Chapter 15 is up it is more like an interlude than anything, but the info in it is important! I'll have a longer Xander or Harry based chapter tomorrow. The ending of the last chapter surprised me too, but I can't take it back and I don't really want to.

So, someone implied that I have next to no plot. It wasn't a flame more like a statement. A very, very true statement. I really don't have a plot besides Xander and Harry ending up together…I'll probably cook something up though. It wont be all mush and gush it needs some sort of action. I hope you guys enjoy the chapter.

Henny1991 I would like to hug you.

I do not own Harry potter or Buffy the vampire slayer

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Chapter 15

Halfrek POV

The vengeance demon of children had been watching Harry Potter from the moment he could talk. She saw all of the abuse, the manipulations and the lies. She saw the beatings, the betrayals and the tears. She saw him being abandoned again and again by people he loved. She saw his aunt leave him to die; in fact Halfrek was the reason why he had not died that night.

Halfrek knew that her time was running out. Harry would soon be seen as an adult in his world and she would not be able to grant a wish for him anymore. So, she had been hovering by him for the last three months, watching waiting.

She was pissed at Xander when he hurt Anya's feeling, but disappointed that Anya herself had caused the break up. At the same time she was happy when Harry met Xander. She knew Xander was faithful and would care for the boy and love him. Harry had never been loved, not since his parents' death. Not really anyways. That boy Cedric did not return Harry's feelings and Sirius had transferred his love from his best friend James to Harry.

Halfrek had been sure that she would never hear Harry say the words 'I wish' she was sure that Anya's past occupation would come into question. However, Anya was never mentioned. She was still a sore spot with Xander. She had also expected Xander to tell Harry all of the rules of the Hellmouth, but he hadn't. Not really. He had given Harry the basics, but he had forgotten to inform him of vengeance demons. Of that, Halfrek was glad.

The moment she heard Harry say 'I wish' she had granted it. It was easy to twist the wish to suit her need for vengeance. The Dursleys would pay and Harry would only benefit. Harry had wished that he knew how to put up wards and well, what comes up must come down. Harry was given a knew affinity for and basic knowledge of various rune magics to get him started and the wards that protected the Dursleys from being found by the death eaters failed.

She had made it so they were completely unable to give away Harry's location. Torture and legilimency nothing would work. She had enjoyed their screams of terror and pain, she had watched coldly as they had died painfully. They had deserved it after all.

Harry POV

Harry continued on with no knowledge of what was occurring on the other side of the world. He had not felt the effects of Halfrek's power so he did not know something monumental had occurred. He found a pawn shop easily enough and the man behind the counter had no problem with buying Harry's stuff. After being asked the man had even given him the location of the electric company and a guy who was good at forging identities. The man questioned nothing and waved at Harry cheerily as he walked out the door. Harry thought he was creepy and possibly a serial killer. Well, as long as he wasn't bothering Harry, Xander or Xander's friends Harry didn't really care.

Was that so wrong of him? He wasn't sure. He thought it might have been, but when he checked his occulmency shields he wasn't repressing anything. Maybe he just did not really care. Harry shook his head.

Using the money he had gotten from the pawn shop Harry paid the bills to keep his new home's utilities on, they asked no questions just accepted the cash, and he then found the man who could get him a few papers. He had been asked basic questions, nothing too personal and in less than five minutes Harry had a shiny new driver's license, the deed to his home, and all sort of miscellaneous paper work. The man who made it all requested that Harry forget this little visit unless he was sending business his way. Harry readily agreed.

Harry went back to the house and spent the rest of his time cleaning it up. Sheets, comforters, old food and clothes had been tossed or donated and Harry had went through some things and set them aside so he could pawn them when needed. He still had a bit of money from earlier, the utility bills and the papers had been surprisingly cheap. He figured that since people were dying all the time the homes and apartments were cheap in order to get new people to move in. He guessed that had also extended to no questions asked on some fronts. Well, he had no problem with that it just made things easier for him.

