Summary: When Buffy ran away to LA she is confronted with a life she never knew about. She is thrown into a world and a war that was always meant to be hers but was stripped from her as a baby.
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Harry Potter. This story is just for entertainment value and nothing more.
Timeline: After Season 2 of Buffy and starts where book 5 of Harry Potter would have started but after those points this story is completely AU. Harry and Buffy are both 16 (before you say anything I know this is wrong according to the show and books but this is my story and it fits my purpose better if they are 16)
Pairing: Harry/Buffy, Hermione/Ron, Willow/Oz and Xander/Cordelia
In a small restaurant in LA a petite blonde girl was idly waiting behind the counter, her nametag read Anne but in reality her name is Buffy Summers. She was lost in her own memories of the friends and family she abandoned because she just couldn't face going back after all that had happened there, all that she had been through.... She admonished herself for her train of thought. As she pulled herself out of her thoughts she noticed a customer walk in prestigiously
"What can I get you sir?" Buffy inquires from her position in front of the table.
"Anne, is it? Well I would like a cup of tea if you would please?" The gentleman drawled with an eloquent British accent that reminded her of Giles.
"Sure thing. I will be right back with that tea," Buffy replies as she jotted down his request and walked away.
Buffy started boiling water for his tea. As the water boiled Buffy took in the man's appearance. He had long whitish blonde hair and piercing silver eyes that were extremely cold and hard. He looked almost aristocratic, she might have even said royal. He watches her closely and it was putting her on edge, she didn't like the look in his eyes. He was looking her up and down appreciatively it was making her feel dirty.
The kettle started to hiss indicating that the water was boiling and indeed ready. She grabbed a teacup, saucer and a couple of tea bags, so she could prepare the tea for the man. As she was finishing she walked the teacup and saucer over to the man.
"Here you go sir. Is there anything else I can get for you?" Buffy asked in the most polite voice she could possible muster with the wiggins he was giving her.
"No, Buffy, that will be fine," The man said with a malicious smile on his face.
Buffy was starting to walk away when she noticed that he used her real name. She cautiously turned around to peer at the man curiously, trying to place if she had ever seen the man before. She was sure that she would have recognized the man if she had, he wasn't the most ordinary looking of people with his hair and eyes, not to mention the weird black...was that a dress? Is he really wearing a dress? How did she not notice that before?
"Do I know you? How did you know my name?" She questioned in a low deadly voice and with a glare that any normal baddie she fought would have been fleeing from.
"Well it is your name is it not? My lord had requested that I find you and bring you to him," The man said with a wicked look on his face as he drew out his thin...STICK.
"Are you kidding me you are trying to threaten me with a STICK of all things. I have faced bigger, scarier things then you and your stick. I would recommend you turn and walk away now, after leaving a very generous tip that is, before I get really cranky," She stated with a scowl on her face.
The man was pointing that damn stick at her with a what sounded like a Latin word leaving his lips 'Stupefy' then a bright light shot from his stick straight at Buffy who dodged it with ease rolling to the side. When the front door to the restaurant flew open allowing the entrance of a group of people. The one that caught her eye was an older man with long white hair with a matching long white beard, who hummed with power. He was also wearing a dress that was a deep blue with silver stars and moons adorning it in different places.
"Well, Lucius, it is a strange coincidence that we should run into one another here?" The old wizened man said.
"Dumbledore," The man that was referred to as Lucius practically hissed threw clenched teeth," I was just enjoying a cup of tea that miss Summers brought me."
"Okay, enough how the hell do you know who I am?" Buffy basically screamed. Causing all the occupants of the restaurant to stop and look upon the scene in front of them.
As the attention was focused on Buffy, Lucius apparated away with a 'pop'. Buffy quickly turned to the spot Lucius was standing with a wide-eyed expression on her face.
"Where did he go?" She demanded of the group standing off to the left. A faint 'Silencio' could be heard in the back ground, at that moment Buffy felt a surge of power course through the air. As if nothing happened the remaining occupants of the restaurant turned back to doing whatever they were doing before hand.
The one that was called Dumbledore stepped forward but thought wiser of it as Buffy fell into a fighting stance. "He apparated, disappeared," Dumbledore quickly corrected himself when he caught a glimpse of Buffy's expression.
"Ok lets just forget the fact that a guy just disappeared and move on to who the hell you are? Why are you here? And what did he want with me?" She retorted back in a tone that left no room for argument.
