Author's Note: And so we've reached the end. As I said in the previous chapter, I can kind of see where someone might have thought my version of the Final Battle was a bit of a cop out which I would completely understand since it barely lasted a couple paragraphs. But...the vast majority of the Death Eaters are in their 40s so, take away magic, and you have a group of untrained 40 year olds fighting against a group of 17-30 year olds who have been training in physical combat for nearly a year. Of course the fight didn't last long ;)

I enjoyed writing up this wonderful mashup. I hope you all have enjoyed it as well!

Six Months Later

"So you're sure you don't want to go back to the states?" Ron asked Willow as everyone gathered in the large open space. "Weasley family reunions are just mad."

Willow laughed. "Believe me, I am okay with that. At least you'll all be okay with my witchy tendencies. My family isn't. Except that's wrong now I guess since you are my family."

Ron couldn't help but chuckle too. They'd been surprised but happy when, after the final Battle, Mr. Weasley had been introduced to the red head from California and suddenly remembered an estranged great aunt who had moved to the states when he was young. Said aunt had bore a passing resemblance to Willow and, after some research, Mr. Weasley had found that the aunt had married a man named William Rosenberg, Willow's grandfather.

And now Molly was planning a whole huge reunion so that Willow could meet all of her family from England.

Xander suddenly shot out of the crowd, nearly toppling into the red heads. "Hey! Just cause you're all related doesn't mean you can ignore us."

"Weren't you just sucking face with your girl?" Spike growled. "Last time I checked that involved ignoring everyone else too."

"At least Aurora and I aren't that bad," Xander nodded towards the far wall where a little impromptu fight between Hermione and Draco had dissolved into a little impromptu making out.

Buffy and Dawn walked up towards their friends and noticed the little tongue battle going on between the Witchy Slayer and her Watcher. "Hey! None of that in my training center!" Buffy called out, effectively drawing everyone's attention to the public display of affection.

"Our training center," Spike clarified as Ron walked up to join them. The red head was complaining, once again, about how disgusting it was that Hermione was sleeping with the enemy. ("And your other best friend is sleeping with your sister so there's that!" Dawn couldn't help but cheekily add.)

"Yes, "our" as in the place belongs to the vast majority of the people standing in this room right now," Giles pointed out. "Should we make it all official?" he asked the group.

Buffy, Spike, and Giles stood in the middle of the crowd and Giles cleared his throat to make all the announcements and thank everyone who was attendance.

Everyone, Slayers, witches and wizards couldn't help but smile as they looked at the open space that would be the gym of the new Watcher's Council. The Council was to be headed up by Giles, the rest of the crew from California, and surprisingly enough, Harry, who planned on working with them part time and studying to be an Auror while Hermione and Draco taught Defense, both magical and physical, at Hogwarts. Ron would be working on being an Auror full-time though his friends had a sneaking suspicion he'd also be spending more time with the younger Summers sister. The pair had gotten quite close.

There were many things already planned for the upcoming school year at Hogwarts, things that would have members of the Council visiting Hogwarts and Hogwarts students and Professors visiting the new Watcher's Council. Even the Ministry, recovered now that Voldemort's followers were no more, was interested in the reforms Dumbledore, with the help of Giles, were hoping to instill. Everyone would learn what they could about the worlds they weren't familiar with, in hopes that everyone would feel more at ease with things they didn't understand. The new supernatural world would be one where everyone felt like they belonged be they Slayer, witch, ghost, or ensoulled vampire.

The Big Bad had been defeated. Life continued. And they were prepared for anything.