rest of the class entered. Draco saw her and rolled his eyes. Doesn't she know anything? She is sitting where Slytherin and Gryffindor merge. He walked over to her and sat down. He figured he should help her with Potions and get her on Snape's good side. "Hey." she said perkily when she noticed him.

"Hey." he replied. Just then, the Golden Trio entered and Hermione rushed to Buffy and sat down on her other side. Even though Malfoy was there, she knew two heads were better than one. Harry sat on the other side of Hermione While Ron sat behind.

The door burst open and in walked Professor Snape. "Settle down." he said coldly, shutting the door behind him. "Before today's lesson, I think it appropriate to remind you that in June you will be doing an important examination, during which you will prove how much you have learned about the composition and use of magical potions. Moronic though some of this class undoubtedly are, I expect you to scrape an 'acceptable' in your O.W.L., or suffer my … displeasure." his gaze lingered on a tubby boy with brown hair and buckteeth, obviously in Gryffindor. "After this year, of course, many of you will cease studying with me," Professor Snape went on. "I take only the very best into my N.E.W.T. Potions class, which means that some of us will certainly be saying goodbye. But we have another year to go before that happy moment of farewell," he looked at Buffy's table, seating Draco, herself, Hermione, and Harry. "so whether you are going to attempt N.E.W.T. or not, I advise all of you to concentrate your efforts upon maintaining the high-pass level I have come to expect from my O.W.L. students.

Today we will be mixing a potion that often comes up at Ordinary Wizarding Level: the Draught of Peace, a potion to calm anxiety and soothe agitation. Be warned: If you are too heavy-handed with the ingredients you will put the drinker into a deep and sometimes irreversible sleep, so you will need to pay close attention to what you are doing." on Buffy's right, Hermione sat up straighter, her expression one of the utmost attentiveness. "The ingredients are on the blackboard. You will find everything you need in the store cupboard. You have an hour and a half…. Start." Buffy gulped, which didn't go unnoticed by Draco and Hermione.

"Here." Draco said as he helped Buffy out a little, knowing that Snape would take it easy on her… not because this was her very first day or anything, just because she was in Slytherin. He didn't even have to look at the board, it was like he had not only memorized it, but done this many times before. Wonder what else he can do?

"A light silver vapor should now be issuing from your Cauldron."

Buffy was about to head for the next line when Draco grabbed her right wrist, effectively stopping her from putting the last ingredient in. She looked at him questioningly. "You can't forget to add in the hellebore." he said quietly as he added it.

"Thanks" she said.

Professor Snape was walking around the Classroom looking at everyone's potion. Pansy's was purple. Ron's was spitting green sparks. Professor Snape took one look at Buffy's potion and gave Draco a gentle 'you-know-you're-not-supposed-to help' look.

"You have to admit, she needs all the help she can get." Draco said. Buffy glared at him and elbowed him. "Ow! I was saying it in a nice way!" he glared back, rubbing his arm. Buffy raised an eyebrow and gave him an 'I-don't-believe-you' look. "Alright I wasn't. But you didn't have to do that."

Professor Snape rolled his eyes and moved on to Hermione. When he got to Harry, he smirked.

"Potter, what is that supposed to be?"

The Slytherins at the front of the class looked up eagerly; they loved hearing Professor Snape taunt Harry. Buffy looked up to see what was going on.

"The Draught of Peace." Harry said tensely.

"Tell me, Potter," Professor Snape said softly, "can you read?"

Draco laughed and Buffy elbowed him again. "ow." "Be nice." she whispered. The Slytherin boys behind their table muffled their snickers behind their hands while Ron did not bother to hide it. "Shut up, Weasel." Draco snarled. Buffy gave him a warning 'what-did-I-say' look.

"Can you, Potter?" Professor Snape continued as though they were uninterrupted.

"Yes, I can." said Harry.

"Read the third line of the instructions for me, Potter."

"'Add powdered moonstone, stir three times counterclockwise, allow to simmer for seven minutes, and then add two drops of syrup of hellebore.'"

"Did you do everything on the third line, Potter?"

"No." Harry said very quietly.

"I beg your pardon?"

"No," Harry said, more loudly. "I forgot to add the hellebore…"

"I know you did. Potter, which means this mess is useless. Evanesco. Those of you who have managed to read the instructions, fill one flagon with a sample of your potion and bring it to my desk for testing. Do not forget to label it clearly with your name.

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How was that? Next chapter: Defense Against the Dark Arts.

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