Prophecy Boy Meets Prophecy Girl
Summary: After the war Harry decides it's time to get away from the Wizarding world for a while. So after a trip to Gringotts, he makes a startling discovery, he has family other than the Dursleys and he's determined to get to know him.
AN: I'm going to make some slight tweaks to Harry's to personality. None of that angst ridden can't think for himself Harry Potter in my story. Throughout his Hogwarts years things also happened differently.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and Buffy the Vampire Slayer are the intellectual property of J.K. Rowling and Joss Whedon respectively, including all settings and characters.
'It's finally over.' Harry James Potter thought to himself. Harry was currently looking out the window of his room at the Leaky Cauldron down on to the streets of Diagone Alley. It's been a week since the death of Voldemort, one of the darkest wizards in the history of Britain's magical society. 'A week ago these same people were too afraid to even step outside their doors, now look at them, they're dancing in the streets' thought Harry with a small chuckle.
Harry was also thinking back on everything that eventually lead to him being the epicenter of this great conflict. 'It all started with three people. One a wine soaked near squib that just had to open her mouth and spew forth a prophecy that would cost me a childhood. A meddlesome and manipulative old man who had more facial hair then sense, who dumped me in a prison cell designed to look like a suburban home on Privet Dr. when I was 15 months old and every summer since I was 11. The last person was a greasy haired, hook nosed, bat bastard whose two talents in the world was mixing potions and holding a grudge.' Harry thought with a snarl on his lips as he pictured each individual who had a hand in making his life hell.
'Relax, they're gone, you're not. At least you got some payback in the form of private tutoring out of Dumbledore and Snape' Harry thought to himself. It was after the debacle that was the Tri-wizard tournament that allowed Harry guilt trip Dumbledore into training him in wand less magic. It wasn't until those so called Occlumency lessons were Snape mind raped him that he could blackmail the potions professor into teaching him how to use a sword.
'Looking back on all my years at the supposedly safest place in Wizarding world, a place where my life was on the line every damn year it's amazing I survived relatively sane after it was all said and done' Harry thought bitterly to himself. 'Year one, that goddamn stone. Which as it turned out was a complete fake and a test to see if Dumbles had the right type of clay to mold into a martyr .What an idiot I was! The Flamels giving the only thing keeping them alive for over six hundred years to someone else for safe keeping, yeah right! Who the hell was keeping it safe before my first year at Hogwarts?
'Second year the big fucking snake and my parsel tongue abilities. You would think I was a leper by the way people were looking at me when they found out I could speak to snakes. How could Dumbles, a man well over a hundred years old, and well-known for accumulating knowledge in all things, just happens to not know of a species of snake that could kill or petrify people with a look was sleeping in his castle? But again I didn't call bullshit on that back then, what did I know at twelve years old?'
'Third year, being stalked by an escaped convict who had supposedly betrayed his best friend and killed another of his friends and 13 other people and no one telling me a damn thing like he was my fucking godfather! It was then, after third year that I started putting things together. After learning what a Fidelius charm was and researching it, I found out that other than the person keeping the secret there was one other person who knew without question who the secret keeper was and that was the person who cast the charm and for my parents that person was Dumbledore himself.' That was when Harry had an epiphany, he would not let that man lead him around on a string anymore and made plans that if Dumbledore wanted to keep his golden goose happy he would have to provide some compensation. Harry had the best summer of his life with his godfather, after threatening to run away from Privet Dr. every day if he couldn't spend time with Sirius. They stayed on an island that the Black family owned that only those invited by the head of house could come to.
'All good things come to an end. Fourth year started with a bang, first the Quidditch cup, then my name popping out of the Goblet of Fire. It also showed me who my real friends were, namely Hermione Granger and Neville Longbottom. My former friend Ron was the first to call me a liar, that lanky, ginger haired bastard with fewer manners than a pig going after its slop. Still can't believe he thought things were going to be right as rain after that half assed apology. If it wasn't for me taking Hermione to the Yule Ball, that was one year I wouldn't have minded having Obliviated.
