Never Normal

Rating: PG 13 – FR 13

Pairings: Buffy/Harry, Ron/Hermione

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Buffy characters, series storylines, etc - they belong to their respectable creators.

Summary: Buffy and Harry Potter have long pretended to be normal, their past secrets hid from the other. But reality came into play as their daughter is kidnapped, husband and wife must try individually to find a way to bring her back, while pretending to be normal for the other.

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Last time on Never Normal

"Come now, don't be frightened, my dear." Lily shook her head again and again, but the robed man picked up her small body. He held her gently and tight before a quick pop was sounded and the two disappeared from the child's dark bedroom.

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Buffy walked out from the bathroom, fully dressed. She wore a white sweater with dark red leather pants, and her hair was pulled back into an elegant... sloppy bun. She went right past her, now sleeping, husband and slowly opened her daughter's bedroom door.

Harry awoke to a scream.

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Chapter 2:

Help

"Giles, I need to find her. Giles! Please help me, god, Giles, I need her." Buffy stood in her watchers doorway and burst out crying. Giles stood shocked at his small, sobbing slayer that he had just opened the door to and he did the only thing he could thing of. He took her in his arms and held his slayer trying to comfort her to cease her cries. And then in a weak, whimpering voice, he heard, "Giles, she's gone."

Giles rocked Buffy and slowly lead her to his couch. "Sh, Buffy, slow down, and tell me exactly what is happening." He said softly as he sat her down and took a seat next to her his arm still wrapped around her.

Buffy curled up on the couch defenselessly, putting her knees under her and burrowing her head in her watcher's lap. He gently stroked her head with one hand and rubbed her back with the other hand. "Lily's gone Giles, I just woke up and she wasn't there. Someone took her, and I need to find her, Giles, help me, god, please help me," Buffy softly whimpered through her tears.

Giles sighed and resisted the urge to wipe his glasses off, instead he insured her, "We'll get her back, Buffy; I swear to you, we'll bring her back, safe and sound, as if she had been her all along." Buffy hugged her watcher from her position and wiped fresh tears away. "We'll get Willow and have her do a locator spell, and that's all, Lily will be back, alright? She'll be back. Do you believe me?" Buffy nodded her head weakly and Giles pulled the small figure closer in. "Are you alright?"

"Giles, I won't be alright until I can hold my baby in my arms. And when I find her, and I will, I'm going make who ever took her suffer till the point he'd wish he'd never been born, and then I'll kill him, I'll kill him with my bare hands. Watch me... 'cause whoever took my baby, is going to die."

He nodded his head clenching his teeth. He knew Buffy's will, and he hoped to God that nothing bad would turn from this. But with his charge's anger, he knew Buffy would stop at nothing to get Lily back, even if death came to ones around her... or herself. He rose from his spot, gently placing Buffy's head down upon a pillow in replace. Then he made his way over to his phone and dialed a familiar number. A quick conversation followed and Giles quickly hung up and went back to see his slayer still whimpering and shaking. "Buffy, Willow's taking the next flight out. She'll be here soon. But in the meanwhile, I believe you should go home and rest. I'm sure Harry is just as upset as you."

Buffy nodded and rose up from her fatal position on the couch. Giles helped the woman up and lead her to the door. Before she left the small apartment, she whispered so softly, "Thank you, Daddy." And with that, she closed the door behind her leaving Giles empathetically staring at the place she had just occupied.

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Harry Potter appeared in Grimmauld Placewith a loud, very noticeable pop. A solemn expression played over his face as he looked on in surprise at the sight that lay ahead of him. He had expected just Lupin, maybe Molly and Arthur, but not the twelve people sitting at the table, who's heads were all pointed directly at the intruding Harry Potter. All twelve occupants watched in the silence at the man in complete shock, their faces mirroring the look of seeing a ghost. And finally one voice broke away from the silence. "Harry?"

Hermione grinned and jumped from her seat. She ran into Harry and wrapped her arms around her lost friend. Ron watched the encounter from his seat with anger written over his feature. Sad eyes locked his own and all the betrayal he felt vanished as he saw translucent tears threatening to fall from those bright green eyes. Ron rose up and made his way over to the two and the other ten looked on in curiosity and anticipation. "What's wrong Har?"

