Title: Collaboration Chapter 7
Author: Nimacu
Summary: Buffy/Harry Potter/Smallville Crossover. Our heroes all receive interesting letters.
Timeframe: Buffy Post season two, age 17, Harry Post book seven age 18, Clark mid-season two age 17? Yes I may be molding it to my own device but hey that's why it's fan fiction and not the Jetsons meet the Flintstones
Disclaimer: Not mine, not of it. Even the plot leans a little towards LXG. So again I say I don't own Buffy, Harry, Clark and any other characters.
Thank You: All my Twisting the hell mouth reviewers! It wouldn't tell me your names (must be a glitch) but I appreciate your feedback. Also I'll work on the spelling.
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Erro: She'll cheer up, there's definitely some comedy ahead.
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You're from another what?" Buffy eyes widened
"Planet." Clark restated
Buffy and Harry stared wide-eyed at him. Knowing that now they had definitely heard everything. However all that staring was making Clark nervous and so he spoke again and this time much more confidently. "Look, you don't have to believe me. Sometimes I find it hard to believe myself. But it's true and you two staring at me like tipped cows isn't going to make it less true or more believable."
Buffy seemed to regain some of her composure. "I'm sorry Clark; it's not that I don't believe you. It's just…well never mind."
"Let me guess, I don't exactly fit your picture of an alien." It seemed that it was Clark's turn to sound sarcastic and bitter. "Well this is it, there's no antennas, no third arm and I don't have eyes in the back of my head."
"Well what can you do?" This time it was Harry who'd spoken.
"Well, I run fast. I'm really strong. I have x-ray vision. And I can shoot heat rays out of my eyes at will" The last effect he demonstrated by melting a small whole in a plastic cup sitting on the counter.
Buffy examined the cup, turning it over and over in her hands. "Wow" she murmured.
Clark turned from the girl who called herself a slayer to look at Harry. "So now you know all about us, what's your shtick? And don't tell me that you saved the world. Even I've picked up on that by now." Harry was silent for a moment. Looking at both Buffy and Clark. Trying to decide exactly what to say to them; he'd been taught to keep the Wizarding World from Muggles at all costs and he was finding it hard to just say it. "I'm a wizard"
"What was that?" Buffy inquired, after hearing Harry mumble something under his breath.
Harry looked at her with confusion on his face before speaking "I hadn't realized I was talking out loud…" But before he could explain further Clark interjected "He said he was a wizard"
"Wow, that was your big secret. Not quite as dramatic as hearing about Alien Boy" Buffy spoke, looking relieved, and at heart she was. After all who knew what he could have said. Wizards she could handle.
"Yeah I have to agree, the way you were hiding it I thought it was going to be something horrible" Clark smiled, looking relieved also.
Harry didn't know what to say to their reaction, he'd been expecting something a little more Dursleyish, but then these two were nothing at all like the Dursley's so he shouldn't have been surprised.
"Not to make your big announcement sound anti-climatic or anything but I know some stuff about magic, mostly gypsy magic, and the occult. But still…" Buffy added
"That's not the kind of wizard I am, but it'll take too long to explain to you about the Wizarding world tonight and it's already four A.M. we need to get some sleep before we see Mr. Wayne in the morning." Harry knew he was stalling, and even though he was resigned to telling them about all of it, he didn't want to deal with it tonight.
"Yeah I guess" Clark rubbed his eyes, as if suddenly realizing how tired he was.
Without saying anything else they put the dishes in the sink and headed for bed.
A/N**This is a incredibly short chapter. I'm sorry but I didn't feel that the next part of the story fit in here.