'After a well-deserved summer with Sirius and his cousin Andromeda's family, were I met the wonderful Nymphadora Tonks. I still shiver after what she did to me when I called her Nymphadora. It was also during the summer between 4th and 5th year that I thought of the idea of starting a junior Auror force at school. We needed Aurors in the school just as much outside the school. There were two hiccups that came about as soon as school start. One was the Ministry trying to make me and Dumbles out to be delusional, bordering on insane. I couldn't really blame the majority of the people who believed it about Dumbles, he was known for being very odd in his later years and given the shit I've been through, could you blame me if I started barking at cars or began caring a rubber chicken around with. Luckily I'm not that far gone just yet. The second hiccup wore pink, she was short, squat and the future mother of Neville's pet toad Trevor's tadpoles. I knew she was going to be a problem from the moment I heard her high pitched squeaking voice. I confirmed it when I got a detention with her and she introduced me to a blood quill. But she dug her own grave with that little stunt of hers. After I called Sirius on the two way mirror and showed him my scars it took about 15 minutes for Alastor Moody, Tonks, Amelia Bones and Kingsley Shacklebolt to storm Hogwarts on an anonymous tip, they raided the toad's office and when she tried to resist, she was hit with two powerful Reductos, both came from wands you never want to come across unless you have a small army backing you up, they came from Moody and Madame Bones. After Umbitch was out of the way building the Hogwarts Defense League or HDL(I know it's corny) was a breeze it also brought in some surprising allies like Blaise Zabini, Daphne Greengrass and Tracy Davis all from neutral families. With old Voldie sending me pictures of where the prophecy was it was only a matter of time before I let myself get caught in the trap he set at the Department of Mysteries , where we completely schooled his inner circle. That night not only did we prove that Voldie was back, but Neville got a measure of revenge when he flung one of the Lestranges through the veil. I also got an important piece of information that night when Voldie tried to possess me. For that brief little period of time I knew what he knew and I knew where his Horcruxes were.
'Sixth year was relatively tame by comparison. The private lessons on wand less magic continued as they have since 5th year, Snape's lessons in swordsmanship started that year as well. The one problem I couldn't get away from was Ron, because the shit head actually made the Quidditch team and I had to spend extra time around him. Since I was acquainted with people in Slytherin, I asked them to keep an eye on Draco since I knew he would be filling Lucius' shoes while the Malfoy patriarch was in Azkaban. Unfortunately they didn't find out what he was doing until it was too late, and by then he let a bunch of Death Eaters into the school. Dumbles and I had just got back from one of Voldemorts hiding spots when shit got real. Standing there under my invisibility cloak and immobilized I couldn't say what I was feeling as I watched Snape put Dumbledore out of his misery. Here was the man who tried to shape me in to a martyr for his cause, he caused me nothing but pain since I've known him but he also made me stronger, he made me a survivor. The funeral was nice though.'
'The summer before our 7th year all Hermione and I did was research ways to destroy the soul fragment in my head without killing me. Turns out the only way to get rid of it was to have Voldie do it himself. The others though, some basilisk venom or Fiendfyre and you no longer have a Horcrux. Sirius destroyed the real locket that his brother Regulus stole from Voldie and gave to his house elf. As soon as we got to Hogwarts that year I took the diadem down in to the chamber of secrets used one of basilisk teeth on it. Sirius was going to work on getting into the Lestranges vault to get the cup of Helga Hufflepuff. Throughout the entire year the student body could feel the tension building and everything came to a head two days after it was reported that someone had broken into Gringotts Bank and actually got away. It was like the first shot had been fired. It was a long a brutal night and t didn't end until I delivered Tom Marvolo Riddles head to the front doors of Hogwarts castle. That was just about a week ago.'
Hearing a rustling in the bed behind him Harry turned to look at the bushy and matted hair of one of his best friends and the first love of his life. "Good morning, Hermione." He said with a smile.
Hermione looked at Harry standing there in front the window in nothing but a pair of black boxers, healing battle scars on his swimmers body, a nest of black hair and the greatest green eyes she had ever seen and couldn't help but blush even though she had seen his body plenty of times.