Hermione finally released Harry and saw the desperate look in his eyes. "Harry, what's the matter?"

Harry Potter looked at his friends, tears welling in his eyes, "She's gone… she's just… gone." Sobs came to his body and Hermione yet again wrapped her arms around Harry and tried to comfort the grown man.

"Who is she, Harry?

He took a deep breath, and looked sadly at them, bringing a hand up to his check to wipe away a few tears. Yet, nonetheless they kept falling as he chocked through the tears, "My daughter, Hermione, someone took my daughter!"

The group of witches and wizards stared at him in shock at the unexpected news he delivered to them. Hermione's hand was upon her mouth not being able to imagine the pain that her old friend must be feeling… 'It has to be great, he came back to tell us when he hasn't been seen for so many years,' she thought.

Ron brought his hand up and, instead of to his mouth like Hermione, he gently placed it on Harry's shoulder. "We'll find her Harry, we will," Ron comfortingly, but firmly told him before pulling his friend into a hug.

"Well let us get started! And yes," Hermione smiled at Harry knowing why he'd truly come to them with the news, "Of course we'll help!"

Harry dimly returned the smile thanking his friends. He didn't know why they were so willing to help him after his disappearance for so long, but he didn't very much care right now. He needed them and he needed to find his daughter. And he was grateful that they were still as willing to help him now as they were all those years ago.

"Are we waiting for something? Or can we get to the place you last saw her? We need to find something to start on!" Hermione impatiently exclaimed. Ron rolled his eyes seeming to mutter, 'women,' which was cut off by a stern glare from Hermione. "And then while we're here, the others can check for abnormalities in Voldemort and Death Eater activity." Harry brought his eyes up to her at the name of a man, a monster, that he had not heard for so long. He had tried to put it behind him, but behind him didn't mean he was gone, just that he made it hell for all of his old friends while he had lived blissfully away from it. Guilt struck across his face, but Hermione took this as something else and continued, "Yes, yes, I know things have changed greatly. Its been a number of years, they were bound to… for starters Ron and I were married shortly after graduation!"

Harry gave a genuine smile to his two best friends, was it odd that he considered them best friends still? No, no one had come close to replacing them of their title. Buffy, he guessed, may consider, but these were his best friends, she was his lover. Harry congratulated his friends and only wished that he had been there to see them wed, as he wished they could have been there for his own wedding as well. But he made his decision then, and he kept to it, but now his daughter and wife were just brought into the world regardless of his determination to keep them out… little did he know that his wife was not to far from his world than he thought she was.

With a quick report to the rest of the order about the event, with more detail than his original entrance of distress, and then a quick goodbye, the three made their way via port key directly into Lilia Potter's room.

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Buffy wiped a little sweat, or maybe it was tears, likely a mix of the two, from her face. She just ran all the way from Giles as fast as she could and still her tears were falling. This wasn't supposed to happen to her, she was done with all of this, well, okay some nights she went out… well… all nights she went out unless they had something going on, but it was just a quick sweep, and she'd only found a few vamps and maybe a few demons as well, but nothing really more threatening. She had never come home with any noticeable bumps and bruises, she was sure to not, she was supposed to be on a run and the "well this guy attacked me" story was already used early on in their relationship.

Buffy sighed and wiped the last of her tears and sweat from her face. She then very softly opened the door to not disturb her husband. She had told him that she had to run, it wasn't odd for her to do this, and he had only nodded as he searched the house again and again for their daughter. She closed her eyes and a few fresh tears fell as reality hit her again. She never to drag him into her world, she never wanted him to get hurt and she never wanted her daughter to learn of real monsters, and now she just hoped maybe by some chance they would never have to.

Buffy heard a faint crack coming from the upstairs and she guessed was coming from, her daughter's room. The sound itself didn't matter much to Buffy, but she sensed that the crack wasn't natural. She sprinted up the stairs and came to her daughter's closed door. She grasped the doorknob, twisted it, and pushed.

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Notes: So one week old and since it's a Friday (I like Fridays), I posted a new chapter, a longer one too. Hopefully people are enjoying the story so far… reviews are always nice! ;)