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So this is a Harry/SLASH crossover series of one shots.

WARNING: SLASH. Go back now if you don't like it. Not beta'd.

These are the crossovers I'm willing to do. I may have forgotten one or two or three and if you know I'll write them, you can go ahead and send me a message. But remember, just because I read some of the fics, doesn't mean I can write them as well.

Angel/Bones/BTVS/Charmed/Criminal Minds/CSI: Las Vegas/ CSI: Miami/Ghost Whisperer/Glee/House/The Mentalist/Merlin (BBC)/Mortal Instruments/Sherlock (BBC)/ Supernatural/Twilight

Just send me a message with a pairing and a prompt.

Alister Eternia wants - Harry/Xander pairing (Buffy The Vampire Slayer) with "Willow is dying and the only one that can save her is Harry, but Harry for the first time in his life will ask for something in return."

"You want my help?" Harry asked incredulously, shooting a look over at a chuckling Spike before turning back to Xander. "Now why would I want to help you?"

"Look, she's dying, and you're the only one that can help her!" Xander ran a frustrated hand through his hair. "Please."

"Oh, well since you said please." Harry snorted. "Sorry, but I don't just do favours for others without there being something in it for me."

"Be careful here, Scoobie," Spike grinned maliciously. "Harry here never does something for free. And for what he does ask in return usually turns out to something akin to selling your soul."

"Spike, don't you have somewhere to be?" Harry glared at the bleached vampire. "Like, not here?"

"Hmm? Oh yeah, right," Spike backed up. "I have that thing... yeah, going now to kill some annoying demon and all that. With the chip and everything."

"Go." Harry said in exasperation. Spike darted out the room. "Now," Harry turned back to Xander with a dark grin. "You were saying."

Xander fought down the urge to gulp, and stared back into unnaturally bright emerald eyes.

"I'm willing to do whatever it takes to save Willow." Xander said, voice staying strong despite his apprehension.

Harry hummed. "This Willow is lucky to have a friend who cares for her as much as you do."

"She's like a sister to me."

"Yes." Harry tilted his head. "And why is it that you thought that I could be of assistance?"

"You have enough magic to heal her."

"If magic is the cure, then get some of her Wiccan friends to it." Harry said, suddenly losing interest. "For a moment there, I actually thought the girl had done something worth my time, but obviously..."

"It doesn't work!" Xander finally shouted. "It's not that type of magic! And only you can do the spell, because you're the only one who can harness the backlash of it. Please. I know you care about Willow in some way, you're a good guy. Hell, I've seen you help an old lady cross the street."

Harry was silent through Xander's outburst, only raising an eyebrow when he reached the end.

"And we have heard stories about you." Xander added hurriedly. "Giles researched you."

Harry cocked his head.

"Look, I know you won't just let her die." Xander said. "She's innocent."

"She tried to cast a spell to awaken several Demigods." Harry pointed out dryly. "That's hardly an innocent act."

"Yeah, well," Xander sighed. "Wait a minute, I thought you didn't know what she had done."

"Did I?" Harry shrugged. "Must have slipped my mind."

Xander shook himself. "Anyway, there's only so many 'please's' I can say."

"Yeah, well, I might be able to help." Harry said slowly. "But you have to do something for me first."

Xander was silent for a moment, staring at Harry wearily as he mulled over the latter's words. "What would I have to do?"

"I don't actually take people's souls." Harry grinned at the hesitance. "Your pet vampire was just winding you up."

"Obviously." Xander scoffed, trying not to look too sheepish under Harry's amused gaze.

"No, all I ask for is simple. I want a kiss." Harry said bluntly.

Xander stilled, mouth agape as he stared at Harry with incomprehension. Harry himself just stood with his arms crossed in a relaxed position as he watched Xander's reaction. Finally the young scoobie seemed to shake himself out of his stupor.

"Wh- What?" Xander spluttered.

"You heard me."

"I- you- kiss?"

Harry stalked forward, silently pleased that Xander didn't back away from him, and stopped just short of the other.

"I want you to kiss me, properly," Harry warned. "And once you promise I will help your friend."

"That's it?"

Harry frowned. "What do you mean, 'that's it'?"

Xander blushed. "Well... it's not really a favour, is it? I was thinking it was something more... I don't know."

"And you finding that kissing me is okay?" Harry asked, noting the redness of Xander's cheeks.

"Yes, well," Xander cleared his throat. "You could have asked for worse."

"I could." Harry conceded. "So, shall I help your friend, then?"

"Oh! Yeah," Xander shifted from foot to foot nervously.

"What is it, now?" Harry asked, a hint of exasperation in his tone.

"Well, er, the kiss...?"

"Later." Harry said. "After I heal the woman. Then you can return the favour."

"Like a date?" Xander's voice rose in pitch.

"Not what I was going for, but if that makes the transaction easier, then yes, if you want."

Xander furrowed his brows in confusion, completely turned around by the conversation. "Okay?"

"Good." Harry smiled before turning on his heel. "Now, shall we?"

As an author's note, for those who have requested them, I'm sorry to say that I don't do Smallville, Law and Order, or Star Trek. I also have a massive headache, so I don't know if I can post another one up today, I'll try though.