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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/CSI: New York/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.

ImmortalRoseOfTheThorns has requested... Harry/Oz from Buffy The Vampire Slayer

"See you later, Harry!" One of the jocks said with a smirk and a salute.

Harry grinned and waved, walking backwards and away from the small group that had converged outside by the picnic tables. They weren't that bad to hang around with. Admittedly they did pick on some of his friends, like Xander for example, but the jocks were always good for a laugh.

He turned back to face where he was heading, aiming to go to the Library and see the gang, when he caught sight of Oz heading his way at a brisk pace. Harry frowned. Oz had started to act increasingly weird over the past few weeks, since he had become a werewolf. He had become distant with his girlfriend Willow, more withdrawn, and had taken to show up wherever Harry was. Harry should have felt creeped out by the borderline stalker-like behaviour, but he wasn't. As strange as it seemed, Harry felt... comforted that Oz was close by. Right now however, Harry wasn't feeling all that safe at the angry look on the redhead's face. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous at his friends' strange behaviour when he noticed Oz's eyes were dark and his posture was tense. The raven-haired teen swallowed hard when Oz reached him and gave a growl, forcing Harry to back himself up against the wall.

"Oz?" Harry questioned hesitantly. "Oz - look, this isn't - what are you - Oz?"

The redhead moved in close, body against Harry's. Normally light green eyes stared into Harry's own emeralds challenging, daring the black haired teenager to continue with whatever train of thought had gripped him.

"Oz - I don't understand." Harry licked his lips nervously, briefly drawing Oz's attention to the nervous gesture.

"Don't you?" Oz hissed.

Harry shook his head quickly, looking down at the embroidered logo on the other male's shirt to avoid his penetrative gaze.

"Well then, let me tell you." Oz snapped. "You are mine."

"Wha-"

"I am tired of you avoiding me and flirting with everyone who's in your immediate vicinity." Harry opened his mouth in protest again, despite the fact that Oz had cornered him into a wall and was almost glaring down at him furiously. "AND," Oz continued loudly while giving Harry a warning look, "I have had enough."

"Then what are you going to do?" Harry found himself asking before he could think about it.

"Something that I should have done from the start." Oz said pressing against Harry more firmly.

"But what about Willow?" Harry gasped, struggling to find something to knock some sense back into Oz. Obviously the werewolf had lost his marbles.

"I broke up with her." Oz answered, his face softening a little. "Willow is upset, obviously, but she understands."

At least that made one of them, Harry thought, feeling a little light-headed when Oz leaned in closer so that their lips were close enough so that if he wanted, Harry could tilt his head back a little and brush his mouth against Oz's.

"What happens now, then?" Harry inquired instead, voice holding a touch of breathlessness.

"Now?" Oz raised his hand and placed a finger under Harry's chin. "I make you mine."

Before Harry could say anything, Oz ducked his head and kissed him.

Oh.

Harry's eyes fluttered closed of their own accord and his body relaxed into Oz's, feeling a hand slip to his waist and pull him tight against the werewolf's body. Harry parted his lips and allowed Oz's tongue to invade him, dominating his mouth almost roughly but with no small amount of passion. Soon Harry's hands found themselves tangled in Oz's red hair, drawing a pleased rumble from the other youth who nibbled Harry's bottom lip and pulled back a little so that they could catch their breaths.

"Wow." Harry panted, his lips moving lightly against Oz's.

Oz didn't answer. His eyes were still closed and he was breathing heavily through his nose, as if to also inhale Harry's scent along with calming himself down. Harry watched him for a moment, then he ran a finger along Oz's jaw, the pad stroking the skin gently.

"What happens now?" Harry asked quietly, causing Oz to blink and look down at him. "I mean, we kissed and you broke up with Willow..."

"I'd say that we're together." Oz said when Harry trailed off nervously. "And I don't want to hear any different."

Harry answered him with a brilliant smile and pulled his head down for another deep kiss.

Another one done. Now, I'm hesitantly putting out the idea of doing Harry/CSI: New York pairings for this series. I've only watched a handful of episodes but I rather like it. What do you guys think?