A Second Chance Chapter 16: Never leave me, a Buffy: The Vampire Slayer + Harry Potter Crossover fanfic

A Second Chance

Chapter 16 - Never leave me.

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

TIMELINE: AU. Set ten years before (Around 1988) "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's stone", during and after Harry Potter book 5, "Order of the Phoenix"(2003). During and after BTVS season 7, "Chosen". Pretend HP book one happened in 1999 during Buffy season three )

SUMMARY: BTVS/HP crossover. After James and Lily reappears, seemingly alive and well, mysterious things start to happen. New allies are made, prophecies revealed...and people keep rising from the dead. What's going on? And what has Voldemort got to do with it? Are the Scoobies and the Potter's second chance at life enough to stop the Dark Lord from spreading darkness across the country? Or is the world in need of more miracles?

PAIRINGS: Too many to count.

Thanks to my beta: Charmed Chick

Tara was walking down to the Quidditch pitch, fast. She knew the war between friends had already started, and she might be too late. When she finally arrived, she let her eyes roam towards the middle of the pitch, where a war seemed to take place. There stood Willow and Buffy, staring at each other. Willow's eyes were harsh and cold, while Buffy's looked pleading.

"After all the time I've been waiting for this, it finally comes to an end. Remember we never finished our fight in the magic-box? Well, I think it's high time we do that," Tara heard Willow say.

"Will, you don't want to do this," Buffy begged. "You don't need to do this - Tara - "

There was a blast of blue lightwhich hitBuffy straight in the chest, and Tara winced. She tried to move forward to stop them, but her feet seemed to have a will of their own - they stayed where she was, and where her feet were - well, Tara couldn't do much more than stay.

" - Don't you EVER mention her again! Don't you dare!" Willow yelled."You're just talk, Buffy, all talk! You with your 'we have to stick together - we're the scoobies', 'what can't we face if we're together'-talk, or 'we'll save the world. We always do'. Or how about 'they're innocent. They don't deserve to die.' Or, wait! Let's see... oh, 'I don't kill humans,' Willow finished with a sneer. "All talk! Everything that comes out of your mouth is worth nothing! It's only lies!"

"But Tara - " Buffy protested.

Another blast left Willow's hands, and crashed into Buffy's chest, and she stumbled backwards.

"DON'T YOU DARE!" Willow screamed in rage."She's dead! Only because of you! You killed her!"

Tara tried to move, scream, walk forwards, tell Willow it wasn't true. That she was alive and well. But something seemed to be wrong. As she tried to speak, she found no words came out of her mouth, and when she looked down on herself, she found she started to fade away, like a ghost.

She could only watch as her worst nightmare came true. Willow and Buffy fought, but the fight was surprisingly short. After what felt like only a couple of seconds, Buffy laid on the ground, badly wounded.

"How does it feel, Buffy? To be the victim," Willow smirked."After all the years as a sidekick, I get to be the Slayer." Willow reached out her hand, and sent of another power-blast. There was so much screaming...a lastpower-blast...anda scream full of pain, full of hurt and despair left Buffy's mouth...and then...nothing. The sight that met Tara's eyes was horrible. Buffy was laying on the ground, dead, and her body seemed to smoke. Willow had killed her best friend.

"I hope you enjoy your trip to Hell, Buffy. Because I doubt your welcome in Heaven anymore. After all, you're just a killer." Willow laughed, a high pitched, cold laugh, and Tara could only watch as the scene in front of her faded away along with her. The Earth wasn't her place anymore - the kingdom of the dead wanted her back. The light was lost, the prophecy was fulfilled. The Slayer was dead, and Willow was gone forever. Tara found her voice had returned, and she screamed for all she was worth - her one and only word echoed through the area...

"NOOOOOOO!"

The door burst open with a bang, revealing a panic-stricken Buffy.

"Tara! God, what happened! Are you hurt? Was it Death Eaters!" She exclaimed, as Tara sat up, gasping. Her body was drenched in sweat, and her eyes didn't seem to be able to focus - her mind seemed to be an eternity away.

Buffy looked around the room after any sign of break-in, struggle,or other clues on what caused Tara's screams. As she found none, she sat down beside her on the bed.

"Oh...was it a dream?" She asked quietly.

"I...yes...no...maybe...I-I don't know..." Tara stammered. How could she say that she'd seen Buffy die, and that the dream may have been prophetic?

"What happened?" Buffy wondered, looking worried. "Did Willow...you know...stay evil?"

Tara shook her head. "I-I don't...well, in a way, yes, but..."

Buffy smiled a reassuring smile.

"Oh. I'm sure it's nothing to worry about," she said."It's probably just your fears playing tricks on you."

Tara smiled weakly.

"Maybe..."

The door flew up again.

