Title: Luna Academy of Magical Arts
Author: GMB loves Angel
Rating: Hmm... PG, I think. What rating has the Harry Potter books?
Spoilers: None... no episodes and for now, no Harry Potter books either...
Authors notes: We go back in time to meet Buffy and the rest of the gang at the age of eleven. I thought it would be interesting to have them go to Luna, a kind of California-located "Hogwarts" that I've invented. Buffy's still the slayer and has her strength, but neither Angel, Spike (which is called William in the fic) or Harmony are vampires, but they have the same personality as in the show (Angel is Angel, not Angelus) (I was a bit tempted to let Spike be his human self, which would have gotten him into Hufflepuff, but I couldn't go through with it…) Doyle's not a half demon either, but he's still Irish, so is Angel. Some of the characters I've taken from the show are not so liked by some people, but I needed both good guys as bad guys… I even got some characters I hate in this story to make it interesting. Don't worry, you probably will notice which ones I can't stand…
My life will never be normal. Heck, I wouldn't want it to be normal. If it had been normal I, Buffy Anne Summers wouldn't have gotten my first job. I can't help, but stare onto the envelope with the big crest that sais Hogwarts. What is Hogwarts, you ask? Well it's a school for witches and wizards. But they're not real, or… Well, I did say my life wasn't normal. Second, if you've heard of Hogwarts, you may ask why I, as an American has gotten a job at a school in Britain. Either way it's a long story to tell. It all started when I got my letter from Luna. No, not from the moon… Don't be silly, the full name is "Luna academy of magical arts"… Ok, how thick are you? It's a school. It's the witch and wizard school in California, where I'm from. My parents did know what to believe, of course. They're muggles (Non-magic persons). First we all saw it as a joke. I mean, why would they want to send their eleven-year-old with an unknown train to a school God knew where was located. Even weirder were the book-list and all the other stuff I had to get. I mean, where did you get a wand, or a cauldron or anything on the list. Which bookstore happened to just have "Standard book of spells grade 1" (How many grades where there!?!) Then they asked for a very weird thing, an owl… I mean, where would I get an owl. There wasn't any address to send any response to. And then there was this weird train ticket for platform 2 1/2. There isn't any such thing. No, I'm not loosing it, I'm telling the truth… well, well, better to tell the whole story and not just small parts, so here goes…