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.
Timeline: Post-Chosen for Buffy. Post-OotP (fifth book) for Harry Potter… therefore no DH spoilers. This would be because it was after this book that I wrote this. Buffy was 22 at the end of the series, so we'll say that she meet Harry shortly after and married him. Their daughter is about 3. And Harry was born in 1980 and Buffy was born in 1981, so we could just say that no time has changed and they are 26-27 now! This means Harry has been gone for nearly a decade. (He ran off after Sirius died, I believe).
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
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."
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Harry gently lent over and placed his wife in a laying position in their bed. Buffy slightly stirred, but she did not wake from her slumber.
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Ron found them that way. Patiently, in the corner, he waited. He didn't have to wait long though. For moments after he apparated in, a door loudly flew open downstairs and a loud voice echoed up the stairs. "Honey, I'm home!"
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Chapter 6:
Scared
Harry jumped from his seat on the ground and raced out the door. He was quickly followed by Hermione and then Ron. Harry appeared at the top of the stairs and sighed with relief as he spotted two of his wife's best friends. He was confused, though, as to why they were here. Willow lived in Cleveland and Xander was supposed to be in Africa. Why were they here?
Ron and Hermione looked at them curiously. Who were these people and why were they here?
And now it was the two at the bottom of the stairs to notice them and smile. They had to pretend that they were just here to comfort their friend and help… not do any Wicca mojo or help Buffy magically in any way.
They were interrupted by Buffy pushing through the three Brits. Buffy brushed her hand over her husband's back and gave him a small smile, a small genuine smile. Harry closed his eyes and inwardly smiled. It was the first smile he had seen on her face all day and he didn't care that they would have even more trouble trying to hide their magic from more people.
Buffy flew down the stairs and straight into Xander's arms. "There's the Buffster I've always known and loved!" Xander joked while picking her up. Buffy groaned and smacked him. "Hey! Painful! Sla…"
Buffy's eyes widened and quickly cut him off. "Well totally told you not to call me that!"
Willow stuck out her tongue and grinned before reprimanding Xander, "Hey, you're hogging all the lovin'." Buffy quickly bounced from Xander to Willow. She smiled and hugged Willow tightly.
Harry watched the exchange and slowly started to descend the stairs. Ron and Hermione close behind. They were curious about the newcomers, especially Hermione. Hermione could sense some non-muggle vibes coming fro the red headed woman holding Harry's wife.
"Ron, Hermione these are Buffy's friends," Harry introduced once he stood level with all of them.
"Xander Harris, Cyclops extraordinaire!" Xander held his hand out to them. Buffy smiled as they looked at him oddly before shaking his hand.
"Willow. We're Buffy's friends from way back in good ol' Sunnydale!" Willow smiled and shook their hands as well.
Hermione's eyes widened at the city name. The name had been very well known several years ago when it the hellmouth and the city was entirely destroyed. And these three had actually lived there and survived. Hermione's thoughts turned back to Willow. Something was not muggle about her and now this supported her thoughts even more.
Xander clapped his hands together, breaking the awkward silence. "I'm starved! Who's up for dinner?" Harry couldn't believe that it was already dinner time. He hadn't thought of food all day, he hadn't had time between trying to find Lily, comfort his wife, and compose himself. Harry led Xander, Ron, and Hermione into the kitchen, Buffy and Willow stayed behind.
Willow hugged Buffy once again and whispered into her ear, "Sweetie, how are you?"
Buffy took a deep breath before honestly answering her, "I'm so scared Will, more than I have ever been before. It takes a lot for me to be scared, and this time, I'm terrified."
Willow's arms tightened around her friend. "Oh sweetie."
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"Mr. Moldywart?" A small voice whispered into the darkness of her new bedroom chamber. "Mr. Moldywart?"
Frightened, Lily covered her face and hid under her covers. Tears escaped her eyes as she clung to the blankets. The footsteps dimmed and new ones arrived. The young girl whimpered scared of what was out there.
Suddenly, a gentle hand lifted the blankets away and sat softly on the edge of the bed. "Yes, my dear Lily. Why do you cry?" Lily crawled out of her blankets and onto his lap. And she snuggled into his chest and just cried.
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After filling their stomachs and chatting, Harry with Ron and Hermione, and Buffy with Willow and Xander. The two groups separated, Ron, Hermione, and Harry claimed to go back to work and Willow, Xander, and Buffy merely nodded before sneaking up to Buffy's bedroom and starting their own work.
In Lilia's room, Ron and Harry stood back and watched as Hermione mixed ingredients hoping the potion would work. Once sure that it looked as it was supposed to she placed the bowl in the center of the room and sat down behind it.
"Once I drink this, I need to concentrate on where they went and I'll be able to trace what they did and where they went," Hermione informed them before picking up the bowl and drowning it.
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Draco paced Malfoy Manor, trying desperately to figure out how he would get Lilia Potter out of Voldemort's guard. How, when the child seemed to be drawn to the wretched man? Draco took another sip of fire whiskey before draining the rest then throwing the beautiful glass against the wall. Glass shattered and flew across the room.
A small voice whispered frightened, "Papa?"
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Giles threw the empty bottle of liquor against the wall before standing up, surprisingly easy considering how much he had drunken. He led himself through his apartment to a locked room. A room Giles never imagined to be opened since first moving in and positioning his stuff in it. Yet here he was. Giles whispered the word "ostium" and a clicking sound echoed in his ears as the door slowly opened.
There, in the center of the dark and musty room, sat a wood chest. Giles approached the old box and brought his fingers across three gold letters atop the box. The three gold letters marked who he really was, they read "RGR."
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Notes: Well I'm not sure how everyone likes this. Hopefully people enjoy it. Less and less amounts of reviews… emo tear:P
The next story I'm writing is coming along. I like it so far, but I'm still not sure where it will lead. If anyone feels up to it and likes to come up with ideas, I could send it to you and you could help me brainstorm! (And possibly be a beta too! ;) )
Review please and make me giddy!