Title: Destiny Child

Author: Cristina

Disclaimer: characters do not belong to me.

Summary: BtVs /HP crossover after Angel was suck up in the portal when Acathla woke up (what happened to him read in Welcome to the New World) and yes this is another lost relative story. Anyway Buffy discovers some unpleasant and pleasant things when she enters the Wizarding world.

Chapter 1: Revelations

Buffy was tired, she's been living in LA for 6 weeks now, working at the diner as a waitress to earn money for food and rent, for her small apartment. Apartment, what a joke, a hole more like it. But it was a roof over her head and it was way better, than a life on the streets. So she wasn't complaining……much.

She was missing her mother and friends, she wanted to call them every day, but always changed her mind. She was not ready to come home yet, but she was feeling lonely. A friendly older lady, a witch, who lived next-door passed away leaving hers belongings to Buffy, she hadn't went trough them yet.

Knock, knock

There was a knock on the door, looking at the hour, Buffy groaned it was 5 a.m. and she just managed to sleep after her night shift and some quick patrol last night. Opening the door she really wished she had not.

"What do you want?'' she sneered at the man outside. A man, scratch that, a demon. A very annoying one and a bad dresser to, Cordy would have a heart attack if she saw him.

"No need for that kiddo." Whistler eyed fuming Slayer carefully, not wanting to upset her, but knowing that was not an opinion, because of what he'll have to tell her. He inwardly winced, it wont be pretty.

"There is something you should know,'' He started. But was interrupted when a door slammed in his face. That went well, "Come on kiddo, I'm only a messenger!'' he knocked again and then again, until the door swung open again, revealing a very angry Slayer.

"Ya know, right now I'm seriously discussing with my self what to do with you, somehow tearing out yours ribcage and wearing it as a hat is not enough of a punishment. As for your massage I don't want to HEAR IT! Last time a heard that there is something I should know I've send my love to HELL! AND DON'T DEARE SAY THAT YOU BOSSES OR WHAT EVER DIDN'T SEE THIS COMMING!''

Whistler held up his hands in universal sign of surrender. "Look, I know that you've been trough a lot, but if you don't listen to the things I have to tell you, more bad things will come, so sorry kiddo, but you need to know.''

Buffy glared at him and made to slam the doors again, but Whistlers next words stopped her cold.

"WHAT!'' she screeched making the balance demon wince. He then told her again.

"Joyce and Hank Summers are not your parents.'' And rushing with the massage, since he noticed that petite Slayer was, for the moment speechless, "You were born in England as Elizabeth Isabel Malfoy. To Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, you have a twin brother named Draco. They are family of wizards, but not Wicca like yours friends Willow and Amy, they use wands and they don't believe in any other form of magic but they own. In fact the whole society of Wizards don't believe in it.''

"So what your telling me that I'm adopted….." Buffy was upset, OK she did believe Whistler, he was a messenger for the PTB, he had no reason to lie to her, but to think that her family, her real family put her up for adoption, it was mind spinning.

Whistler shook his head, "No, and please don't interrupt, there isn't much time. You were kidnapped; you see your parents are supporters of really evil wizard named Lord Voldemort. He is pretty much like Hitler, wanting to kill all who don't have magic along with those who are of Muggle and half Muggle decent. Muggle is a human with no magical abilities, in other words normal. Anyway the powers figured that you'll be called as a Slayer and they could not allow for you to grow up like that, so they put you in loving household, made a protection web around you, so you could not be fund by wizards or Watcher Council, who is become corrupt over centuries. And now, when they'll lift the web your birth parents will notified by The Ministry of Magic, that you were found. Joyce and Hank's memories of you will be erased and so will the councils. The only ones that will remember you, are your friends. And they know about your past, I told them and the witches sent you this," He pulled a small oval locket out of his pocked. "You'll be able to communicate through this and it can transport you back to Sunnydale if need arises."

"So what you telling me is that, some one will pick me up soon and take me to my real parents, who are working for Mayor Big Bad and they are evil them self's. My parents, who were not my real parents, wont have any memories of me, as well as the Council – witch is the only good news I've received, and to top it all I have to go in England, … I hope you realise that in no condition, and no freaking way, not in this life time I am WEARING TWEED."

