Exchange

okay so this is the response to a challenge i saw while looking through the Harry Potter section. i think i'm just going to post it here unless my muse changes my mind. i thank free flight for putting this plot bunny in my head. it's taken over, i swear it has. now to the story.


"Talking"
/thinking/

Chapter One: Exchange and a Strange Muggle

The new Hogwart's school year started off like any other. More sniveling half-bloods and muggle borns. The ride to school was long and boring. The cariage ride even more so. Hogwarts looked just as imposing and beautiful sitting on the cliff, pride of the wizarding world. The sorting went on as normal but there seems to be something going on with the new Headmaster Albus Dumbledor.

He has a roll of parchment in front of him and that know it all twinkle in his eye that drives most of the Slytherins crazy. After the sorting the man stands up causing the hall to become silent and tensions to sky rocket.

"This year is going to be a little different," Dumbledor starts. "We are going to do a little exchange progarm with a few muggle schools that have what we call Nature Wizards and Witches."

Whispers immediately break out in the hall and even among a few of the staff who are unaware of the plan. A group of Slytherin friends look at each other knowing this was going to mean trouble for them.

"Those of you who are going to be part of the exchange, there is a notice with your belongings," Dumbledor explains. "Along with a letter your parents signed and a letter about the family you'll be staying with. You will be leaving tomorrow after lunch with a professor who will portkey you to your new home. You will be staying untill Christmas break and you will keep a log about the school you attend. Enjoy dinner."

Talking immediately fills the great hall as students become excited about the assignment, well all but the Slytherins. For them it means half a year with everything they hate and loath. After dinner the Slytherins go to their dorms all of them seeking out their things in search of the hated letter. There is a cry of fury as the blonde prince runs from his room with the letter in hand.

It doesn't take long for a dark hair teen to join him, the handsome twins, and the Slytherin prankster as well. Each teen looks at each other before dropping on to the couches with sighs. The rest of the Slytherins watch them with pity, glad it wasn't them.

"This is blood stupid!" the dark hair teen growls looking down at his letters. His black locks fall in to his very Roman face. "That old man can't make us go!"

"I refuse to lower myself by staying with a bloody muggle," the blonde snarls out.

"Not like we have much of a choice," on twin sighs.

"Our parents signed the bloody papers," the other comments.

"No way out," the prankster mumbles. "We're going to be stuck living like muggles for half the year."

The five sit quietly curing the old man and everything else. Refusing to believe they're going to be stuck with muggles.


Sunnydale California
Alexander Harris' House....

Xander just looks at his dad, making sure not to meet his bloodshot eyes. School was going to start meaning the end of his unproductive summer. Now after getting home late; exhausted from his summer job; his father springs on him the fact that they'll be housing five teens from England for the semester. Not only that but he has to clean the basement out, find beds and then clean the house by tomorrow afternoon. On top of that his parents were bing paid thousands for this and knew about the exchange at the beginning of the summer.

He sighs knowing he isn't going to get any sleep tonight.

"Did you hear me boy?" Tony growls.

"Yes Sir," he says keeping his voice soft.

"Then get to work!" he snaps.

Xander rushes by him and in to the basement where he looks at all the junk lying around. Sighing he begins the task of throwing out of the items and cleaning. He knows that he'll have to find beds tomorrow morning. For a moment, begging Willy for help crosses his mind but the though of all those demons makes him change his mind.

Xander makes sure to keep an eye out for vampires and other demons everytime he goes outside with more trash. It takes him about three hours to remove everything, even the old beat up couch and torture chair. Grabbing the cleaning supplies he procedes to try and scrub everything clean. The extra pain cans from years before helps cover the otherwise nasty walls.

By the time that's done it's six in the morning. Exhausted he sits on the stairs letting his poor muscles have a break. The smell of bleach and pain burning his nose and keeping him awake. The door opens and Xander looks up at Tony feeling every muscle tense back up.

