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Through the Looking Glass

Summary: Buffy and friends find themselves in a magical world. Not only that, but they dropped in at the worst possible moment... right in the middle of a war. While in this new world the Scoobies are asked to save the world... again. Magical orbs, a godsend, evil wizards, a community in danger, peppermint potion, espionage, Dementors, and a few surprises around every corner.

Magic, comedy, action, mystery, and even some love... all in the very depths of this story.

Oh, and please don't be scared of the "length" of the story.

Buffy/HP Crossover. Set after S7 in the Buffyverse, and after the defeat of Voldemort (everyone (ie: Buffy, Harry, Ron, etc... main characters, you know) is in their early twenties).

Chapter 1

In the Beginning

Paris. The city of love.

Buffy rolled her eyes. Of all places for the vampires to be overrunning a city; they all chose Paris, France.

"The damn city of love. Dammit." Buffy griped as she closed the window that she had been looking out of. There really was no point in getting any fresh air; what with all the ooey-gooey, mushy-gushy love air.

Buffy had counted the amount of people walking hand-in-hand. She had stopped after hitting 68, considering the next number to be on the risqué radar.

Then again, Buffy could see why the vampires all flocked to Paris. Plenty of newlyweds wondering around at nights; all happy and giddy and then... BAM! Deader than pieces of... well, Buffy didn't want to think in highly gory terms.

It's a good thing I'm only here for the weekend. Or else, I would go completely insane, Buffy thought.

"Buffy!"

Buffy jumped and whirled around to face a flushed Willow. Her red hair was bounding wildly around as she ran to Buffy.

"Jesus! Will, you scared me." Buffy let out a sigh and watched as her friend took in a deep breath.

"Xander said that he's almost here!" Willow jumped around excitedly again. Buffy smiled at her goofiness. "It's been, what, seven months?"

"About." Buffy said with a shrug as she gave one last menacing glance down out the window and into the street where all the "love muffins" and "snuggle bears" were being overly affectionate in a rather public area. "Did he say anything good about the entire... ordeal?"

Buffy grabbed a bottle of water and tossed one to Willow as she took one for herself. She then eased down onto the side of the rather small bed - which Buffy realized they'd all be sharing tonight.

"Eh..." Willow plopped on the bed, beside Buffy, and didn't have a very convincing look on her face. "Well, I, er, well..."

"Takin' that as a no then." Buffy sighed. "I didn't think we'd get the old loony to come to our side, anyway."

"He's not loony." Willow said in a meek, defensive tone. "Just... old and..."

"Loony." Buffy smiled as Willow shrugged.

A slight beeping interrupted them. The girls turned around and saw the red light on the hotel room phone blinking. Willow beat Buffy to the phone.

"Hello?"

"Who is it?" Buffy poked Willow's arm. After she had asked this and did the deed of poking, Buffy felt like a silly little five-year-old.

"The Pope." Willow said in her best facetious tone. "You're in the lobby? We'll be right down!" She slung the phone down, and the two best friends couldn't get out of the room quick enough.

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"I missed my girls!" Xander was nearly squashing Buffy and Willow with his crushing hug. Not that either of them minded, it had, after all, been over half a year.

"How're things?" Willow asked as she picked up one of Xander's bags.

"Well, I'm still upset about not making it into the pirate club. Did you know that you have to have a parrot and a wooden leg? As if the eye-patch wasn't enough." Xander shrugged and gave a giddy laugh. "Nah, things are going quite decently in my own area of the woods."

Buffy felt a slight pang of guilt whenever Xander would joke about his eye. She knew that he never meant anything by it. It was only Xander after all, but it still made her feel bad, even after all these years. She shook the thought out of her mind, and grabbed another bag.

"So - Anmophet was..."

"An evil, moronic ass?"

"No, I mean..."

"Sardonic and not in the slightest bit a part of the intelligent species?

"Xander..."

"I get it Buff. He was pretty cool, once you got past all that bad stuff, and the entire... 'I'm a cursed mummy' deal. I'd've been back to meet you in St. Petersburg a few months ago if he hadn't've been so depressed. He would cry every five seconds, and then he'd get mad and try to rip me into scarab food."

"Ew." Willow scrunched up her nose. "Sounds like fun."

"Are you kidding me? It was like Disney Land, but better."

Buffy shook her head... Xander back to his quirky and yet very sarcastic remarks. Every day she thanked every power above her that these two people were beside her.

"So, he's cool?" Buffy pushed the up button with her finger.

"Yeah, he even wanted to give you a few acceptance gifts." Xander patted the bag underneath his right arm.

"For real?" Buffy's eyes widened as they all got on the elevator.

"Yep, but I think Willow might like the presents more than you will. Speaking of the beautiful Miss Rosenberg... where's Kennedy?"

Since Xander was obviously not going to get out the presents, Buffy decided that she would just wait it out. Even if she didn't like it. She'd get them soon enough.

"Didn't work out." Willow shrugged. "She went all... you know. And then I went all... well, I didn't go all, y'know... but she did... and... I left."

"Good for you!" Xander nodded his head in approval. "Was there any cat fighting? Because, if there was, and nobody took pictures, I'll be slightly disappointed."

"Xander!" Buffy hit his arm.

"Ow!"

"None of that. Though I think Buffy was closer than I was to any cat fighting." Willow pursed her lips in thought, trying to recall some of Buffy's words after Kennedy had said her share of curse words.

"Ooh..."

"Shut up, Xander." Buffy was really anticipating her gifts. She always liked gifts; unless vampires tried to give a gift. Those usually weren't fun.

"Here's our floor!" Willow stepped out first, followed by her friends. As they walked to room 613, Buffy was now in eager anticipation.

As they stepped into the room, Xander put down a few of the bags, except the one under his right arm.

The present bag!

"Shut the door, Willow." Xander commanded gently.

As she complied, Xander took three decent sized boxes out of the bag. Buffy cocked one eyebrow at the boxes.

"Anmophet said that these Egyptian rocks were of high value. He also said that only women can touch these rocks, so he put them in boxes for me, saying that if I touched them I'd turn into human salsa."

"Human salsa?" Willow glanced from the boxes to Xander. "He called you salsa?"

"No, but that was the gist of it."

"Oh."

"Yeah. And, he, also, well, he also got a little upset about giving them away, but he said that since he's coming to our side, that it was time to give them away."

"My God!" Buffy screamed as she grabbed a box. "The suspense is killing me." As she ripped open the box, a large stone tumbled out of the box. Buffy had a slight expression of shock on her face. "I thought you meant like diamonds and emeralds when you said 'rock' I didn't know you meant the literal rock."

"Oh, Buffy, they're cool! Look!" Willow pointed out the hieroglyphs on the stones. "These are ancient lyrics to poems and songs - wow."

"Eh, definitely the Willow gift." Buffy sighed. "Have mine... mine looks like..." Buffy studied her rock.

"Ancient rock?"

"You're impossible Xander." Willow shook her head, but laughed at the corny joke anyway.

"That's why I'm here."

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Damn the Mummy