End of Season Seven Buffy.
Angel series.
Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.
A/n: I use Australian spelling, which means s sometimes instead of z and colour spelled with a 'u'. Just in case it annoys some people I thought I'd mention it.
Chapter One - Scoobies In EnglandDawn sighed as she and Buffy looked for a new house in England. Land of Giles, tweed, and tea. They were at number two Privet Drive, wondering if the house was big enough for them. Two story, and four bedrooms, with a spare room, two bathrooms, a study, kitchen, huge living room.
"The question is more, can we afford it?" Buffy asked the owner. The woman smiled.
"We are getting away from our neighbours. If you didn't want this house so badly, I wouldn't tell you that. It is highly affordable…"
"What's up with the neighbours?" Dawn asked.
"They're a little, say, nasty."
"Oh, we can handle a little nasty from the neighbours."
"Yeah," Buffy smiled.
Giles nodded, he didn't much care where they lived, as long as it was hell-mouth free. This was only for a few weeks, so that they could recover from the last near-apocalypse. Xander and Willow were also staying with them. Five bedrooms, much required.
"We'll take it," Buffy looked at the price. It was in the high 40,000 pounds. Expensive for them, since they were starting from scratch, all their assets blown when they blew up Sunnydale fighting the first.
"Are you serious?" Giles asked.
"Excuse us…" Buffy pulled Giles aside.
"It is too expensive, we cannot afford this."
"Yes we can. I say we can. Giles, you got the bank loan when I couldn't. Since you sold your house in England so that we could have this one."
Starting from scratch with Giles's help again, Buffy thought.
"Fine, since we'll be selling up in a few weeks. I suppose it is possible."
"That's the spirit Giles," Buffy grinned, to the lady she said, "we'll take it."
The next day they were moving in. Dawn sat on a cardboard box, full of her clothes after a long morning of moving boxes. Xander sadly recalled Anya's questioning about moving, why couldn't Buffy do it?
"Things will be better here. The land of tweed, not much could go wrong," Dawn assured him. A half frown on her face was not convincing to either of them.
"Actually, there are many magical disturbances in England," Giles stopped, when he realised the doom-and-gloom-mood the two were in.
"Dawn, why don't you meet and greet the neighbours over there? That boy looks nice enough," Buffy suggested.
Dawn nodded, yeah, this is a, get rid of Dawn so we can have biting discussions about my future behind my back, trick. They never ask my opinion, what if I hated the house? Well, I don't but that's not the point, is it? I'm part of this whole moving thing, they didn't ask me if we should go to England, did they? NO… They completely overlooked the hellmouth in Cleveland and sent other slayers there. Not that I want another hellmouth, but they could have asked my opinion on it all. How do we know that England doesn't have a hellmouth? Ha? Arg, I guess I'll meet the neighbours. Boy they don't know who just moved in next door. Nevertheless she walked over to number 4 Privet drive, where a boy wearing glasses and baggy dark clothes was mowing the lawn.
"Hi, I'm Dawn Summers your new neighbour," Dawn yelled over the lawn mower sound. The boy turned off the lawn mower.
"Hi Dawn I'm, Harry Potter." They shook hands. It was awkwardly quiet for a moment.
"So, what school do you go to?" Dawn asked.
"Ah, boarding school, correctional school for troubled boys. What school do you go to?"
"I haven't enrolled yet. New girl here, remember? I'd say I'd go to your school, but it doesn't seem too keen on letting girls in," Dawn laughed. With that, Harry relaxed a little. She thinks I'm crazy from that school Uncle Vernon says I go to and she's still talking to me, that's a good sign, Harry thought.
"Yeah, they're pretty strict about that."
"Yeah, my sister Buffy almost got stuck in an all girls catholic school. We've moved from America."
"Where in America?"
"Sunnydale."
"Oh, I heard they had a huge earth quake there, it's completely caved in. You're lucky you got out in time."
"Yeah, there were warnings. Pretty much evacuated the whole town," Dawn was glad she didn't have to make up a story. Seemed that the newspapers had already come up with something.