"You won't need to, they wear robes. That and well, you are not 17 years old, the PTB made you older. In reality you are 12." Then he waited for another explosion.

"12! Are you insane, how could I be twelve? I mean that would make certain things very well NOT GOOD." Buffy glared hard at the demon, truly horrified at the things he just said.

"No, it does not work this way, because at the moment, you are a 17 year old girl, but when the spell is lifted you'll grow younger. You'll still remember what happened, but you will be 12." He explained.

"You do realise that you don't make sense at all."

Whistler chuckled, knowing well that she understood his explanation. Then he watched how she mulled things over.

"How long do I have?'' she asked seriously. He regarded her for a second then answered.

"Five minutes kid, now if you'll excuse me I'll leave."

Whistler turned to leave but was stopped by a slender hand.

"Not so fast demon-boy, what about Angel?" Whistler was not surprised by that question.

"He is not in a demon dimension, but he can't return. He is following his own destiny as you must follow yours.'' And with that he disappeared, leaving peeved Slayer behind.

Buffy hurried towards the phone and turned the numbers. Listening to the ringing she hoped that someone would answer.

"Hello?'' said female voice.

"Mom"

"Buffy? Honey are you all right, I miss you."

"I miss you to mom, and I'm sorry for leaving like that, but I couldn't stay. Everything was so hard then that I couldn't breath, it still is hard." Buffy said, her eyes tearing up, for hearing hers mothers voice. Knowing that she is speaking to the woman for the last time.

"Shh, Buffy it's all right and I'm sorry to honey, I'm sorry." Joyce's voice vas thick with tears to, when she heard her daughters voice after weeks of wondering if Buffy was safe.

And so both mother and daughter sobbed at hearing each others voices, but the time is steady thing it dose not slow for anything. And so five minutes passed quickly, to quickly.

There was small rush of power when the spell ended.

"Oh goodness, hello is anybody there? Hello?" said, Joyce baffled as to why she is crying and why she is holding the phone in her hand.

Buffy held her hand, hard, at her mouth to stifle sobs that threatened to overwhelm her. Quickly putting the receiver on the handle, she curled her legs and rested her chin on her knees, and let the tears fall.

Hour later Buffy calmed somewhat, her sobs only painful hiccups now. Slowly standing up she made to the bathroom , to wash her face. After truthful wash with cold water, she looked at the mirror and stared …

She looked different, younger … but there were other changes, her hair was a bit lighter in their golden colour and a bit wavy. She noticed that she was shorter, making her clothes hang on her. Grimacing she pulled away, really not wanting to deal with all this, but knowing that she'd have to.

Malfoy manor, England

Lucius was resting in front of fire on the throne like armchair, icy blue eyes intent on the parchment he was reading. His wife Narcissa was in the kitchens presenting a dinner plan for the House - elves. Draco was up in his room.

Suddenly there was Fudges excited face in the fireplace. "Minister," Lucius greeted the Minister of Magic with smooth polite voice.

"Good day Mr. Malfoy, I have some good news that I thought it would be best if I told you personally." Came the Ministers jubilant voice. Lucius lifted an eyebrow in question, mentally wondering what that incompetent fool had done now to be so excited.

"A while ago, there was a burst of magical energy from Los Angeles in America done by an untrained born witch. That would not have been such news, after all it's not the first time that Salem school missed as wizard or witch in the area of magical converntence. But when the Juvenile squad arrived their Missing searcher activated… Mr. Malfoy after 12 years your daughter has been found."

Lucius was shocked speechless and it showed. "My daughter has been found?" He asked in disbelief. The Minister nodded "Yes as soon as it was confirmed I was notified, they wont approached her and a inter country port-key has been approved for you and your wife."

Couple minutes later

Buffy was supposed to go for work again, but since she was again twelve. TWELVE! That was not possible. Why do these things keep happening to her?

Suddenly her sensitive ears were picking up faint popping noses in the hallway, and she sensed magic. Weird magic. Figuring that this is what she was waiting for. She sat down and waited.

TBC

Next chapter: Malfoy's meet their long lost child, Buffy moves to England, and Draco meets his long lost twin, that he did not know abut. And Draco's second year begins.

So hated it or did you like it?

And if you want to know what happened to Angel, that will be covered in fic called Welcome to the New World. (It's not posted yet.)