Buffy, the witchy vampire slayer

Chapter 19 – Love is forever.

DISCLAIMER: Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon, and Harry Potter to J.K. Rowling. I don't own anything…-sighs-

TIMELINE: AU. BTVS: After Buffy season three. HP: Before and after Harry's birth (Takes place during the marauders 19:s and up). The years follow the Buffy timeline.

SUMMARY: BTVS/HP crossover. Buffy leaves Sunnydale after Graduation to catch up with her past.

BIG SUMMARY: Buffy is an eleven year old witch and friends with the Hogwarts marauders (a year older), until her parents tells her they're moving to LA, because they wants to take her away from all the 'magic-stuff' (They don't want to accept the fact that she's a witch). Four years later, she's called as the slayer.

CENTRAL PAIRING: Buffy/Sirius

OTHER PAIRINGS: James/Lily, Willow/Remus, Xander/Anya

Reviews respond:

Victoria87: Yeah, I know! -Happy grin- And eh...I guess you're right...I don't think I could keep myself from updating...I wrote the last three chaps in a row, did ya know? And I have already trouble keeping myself from posting them all at once!

PrudencePiperHalliwell: No, I'm not kidding you...not really. Slayer prophecy? Eh...No. And no Willow resurrection either! (And looking at the ceiling won't change anything. I'm not bringing them back! LOL.)

Chailyn Cole Runewood: Yep. I'm evil. And yep. I killed them. Kind of. (Technically, it was Voldie and Wormy. LOL.)

mysticallove: Yep, yep. Poor the Potters! And here's the update!

airyckah: Hi! So happy you liked the chap, and the memorything as well. Sirius in Azkaban? -GASP-. No really? Hehe. Might change that, you know?

mika: Eh...yeah. You have a problem with that? LOL. (But I didn't really follow cannon...in the books, James was killed by Voldie. Not by Peter "big bastard hope Crookshanks eat you" Pettigrew.) Eh...Sirius in Azkaban? Possibly. Possibly not...anything can still happen! (After all, it is the world of fanfiction. LOL.)

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and special thanks to: My Beta – CharmedChick

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Peter Pettigrew watched in silence, face pale, but eyes glazed over from anticipation, as the killing curse moved in rapid speed towards Harry and Lily Potter. The Dark Lord laughed. Harry screamed.

The killing curse hit its goal...Lily Potter fell. The screaming bundle in her arms fell out...Harry. Voldemort smiled.

"Finally..." he whispered. "Finally." Harry was screaming. Screaming out of fear. Screaming for his mother. Screaming, crying...

Voldemort raised his wand again.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" He screamed, and the green light from the Killing curse shot out of the wand, growing, as it moved towards the small baby. It hit him with full force...but something was wrong. Voldemort stopped laughing, and his eyes widened in shock.

Peter could not believe it. The killing curse was still growing...but instead of surrounding the baby, it seemed to bounce of off him...and was now moving rapidly towards the caster...Voldemort. To Peter, it seemed as something was pushing it back. He stared at the baby, Harry, who was still crying, but also erupting insome kind of red light. It was this light that pushed the killing curse back, Peter saw. Harry was bleeding from his forehead, from where the curse had hit. He stared wide-eyed at Voldemort, as he became surrounded by the green light from his own spell. Voldemort screamed in agony, and Peter transformed, turned around, and scurried out of the room. Away from the scene, away from Godric's Hollow, away, away, away...

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Sirius Black had been worried all day. It was something wrong with the air. It seemed to whisper "death, death," and something about "Harry Potter."

"Everything is alright," Sirius told himself. "I will see Lily and James tonight, after I've checked up on Peter..." But somehow, he knew something had gone wrong...awfully wrong.

"Hey," somebody said. "You've been awfully quiet. Are you still worried about you being the Secret Keeper?"

Sirius turned around.

"No. I'm not."

"Good."Buffy hugged him. "It will be over before you know it. Voldemort will be defeated, Lily and James can come out of hiding, and you don't have to walk around like a sulking puppy anymore...you won't break Siri." Buffy said, smiling.

Sirius smiled.

"Buffy...there's something I need to tell you. I'm not the Secret Keeper anymore."

Buffy's heart stopped.

"What?" She whispered. A sudden cold overtook her.

"What do you mean?"

Sirius sighed.

"I mean, I was too obvious. We switched a week ago. It was for the best."

Buffy was shaking her head.

"But...neither James or Lily wanted to use Dumbledore..."

"No...but we didn't."

Buffy stared at Sirius, wide-eyed.

"Then...who?" She asked in a croaked voice. 'Please, don't let it be who I think it is...'

"The one no one would ever even consider as an option. You said it yourself. Peter is the Secret Keeper now."

Buffy was shaking her head furiously now.

