I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or anything associated with it. It belongs to its creator Joss Whedon and whoever else owns it. This piece of literature is simply the work of a humble fan.

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:::Author Notes:::

This takes place during Season Four of Buffy. It's after the episode Restless (Where the First Slayer killed all of them in their dreams). For Harry Potter it takes place after the events of book five: Order of the Phoenix.

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Some of you had questions in your reviews. I don't like people being confused so here our your answers.

Q&A

Where is Tara? – Its still Season Four and as you know Tara wasn't really apart of the core Scoobies in S4. They still considered her just Willow's girlfriend. She became their friend in Season Five. That's why she wasn't at Buffy's house.

How old are Buffy and Harry? – Buffy is 19 and Harry is 15 almost 16.

Will there be Spike and Buffy action? – Probably not. I'm a Spuffy fan, but in Season Four Spike didn't like Buffy. Sure he had naughty dreams and whatnot, but he didn't love her like he did in Season five and beyond.

Who will Buffy be paired with? – I have no idea. I don't plan out pairings. If it happens it happens. She could get with a wizard (Weasley's, Oliver, Sirius) or Spike or Angel. Anybody has a chance.

Wands don't perform difficult magic on the Hellmouth? What about soul restoration, sealing the Hellmouth, etc? – This was a good question. When wand witches and wizards go on a Hellmouth their magic inside them is scrambled and difficult to draw upon. Wandless witches (Willow, Tara) are not affected because they draw magic from the air around them and not inside them. We all know that mystical energy converges on the Hellmouth, so the witches have no problem summoning magic from the air.

That was all the questions. Thanks everyone for reviewing. They are a joy to read.

Stars Not in Heaven

Chapter Four: Me Slayer, You Wizard

By: Mage

Professor Dumbledore regained his composure. He gazed at Buffy in a new light. "You're the Slayer?"

"Yep, that's me. I guess you already know what a Slayer is," she said.

The Watchers Council was on very shaky terms with the wizarding world. They knew of each other, but both groups preferred to keep to themselves. Dumbledore had only ever met one Slayer in all his years. Her name was Sakura Chiba. She was a young Japanese girl. He had known her through her Headmaster, Professor Furuhata. She attended Hakari School of Magic, before she was discovered as the new Slayer. The Watchers Council took her from the school with the permission of her parents for training. Sadly, Sakura died only two years after finding out she was the Slayer. A girl that was a Slayer and a witch was somewhat of a rarity. Sakura was only the third girl to have ever been both.

Dumbledore told Buffy as such. The blonde Slayer was surprised at the revelation. She didn't know that any of the previous Slayers had been anything but normal girls.

"Why don't you tell me about your life and how you ended up on a Hellmouth?" asked Dumbledore.

Buffy told him everything. She started with when she was first called at fifteen. As she got to the death of Merrick a tear fell from her eye. A smile quickly came to her face as told of her defeating the master vampire Lothos and how she burned down her high school gym to kill the vamps inside. The enemies she described caused Dumbledore to raise his eyebrows in surprise. Each and every one of them sounded lethal and deadly in their own right. The Master, Angelus, the Three, the Bezoar, the Judge, Druiscilla, Spike, the Mayor, and Adam. Dumbledore had to admit it was a miracle she was even still alive. It was extraordinary that she had made it through all of that and lived to tell about it. Buffy was truly a special girl. If she was anything to go by then her friends sounded truly remarkable. There weren't many people who would be willing to help the Slayer battle the forces of evil.

Buffy glanced at the clock after she finished talking. Her eyes widened in shock. She had been talking for nearly two hours. "You must think I'm a big motor mouth," she said, blushing. "I've been talking your ear off this whole time."

Dumbledore chuckled. "It was no problem at all. I rather enjoyed your tale."

She looked into his twinkling blue eyes seeing them gaze at her in amusement. Buffy immediately felt relieved. She really hadn't meant to be rude by talking so long.

Buffy was done talking about herself. She wanted to know about her family. Buffy leaned forward eagerly. "Can you tell me about my brother or anything about my parents?"

