Disclaimer: I don't own the Buffy series, the Harry Potter series, the Smallville series or the DC universe.

Timeline: AU of Smallville season 6, Pre Harry Potter series and 3 years after S7 of the Buffy series (Season 8 NEVER existed).

A/N: Jonathon Kent is still alive at this time as someone else took his place in the episode where Clark went back in time to save Lana. This is also an AU of the Harry Potter universe in which Harry has a twin brother and both him, his brother and his parents survived the attack and they thought that Harry's brother stopped Voldemort so the wizarding world thinks that the brother is the chosen one. Keep in mind that I will try to explain everything as the story progresses.

Also the events that led Jonathon to run Kansas's senator never happened.

Warning: This WILL be an Andrew/Oliver slash story.

Chapter 1

Andrew was by himself looking for some slayers in a suburb outside of London when he saw a family walk by, they looked proud; the father looked cute enough he supposed but the woman reminded him of Willow and he just wanted to stay away from the core Scoobies, he liked them well enough but he just preferred to stay away from them for now as he wanted to show them that he could do things on his own.

As he watched the small family he noticed a little red haired boy walk proudly by his parents, looking down his nose at everyone, while in the back was a small black haired child with the brightest green eyes he had ever seen and his heart leapt into his throat; the boy, he reminded Andrew of himself: he was always hiding in the background from the rest of his family.

Andrew looked at him and felt for him as he reminded him so much about himself always being ignored.

Harry gasped, his magic flowing around past him until it formed a bond with someone else, it felt warm and he wanted that feeling to stay as he had never felt like that. He looked up and saw the blonde man looking at him, his green eyes met Andrew's blue eyes and Harry whispered, "I wish you were my daddy."

As Andrew left a vengeance demon was watching, she had taken the place of Anyanka after she had been killed and one of Anya's hidden wills stipulated that the Scoobies were not to be harmed by their wishes but the night before the final battle Anya had added Andrew into that group and had D'Hoffyrn make sure that if a wish would personally help, then it would be granted.

She watched Andrew and heard the boy's wish, first she wanted to make sure that she wasn't giving a child to a monster. She looked at Andrew and saw his past and present; he had made mistakes and was doing his best to make up for them, Anya had said that he had earned her forgiveness at least. She whispered, "Granted," she had no doubt the two would find each other again and soon.

Harry felt happier than he had felt in months, something was happening and his magic was telling him it'd be good. He followed his mother, father and brother and sighed with relief, the blonde man looked lonely too.

Andrew went home to his small flat which he shared with one of his favourite slayers who, much to Buffy's annoyance, refused to leave him alone,, Buffy had felt that they were being intimate with each other but that wasn't it Maria just didn't like too many people and Andrew was one of the few people she adored, he was like the big brother she always wanted. Some other people had told her what he did and she said, "It's in the past so who the fuck cares? Who is that bitter to hold on to the past like that?"

Maria gave him a hug and said, in her thick Spanish accent, "Andrew, Miss Summers called again, she's telling us that we're going to have to go LA next week, she wants someone to keep an eye on that Angel person."

"Alright," Andrew shrugged, "I mean it's gotta be better than rainy old Scotland, right?"

She nodded and brought out some food for them and smiled lightly as he told her of the child he had seen and Maria said, "Andrew Wells, the mighty watcher, laid low by a little boy."

"It's not that," Andrew said, "The fact is he kind of reminds me of myself at his age, I mean I was so lonely I cut myself off from the world and immersed myself into a world of science fiction and fantasy, his parents didn't seem to even notice him; they weren't holding his hand, he was just allowed to walk behind them."

"It is sad Andrew," Maria agreed, she looked at Andrew and remembered how he got her away from her father, he would always be a good man to her no matter what he did in the past, it was the past now.

That night at Godric's Hollow, Harry was sleeping in his smaller room when he heard his parents tucking his brother in and as they came in to his room they simply closed the door and didn't even bother saying good night and walked away from his room.

The vengeance demon looked in and picked Harry up and whispered, "It'll be alright, I promise," and teleported away.

Andrew was busy at his small den reading when he heard a noise outside in the hallway; he looked out his door and saw the small child, who was still sleeping. He picked the child up and Harry woke up and wrapped his arms around Andrew's neck cuddling him.

"How did you get here?" Andrew stammered as Harry continued to hug him.

Harry shrugged and held onto Andrew for dear life loving the feeling when Andrew hugged back; he saw a note appear in front of him.

He picked it up while trying to balance Harry on his other arm and read to himself.