"What? NO! Sirius..." Then she turned her heel, and ran out of the room.

"Buffy...what...?"

"Where do James and Lily live?"

"Godric's Hollow." As soon as he uttered the words, he knew something had gone wrong. Only Peter was supposed to be able to tell people that...not Sirius.

"Oh God..."

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They arrived to a scene of destruction. Sirius stared. Buffy stared. The house was no longer hidden, but clearly visible for anyone passing. The roof had fallen in, and it was coming smoke from the ruins.

"No..." Sirius whispered. "No..."

Buffy swallowed.

"Sirius..."

Sirius ran towards the half destroyed entrance.

"JAMES!" He screamed. "LILY! HARRY!"

When he got inside, he stopped. From behind a half destroyed couch, he could see an arm. And it was too still.

"Please no..." Sirius whispered. He moved closer, and saw it was his best friend laying there...James. He was barely aware of Buffy coming up behind him, sobbing.

James eyes were closed, Sirius saw. But that wasn't what brought his attention. It was the red marks on his neck and throat. James hadn't died from the killing curse...these were marks from someone strangling him.

"James...come on, mate..." Sirius whispered, shaking him.

"Come on...you're not dead...stop fooling around..."

"Sirius..." Buffy whispered quietly.

"No...there might be a chance," Sirius said, still shaking James' limp form.

"The muggle-method...CTP?"

"CPR..." Buffy said quietly. "Siri..."

"No. He's not gone. He can't be..." Sirius pulled up James' neck, and put his mouth over his, breathing out. "Come on..." He put his hands over James' chest, pushing down.

"Please..."

Silent tears were falling down Buffy's face.

"Siri...he's de..."

"...NO!" Sirius screamed. "HE'S NOT DEAD!" Sirius hit James furiously at the chest.

"COME ON, MATE! WAKE UP!"

He put his mouth over James' for a second time, breathing out, making James' lungs fill with air. A third time...a fourth time.

"Come on...Come on..."

"Siri..." Buffy whispered. Sirius finally broke down, and fell down on James' chest, sobbing. Then James' chest rose.

Sirius flew up.

"James?"

James was coughing, half sitting up gasping for air.

"P-padfoot?"

"Yes...Prongs...I..."

James got up, supporting himself heavily on Sirius, barely able to stand.

"Lily?" He asked in a croaked voice, as he massaged his soar throat.

Both Buffy and Sirius paled. They hadn't had a thought on Lily. Suddenly, they heard a scream from upstairs. A baby crying.

"Harry?" James half ran, half stumbled towards the stairs.

As he got up, he saw the roof had fallen down, blocking his way to the bedroom...from where the scream was coming.

"LILY!" James screamed. No answer. Sirius and Buffy was suddenly standing beside him. Buffy moved towards the fallen roof, and immediately started to make a way through. As soon as a hole big enough had been made, James hurried through, Sirius on his heel. When the room came into sight, James stopped. The world was spinning. Lily...his Lily, was laying on the floor. Not moving, face laying towards them. Her eyes were closed, and her hair was falling around her shoulders, like a red aura. A bit away from her, Harry was laying, crying, but Jamesonly hadeyes for his wife. He sank down to his knees, not saying anything, not crying. Just staring. He knew she was dead...he didn't have to check to know that. Around her, there was a green glow...from the killing curse. Lily Evans Potter would never again walk this Earth.

"James..." Sirius whispered, eyes widened. "I'm so sorry..."

James didn't answer. Someone put a hand gently on his shoulder. He turned around, and looked into the eyes of Buffy Summer, tears streaming down her face.

"James...Harry...he needs you."

James finally seemed to wake up out of his trance, and moved towards the crying bundle, barely aware of what he was doing. He made sure not to look at Lily again...because if he did, he knew he would die. A half of his heart had been broken. Ripped away from him. And the only reason he was still standing was because Harry needed him. He hugged Harry close to his chest like a life line. He saw blood was trickling down from his forehead from a scar, shaped like a lightning. And then Harry opened his eyes. The were green. Like Lily's. James sank down to his knees again, finally crying... sobbing, screaming. His wife was dead. Lily was dead. To him, it felt like the world had abandoned him, and he and Harry were the only ones left.

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Four days later, James Potter looked out from the windows in the hospital wing at Hogwarts schoolof Witchcraft and Wizardry. He had only one thing in mind: Revenge. Peter was going to pay for what he did. Yesterday, Lily had been buried in a quiet cemetery on the outskirts of London. It had been a small funeral. Only he, Harry, Sirius, Buffy, Dumbledore, Remus and Willow, who had returned as soon as they heard what had happened, had been there. (Petunia Dursley and her family had been invited, of course, but had declined.) A bitter smile started to play on his lips, as he remembered the coffin with Lily's body being lowered down in the ground. Right then, he'd been ready to throw himself above it, letting himself be buried with her. But he hadn't. Because Harry needed him, and be damned if he let Harry grow up alone, without parents. Harry was the only reason James forced himself to move on. And now, he was moving towards a certain rat.