Dumbledore ran a hand through his beard. "I was headmaster at Hogwarts when your parents went to school there. That's where they met and fell in love. Lily was a bright girl yet very brave. James was very smart with a good head on his shoulders. When they fell in love everyone was surprised because the two were so opposite of each other," he paused, doing some quick math in his head. "I suppose they had you when they were only sixteen. That was the age when they first started to date. I can only assume they gave you up because they felt they weren't ready to be parents quite yet."

Buffy nodded. She didn't know if she would have made the same decision. At least she knew that they didn't give her up because she was not wanted. She was obviously made out of love. That thought made her feel better.

"They married soon after they left Hogwarts. Two years into their marriage they had young Harry."

Buffy listened in rapt attention. Dumbledore gave her a brief sketch of Harry's childhood. She had to bite her lip to keep from yelling at him. Why would he leave Harry with people who hated all things magic? It seemed her brother's life was just adventurous as hers. Every year at Hogwarts he had another adventure. It all seemed so surreal. The two of them were so alike in many ways. Harry was a natural born leader just as she was. When Professor Dumbledore told her about Harry's last school year she grew angry. Sirius sounded like a substitute father and older brother to Harry. To have him ripped away from him so abruptly was beyond cruel.

Buffy stood up her eyes hard. "We can't leave him with those people!"

Dumbledore raised his eyebrow in query. "The Dursley's is the safest place for him Buffy — "

She cut him off mid-sentence. "You said that as long as our mother's blood flows in him he can be protected. Well, our mother's blood flows in me too. I'm his sister!"

Dumbledore nodded. "I am aware of that. The ancient magic that protects Harry only works as long as he calls the place where his mother's blood dwells home. He can't come here with you because he doesn't think of this place as his home."

Buffy was about to give up, but a thought came to her. She smiled triumphant. "What about Hogwarts? He thinks of it as his home right." Dumbledore nodded in agreement.

She continued, not caring if her idea sounded implausible. She needed to protect her brother. "Well, what if I come to England with you. I can stay at Hogwarts and you can bring Harry there. He thinks of it as his home and as long as I'm there the protection charm on him can still work. You said the bond of blood is the strongest shield you could give him."

Dumbledore smiled at her. "I think you may have a point. It can work. The blood you two share is the same. The protection should be as strong if not stronger than the protection he receives from the Dursley's."

Her smile lit up her whole face. She couldn't believe she was actually right. Well, she did get a 1420 on her SATs. Buffy didn't want to waste any time. She had to leave tomorrow. It was not like she had anywhere else to go. It was the summer and she had planned to hold off on going back to school in the fall anyway. She wanted a break from it. Plus there was too many bad memories surrounding that school now.

"So, can we leave tomorrow," she asked, anxiously.

He looked at her laughing lightly at her anxious tone. "Yes, we can leave tomorrow," he answered.

She smiled excitedly. In her joy she threw her arms around his neck. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you."

"You are quite welcome," he chuckled.

She chatted with him making plans for tomorrow. It was an hour later when her and the Professor turned in for the night. She put him up for the night in the guestroom. It was when she was lying in her bed feeling her eyelids drop that she realized something. She had forgot to tell the gang that she was leaving tomorrow.

They are going to be seriously pissed, she thought sleepily.

Buffy didn't have too much time to think about it. Exhaustion caught up with her and she fell dead asleep dreading the morning's confrontation that she knew was coming.

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Buffy sat in the kitchen the next morning talking to Dumbledore. The Scoobies would arrive any moment. She had called them up and told them she had something important to tell them. She was wringing her hands together nervously. She didn't know how they would react to her news.

Dumbledore put his cup containing his coffee down to reach over and pat Buffy's hand. "I'm sure there is no need to worry Buffy. Your friends will see that this is something that you have to do."

She gave him a weak smile in return. "Thanks."

One by one the Scoobies arrived. Anya and Tara had tagged along with their respective beaus. They all sat in the living room on the various pieces of furniture. Buffy hadn't answered any questions preferring to wait till everyone had arrived. Glances were exchanged between her and Dumbledore. Everyone was wondering who he was and what was Buffy's news.

Buffy took a deep breath and began. "This is Albus Dumbledore. You know the guy I wrote to the other day."

