None of its mine, blah blah, you get the point.

Thank you, to all my reviewers, I wasn't planning on finishing this until next week but you got me to stop doing what I was meant to be doing and finish this.

In this fic when Xander stopped Willow ending the world, Willow stayed in Sunnydale. Her friends deserted her, Buffy was a bitch and banned Willow from any and all use of magic. Harry and co are going into their fifth year, all things in the book stand but if I forget anything please tell me, I haven't read them in a while.

I have no clue what rating this will be or even what the pairings are going to be, I'm just kinda going with the flow.

Pretty, pretty pleez review, it makes my day J

Part 3

'Its easy just touch the wall with your wand.'

'My what?'

'Your wand, take it out and tap the wall.'

'I don't have a wand.'

'What do you mean you don't have a wand, I thought you could do magic?'

'Look here Mister, don't take that tone of voice with me its not my fault I haven't got a clue what you're on about.' She took a breath before going on in a slightly calmer tone, 'besides, I was really nice. I let you rush through that interesting little pub didn't I, although why you didn't want to talk to any of those strange people I don't know, I know I wanted to but I still let you drag me away…and, I will have you know I'm a pretty powerful witch, I just don't have a wand thingy. Capeesh.' If the look Harry gave her (once he got over feeling sheepish) was any indication, it was kind of unusual not to have a wand in this world.

'So how do you do magic then?' he asked when he finally got over his shock enough to speak.

She considered this for a moment, it was a complex question, 'well most of the time I direct it through my hand but sometimes I just do it with my mind I suppose. I don't really know I just do it. I used spells a lot when I first started and crystals and things too but I don't usually need them now unless its something really subtle and then I use them because its easier to regulate the amount of power I use that way.' She stopped looking at his baffled but thoughtful expression. 'How do you do magic?'

'We use our wands and speak the name of the spells for most things but for this all it takes is for the wand to direct a little magic at the wall. I can't do it because I'm not allowed to use magic over the holidays and I'm not too sure if this counts or not but I've been in enough trouble this year as it is.' She understood the look of pain that crossed his features, he had told her on the train about Cedric and the whole tournament fiasco. She needed to get past this wall and get him distracted.

She thought over what he had said and reached out her hand to lightly brush the wall and at the same time sending the smallest bit of magic through her fingertips. At her touch, the bricks formed themselves into a doorway and revealed the strangest, most fascinating place she had ever seen. Diagon Alley.

'So where to first?' Willow asked before supplying the answer herself. 'I almost forgot, we need to go to the bank, lead on Macduff.'

He didn't ask, he just turned and led the way laughing as he went, he had already learning that the histories behind her sayings could be long and confusing. Not only that but he was carrying half of the money she was going to put into Gringotts and it was damn heavy even if it was just paper. He grinned, he had never thought he would be so desperate to get rid of 3 million pounds cash. Oh well a lot of strange things were happening to him today.

However, no matter how much he tried to hurry her, Willow insisted on stopping every few seconds to look at things, it was frustrating and painful.

Finally his frustration got the better of him, 'look, if we go to Gringotts first you will actually have enough money to by something, so can we hurry before my arm drops off, this case is heavy,'

A guilty look appeared on her face, 'oops sorry I forgot you still had that I minimised mine and made it feather light when we were in that Leaky Bucket place, sorry.'

He watched as she waved her hand a little and the case shrunk and became weightless in his hand. He merely sighed and pocketed the item, he had only known her half a day and he was already used to her little fits of 'flakehood' as she called them.

She felt bad for totally forgetting he was carrying the case, but no harm done, he didn't seem mad or anything. She walked beside him in companionable silence, it was so strange, it was as though they had know each other forever, they just felt like a normal family, or what she thought a normal family would feel like.

She saw Harry's face light up a little and looked in the direction he was staring, there was a group of people standing looking in a shop window. She knew instantly they were the Weasley family by their red hair and she was fairly sure the girl with them was Hermione. Harry loved the whole bunch of them a whole lot.

'Harry do you want to go and talk to them while I go to the bank, just give me the case and I'll find you later ok.' He took the case out of his pocket smiling but stopped half way.

'How will you find me though, this place is pretty busy today especially for the beginning of the holidays.'

'I can find you anywhere. I felt it the minute we met, we sort of connected, I'm fairly sure you could find me anywhere too if you tried hard enough. Anyway, it's complicated, just go and talk to your friends now.'

He handed her the case and walked away waving happily. It was then that Willow realised that she didn't know the way to the bank, but she reasoned he had been leading her up the street so she would just continue on, there was no point in breaking up the hugging group.

She wandered up the street for a few minutes before seeing her destination ahead of her.

She stepped inside Gringotts not feeling at all intimidated by the size or grim atmosphere of the place, in fact she thought the goblins were quite cute in a strange way. She walked up to a goblin sitting at a desk in front of her.

'Are you the right person to ask about opening an account?' she wasn't too sure if calling him a person was politically correct but these guys looked like they were all about business so she doubted they would take offence.

'Yes, what name would you like it under?' the goblin looked at her over the top of its glasses waiting for an answer.

'Rosenburg, Willow Rosenburg.' She paused for a second before adding, 'I would also like it to be possible for Harry Potter to access the account and withdraw money.' the goblin noted it down and took a key out from beneath his desk and passed it to her.

'Account number 5576, would you like to make a deposit?' the goblin spoke in a very efficient if not friendly way, all business just as she had expected.

' Can I change this muggle money for wizard money and have 5 million placed in the account please?' As she spoke she withdrew the two cases from her pocket returned them to their normal size and placed them on the desk in front of the goblin.