Around him, all over England, people were still raising there glasses, celebrating Voldemort's disappearance, and Harry- the boy-who-lived.

'What is there to celebrate?' James thought bitterly. 'Nothing.'

"James..." James turned around, and looked into the eyes of Sirius Black. Sirius was grieving, he knew. He blamed himself for Lily's death.

'And he should,' James thought. 'It's his fault...'

In his heart, James knew it wasn't. Sirius couldn't have known, but right now, James didn't care about sense and reason. He hadn't spoken a word to his so-called best friend since Lily's death. In fact, he barely spoke to anyone, except when absolutely necessary.

He heard Sirius turn around with a sigh.

"I know nothing I say can make it better, James," he said quietly. "But I am sorry. And I hope one day...you might be able to forgive me."

James swallowed, staring stubbornly out of the window. He knew there really wasn't anything to forgive. But still...

"We have no trace of Peter yet," Sirius suddenly said. "As soon as we do, though, I'll tell you." Then he left, closing the door quietly behind him.

James moved away from the window, and walked over to where his son was sleeping, peacefully unaware of his surroundings. James lifted him up, and hugged him to his chest, hoping he would wake up so he got to look at his eyes...Lily's eyes. But he didn't.

"You're the only thing I've got, Harry..." James whispered. "You hear that? I swear I'll protect you... I won't let anything happen to you...I won't fail you...not like I failed Lily."

"You didn't fail her, James," somebody suddenly said. James turned around, and looked into the grave eyes of Albus Dumbledore.

"In a way, you saved her. Your memory of her will never die, and neither will she. Her spirit is unharmed. Her heart, her love is unharmed. Voldemort could not touch that. No one can touch that. She lives on in Harry. Lily died for him, James. She made that choice." He gave James a piercing look.

"Love is the strangest thing," he said. "Stronger than any magic. Even if Lily is gone, her spirit will live on, and her protection will stay with Harry forever - love is forever. It never dies, remember that." He turned around to leave.

"She lives is in you too, James. Always."

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5 years later.

"Dad!" A boy, around six years old, with unruly black hair, and piercing green eyes, ran into the Potter manor.

"Dad, look what I found in the pond!"

James Potter turned around, and his face lit up in a smile as he saw Harry with a green frog in hand.

"Good work, Pronglets," he said. Then the smile faltered.

"What have you done to your robes?" He asked. Harry looked down on his clothes, and gave his father a sheepish smile.

"Ooops. The pond was dirtier than I thought."

James sighed.

"Now we have to change. You can't come and look like the Hogwarts squid at Buffy and Sirius' wedding," he scolded.

Harry's face broke into a full fledged marauding grin, his green eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Why not? Bet uncle Padfoot would love that!"

James just rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm sure he would. But not the wedding guests. And not Buffy either. I can almost hear it: 'Oh, Harry,' James said in a high-pitched voice. 'Look at my dress!'"

Harry laughed, and James smiled. 'I wonder what Lily would have said if she saw us now...' James thought, and felt a sting of pain in his heart. It still hurt to think about her...knowing she was gone forever.

"Dad?" Harry asked worriedly, and James woke up from his trance, forcing a smile. Harry gave James a small smile as well: It happened sometimes, that his father fell into silence. Harry knew he thought about his mother.

"How was she?" Harry asked quietly, knowing James would understand what he meant. James gave him a sad smile.

"She was...amazing. Beautiful. She was all...sunshine and red roses. Everything good in the world." He said. "You've got her eyes."

Harry smiled. Everyone said that. Harry was proud of his eyes; they made him look...cool somehow. Like his mother had been. And his hair made him look a bit on the wild side. His father always said he'd make all the girls faint, and all the guys would be jealous. Harry wasn't so sure he wanted the girls to faint whenever they saw him: Girls were stupid.

"Well," James said with a laugh. "I better get you cleaned up, before we're late."

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"...And now I declare you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Harry yawned from where he was sitting. Already five minutes into the ceremony, Harry had come to a fast conclusion: Weddings were dead boring. He gave Neville Longbottom, sitting beside him, a look in silent understanding. As soon as they got out of here, they'd get themselves dirty. Suddenly, the music started playing, and Harry had to stand up when everyone around him did, and started to clap. Harry saw his father, who was best-man, and standing beside the altar, and Remus Lupin was making catcalls and wolf whistles. He rolled his eyes. His father and his friends could be so immature sometimes...not that Harry really minded. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he got an idea, and he nudged Neville hard in the side. Neville, who wasn't prepared, and a bit on the round side, almost fell over.