"Really? I thought you looked familiar," Anya said, looking at Dumbledore closely. "Do you remember me? I'm Anyanka."

Dumbledore's face lit up recognizing her. "Anyanka! Of course I remember you! You look different than the last time I seen you."

"Well, one of my vengeance wishes went wrong and I lost my powers," she said, her voice bitter. "I'm mortal now," her smile returned to her face. "I see you've aged well."

"You flatter this old man. You however are very beautiful for someone over a thousand years old," he said, giving her a charming smile.

Anya blushed rolling her eyes. "Still the flatterer, I see."

"I'm sitting right here," said Xander, affronted.

Anya kissed him on the cheek. "Honey, it's okay. You know I love you. The sex we have is too fantast — "

"Thank you, Anya. I love you too," said Xander, loudly talking over Anya. He looked at Buffy, "Why did you want us all over here Buff?" he asked, pointedly changing the topic of conversation.

Here I go, she thought hoping they took the news well. "I'm going away to England with Albus. The guy who killed my parents and tried to kill Harry is back."

"What!"

"How long will you be gone!"

"What about the Hellmouth!"

Buffy held up her hand signaling them to quiet down. "Guys, I'm making the right choice. I don't know how long I will be gone. The Hellmouth will be fine. Most of the baddies were killed when the Initiative went down and we went medieval on Adam. I only find the occasional vampire, while patrolling now."

"That's true," said Xander.

Willow gave her friend a smile. "I think you should go Buffy." She shared a look with Tara who squeezed her hand briefly. "Family is important."

"Buffy, I don't agree with you doing this," said Giles, sighing. Buffy looked at him waiting. He had the but look on his face. "But Willow is right. Family is important. It sounds like your brother will need you."

A breath of relief escaped Buffy's mouth. "Are you sure you guys are okay with this?"

Xander waved her off giving her his quirky smile. "Of course, Buffster. You go on to Tweedland and we'll handle the Hellmouth."

She got up and hugged all of her friends one at a time. "You guys are great. I promise I'll write all the time. Emails wont work too good since electronics don't work where I'm going."

Xander looked at Buffy with pity. "That means no TV. Poor you."

Buffy laughed hugging Xander tightly. "I'll really miss you Xan."

Anya placed her hands between them breaking them apart. "Okay, I've counted to ten that's enough with the hugging."

Buffy laughed and pulled Anya into a hug, surprising the red head. "I'm gonna miss you too Anya. There isn't anyone else like you." Anya patted her back awkwardly. Words escaped her for the first time since she had become mortal.

Buffy hugged Willow and Tara at the same time. "My favorite Wicca witches. I want you two to move into the house and look after it for me."

Tara smiled hesitantly, blushing slightly at having Buffy call her one of her favorite Wicca witches. She didn't know that the other girl thought of her as a friend. "Tha – tha – thank you Buffy."

Willow looked at Buffy her eyes watering. She didn't let the tears fall down her face though. "Don't worry Buffy. We'll make sure the house is in perfect condition when you come back."

Giles was the last. They embraced in a long hug. Buffy closed her eyes tightly feeling tears make their way down her cheeks. Giles was like her father. He was more of a father than Hank had ever been anyway. She would miss his constant support and guidance. No words were said between them. They didn't need them.

"I'll go and get my suitcase," she said, leaving the room going upstairs. She couldn't believe how much she was hurting inside. Buffy was going to miss them all so much. It was funny that once upon a time she had runaway from Sunnydale and everything that reminded her of her duty. That was right after she sent Angel to hell. She shook her head battling off that particular memory. She grabbed her suitcase and went back downstairs.

Dumbledore was shaking hands saying goodbye. Buffy walked into the room lugging her suitcase behind her. Dumbledore smiled at her as she entered. He took out his wand and a small ornament from the pocket of his robes. He placed the ornament on the table.

He pointed his wand at it and muttered, "Portus." The item glowed blow and trembled on the table for a few seconds, then suddenly became still.

"That was cool. But what did it do?" asked Willow, confused.

"That was a spell that caused the item to become a Portkey, which will have the ability to take us to England with one touch."