He opened them, his eyes lighting up at the sight of the money. '6 million muggle pounds,' for a moments she thought she heard a tinge of glee in his voice but then he was all business once again. 'We can exchange that at a 5% commission and have it placed in your vault.'

'1% commission not a penny more,' countered Willow.

This went on until they agreed on 2%, the goblin looked a little less happy but still, he had made 120 thousand pounds out of the deal so he was not even close to being depressed.

Willow left the bank with the other million of her money changed into galleons and minimised in her pocket.

She reached out through her connection with Harry and began walking in his direction.

When he appeared beside his friends there was a lot of happy hugging as usual, Harry was on cloud 9. He had a new sister and he was with his friends, he was pretty sure life didn't get any better than this.

'We were so worried about you,' Hermione began talking rather quickly as though someone had wound her up just a little too much, 'I mean we know Dumbledore has a whole lot of wards around the house but when we saw the Daily Prophet this morning…' she trailed off, a thoughtful look coming over her face, 'Harry, what exactly are you doing here anyway, are you here with Hagrid?'

For some strange reason he really didn't feel like explaining about Willow at the moment so he avoided the question. 'What on earth was in the paper that got you so worked up. Trelawney hasn't started a column predicting my death has she?' it was meant to be a joke but it went down like a ton of bricks.

'You mean you haven't seen it yet, You Know Who has a daughter, apparently she is really powerful and evil, apparently she lived in America and no one knew about her but she did this really, big dark magic spell and everyone found out. Apparently she is here, now, in England but no one knows what she looks like or anything about her really.' He couldn't believe Willow would do dark magic, there must have been good reason even if she did, something to do with that Hellmouth thing she had mentioned maybe. He would ask her about it next time he was alone with her.

'Have you seen the newest version of the Firebolt, you have got to see it, its amazing.' Ron cut across Harry's thoughts pointing at the window where the Firebolt-Destroyer was proudly displayed. Apparently, now that he knew Harry was safe Ron was content to return to his first love, Quidditch.

Fred Weasley joined in their enthusiasm, 'you have to see all its features, it's…'

'Well look what we have here,' they turned to find Draco Malfoy and his father pointing identical smirks their way. It was unclear who had originally spoken but Draco continued, 'Its Potter, the Mudblood and the whole brood of Weasels. Shouldn't you be hiding Potter what with the Dark Lords daughter about and all, oh well, you never did know when to be scared.'

As Draco finished his father took over, 'you should all look very hard at what side you choose in the war you know, not that the Dark Lord would ever want a useless bunch of Weasels, but you my dear, even though you are a Mudblood your intelligence is very attractive.'

He reached out his hand and placed it on the side of Hermione's cheek, Harry was just reaching for his wand when a voice he knew came from behind him. 'If you don't remove that hand I will remove it for you.'

All attention shifted to a very angry Willow who was now standing directly in front of Lucius Malfoy.

'You little girl? What will you do? You don't even have your wand out. You really should stay out of this, don't you know who I am?' His hand moved to the top of Hermione's arm, obviously gripping quite hard as it was plain to see she was trying not to cry.

Ron and his family were standing obviously very angry and very curious as to the identity of this young woman.

Willow had come up behind Harry just as this silver haired bully had insulted the Weasel's and reached out for Hermione. She was furious she felt her rage building up within her. She had given the first warning, part of her praying he would listen, another part wanting to dismember him anyway.

'You little girl? What will you do? You don't even have your wand out. You should stay out of this, don't you know who I am?' his words pushed her ever so slightly over the edge, she could still control herself but she was pissed of and ready to do some serious damage.

She registered the growing crowd around them and the looks of confusion from the onlookers.

'Release your grip, now!' she said the words quietly but they were no less threatening.

Hermione gave a squeal as he obviously tightened his grip. Willow almost completely lost it. Her hair and eyes went jet black, Lucius released Hermione and went for his wand. Willow lazily waved her hand in his direction and he flew down the street crashing into a brick wall with enough force that he was almost knocked unconscious. Willow began to slowly follow him when she felt a hand on her arm, she turned ready to hurt the person behind her, only to find Harry looking into her eyes, 'I think he got the point,' was all he said.

She burst out laughing, her hair returned to its normal red streaked with black and her eyes became green again. 'Yeah, I think that was pretty effective. Are you ok?' she moved to Hermione's side.

'I think so.' Came the shaky answer, ' I just need to wash.'

That got Willow laughing again and she laid her hand on the shoulder where a bruise was already beginning to form. Hermione looked at her in surprise as her hand glowed and all the pain went out of the area.

Willow heard whispered conversations and looked up to find that the crowd of people were still there staring at her and whispering.

'It's rude to stare you know.' She smiled a little as they all suddenly turned and hurried of to discuss her at a safer distance. She looked towards the spot where Lucius had been and found both he and his son gone.

Suddenly two red haired boys appeared in her line of vision. 'Fred and George Weasley, nice to meet you.' They both held out their hands and she shook them introducing herself.

'Willow Rosenburg, nice to meet you too.' Harry popped up at her side then and began to introduce her to the entire group adding in a conversational tone,

' Willow is my sister, I'm going to be staying with her and she'll be teaching DADA at Hogwarts next year.'

Willow smiled again at the shocked uncomprehending faces of all those around her. She could tell the explanations were going to take a while.

'Why don't we go and have tea or something and we'll explain.' She was truly starving, dark magic always had that effect on her, plus she wanted to walk of some of the energy she had, having not completely comedown from her high yet.

'She would have to ask Harry if he wanted them to know about her father, oh well, this was going to be a long day, and it wasn't going to contain half as much shopping as she wanted it too.