Slayer

Chapter 4-Meet the Scoobies

“How could you lie to me??” Hermione was furious, “You go away for a month, A MONTH, saying you're on some bloody Auror's assignment and now you're telling me you've been practically up the road! The whole TIME!!!! Why couldn't you floo home or apparate, it's not that you were in any immediate DANGER!! And what exactly do you do as a Watcher? Watch?”

“Hermione, calm down luv,”

“Don't `calm down luv' me. I have every right to be angry.” She stopped, Hermione felt a little calmer now that she blew her stack off. “Why else are you here?” she asked.

“I think Willow should tell you.” Hermione gave his a puzzling look. Willow moved closer to where the arguing couple was, well, arguing.

“We are here because… well because you are a Chosen One.” Willow thought of no other way to explain it.

“Huh?”

“A Slayer,” Willow continued, “Into every generation, a Slayer is born. One girl in all the world. She alone will have the strength and skill…”

“To fight the vampires, yes I know, is this déjà vu or something, because I just read that in that book” Hermione said pointing to the book at her desk.

“Can I see it?” Harry asked not waiting for an answer. He walked over to the desk and picked up the book. “Aha, the infamous Slayer Hand guide.” Harry joked.

“And for years Buffy has been complaining how she never got hers.” Willow said.

“Who's Buffy?” Hermione asked.

“Currently holding the title of head Slayer. She was the Slayer, up until a month ago.” Harry explained.

“Oh, did she die?”

“She has, twice,” Willow said, “About a month ago we got into a bit of trouble and I worked up some mega magic, so now any girl in the whole entire world that could have been a Slayer when the current one dies, is now a Slayer. And now so are you.”

“Me? I'm nothing but a bookworm, I…”

“Hermione,” Harry called from her desk and as Hermione turned to look at Harry and saw something shiny fly at her and she quickly caught it a couple inches away from where it would of hit her chest if she didn't catch it, it was a silver pen knife from on her desk.

“What the bloody hell, now you are throwing knives at me,” Hermione quickly dropped it, “Great Merlin I just caught that didn't I?”

“You have the Slayer's instinct. Have you lifted anything in the last month that you usually wouldn't have been able to lift before, or have any weird dreams?” Willow asked knowing Hermione would say yes.

“So what does this mean?”

“We would like for you to come to Slayer Central and meet the rest of our not so little group. Just to see what we are all about. Then we'll see.” Willow said.

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Harry apperated to Slayer Central while Hermione offered to ride back with Willow, for Willow still had her car in London. On their drive Willow talked about her history with Buffy and the rest of the scoobies. As they pulled up to the mansion Hermione saw Harry, Kennedy and another girl, leading a group of about 25 girls in a jog around the mansion grounds.

“That's Buffy,” Willow pointed at the girl jogging between Harry and Kennedy, “And the girls are the newest Slayers that arrived in the last week.”

“How many Slayers are there?” Hermione asked.

“Too many to count, they're all over the world. A third of them were killed when the First decided on a genocide on the potentials.”

“The First?”

“Long story we'll tell you later. So far we have room in SC for about 75 people. Most of these girls are from around here.”

The jogging group stopped jogging as Willow and Hermione got out of the car.

“I'll se ya later Hermione,” Willow said as she headed towards Kennedy. Harry and Buffy walked up to Hermione as the rest of the girls went inside.

“So you're Hermione,” Buffy greeted her, “I've heard a lot about you in the last half hour, nothing bad of course.”

“Well I guess I can say that this day has been very weird.” Hermione said as they entered the mansion and almost ran into a floppy eared tall house-elf looking creature with red eyes, “and getting weirder.” Harry let out a silent laugh.

“This is Clem,” Harry explained, “he one of the good guys.”

“Well that's good. Any more surprises?” Hermione asked.

“Watch out for Andrew, he's a major fan of ours.”

“Do my ear deceive me, it the actual Hermione Granger actually in our presence.” Andrew as if on cue came waltzing down the stairs. “You have no idea what today has been like for me? This is one of the happiest days of my life; almost as good as when Episode II came out.”

“You'd better clear off Andrew before I find my wand; I told you that if you didn't keep your mouth shut you'd find yourself a toad.”

“How well do you know the books Andrew?” Hermione asked as she slipped her wand from the pocket of her jacket.

“I've read them about a gazillion times.” Andrew said proudly. Harry saw Hermione's wand in hand and smiled.

“Then what was the spell used one page 273 of Book 1?” Hermione asked.

“Chapter 16, Through the Trapdoor, the full body binding spell.”

“Exactly,” she pointed her wand at Andrew; “Patrificus Totalus” Andrew's body went rigid as he fell to the floor.

“Ah, my kind of girl,” said a voice from the top of the stairs, “It's about time someone did something about that Andrew.” He came downstairs. “Xander Harris, at your service. And who might you be?” he asked Hermione.

“I guess I'm yet another Slayer, Hermione.” She replied glancing at Harry and smiling, “Don't worry about Andrew the spell will ware off in a while.”

“So you're a Slayer and a Witch?”

“Seems so.”

“We should go see Giles.” Harry suggested and they headed up the stairs.

A/N: This chapter was extremely boring to write, I'm sure it is a bore to read, but don't worry It'll get better!!