"Who else has moved in next door?"
"Buffy's best friends, Willow Rosenburge, Xander Harris and Mr. Giles. He's kind of like a dad."
"Kind of like?"
"Well, more annoying old English man… oh, sorry, I forgot you're English."
"Don't worry. I'm not annoying, or old," Harry laughed.
"Potter, get inside and quit bothering the neighbours!" Mrs. Dursley yelled.
"That's me, gotta go."
"Cya." Dawn headed back to the house. It was a nice old English house. Not as good as home, but it would do, for now. Until they were called to battle some other evil, in another place. Dawn ran upstairs to claim the best bedroom. It had a stained glass window, with a picture of red roses. There was wall light, where Dawn knew her bed would be, and a roof light, which she turned on, to see the rest of the room. It was boring, white, but that could be changed with a bit of paint.
"A double door cupboard oh, with mirrors!" Dawn squealed. So awesome, she thought She opened the mirror doors to reveal a walk in robe.
"Dawn, this my room," Buffy said at the doorway.
"No way, I bagsed this room first. It's like, the master bedroom!"
"Then I ought to have the master bedroom," Giles suggested.
"Nah-ah! It's way too rose window grille. Besides, you don't have enough clothes to fill this cupboard!" Dawn pouted.
"Gi-iles!" Dawn and Buffy said at once.
"I agree, this bedroom should be mine," Willow grinned. The room was big enough to fit a king-sized bed and have room for more stuff.
"This is clearly a girls room," Buffy added.
"Okay, if this is going to be a battle of the buf power fight, I am so not getting this room. Unless it's purely based on the fact that I found it first," Dawn crossed her arms.
"Okay, we draw straws and whoever gets the short straw, gets the room," Buffy ordered.
"Fine!" Dawn left to get the straws. Giles, Willow and Xander followed. Buffy dumped her boxes of things in the room and started unpacking.
"So easily tricked," Buffy laughed. Willow was standing at the door, frowning.
"What?" Buffy asked.
"Suppose you should have the room. You did, after all, do most of the evil fighting, but I did the slayer spell," Willow said.
"Thanks, but I don't think Dawn will see it that way and I know you did a lot of work but this is an awesome room." Dawn returned with the straws. She glared at Buffy, with her things all over the room already. Kennedy walked in, to see both Buffy and Willow fighting over the room. In fact, everyone was fighting over the one room. She laughed, "Willow, we should take the room down the hall," Kennedy said.
"Why?" Willow asked.
"It has a bathroom. Not as bit, but still second best."
"Okay. I don't want to break the house down fighting over a room," Willow agreed.
"Not fair, Giles!" Dawn ran downstairs to yell at Giles over the right of first-dibs on the best room. Willow and Buffy simply laughed. Willow left to find her own, slightly smaller room down the hall with Kennedy.
Dawn was stuck with the downstairs guestroom at the front corner of the house, feeling sorry for herself. It was so small, had no mirror on the door, and only a single door cupboard. With one tiny window that looked into the neighbors front garden. Her room had an old fireplace, which was tiny, old and probably never used. It would cost them money to get it cleaned out. So Dawn would probably never get the luxury of having a fireplace lit in her room.
She unpacked her clothes, wondering what the new school would be like. Would it be all hell-mouthy? Would anyone notice that people get in trouble a lot around us? Will people like me, even though I'm American? I bet they'll make fun of my accent. Or call me names, like Dawnie, like everyone else in this household calls me. I'm not a little kid. I was important for a while. Not for the right reasons. But people took me seriously, sort of. In fact, they didn't, they never did. But they will, they'll see a whole new Dawnie, I mean, Dawn.
"Dawn!" Buffy yelled. Dawn finished unpacking her clothes and purposefully slowly walked down the stairs. Just to annoy Buffy. She walked into the kitchen, which was covered in boxes.
"Help unstuck the important stuff. You were dawdling on purpose," Buffy said.
"No, I wasn't. My clothes are important. Very important."