"What is it?" He whispered.

Harry grinned and picked up something fromhis pocket: The frog from the pond. Neville's eyes widened, and he cast frightened looks towards his parents, hoping they wouldn't notice him. If his father, Frank did, it wouldn't matter so much, but if his mother, Alice or his grandmother did...they were in for a scolding. Seriously, they could be just as scary as Molly Weasley, a friend to their parents, sometimes. Their son, Ron, where also a good friend of theirs, but right now, he was squeezed in between all his siblings in one of the back rows.

Harry bent down, and crawled towards the end of the row: No one noticed him, when he let the frog loose in front of Buffy's feet. He hastily crawled back, and stood up, a wide, innocent look on his face. Neville snickered.

As Buffy and Sirius walked down from the altar, they only had eyes for each other. Buffy didn't notice the frog in front of her, and therefor...

SPLAT.

The silence was deafening. Harry paled. Oh, no. This wasn't the plan. He hadn't meant for the frog to die!

As Buffy felt something...squashy...under her shoe, she looked down, eyes widened.

Under her shoe, was something green...slimy...googly-eyes almost falling out of the frogs socket, from where it was impaled on her high, sharp heel.

She lifted up her skirt, and stepped out of her shoes, calmly moving away from them, and the very dead frog. Then, she turned to the row where Harry, who was trying to make himself as small as possible, together with Neville Longbottom, stood.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER!" She exploded. "What the Hell do you think you're doing!"

Harry swallowed. Neville was wrong. Molly Weasley, Alice Longbottom, and Neville's grandmother was not the scariest sight while angry. It was Buffy Summers Black.

"Ehrm..." Harry tried meekly. All eyes were upon him now. "He's been in my pocket all day! He was bored!" From the corner of his eye, he saw his father smack himself in the forehead- Harry understood why. The excuse wasn't really up to marauding standards.

"HE WAS BORED! AND WHAT DO YOU THINK HE IS NOW!"

"Eh...dead?" Harry tried. From behind, he heard how someone let out a snort of laughter.

'Probably Ron.'

Buffy's eyes were blazing dangerously.

"You are aware that you just destroyed my wedding?" She hissed.

"I thought it was over?" Harry said, and then gulped. If looks could kill, Harry would have been dead for quite awhile now.

"If it wasn'tbecause I don't want any blood spilt on my wedding day..." Buffy begun threateningly, then stopped.

"Oh, wait. It's already been spilt!" She said sarcastically, and pointed to the squashed frog. (May you rest in peace.)

Sirius couldn't help it. He let out a snort of laughter. Buffy turned an incredulous look to her newly wedded husband.

"Sorry. Just..." Another laugh-attack. Now the guests started to laugh as well, and Harry was sure he saw Buffy's lips twitching.

"Fine," she said. "But you're paying for my shoes, buddy. She scolded Harry.

"Sure! Dad?" Harry asked meekly. James raised his hands.

"Oh, no. You're paying forthose on your own," he said. "I told you to leave the frog at home."

Harry blinked.

"No, you didn't."

"Yes I did," James countered.

"No, you didn't."

Pause.

"No, I didn't," James agreed. "But I didn't tell you to bring it with you either!"

"Yes, you did."

"No, I didn't."

"Yes, you did."

Pause.

"Okay, I did."

"JAMES!" Buffy screeched.

"Run for it, dad!" Harry laughed. James gulped. He was in for it now...

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Once outside (where a certain James Potter was being thoroughly scolded and screamed at), Ron Weasley came up to Harry and Neville.

"Bloody brilliant!" He exclaimed. Harry grinned.


A/N: I BET YOU LOVE ME NOW, EH! FOR NOT KILLING PRONGSIE! At first I was gonna let them both live, but I couldn't come up with a good enough idea to not make it seem weird, so then I decided to kill both of... but then I thought- why follow cannon? I HAD to find a flaw and let someone live...and James was easiest, since Lils pretty much had to die in order for Harry to live... And so I wrote James died because of Peter strangling him, instead of dying from the killing curse - and Siri gt to resurrection! Anyway, what does this teach you?Never trust a FF writer. (Espescially not me, no matter what I say in my review responds. LOL.) Anything can happen, so don't get into a false sense of security for my other two stories now, just 'cause I saved Jamie. I CAN (and probaply will) kill characters off---even if I hate doing it. And now I think I kind of lost myself in things you didn't have to know... -Sigh- Somehow, I always stary away from the subject somehow...
Anyway, that was it, my friends! The last chapter! Only the epilogue left! –Cries- I think I'm gonna add that as well before I update my other stories, so I get it finished! I hope you liked! Please REVIEW!

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