Disclaimer: I do not own the characters used in or associated by Harry Potter, or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. This story is done without malice and without profit from it. It is simply for the enjoyment of the readers.
"There's an emergency. A big one!" one of the people on the magical scanners said in the situation room.
Xander, the one eyed former carpenter and tactical head of the council said, "What's the situation?"
"Fuck!" Xander shouted and said, "I need a tactical team on standby for a major snafu.
"How bad is it?"
The scanner operator was looking over the notations that he had and said, It's reached an Omega level situation."
Xander placed his head in the palm of his hand. "Wonderful. So we have infected then."
Xander went up to the front of the large screen with several smaller screens surrounding it. "Open channel to Slayer Prime."
When the channel came on, Buffy asked, "What's the sitch?"
"Saw it on a show, Situation now please."
"We have a case of Nice Guy Syndrome, with infected." Xander said and looked at a paper that was just handed to him, "It's in a hidden place in Scotland, so I want you leading a team which I will bring to you myself."
"Damn! Another one?"
Xander sighed, "Yeah, they never seem to learn."
"How many guesses that they have a big bad as well?"
"No guessing. We'll assess the situation once we're there. According to the translated books, it's at someplace called Hogwarts."
"Great. This means I have to clean up another mess that someone is too nice to handle."
"I need a cleanup crew." Xander said into his communicator.
Giles was in the situation room going over what was happening in the field. "How bad?"
"One castle, badly damaged, several deaths, and the nice old guy is dead by trying to talk someone to be better."
Giles sighed. When would they be rid of those people who would talk instead of fight? They cared more for the bad guys than their friends and family. "What of the infected?"
"The place is a school G-man. We have an entire generation of sheep ala Sunnydale."