Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon and Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling A/N:
I have a timeline. Though, it’s all weird... I put the year of events on the page for the series.
“So, if I’m hearing you correctly, you want me to spy on a first year, even though I’m only going to be a second year myself?”
The Summers sisters looked at one another and back to the twelve year old sitting across from them. It wasn’t the easiest decision they had ever made, nor was it something they were entirely comfortable with, but it seemed necessary.
“We wouldn’t exactly call it spying,” Dawn spoke. “More like, watching and taking the occasional note, but from a distance.”
Single eyebrow raised, the young brunette crossed her arms, “So, stalking, then?”
Dawn’s mouth opened to respond, only to close again. That did sound a bit like stalking, which was not what she meant. And she knew her sister wasn’t going to help her, but maybe…
“It’s all you, Dawnie,” Buffy whispered next to her, a trace of amusement in her voice.
Throwing a quick glare at Buffy, Dawn turned back to the younger slayer. “You’ve heard the stories, I’m sure, Katie. It’s impossible for you not have heard about Voldemort around here and back in the Wizarding World. We want to have our ear to the ground, so to speak and we need people on the inside.”
“And you’re sure he’s going to be sorted in to Gryffindor?” the young slayer asked. Being at the Council for so many years, even though not on the front lines, she knew Buffy and her friends were powerful, but predicting where the famed Harry Potter would be sorted? That seemed impossible.
“We’re positive,” Buffy smiled. There was no way her nephew was going to be placed anywhere else.
“And all you have to do is make sure he’s okay and report his general well-being,” Dawn stressed. “No bringing him into the slayer lifestyle or anything like that.”
“I can do that,” Katie nodded.
“And stay out of that Forbidden Forest,” Buffy smirked when Katie rolled her eyes. This would be about the tenth time someone had told the young slayer to stay away from the Forest. Slayer or not, she was only twelve.
“You’ll be on the lines someday, Katie,” Dawn smiled, “but this is more necessary than you might think.”
Shaking her head, Katie spoke, “No, I get it. I hear the adults who think Voldemort will come back, talk. Harry Potter is supposed to be… big, in all of this, somehow. Someone who survives the Killing Curse has to be special, right?”
“He is,” Dawn nodded. And as much as she wanted to tell the slayer how personal this was for her and Buffy, she knew she couldn’t, not yet, but she had faith that Katie could do this. She was very mature for her age and also a pretty good slayer for her age, and a witch on top of that. “And think about it, if something does go down, you’ll be there to protect him.”
“I’ll be the best not-stalking-but-really-stalking slayer you’ve ever seen!” Katie nodded fiercely. “Unless quidditch gets in the way.”
She knew she could balance that, though it’d be a lot easier if Harry made the team, but in his first year? Probably not possible, but it was okay. She wouldn’t have been chosen for this if they didn’t think he could do it because when she thought about it, she was twice chosen; a witch and a slayer. She was more than capable of tracking his progress and making sure she could watch over him.
A departure from the tense, dark fics in this verse. Don’t know how I feel. Will probably go back to the tense ones.