"Hey geek boy it's Anya, I want to let you know that at the end I have nothing but respect for you and I loved how you killed my killers, good for you. I am glad that they joined me in death, so yeah I had my replacement look out for you and she said that you and this kid would be good for you so I asked her to bring him to you, now don't worry yourself about legality D'Hoffyrn said he would make it legal, also if you're wondering why you got the child and not Xander it's this; Xander still needs time to heal and trust me he's going to get a child on his own but you need this child and he's going to need you.

Anyways Andy, may that force thingy be with you or whatever they say on that movie. Also, don't go to LA, ever, it's not going to be good for you. Find your own life and might I suggest Star City?

Anya"

Andrew sat staring at the note in shock; he looked at Harry who by now was wide awake and staring back at him.

Harry said quietly, "Are you going to keep me?"

At Harry's words Andrew felt himself being drawn back to his own childhood where he was forced to watch his parents heap toys upon toys on Tucker, he remembered that he got accepted to several collages but his parents said, "Sorry Andrew, Tucker has to go not you."

Andrew looked right back at Harry and nodded, causing Harry to hug him, and said, "It's bedtime."

Maria looked up and saw Andrew carrying a three year old child, he put him down next to her and showed her the note and she agreed to what it was saying.

Harry looked at her quietly and wondered if she was going to be his new mommy, he liked her she seemed nice.

Andrew had tried to reach Xander but he was out of the country again, in Africa supposedly, so he tried to talk to Willow only for Kennedy to slam the phone in his ear and Buffy wasn't taking any calls. He looked back at Harry and realized that he would have to handle this himself, he sighed and put Harry on his lap and winced when Harry snuggled closer to him, he was going to have to be responsible.

"So," Andrew whispered, "What's your name?"

Harry looked up and said, "Harry,"

"I guess I'm going to have to take care of you Harry," Andrew said softly as he hugged Harry close to him.

Harry nodded and snuggled close to him loving how Andrew hugged back, old daddy never hugged him, no one hugged him really. He got up and carried Harry to the spare bedroom he had and placed him in bed.

Maria whispered, "You'll be fine as a poppa Andrew."

"It's just that I don't understand," Andrew said, "I'm not exactly father material, I mean I know what it's like to be ignored and he was being ignored, I wonder why Harry's brother was being treated like he was a god amongst mortals?"

Harry looked up and held his arms towards Andrew, who picked him up.

"Grandpa Albus said Godric stopped the bad man and that made him special," Harry said softly, "After that mommy and daddy began to change; they no longer wanted me, they were saying something about me going to live with Auntie Petunia, she's really mean."

Andrew looked at his feet, Harry was just like him: he was passed around his family like a disease, only his aunt wanted him and she loved him and often held him, his eyes began tear up as he remembered her. He held Harry close to him and said, "Don't worry; we aren't giving you to your auntie."

The following week was fast paced; Andrew was packing things quickly and he made to find out if Harry was his legally and he was pleased to find out that whatever Anya had done from beyond the grave made sure Harry was his.

Maria had packed Andrew's personal books into his boxes and saw Andrew making sure that Harry was getting ready for his trip; he had taken him to the doctors and gotten him inoculated, he picked Harry up some books and often, after work, he would read stories to Harry, who would just sit on his high chair listening to him while Maria would try to feed him.

Soon it was time, Andrew took Harry by the hand to the airport and Harry started to babble out all sorts of questions; he asked Andrew what those things in the air were and Andrew looked puzzled, hadn't Harry at least seen airplanes on TV before?

Andrew had to carry Harry through the security check as the big guards made him nervous, as he carried Harry to the check in he saw Maria smile at him and Harry calmed down, he liked her; she was always so funny and always smiled.

"Okay Harry," Andrew said, "You have to sit next to me, I really don't want you looking out the window because if you're anything like me you'll throw up and when I did that, it all went on Kennedy."

Maria shook her head and said, "I still think you aimed at her directly."

"Of course I did!" Andrew laughed slightly, "It either her or Xander and I like Xander but I hate Kennedy a lot; she's spoiled rich girl and she needed to be brought down a peg or two."

Harry giggled, he had no idea who Kennedy was but if new daddy hated her she couldn't be that good of a person.

The plane began to roll along the runway and lifted up; Harry tried to squirm out of his seat to look outside while Andrew held him down.

The trip was long Andrew tried to get Harry to sleep, Harry suggested what old daddy used to go to sleep if he needed help sleeping, which Harry was describing a dreamless sleep potion.

Andrew and Maria thought, 'James Potter was a pill head and a drunkard to boot.'

Harry didn't understand what was going on, did he say something wrong? He sighed and fell asleep in his new daddy's arms.

"So," Maria whispered, "Where are we going if not to LA?"

"Umm, Anya was insistent that I find a new city and I think maybe Star City, I've heard good things about it," Andrew said with certainty as the plane lifted up.

Harry giggled and clapped his hands as he tried to snuggle closer to Andrew.

TBC

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