"If we have no cutlery or plates, we have nothing to eat on. Cutlery, in the draws. This draw here…" Buffy pulled out a wide cabinet from beneath the stove, "Is for plastic stuff."
"Yeah, yeah, we could always have pizza, you know."
"Pizza is strictly apocalypse food," Giles intervened.
"Thanks Giles," Buffy said.
Willow and Xander were manually unstacking boxes of plates and other things for the kitchen. Dawn reluctantly helped. First, we buy all the stuff, and have it shipped to England, then we have to unstuck it all… See, we didn't exactly have time to send our own stuff to England with the apocalypse and all. So everything is new and Buffy is way freaking out about anything being broken. Giles is so much worse. Upside, I get all new clothes, probably stuff that mum wouldn't let me wear. Some stuff I bought that Buffy wouldn't let me wear; Buffy's yelling interrupted Dawn's thoughts.
"Dawn!" Dawn dropped a new china plate. She cringed as her sister pointed at her.
"You are in so much trouble, that cost twenty dollars!"
"So? It was ugly anyway. It's not like I dropped it on purpose," Dawn shrugged. She couldn't help but feeling slightly guilty. Dawn smiled; the look of twisted annoyance on Buffy's face was priceless. Giles was too British to do anything but glare. Just because he paid for everything, I mean, we're grateful and all, but still, he could give us a break, well, primarily give me a break, Dawn thought.
"Not that I don't agree with you on the ugly plate part, but we can't afford to break things in non-apocalypse time," Xander started picking up the plate pieces.
"You better unpack stuff in your room, Dawnie, we can take it from here," Willow said. Dawn looked back at a furious Buffy, who was glaring with all her might. She headed towards her room. Since it was on the same floor, she could hear her sister yelling, "I bet she did that on purpose, just so she didn't have to help!"
"DID NOT!" Dawn yelled back.
"Didn't ask you!" Buffy shouted.
Dawn threw her books onto a small new bookshelf. They are going to see a brand new Dawn Summers.
Warning – Spoilers
End of Season Seven Buffy.
Angel series.
Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.
Title: Harry Potter and the Scoobies.
Chapter 2 - Harry, Gryffindor VS SlytherinDawn walked over to Harry's place and found him lying outside on the lawn. He jumped at the sight of his neighbour standing over him and she grinned.
"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you."
"That's okay, you stopped me from falling asleep from all the fun I was having," Harry stood to face her. She was almost as tall as he was. Wearing a blue singlet top and jeans. Harry wore dark navy clothes that were way too big for him.
"I've been sent on a mission to invite you over for pizza and gossip at number 2 Privet Drive."
"Oh, thanks."
"Number two would be where we live. I noticed you don't like your relies very much so maybe you should come over by yourself first. Say, now?"
"All right. It's not like they'd notice I was missing."
"Cool, come with me then."
Dawn led Harry over to their house. She knew she was supposed to invite him for dinner, but they wouldn't mind if he stopped by earlier. Giles was in the living room, opening the box that had the TV in it.
"Giles, this is Harry from next door. Thought he should visit first before his overly pompous aunt and uncle do. It's okay if I call them pompous right?" Dawn asked.
"Sure, I call them that all the time."
All the Scoobies entered, Giles stuttered a greeting whilst muttering something about blasted modern TVs. Everyone sat down on coaches. The living room was much bigger than the Summers' old one. Enough to fit four couches, all angled towards the TV, with a nice black coffee table. Only, with Giles, it was tea sitting on the table.
"So what school do you go to?" Willow asked. Harry nearly choked on his tea. Dawn noticed this and said, "a boys' school, it doesn't really matter, since I can't go to an all boys school, can I Buffy? Because I'm not a boy, hello." Harry mouthed thanks and Dawn smiled.
"We still need to find you a good school," Buffy said.
"As long as it's earth quake free zone," Dawn said. Giles raised an eyebrow.
"The earthquake in Sunnydale, big news here," Harry explained.
"Oh," Giles laughed. Willow gave Kennedy a knowing look.
"If you don't mind me asking Xander, how'd you get that cool eye patch?" Harry asked.