"Get up here boy!" his father snaps before disappearing.

Xander scrambles up the steps banging his shins on the steps. He enters the kitchen and looks at his mom making breakfast and his father sitting at the table. He shifts nervously, feeling exhaustion creeping up on him again.

"I have a delivery man coming to put bed's in for the brats," Tony growls. "I'm giving you money to get food while we're at work. I want the change back and a receipt understand!"

"Yes sir," Xander replies.

"The man will be here at ten and the brat's will be here at 1 pm," he says as Jessica places a plate in front of him.

"Yes sir," he says quietly.

"Get out of my sight," he snaps.

Xander runs upstairs to his room, planning to take a nap before getting the food. When he wakes it 8:30 and he jumps up. He showers quickly, dresses and runs downstairs. There's a grocery list and a small stack of bills. He grabs it and goes out to the car he's borrowing from his uncle. He gets everything on the list in the quantities written down and rushes home just as the delivery man pulls up.

He lets the man in to the basement and puts the groceries up. The the time the beds are set up and made it's 12:30. Xander decides to drag the couch back inside the room for another place to sit and cleans it up with some fabric cleaner. He jumps when someone knocks on the front door. Slowly he heads up stairs to open the door.


Hogwarts Earlier that day....


Lucius wakes in a foul mood, not wanting to face the day. He was not looking forward to this. All of their magical belongings and robes were staying behind along with their wands. Everything had been replaced with muggle clothing, books, pens and notebooks.

He gets up to shower and dress before waking Sirius up. The teen growls at him but gets up to stumble to the bathroom. Lucius brushes out his hair making sure every strand is in place before leaving the dorms for the Great Hall. The muggle clothing feels funny and he's already missing his robs. He walks to the slyterin table, sitting down beside Severus who is stabbing at his breakfast.

"Glare hard enough and it might catch fire," Lucius comments.

"Go to hell," he growls.

"Someone's touch this morning," he grins.

"An entire semester without my potions," Severus growls. "At this rate I'll never get that Potion appentceship."

"You'll be alright batty," Sirius says taking a seat. "Not like the potion masters love potions as much as you."

Severus growls at him and violently stabs a sausage. Rabstan and Rodulphus take seats across from them dressed in the same clothes making it difficult to tell them apart. Lucius raises a slender eyebow and both boys smirk.

"This way we can at least tease the muggles," Rabstan comments.

"Seeing how we can't hex them in to insanity," Rodulphus says.

"I do plan on making their lives a living hell," Sirius grins. "They'll wish they never agreed to house us."

Lucius shakes his head at his friends and goes back to his breakfast. After breakfast the day seems to go quickly and before they know it, it's time to go. They are a little surprised when it turns out Dumbledor is escorting them. They portkey just outside of the town of Sunnydale where a van is waiting.

The van magically drives itself to their new lodging once everyone is loaded up. Lucius looks at the town in disgust wondering about it. The place seems small and like nothing happens. They do take note that the place has a lot of graveyards and they find it odd. they pulls up to a normal looking house with nothing special about it. They get out heading for the door, Dumbledor knocking loudly.

"I expect you boys to be on your best behavior," Dumbledor says with a smile.

"Whatever," Sirius grumbles watching a red head walk across the street.

She is glaring at the house and talking to a small male with multicolor hair. Dumbledor knocks again as the two disappear around the corner. The door finally opens revealing a cute young man. He has a shaggy mess of brown hair and large brown eyes. He's dressed in stained jeans, a wife beater and ratty sneakers.

"Aww Mr. Harris," Dumbledor smiles.

"Xander actually."

Lucius just raises a brow and looks at Severus who just glares. The boy just shifts nervously and let's them inside.

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Alright, there's the first chapter. I actually have two more written but i haven't proof read them yet. hopefully you all enjoyed it now hit the review button and tell me what you think.


please *big puppy eyes*