"Buffy! Tara! She's here! Willow's here!" Xander yelled.

Buffy got up.

"Where?" She demanded.

"The Quidditch pitch," Xander panted.

Tara's eyes widened in fear. The Quidditch pitch. Where her dream had taken place. It was all coming true...

Buffy nodded to Xander, and got up from Tara's bed.

"Alright, I'll get there, keep her occupied, and then Tara can go down - "

"Buffy, no," Tara said, desperately. "Go somewhere else. Not the Quidditch pitch..."

Buffy gave Tara a shocked look.

"Tara, Willow is there. I have to go."

"I know, but let her find you instead," Tara begged. "Just not the Quidditch-pitch..."

Buffy watched Tara closely. Her eyes seemed to read her very soul, and Tara lowered her eyes to the bedspread.

"Why not the Quidditch pitch, Tara?" Buffy asked quietly."Did you dream anything?"

Tara opened her mouth to answer, but a thought passed by in her brain.

'I can't tell her...'

She closed her mouth again, and shook her head 'no'.

Buffy watched Tara for another moment, before nodding slowly.

"Okay...if you say so. Get dressed, and then come."

"Wait, Buffy. Why don't we go together?" Tara tried, doing everything to stop her dream from coming true.

"I can't wait that long, Tara," Buffy said quietly."Willow might come up to the castle, and we can't let her do that." Buffy left before Tara was able to say another word.

"Damn it," she swore under her breath, and jumped out of the bed, fast. So fast, she almost stumbled.

"Hey, Tara, take it easy, alright?" Xander said, as he caught her and gently tried tolead her back to the bed."You're not fully recovered..." Tara shook him off.

"No," she said.

"Tara, I'm sure Buffy can keep Will busy until you..."

"NO!"

Xander looked shocked at Tara's outburst.

"No,"Tara said again, a little more quiet, and more slowly. "No," she repeated. "If I don't hurry, I'll be too late."

Xander frowned.

"Late for what?"

"Too late to save Willow. And Buffy," Tara said, her eyes suddenly filled with a fire that Xander didn't even know Tarapossessed."Willow is going to kill her. Buffy's going to die, if I don't hurry, I know it. And then Willow is as good as dead too. Then we've really lost her."

Xander gave her a crooked smile, as if he was looking at a stubborn child.

"Tara, you can't know - "

" - I KNOW!" Tara exploded."I KNOW THAT I KNOW, ALRIGHT! I just know. Trust me." She left, but turned around in the doorway.

"Don't follow me. Get the others ready," she said.

"Ready for what?" Xander looked confused.

Tara looked Xander straight in the eyes, so he could see she was serious.

"To run for your lives," she said. "No matter what happens, Xander, promise me, you'll get everyone else, and get out of here, far away. Go into hiding, or whatever, just don't let Willow find you."

Xander's eyes widened when he understood what she was saying.

"You know you're not going to make it," he said slowly. "You know you're going to lose...that Buffy is going to - "

Tara didn't say anything, but let her eyes speak for her. And then she left. She ignored Xander's calls after her. Her heart was beating fast, and Tara tried to come up with some spells in her mind that might save Buffy, and herself, from going back to the land of the dead...and to stop Willow.

"After all the time I've been waiting for this, it finally comes to an end," Tara heard Willow say. "Remember, we never finished our fight in the Magic-Box? Well, I think it's high time we do that."

"Will, you don't want to do this," Buffy begged."You don't need to do this - Tara - "

"But Tara - " Buffy protested.

Another blast left Willow's hands, and crashed into Buffy's chest, and she stumbled backwards.

"DON'T YOU DARE!" Willow screamed in rage."She's dead! Only because of you! You killed her!"

'Oh, no...the dream. Please no...'

She could only watch as her worst nightmare came true. Willow and Buffy fought, but the fight was surprisingly short. After what felt like only a couple of seconds, Buffy was laying on the ground, badly wounded.

"How does it feel, Buffy? To be the victim," Willow smirked."After all the years as a sidekick, I get to be the Slayer." Willow reached out her hand, and sent of another power-blast.

Tara could only watch, as Buffy was wrenching on the ground, screaming in pain, and Willow laughed. Something broke inside of Tara. "No...," she whispered. "This isn't happening. It's just a dream...just a dream..." She sobbed. No scream was heard from Buffy anymore, and Tara felt how tears slowly started to work their way down on her face. Willow was still shooting power-blasts at the longest-living Slayer in the history (if you don't count the times she died), although she seemed to be dead already.

"No...no..." Tara hugged herself tightly. She seemed to be in a state of shock, and the scene became blurry.

"No...," she whispered again, "I won't leave...I won't...no..."She had already started to fade away.

