Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or Harry Potter. They each belong to their creators Joss Whedon and J.K Rowling.
Timeline: Just after book 5 of Harry Potter and the second season of Buffy but instead of running away Buffy stayed in Sunnydale.
Notes: After reading a lot of amazing stories here at for about over a year I decided to try and write something myself. Feel free to tell me if it sucks so I can just take it away or if you like it (which I really hope you do) tell me if you want me to continue. To do all that you'd have to review (see I'm really tricky!).
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It was still early in the morning, about three or so, but as usual Harry couldn't sleep. He had only been at Grimuald place for a week but it felt as if it was much longer. Nobody seemed like they used to. They had all grown up so much over the past year and in Harry's mind that just didn't seem fair. Sometimes he wished they were normal people going about their every day normal life where nothing happened. Of course he guessed he had that with the Dursleys and he would never want to go back to that! As hard as this world could be sometimes, it was worth it. Because in the end without Voldemort and every thing that was going on right now the wizarding world kicked the normal worlds as!
But it still bothered him that everyone was walking around like they had the weight of the world on their shoulders and he was pretty sure they were keeping something from him. Every once in awhile he would walk in on some of them talking in hushed voices about something that seemed very important. But as soon as he got close enough to hear what they where talking about they'd stop and turn to him with a guilty look on their faces. He had tried talking to Ron and Hermoine about it but they'd seemed just as clueless as he was. He had even tried talking to Fred and George but had had come up with nothing. They were both to busy working on their new joke shop, which was doing extremely well to every body's shock but especially Mrs Weaslys. She thought it was just a thing they'd grow out of and come crying back to mummy when they failed but the way things where going now that didn't seem to be happening soon.
When Harry looked at his watch to see what time it was he discovered that it was already 4am. Oh well´ he thought doesn't look like I'm going to get much sleep this night ether´. Since he left Hogwarts Harry hadn't been able to sleep much at all. He was lucky if he go a couple of hours in. He knew this couldn't be healthy but what was he supposed to do? Nothing´ he thought I'll just go down to the kitchen and make myself a warm glass of milk. That always seems to work in the sheesy movies the Dursleys used to watch´.
Harry carefully slipped out of the bed and tried not to wake Ron. Not that it should be a problem, Ron could probably sleep through a deatheater attack´ Harry thought with a slight smile on his face. He lit his wand and tiptoed as quietly as he could down the dark corridor, the steps until he finally reached the kitchen. He was just about to enter when he saw a light coming from the door. He walked closer and pressed his ear against the door. He could hear mumbled whispers but could not quite make out what they were saying. Harry carefully reached for the handle and pressed down on it gently. He managed to open the door a little so he could see who was inside the room but could still easily hide if they noticed anything.
Almost the whole Order were there, Mr and Mrs Weasly, professor Lupin, Tonks even Dumbledore. They were all gathered around the kitchen table some standing and some sitting on the few chairs that where available. They were talking in hushed voices but it was obvious they all had a different opinion on whatever it was they were arguing about. Harry now more than ever wished they still had those extendeble ear things Fred and George had made but unfortunately Mrs Weasley had taken all of them.
He didn't know what to do, his brain was to tired to come up with any spell right now and he couldn't just push the door open wider and slip into the room and try to hide behind something, surely the would see him. So all he could do now was wait and hope the argument continued and they'd start yelling. It had happened before so the chances weren't that slim. If he could just hear a couple of words and maybe a name he could probably figure it out, it's not like this is anything new to him.
He stood there for what felt like hours but probably only was minutes. Harry was just about to give up when he heard his own name being mentioned quite loudly by professor Lupin of all people. If he would have guessed who was going to be the one to start yelling first Lupin would definitely not have been on his list, which only made his curiosity grow even larger. Go Lupin´ Harry said then cursed under his breath when he discovered he said it out loud but lucky enough nobody seemed to have heard it.
"He has the right to know" Harry heard one of his fathers best friends saying. "What do you think he's going to do when he finds out you've been lying to him all this time?" If Harry wasn't already dieing to know what this was all about that would have done it for him.
"Lupin calm down" he could hear Mrs Weasley sayng. "There is no need to get upset". Clearly the wrong thing to say´ Harry thought as he saw professor Lupins face get even reder his fist clenching and unclenching at his sides and the vein on his forehead practical popping out.
"No need, no need? You've kept this from him since he was born! Don't you think this could've helped him, knowing that he still had someone that he wasn't all alone in this world?" Harry didn't know what to do. This was sounding a lot like him, but it couldn't be could it? And what did he mean when he said he wasn't alone in this world? Could it mean, could it possible mean that his parents were still alive? No of course it couldn't they were dead he reminded himself, but then who could it be?