"Oh of course how rude of me, I plum forgot the introduction in the excitement. My name is Albus Dumbledore; I am the Headmaster of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizarding. This kind man to my left is Arthur Weasley, who works in Misuse of Muggle Artifacts office for the Ministry of Magic. The man directly to his left is Remus Lupin, who is the Professor of DADA also known as the Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts," Dumbledore paused to gather a breathe, "Finally the man to Remus's left is Alastor Moody, former Auror for the Ministry of Magic and all of us are members of the Order of the Phoneix a secret organization of wizards who are trying to bring the downfall of Voldemort," Buffy noted two things first she noticed that every member of the strange group flinched, besides Dumbledore himself, at the mention of this name. Secondly she noticed the man named Alastor Moody who looked like he had been through a few too many battles, with a wooden leg and scars all over his face, not to mention the weird ball in his eye socket that was spinning wildly with what appeared to be no direction, "He is an evil wizard in our community that is trying to take over the wizarding community, getting rid of any muggle born or mixed blooded witches or wizards and now appears to have an intrest in you my dear, whew that was quite an explanation," He finished with a kind smile.
Buffy backed up until the backs of her knees clashed with a chair and heavily sank into the object with a sigh. She weary looked up at the wizened, she quessed wizard, "So you guys are some type of wizards, with the mojo and everything?" She asked in a quite and tired voice.
"Yes we are," Remus was the one to speak this time.
"Neat, but why would this Voldemort want me? I don't do magic that's Willows thing," Buffy said almost desperately she was trying to hide from this type of situation. If she wanted this she would have stayed in Sunnydale with her friends and family. She ran away because she couldn't handle anything like this right now, not after Angel.... Though she knew the answer she just was hoping against hope that they didn't know the truth about one Buffy Anne Summers.
"ANNE," a fat guy bellowed for her, "What are you doing you better start getting to work or you are fired, so help me.:"
"Sir, if I could interject her, I believe 'Anne' will be quitting," Arthur stated.
At that the group of men escorted Buffy out of the restrurant.
"My dear you know very well why Voldemort would want you, you are The Slayer after all," Dumbledore quitely spoke as they walked down the street right in the direction of her dingy little apartment. He continued in a sad tone, "What you may not know is, although you may have been raised muggle you are a witch, a powerful witch. I am sorry to have to be the one to inform you of this news but you are adopted. Annabel, your biological mother, I am afraid died years ago in a battle of the first war against Voldemort."
Buffy abruptly stopped, "No that can't be true my mother would have told me I was adopted. You must have the wrong girl. Secondly magic and me are like un-mixy things."
Dumbldore smiled softly at her unique speech, "Your mother does not know, she had a spell cast upon her to make her believe you were hers," Dumbledore hestiantly stated.
At that Buffy quickly rounded on the group with fury in her eyes, "What do you mean she was under a spell. You are telling me the only reason my parents cared for me is a SPELL," She bursted out with unshed tears in her eyes. At the sympathy in their eyes she instantly knew that it was the truth. Instead of dealing with the abundant information, she turned and ran away. The new information was just too much for Buffy to take in right now, especially in her already fragile state of mind what with everything that happened in Sunnydale.
:"That poor girl, Albus are you sure it is wise to bring her into this. She has such a fighting spirit but it is obvious she has been through an ordeal recently, it is in her eyes a grave sadness. Her eyes are aged well beyond her years. Do you really want to tell her that she is the unwanted child of a woman who was raped by an evil wizard. You might ruin the last bit of her that is left," Remus questioned.
"Remus my dear friend, she is stronger then she looks. She can handle a lot in fact she has already dealt with far more then her fair share. She will take this in stride, in due time. Besides Annabel might not have wanted her to beginning with, but she indeed loved Buffy with a passion that only a mother could. I just dread telling her that her father is non-other then Voldemort himself, and I hope that he never finds out. Right now he thinks she is just The Slayer nothing more," Dumbledore stated in a grave voice. "Not to mention that if she comes back to our world like we want, and I am positive she will, she might not be welcomed with opened arms because of who her father is. It is sad to say the least that such a heroine like Buffy Anne Summers will be ostracized because of him. Yet, this in turn will be something that she can take. Not only will she take it with her chin held high, she will still lay down her very life if need be to help the same people who will judge her with out thinking twice."