"That's how you got here so quick," Buffy realized. "I meant to ask you that last night."

"We need to touch it at the same time. It will transport us directly to my office at Hogwarts."

Buffy nodded. She looked at her friends who gave her supportive looks. She put on her brave face. "I'm ready. Lets rock and roll." Buffy waved once more at friends. Together her and Dumbledore touched the Portkey on the table. Buffy felt a tug and her friends and the living disappeared in a rush of color and sound.

Buffy's feet hit solid ground again after a short ride through nowhere land. If she weren't the Slayer she probably would have fell to the floor at the hard landing. She looked around the large circular office. Books lined the walls on the landing above her. Other nick nacks filled the room. It reminded Buffy strongly of the Magic Box.

She looked at Dumbledore who stood at her side. "I take it you're a pack rat."

"No. I just like shiny things," he replied, a playful smile on his face.

Buffy snorted. "Sometimes, I wonder about you." She placed her hands on her hips. It was time to get down to business. "Make with the magic again. I need one of those key things to go get Harry."

He raised his eyebrow. "What is the hurry? Are you sure you don't want a tour of the castle first?"

She shook her head. "Albus, the sooner I get him out of there, the better I will feel."

He pulled out his wand again and nodded. He created a Portkey from a silver key that was lying on his desk. "This will take you back here in one hour and thirty minutes. You and Harry need to be touching it at the same time. The time it will reactivate is," he stopped, to look at his pocket watch. "It's six o'clock now, so it will reactivate at seven thirty."

Buffy gave him a smart salute. "Yes sir." She let out a little giggle. "I just had to do that. I know it was all Private Benjamin, but I was totally having this Initiative flashback. Oh! What's the address?"

"Number four, Privet Drive."

Buffy nodded and placed her hand around the cool metal of the silver key. The office and Dumbledore disappeared. She was once again flying through nowhere land as she had come to dub it. A yelp escaped her as her foot twisted when she landed. Surprised, Buffy fell backwards into a pair of thick bushes. She got up quickly looking around while brushing herself off. She prayed to the Powers that Be that no one saw that.

She looked down at her shoes and gasped. A dirt smudge marred her brand new pair of Gucci shoes. She glared at the key in her had before slipping it into her pocket. Dumbledore was going to pay for this. "It took me weeks to save up for these bad boys," she muttered, wiping at the smudge.

Luckily, after a few hard wipes the offending mark came out. Satisfied with her work Buffy continued with her original mission. 'Operational Liberate Harry AKA If You Had Hurt Him I Will Open A Can'. The mission had many other names but it would take a whole page to write them all.

"Number four, Privet Drive," she muttered continuously, walking down the quiet street.

She had to admit it was a little freaky walking down the street. All the houses lawn's were so neat and freshly cut and all the houses looked the same. She briefly entertained a thought that maybe Dumbledore accidentally sent her to a hell dimension. The quietness combined with all the identical white houses was starting to creep her out. She began to hum the theme to the Twilight Zone as she continued her search for number four.

Buffy stopped mid tune as her eyes landed on a house with a four tacked on beside the door. She had found it. Quickly, she walked up to the door and stood in front of it. She reached out for the doorbell and froze. All of her doubts and inner insecurities began to play in her mind. Buffy bit her lip thinking over what she was about to do. She gave herself a mental pep talk.

Come on, Summers or is it Potter? You can do this girl. You sent Angel to Hell, faced the Master, Lothos, the Mayor, and Adam. You can ring a little doorbell and face your brother.

She sucked in her breath gathering what little courage she could muster. Buffy closed her eyes and rung the doorbell. She heard what sounded like a yell, 'Get the door!' or it could have been 'Mop the floor!' she wasn't too sure. The door swung upon and a teenage boy that reminded Buffy a little of herself stood there. Buffy took in the sight of her brother. He was a little taller than she was with unruly black hair and green eyes startling identical to her own.

Harry cocked his head regarding Buffy with a speculating look. "Do I know you?"

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Finally, Buffy and Harry meet! Well, sorta…. I was going to have them meet next chapter, but I decided to bump it up since you guys have been begging for it. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. So, what do you think? Give me your input.