"It's nothing, really," Xander replied.
"Oh, sorry."
"Don't worry about it."
"Who's up for a game of scrabble?" Willow asked.
"Scrabble?" Harry questioned. Dawn yawned, she didn't realise that inviting over a boy from next door could possibly be so boring.
"Or, we could go to the movies. Since Giles can't get the TV working," Dawn suggested.
"Excuse me, but…"
"No, you can't go to the movies we haven't finished packing," Buffy interrupted Giles.
"But Buffy…" Dawn complained.
"Maybe I should go…" Harry said.
"Oh yeah, and invite your relatives over, okay Harry?" Willow said.
"Yeah, sure. Thanks for the invitation."
"No problem."
Harry let himself out of the house.
Harry walked home, wondering how so many younger people could live together, and why the old guy was there. Unless he was a friend of the family or something, but they couldn't possibly all be related. Harry went inside his house, only to find his family in front of the TV.
"The neighbours invited us over," Harry said to them.
"Dudley, you know what to do, put on your best suit, Vernon, same goes for you, I have a gift basket ready, Harry, you go upstairs and…"
"Pretend that I don't exist," Harry interrupted his aunt.
"Correct."
"One problem."
"What?" Vernon boomed.
"They invited me too. It would be suspicious if I didn't show up for dinner tonight."
"You're right. Get changed and try not to say anything to the neighbours when we are there."
Harry nodded glumly and went to change into a light blue shirt and pair of jeans, which were still way too big for him. He tugged on the black belt that used to be Dudley's and pushed a new whole into it. It was coming close to six O' clock and he heard his aunt and uncle calling for him to come downstairs. Harry looked in the mirror and wondered why he actually cared what he looked like. It wasn't because of his aunt and uncle. It was, it was, Dawn… Something about her, that makes me think, that maybe, maybe she would understand all this magic and Voldemorte, him or me, prophesy, not that I could ever tell her, but still, Harry thought as he walked downstairs.
Funnily enough they drove over to the next house, which showed how lazy Dudley was; he refused to walk a meter and complained all the way to the front door. Petunia knocked twice. There was a lot of noise in the house, which seemed to unsettle Harry's aunt and uncle. Three of the Scoobies stood at the door, as did Dawn. Harry smiled, Dawn said 'hi' and giggled.
"Hi, I'm Petunia Dursley, this is Vernon, Dudley and our nephew Harry," she said.
"Hi, I'm Rupert Giles, this is Willow, Kennedy, Buffy and Dawn."
"Come in," Buffy said. They all walked in and sat at the couches. Dawn managed to have Harry sit next to her, with Xander on the other side. They sat opposite the Dursley's. Buffy ordered pizza.
"Sorry about all the boxes and lack of a home cooked meal. We only moved in today," Giles offered tea and biscuits.
"Not a problem," Petunia smiled. Harry could tell she was very sceptical about so many unrelated people living under the one roof. It was very unconventional for her. Mr Dursley was making bad jokes and boring the poor neighbours. Harry and Dawn sat uncomfortably next to each other. Making Dawn almost wish that she had sat elsewhere. She never wished anything these days of course, didn't want to have to be stuck in a house with everyone like last time.
The Dursley's and Harry left at nine p.m., leaving a very bored household of Scoobies behind.
"Are all English people that dull?" Dawn asked.
"You don't fool me Dawn. I saw you making googly eyes with that Harry boy," Buffy laughed.
"Was not. At least we know he's not a vampire," Dawn replied.
"How so?" Giles asked.
"I saw him in the daytime, Giles."
"Oh."
"So, how about that movie?"
Next door Harry sat outside in his front garden. His aunt and uncle didn't question what he did any more as long as Harry did his chores. Which after pizza at the neighbour's house, weren't much to go on. There was a loud crack behind him, which made him jump and reach for his wand. There was nothing there that he could see.
Suddenly he blacked out.
It wasn't till morning that he woke up and felt really light headed. Like part of him was missing. He walked slowly back into the house.
