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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.

MadMarchHare has requested a Harry/Sweets pairing from Bones

Harry Potter slipped into Angela's office just as he saw her leave to find Brennan about the identity of the latest victim that they were working on. His eyes immediately locked onto his boyfriend's form as it stood staring at the blank screen of one of the monitors in the room. Grinning, Harry stepped up behind him and wrapped his arms around Lance, nuzzling his head into the other man's neck.

"Hello love." Harry whispered, pressing a kiss to the exposed skin.

Lance closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly to give Harry better access as he covered Harry's arms with his own. He bit his lip to suppress a moan when teeth scraped just under his jaw. Lance received a soft chuckle in response and a slight squeeze around the waist.

"Harry," Lance murmured as kept his eyes closed. "Shouldn't you be working on something that Dr. Brennan set out for you?"

"The body is currently being stripped of its flesh by some domestic beetles, courtesy of Hodgins of course, so now I have a little time spare for you."

Lance hummed, a smile curving his lips. He was about to say something when a noise outside caused Harry to suddenly pull away and take a step back. Lance quickly turned round to face Harry even as the other man relaxed.

"You don't want anyone to know about us." Lance stated. "Even though we have been together for months."

Harry didn't answer to rebuke the comment right away.

"Are you embarrassed of me, is that it?" Lance asked quietly.

Harry shook his head vehemently, reaching out and pulling the slightly shorter man to him as he glanced to the door to see if Angela was coming back.

"I'm in no way embarrassed of you or our relationship." Harry spoke, tightening his arms around his lover.

"Then why are we hiding it?"

"I don't see why you would want them to know." Harry sighed.

"And I don't see why you'd want to keep it a secret."

Harry didn't answer but span Lance round and pulled him in for a reassuring kiss. There was a moments hesitation before Lance responded, pressing himself against Harry and running one hand through the already messy black hair while the other clung to the green-eyed man's shirt. Harry nibbled the psychologist's bottom lip, teasing him as he sucked gently on it before slipping his tongue past parted lips. Lance moaned as Harry plundered his mouth, stroking and thrusting in and out slightly, mimicking what he really wanted to do to the body held in his arms.

Both men were pulled out from their lust-filled haze by a throat being cleared. Harry quickly pulled away and looked up to meet Angela's shocked gaze.

"Er, hey?" Harry asked, scratching the back of his head nervously.

"Oh, my God."

"Angela..." Lance started, glancing at the space that Harry had created between them.

"You two are... together." She whispered. "I knew it!"

"Huh?" Both men gaped at her.

"Oh, come on." Angela looked at them with raised eyebrows. "You honestly thought that I wouldn't find out?"

Their silence was answer enough. Angela huffed, giving them an offended look.

"Honestly you two." She tutted. "So, when are you going to tell everyone?"

"Uh..." Harry hesitated, catching the hurt and disappointment that flickered across Lance's face.

"Soon," Harry settled on.

Lance looked up at him with surprise.

"Really?"

"Yes." Harry said quietly, closing the gap between them again. "We can tell them soon."

Immediately Lance became weary.

"How soon?"

"Uh-" Harry struggled.

"Why don't you just slip it into conversation?" Angela suggested as she lent against her desk.

Harry nibbled his lip, not sure whether to thank Angela for the suggestion and distracting Lance, or curse her for the idea. He glanced down at the man that he loved, watching as Lance seemingly nodded silently to himself about something.

"That's a great idea," Lance said, giving Harry a warning look in case the man said anything otherwise.

"Uh yeah, okay." Harry agreed with a nervous grin.

"Good." Angela said with a smirk. "Then you can do it now, seeing as everyone is up on the platform."

Harry gaped at her. His boyfriend however straightened up.

Lance turned to Harry and arched a brow. "Shall we then?" he asked.

"After you." Harry gave an exaggerated bow, hiding his hesitation as he followed Lance out into the main area, Angela trailing behind them with anticipation written across her face.

The small group of three caught Brennan, Booth and Hodgins up on the platform, talking about what Hodgins' beetle had found for them.

"Hey guys," Angela said with a wide smile. "You got a minute?"

"It's kind of important." Lance put in.

"Is it to do with the case?" Brennan asked.

"Not exactly..." Harry hedged.

"Look, we have a bad guy to catch, so if you don't mind," Booth said irritably as he made his way past them and motioned for Brennan to follow him.

"But-" Lance started.

"We've got a lead on the case." Booth cut the psychologist off impatiently.

"All right, we can tell you some other time." Lance said as he bit his lip, taking a step back and made to leave.

"Lance..." Harry shot a glare at the normally scary FBI agent.

"Look, it doesn't matter," Lance said.

"Yes it does."

"No, it doesn't."

"Yes. It. Does."

"No it -"

"Oh for the love of God!"

Harry grabbed Lance by the waist and pulled the smaller body against him, using his free hand to tilt Lance's head up, and stared into his eyes. And before anyone on the platform could say anything, Harry dipped his lover back slightly and pressed his lips hard against Lance's, receiving a small gasp in response before hands found their way into his messy black locks.

Amidst the gasps and startled exclamations, mainly from Booth and Hodgins, Angela started clapping, happy that the two finally got the courage to tell everyone else about their relationship. She whistled when Harry straightened up, lips still locked with Lance's; now this was a show.

Good old Harry/Lance pairing :P. The Merlin series finale is on this evening! Can't wait!