Title- Welcome to Hogwarts
Author- XWickedXWiccan or Trinity
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XwickedXwiccan@aol.comDisclaimers- I do not own any of the BtVS characters Joss Whendon do. I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters either they belong to J.K. Rowling.
Author's Note- Okay all the scoobies are eleven for this story and yes Buffy has a little sister but in this story she's ten one year younger than Buffy.
Spoilers- None for BtVS but for Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone than yes cause the whole first year at hogwarts is kinda based on the book.
Rating- PG-13 of course.
Summary- The scoobies go to Hogwarts the school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
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Chapter One
Willow Rosenburg a young red head was sitting in a nearly empty compartment in the Hogwarts Express. Her childhood friend Alexander Harris who prefers to be called Xander was sitting next to her stuffing his mouth with chocolate frogs.
"Are you sure you don't want some?" Xander asked lefting one to her.
"Xander I fear frogs so why in the world would I want to eat a chocolate that resembles one?" Willow answered.
"A simple no would do." Xander said and shrugged.
Willow jumped and yelped when the chocolate frog in Xander's hand jumped out of the window.
That was when a boy with jet black hair entered the compartment. He smiled at them before trying to tuck his stuff in the corner of the compartment. Xander got up and helped him.
"Thank you." the boy said and wiped his stray hair away.
"What's that?" Xander asked pointing a the scar on his forehead.
"Xander stop being so rude!" Willow yelled then shook her head, "I apoligize for Xander's rudeness."
"That's alright." the boy said and held out his hand, "I'm Harry Potter by the way."
"Wait...the Harry Potter? The boy who defeated Voldemort?" Willow asked.
"Who defeated Boiling warts? Who's that?" Xander asked.
"It's Voldemort he's a dark wizard who was making trouble all over. Wizards and witches fear his name that's why they always call him you-know-who. I read it in the books we got from Diagon Alley. Intresting history and there are some simple spells that I tried out." Willow said.
"Did I hear spells?" a girl asked poking her head into the compartment already in robes.
"Excuse me pardon me. I need room!" a red haired boy said moving past the girl dragging his items.
"Ron, me and Fred are going to another compartment. We are gonna check out Lee Jordan's tarantula!" a older boy said.
"Oh can I go?" Xander asked excited.
"Sure!" Fred said leaving with his twin brother George.
"Um hi." Willow said at the newcomers.
"Hi my name is Hermione Granger are you the one who mention spells?" the girl said excited.
"I remember trying a spell to turn my rat yellow it failed horribly," Ron Weasley commented sitting down taking his sleeping rat out, "his name is Scabbers."
"Maybe you didn't do it right." Hermione said.
"Yeah, hey wait aren't you Harry Potter?" Ron asked seeing Harry's lighting scar.
Harry just ducked his head and groaned.
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Willow was standing watching the ceiling with fascination along with the other first year students. The ceiling was enchanted to look like you were watching the skys. Behind Willow was Xander and her new found friends Harry, Ron, and Hermione. There was also some else she meet from the train name Neville Longbottom but she tried to avoid him and his toad Trevor.
They were about to get assorted into houses but they had to wait for Professer McGonagall who was also head of the Gryffindor house. All the first years waited nervously to see how they were to be sorted. Professor McGonagall finally returned with a hat that was patched up and dirty. The professor set the hat on a stool and the hat began to sing.
"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't you judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindor apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuff are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind:
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make real friend,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends,
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!"
Everyone burst in applause when the Sorting Hat finished. The hat bowed the tip as if to bow then stayed still.
"I'm going to kill Fred! He was going on about wrestling a troll!" Ron whispered.
Harry sighed in relief, but was still tense. Xander was on his usual self. Hermione just studied the hat from afar amazed at it's animation. Professor McGonagall began to read the list of names in order to try on the hat.
"Abbot, Hannah!" the professer called out.
A blonde girl in pigtails stepped up and placed the hat over her head which fell down over her eyes. There was a moment pause before-
"HUFFLEPUFF!" the hat shouted.
The table to the right where the Hufflepuff sat cheered as Hannah sat at there table.
"Bones, Susan!" the professor called and when the girl placed the hat the hat yelled "HUFFLEPUFF!" once again.
"Boot, Terry" was called to Ravenclaw along with "Brocklehurt, Mandy". "Brown, Lavender" was the first to Gryffindor. "Bulstrode, Millicent" was next and he was sorted in Slytherin. "Finch-Fletchly, Justin" was sorted to Hufflepuff and "Finnigan, Seamus" was in Gryffindor after the hat stayed silent for a minute.