"You fell asleep outside? Stupid boy, do the dishes," aunt Petunia ordered. Weakly, Harry nodded and did the dishes. Once he was done, he walked to the window to see himself standing outside the neighbour's house talking to Dawn. Harry threw on his invisibility cloak and hurried over to the imposter and Dawn.
"So, you want to go out on Saturday?"
"Really? Yeah, I'd love to," Dawn smiled.
"I really need to talk to you. You know I said I went to a correctional school for boys? Well, that's not true, I'm a wizard."
"A, a wizard? You just out and say you're a wizard like it's normal? Are you crazy?" Dawn asked.
"No. I can prove it to you."
"Okay, prove away then."
"Lacarnam inflamaro," he pointed at the grass. It started burning, Dawn yelled, and put it out with the garden hose.
"You don't just go around burning things! Even if you are a wizard, I'm so going to get in trouble for that."
"No you won't. Just let me inside and I'll explain everything to you," imposter Harry said.
"Okay."
Dawn let him inside, Harry followed with the invisibility cloak. Neither of them noticed.
"Hello Harry," Buffy said to imposter Harry. Harry smiled but didn't reply. Dawn led him to her room and closed the door. The room was still covered in boxes.
"I go to Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. I need your help."
He explained that one-minute he was at Hogwarts, the next he was here, with his relatives that he didn't like one bit. Dawn was a bit confused and stated that she saw him just yesterday.
"Well, that couldn't have been me. That must've been someone pretending to be me."
He explained all about the houses, Dawn was really interested.
"So, what house are you in?" she asked.
"Slytherin," imposter Harry replied. Invisibility cloak Harry covered his mouth, to stop himself from yelling.
"Cool. Well, you've come to the right place. We know all about magic."
"Dawn! Did I hear the m word?" Willow barged into Dawn's room.
"It's okay, he's a wizard, he needs our help."
"Wizard?" Willow looked at him, unsure.
"I am. I just want to stop the guy you met yesterday who's pretending to be me."
At this point invisible Harry had had enough. He through off his invisibility cloak and glared at imposter Slytherin Harry.
"I am not pretending to be you, you are pretending to be me! And Slytherin? Please, I'm in Gryffindor and as much as I'd like to be at Hogwarts over the Summer I'm stuck with the Dursley's."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute. I think you're both Harry," Willow said.
"What? You're kidding right? He used a polyjuice potion and pretending to be me! It'll wear off soon enough and they'll know you're, you must be Draco Malfoy, pretending to be me! Well, it won't work!" Gryffindor Harry yelled.
"Draco Malfoy?" Slytherin Harry laughed, "he's nothing but my lackey. If you said boo he'd run away. He's a sissy."
"You're, you're not really Malfoy? Wait a minute… who are your best friends?" Harry asked the Slytherin.
"Flint," Slytherin Harry snarled.
"I, I think I get it… you're, you're from an alternative reality. It's, if I was put in Slytherin, this is Slytherin Harry. Where as here, I'm in Gryffindor, this is so bizarre," Gryffindor Harry laughed.
"It makes sense. Alternate realities are possible. We had two Xander's before, this is two Harry's, only Slytherin Harry isn't supposed to be here," Willow said.
"So, they're both Harry. Just not both from this universe?" Dawn asked.
"Yeah. How do we get rid of him?" Gryffindor Harry asked.
"Hey, I think I'd like to see what Gryffindor me lives like. Who're you friends with?" Slytherin Harry asked.
"Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley," Gryffindor Harry replied.
"Mudblood? You're friends with a mudblood? You know, she is dead in our reality," Slytherin Harry laughed.
Gryffindor Harry lunged for Slytherin Harry.
Willow muttered a spell that separated both of them. The two Harry's stared at Willow in shock.
"You're not the only magic ones here, Harry's. Come with me," Willow ordered. Slytherin Harry was wearing a Slytherin house uniform, which Gryffindor Harry had completely overlooked until now. They both followed Willow to the living room, with Dawn following them all and watching both the boys, wondering if they both liked her in both realities.