"Hermione we have been lovers ever since the beginning of last summer and you're still blushing, that's so cute" he said smiling at her.
"You have a body that's worth blushing for." she said seductively.
"Who would have thought Hermione Granger was a minx in the sack once you got her out of the library?" he asked with a smirk. All Hermione did was roll her eyes before moving to get out of bed before she froze. Seeing Hermione freeze like put Harry on alert. "What is it?" he asked with a spell on the tip of his tongue.
Hermione turned her head slowly until she was looking at a lump next to her. Reaching for the top of the blanket she slowly pulled it down until she revealed pale blonde hair then she started freaking out
"OH NO! OH SHIT! WE HAD A THREE WAY WITH MALFOY. HARRY OBLIVIATE ME! PLEASE! I BEG YOU!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. As soon as she started screaming Harry lunged for her trying to calm her down.
"Hermione! Hermy! Mione! Granger!" he yelled finally breaking through her hysterics "Are you calm now?" he asked getting shaky nod from her.
"Good. Are you listening to me?"
Another shaky nod was his answer.
"Good, now listen really carefully. Malfoy is in the Ministry holding cells and he isn't going anywhere until they rebuild Azkaban. Furthermore, you are never again allowed to drink anything stronger then butter beer. If you would look again to the person you so rudely woke up you would realize that this person is very far from being a Malfoy" Harry said in a slightly amusing voice.
Hermione slowly turned her head to look at the person next to her, and immediately blushed from head to toe when she looked in to the slightly large and gray eyes of Luna Lovegood.
"Thank you for that wonderful introduction Harry, and Hermione I'm afraid I have to agree with him, you seem to have a low tolerance to fire whiskey." Luna said in an airy tone of voice.
Hermione was looking from Luna to Harry, back to Luna then Harry again before she closed her eyes took a deep breath and said in calm tone. "Harry could you please explain how we wound up sharing a bed with Luna?"
Shrugging he asked "What do you remember about after we came from Gringotts last evening?"
Frowning at being reminded about Harry's big decision he made last night she thought about what happened after their trip to Gringotts "Well, after we left Gringotts, we walked the Alley for a bit before people started to come outside to continue celebrating. Then we came straight here, to the Leaky Cauldron to get away from it. As soon as Tom saw us he started giving away free drinks. After that, I recall a butter beer in one hand and fire whiskey in the other, then nothing." She said rubbing her head were she finally noticed a headache forming "What the bloody hell happened?"
Smiling at her Harry began to fill in the blanks "Well we made the rounds in the bar for about an hour before Luna showed up. Then you started to seduce her."
Hermione was looking between Harry and Luna with her jaw hanging open. Luna who was nodding her head in agreement decided to add her galleons worth of information.
Luna had sat up by this point with her back against the head board and held the blanket against her chest depriving Harry of a spectacular view. "It was a beautiful seduction Hermione. You were confident not cocky with the perfect ratio of flirting words sensual touches. Where did you learn to seduce people so well? If I were to be honest you could have had me the first five minutes, but Daddy always told me to make all my lovers work for my affection and to not make myself an easy mark." she leaned into Hermione's personal space and stage whispered to her "That's how girls get naughty reputations you know?" Luna sat back in her original position and said with a dreamy quality in her voice "and I also wanted to negotiate Harry into the mix as well."
Hermione could not believe what she just heard 'I seduced another woman, not just any woman, but Luna Lovegood one of my closest friends? I'm never drinking again.' Wanting to change the subject, Hermione turned to Harry. "Harry, are you still going to go through with your plans?"
"What plans?" Luna asked her vacant expression replaced with one of curiosity.
"I went to Gringotts last night to have my bloodline traced, and I found out that my mother had an older brother. I have a blood relative out there who is not a Dursley. I'm going to find him, the Goblins keep track of squibs from prominent lines just in case they can inherit anything and the only thing they know is that he's living in a small town in the U.S., Sunnydale, California, his name is Rupert Giles."