"Granger, Hermione" was called and she ran to the stool and the jammed the hat onto her head.
"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat shouted.
"Harris, Alexander!" the professor called out.
"GRYFINNDOR!" the hat shouted and Xander sat at the Gryfinndor table with Fred and George Weasley and Lee Jordan who clapped loudly.
"Longbottom, Neville" the one who lost his toad was next and he almost tripped on his way to the stool. It took a while before the hat yelled "GRYFINNDOR!"
"Maclay, Tara." Professor McGonagall called out after a few more students and a blonde girl with clear blue eyes stepped up to the stool.
Willow watched the girl closely as Tara placed the hat on. Willow saw Tara muttering under her breath having a conversation with the hate. After a few moment the hat shouted out "SLYTHERIN!"
Willow could see a second year blonde girl and a third year dark haired boy clapped loudly as Tara shyly walked to her table.
Draco Malfoy swaggered forward when he was called and the hat barely touched his head before it shouted "SLYTHERIN!"
More names were called out and was sorted in and before anyone knew it Professor McGonagall called out Harry Potter. Whispers filled the room as Harry nervously walked forward. After a few moments of silence the hat yelled out "GRYFINNDOR!"
The Gryfinndor table clapped loudly as the Weasley twins chanted "We got Potter! We got Potter!"
It wasn't long before "Rosenburg, Willow" was heard. Willow sat on the stool placing the hat on. The last thing she saw was Tara staring at her intently before the hat covered her eyes.
"Ah yes you are very smart and very wise. Maybe Ravenclaw? Yes, but what about your heart? It is big and true making you very brave so you should be in Gryfinndor. Slytherin? Ah yes you would a complish so much. So much power in you. You would make a nice pair with that Maclay girl." the hat whispered inside her head.
After a few moments the Sorting Hat decided and yelled out "GRYFINNDOR!"
Her new found friends clapped loudly as she went to their table. Willow sat and and continued to stare at Tara who was talking to what looked like her relatives.
"Summers", "Thomas," and "Weasley" were the last of the Gryfinndor. Everyone else was sorted into either Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw. or Slytherin.
A man with long silver hair, mustache, and beard stood up and said "Welcome! Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you."
Everybody clapped and cheered at Albus Dumbledor the headmaster of Hogwarts. Willow looked confused but so was Xander and Harry. Harry turned to a prefect who was the oldest of the Weasley brothers here named Percy.
"Is he...a bit mad?" Harry asked unsure.
"Mad? He's a genius! Best wizard in the world! But he is a bit mad yes. Potatoes Harry?" Percy said.
Willow turned to the table and her eyes widen as Harry's mouth fell open. The table was filled with food. Willow turned to Xander who was stuffing himself with roast chicken, bacon, steak, and fries.
"Mmm gawd tis s gwood." Xander said with his mouth full.
Willow gave him a strange look an Xander replied "Orry, Em a rowing bwoy."
Willow shook her head and turned to Tara who was quietly eating roast potatoes before serving herself to some food.
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After the feast everyone was tired and full and couldn't wait to get to bed. All the Gryfinndors followed Percy who was leading them to there rooms. Percy lead them to a fat lady in a pink slik dress.
"Password?" the fat lady asked.
"Caput Draconis." Percy said and the portrait swung forward revealing a hole in the wall.
Everyone went through and saw the Gryfinndor common room which had a fire place and squashy armchairs. Percy showed the boys to there dormitory and then the girls. Harry, Ron, Xander, and Neville was in one room in the boys side and Willow, Hermione, Parvati (one of the Patil twins), and Elizabeth who prefers to be called Buffy.
When Willow hit the bed she instantly fell asleep. Her last thoughts were
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I'm just writing this and totally unsure if I should continue but a friend of mine is obsessing over Harry Potter so I got an idea to write an AU of Buffy and Harry Potter. Tell me if I should continue and also while your at it tell me if this really sucks or you like it. I didn't beta it either so sorry.
-Trinity-
Edit to add that I just reread my story and I'm sorry for not going into detail. People who haven't read Harry Potter must be really confused and well I'll be more into detail if I continue.
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Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love, the clarity of hatred, and the ecstacy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bare. If we can live without passion maybe we'd know some peace. But we'd be hollow, empty rooms, shuttered, and dank, With out passion we'd truly be dead. ANGEL in "Passion"
Edited by: XWickedXWiccan at: 10/27/02 10:05:29 pm