"No...""The deadare calling you back...your life is over...your time is here" The trees around the pitch seemed to whisper to her.

"No..."

"The Earth isn't yours anymore, nor is this life...so full of pain...just let go..."

"No..."

"Just go..."

Tara shook her head. She couldnät see the scene in front of her, she could only smell the smell of blood, and burned flesh...Buffy's flesh...Buffy's blood...

"Go with are waiting. The kingdom is calling you to come...go to rest..."

Tara shook her head...this was all wrong. The time seemed to stand still. A last power-blast left Willow's hands...and alast high-pitched scream from Buffy echoed through the woods, through the area. It was so full of pain, hurt and despair...just like in her dream...and Tara's head flew up. She blinked here eyes, regained focus on what was going on in front of her.

"It's wrong...I won't go..." Tara whispered. "No...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Tara threw herself over Buffy, and felt the power from Willow's blast enter her body instead. She almost went numb with pain, but didn't move away.

"I...won't...let...go..." She sobbed. "I can't let...it...happen...it's wrong..." She sobbed again, and looked up at Buffy's almost unrecognizable face. Covered in blood...Tara's tears started to fall. She didn't even notice that the blasts had stopped coming. Tara took a deep, shaking breath. And lifted her fingers to Buffy's neck.

"Please...don't let it be too late...please don't be dead...please..." She whispered. Was it her imagination, or was there a weak pulse?

"T-Tara?" Someone said, and Tara looked up into the face of Willow. Her hand was still raised, as she was waiting to shoot off another blast. Her eyes still dark, as a clouded sky, and the veins in her face made her look like a true, blackwitch from children's nightmares.

"Will...why are you doing this?" Tara asked, quietly. Willow shook her head, like she tried to get rid of an insect.

"You're not here...you're just my imagination...go away..." She said.

"Willow...it's me..."

"NO!" Willow looked up at the dark sky. "IS THIS SOME KIND OF TRICK!" She screamed. "TO TEST ME! OR MAKE FUN OF ME! STOP ME FROM DOING WHAT'S RIGHT?" Her lower lip started to tremble, and she seemed to look after some sign on the sky to prove her right.

"It's not right, Willow..." Tara said, slowly, andslowly got upfrom Buffy's cold body on the ground,taking a step towards Willow. Maybe it wasn't too late yet...

"It's wrong..." She took amother step...Willow stretched out her hand in front of her.

"DON'T COME CLOSER!" Willow yelled."YOU'RE NOT REAL!"

Tara looked at her. Her eyes was so full of pain...clouded over with dark...

"Please, Willow...I am real...just look at me..." She begged.

"NO! GO AWAY!" Willow's scream was so full of pain, doubt, and fear. She reached out her hand again, and another power blast shot out of her fingertips, hitting Tara. She screamed in pain. Somewhere in her head, the trees were still whispering promises to her...that the pain would go away, if she just let go...it would be so easy...letting go...

Tara shook off the whispers, and stood up again. She looked Willow straight in the eyes, as she walked closer. Willow trembled.

"Don't come closer!" Willow threatened, but this time, it was with less force.

Tara stood only an inch from Willow now.

"Don't do this, baby...don't...it's not what you want..." Tara reached out a hand, but Willow sent off another power blast, and Tara flew backwards. The trees seemed to whisper once again, and again, Tara shook it off, and walked closer. Gritted her teeth together, ignoring the pain, stopping the scream that wanted to be released from her throat.

"Go away..." Willow whispered. Her arm had fallen down to her side, like she didn't have power enough to hold it up, and her yes, glimmered with tears. Her lips trembled.

"Willow..." Tara reached out a hand again, touching Willow's face, letting her know she wasn't an imagination.

"Tara..." Willow sank down on the ground. Tara hastily sat down beside her.

"It's me...it was only lies, Willow...only lies. They fed you lies..."

"Tara...I'm...so..." Willow sobbed down in Tara's shoulder, and Tara hugged her tight, never letting go.

"Shh, baby...it doesn't matter now...it's going to be okay...it's going to be okay..."

"N-never..." Willow stammered.

"Never what, baby?" Tara asked shakily. Her own voice seemed to stop functioning.

"N-never l-leave...me...n-never..."

"Shh...it's okay...I won't leave you...I'll never leave you...I'll always be here...always be...here..." Tara whispered. Above them, the clouded sky seemed to clear up, promising a brighter future.

A/N: -Wipes away a tear - How do you like? Did you like? I loved! I loved a lot! YAY! Willow's back to the land of the sane people! Oh, well, for a chapter this full of feelings and a teardripping moments, I need lots of – let's say it together – REVIEWS!

PS. Is there anyone here who reads 'The Heiress of Slytherin', and knows why it's gone? My link isn't working – it's like the story never existed.DS.

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