"It's not that I don't care that people are dying, it's just… I'm no hero. Not anymore. I'll help with the 'Big Bads', the littler bads and the vampires and stuff. I just don't want to be expected to do everything. To make everything right. Besides, that guy in the pawn shop was really helpful." Sometimes Harry was disturbed by his own thoughts.

Harry lost track of time. He didn't mean to really. It just sort of happened. One minute he was scrubbing the bathroom tub and the next thing he knew he was finished cleaning the whole house. Not that it's a bad thing of course. No, the bad thing was that it was dark outside. He couldn't go out there, not with knowing what lay right outside his doors at night. In fact, he would have been fine with just settling in for the night on the couch, or downstairs browsing through the books if not for Xander. Because he was positive that Xander was freaking out right now and Harry, sweet idiotic Harry did not have his phone number.

"Oh bugger."

Xander POV

Alexander 'Xander' Lavelle Harris was freaking out. Harry had promised he would be back by dark, but it was dark and Harry wasn't here and there were monsters and bad things out there and Harry was really cute and innocent looking and-

"Oh god"

Xander ran out the door with a stake. He needed to save his innocent Harry from perverted, boy loving demons. It had not occurred to him that he had no idea where Harry was. Then again, Xander was never accused of being the smartest in the bunch.

He racked his brain trying to figure out where Harry said he would be before he realized in dismay that Harry had never said exactly where he lived. Xander grew agitated and anxious. He was afraid that Harry had been hurt. Harry was a smart kid, but he was worried that Harry would try to get back to Xander's house in order to pacify his fears.

Was he overacting? Maybe. Okay, so he was. He was definitely overacting he needed to take a deep breath, calm down and go back to his house and hope for the best. He would not be able to find Harry if he was holed up in an unknown house somewhere.

"Breathe Xander breathe. In. Out. In. Out." And before Xander even realized what he was doing and could talk himself out of it he reached down deep inside himself and pulled the hyena to the surface. He should be able to track Harry this way.

Xander's entire posture changed. He seemed to stand up taller and straighter and his movements became surer. If any baddies wanted to mess with Xander tonight they would take one look at him and walk in the opposite directions hastily. Xander was a predator tonight, not something you should fuck with and they did not want to become his prey.

He stalked the street of Sunnydale with a green sheen on his eyes and sniffing for his prey. Harry.

Harry POV

For some reason he could not quite understand Harry was nervous. Not anxious, not angry at himself for forgetting the time, but nervous. He paced his living room waiting. For what he did not know.

He jumped as he heard a firm knock on the door. He approached the door cautiously and looked through the peephole. Xander stood outside. Harry gaped for a moment before opening the door.

"Xander I-"Harry gave a small surprised cry as Xander shoved him completely inside the house and shut the door behind him. Harry took in Xander's appearance with apprehension was this what he had meant by hyena?

Xander POV

Xander was angry, relieved and completely out of control. His hold of the hyena had lessened when he saw the small green eyed boy standing inside the door and he felt a small bit of guilt when he shoved Harry inside of the house. But he couldn't help it dammit! The need to protect Harry was too strong, Harry had not been fully claimed by Xander as pack and every instinct inside him clamored for him to do it. Now.

He stood and closed his eyes trying to take deep calming breaths. He would not, could not do this. Not this way. He didn't want Harry to be afraid of him. He had seen that Harry had been hurt far more than he had let on. He didn't want to be one of the people that had hurt him especially when he had sworn to always be there for him.

Xander clenched his jaw and with a huge amount of effort Xander forced his instincts, his need to claim Harry right here and right now, away. He felt them lessen and he had thought himself to be successful, until he opened his eyes.

Harry stood there clearly nervous, but not afraid. He watched Xander with concern and looked as if he wanted to help the other boy somehow, but knew that he would only exacerbate his plight. His beautiful emerald green eyes held something that Xander just couldn't quite identify. Seeing this too small, black haired boy look at him that way…his control snapped.

Xander had Harry pressed against the wall before either of them could blink.

I'm very evil mwuahahahaha! Who wants Harry and Xander to kiss in the next scene? I'm not sure what I'm going to do with it yet…I guess we'll see.