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The story takes place in an alternate universe where Xander’s mother is keeping a secret from him and he’s been keeping one from everyone. In my story Jessica Harris was never married. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ REVENGE OF THE SON~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Xander and Jesse slowly walked to his house as Xander thought back on the events of the nights and the year he couldn’t believe how much his life had changed. When Buffy had arrived in town he found he wasn’t alone in his fight against the dark. He had always known that there had to be others out there fighting like him but to actually meet someone like that was like a weight being lifted off his shoulders. Then when he saved Jesse from the Vampires that night, exposing his secret to him, it brought them closer than ever before. Jesse’s deciding to continue the fight with him, leading Xander to training Jesse how to use a sword. With his new ability with a sword Jesse found common ground with Buffy and was even able to start, what Xander hope would be a long happy relationship with each other.
As Xander pondered his new life a powerful scream erupted from his house. Forgetting the door was even there he barreled through knocking it of his hinges. To his surprise his was greeted with a masked man hovering over his mother waving a stick at her. Before he knew what he was doing a knife flew from the sheath on his back and into the temple of the masked man. As the man dropped from the blow Xander raced forward to his mother’s side and scooped her up into his arms. The moment he touched her he could tell something wasn’t right.
Jesse ran after Xander yelling, “Hey bro where are you going?”
As Xander placed her in the car very gently he handed a set of keys to his friend. “Board the front door up and lock the rest of the house up.” As he ran around the car he paused once again. “Don’t call anybody. This doesn’t involve the normal police. I’ll be back once I get her to a hospital.” Getting in the car he screeched out of the driveway and into the night leaving a very confused and worried friend behind.
Xander pulled up in front of an old warehouse on the old dock district of LA. Picking up his mother he quickly made his way to the front door and recalled an old rhyme. “For those of us in need, open up this door for me” Slowly the door shimmered and opened to reveal a bustling hospital.
It hadn’t taken the doctors long to see Xander cradling his mother’s body. Soon they were in an examine room looking her over. “Do you know what spell was cast?” a nurse yelled.
“No. I stopped him from casting another one though.” Xander said with a shaken voice. “His body is on our living room floor along with his wand.”
As the nurse nodded and headed outside the room to speak with an officer, the doctor made his way around to Xander. “Sir, physically she is fine, but for some reason she’s not waking up she’s in a coma and were no better at waking people up from them, then a muggle doctor.”
“So what do we do?” Xander asked.
“We can place her in a room and wait. Unfortunately that’s all we can do in a situation like this.” The doctor pulled up a clip board and quietly continued. “Does your mother have any insurance?”
“No but I’ll pay for her expenses.” Xander reached into his pocket and pulled out a small bag of coins. “This should pay for the first week, including the extra security for her room.”
“I want round the clock security on her room. Someone tried to kill her and I won’t let it happen again.” Xander turned and walked right into the officer assigned to the case.
“Sir if you have a moment we need to talk.” When Xander got into a private room the man started to talk again. “Son, I’m sorry about your mother there was a leak in the Agency and her whereabouts were leaked.” At the confused look Xander was shooting him the officer continued. “I’m part of a witness relocation program formed to protect witches and wizards that testify against dark wizards. Your mother testified against Lord Voldermort and her death was faked and she was placed into protective custody.”
“She never told me. I didn’t know she was a witch until you just said something.” Xander whispered. It was Xander’s turn to answer a confused look. “You placed us on the Hellmouth. When you find a useful talent you embrace it. I’m registered with the American Magical Congress.”
“I’m sorry I assumed she was the one that told you. Anyway, there’s more.“ Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a small envelope. “This letter was updated weekly in case something ever happened to your mother. She had things you needed to know that she felt she should tell you.”
Xander grabbed the letter and nodded as the officer told him he would wait outside. Opening the seal on the envelope the voice of his mother poured out; My Dearest Alexander, I’m sorry that this letter has reached you under these circumstances but I had no choice but to hide the truth from you. I could tell when you turned ten and started using magic to help people that it wouldn’t be long before you start fighting against the creatures of the night that plague our town. I also noticed rather quickly that your brand of magic was different than anything I had ever seen. I feared that if you knew the truth you would run off to save you cousin so I hid the truth from you. However if you are reading this it is time for me to tell you the truth. My name is Jessica Ann Potter. My brother James and his wife were killed years ago by the same man that forced me into hiding. They had a son who survived and I wish I could have taken him in. His name is Harry and he is the spitting image of his father. I know that if this letter has reached you it will be because a death eater had found us. I know you will stop at nothing and there is nothing I could say that would stop you from finding them. However I must ask you not to go after Voldermort directly. Protect you cousin and Voldermort will come to you. His ego is to big not to go after the one that got away. I’ll always love you mom.
Xander closed the envelope and frowned it was time to take care of his family. Stepping outside the officer met him with Xander’s money bag and another envelope. “Your mom said you would come asking for this one day and I think that today is the day.” Xander saw his mother being moved and started to say something when the officer stopped him. “We’re taking her somewhere more secure and away from here the doctors are having their memories erased and you will be the only one outside of the agency who knows we she is. Good luck son, and good speed.”
Xander watched the officer go and looked at his hands. In them was his money bag with a business card for the officer and a letter of acceptance to Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry.
The next morning Jesse arrived at Xander’s house to find the door fixed and a note with his named attached. Bro, Sorry I didn’t say goodbye but I had to leave quickly. I’ll be back, but I don’t know when. Tell the girls I love them and tell Giles not to try and find me. If he is as connected as I think, he’ll know why I left. You’re the Heart of the group now. Your Brother, Alexander Potter Black
Jesse folded the note and placed it into his pocket. Hopefully Giles would be able to figure this out. He looked up at the sky and made a silent prayer. “God protect him and whoever he’s saving this time.”
London seemed nice, but Diagon Alley was amazing. Xander was use to the American wizardry communities that just blended in with the muggle communities, but this was completely different. Everywhere he looked there was something magical going on. Looking at his clothes and then at the robes of the wizards he also felt a bit under dressed. Looking for a clothes shop he quickly walked down the alley and just as he caught sight of one he felt like he walked right into a wall and fell over something.
Looking around he saw a girl giving him the dirtiest look in the world. “Um, I guess an apology is in order.” He said.
“Yes I guess it is.” She replied as she began to stand back up.
Xander stood up stared at her. “Well I’m waiting” he said.
“Your waiting, you ran into me.” Xander could tell she wasn’t happy.
“Well yeah but only because you were standing here, if you weren’t I wouldn’t have bumped into you in the first place.” Xander respond.
As she torn into a plethora of words that were meant to cut him into shreds he just smiled. Then all of a sudden she stopped and punched him in the arm. “Ow, what’s that for.” Xander tried to say without laughing.
“You were messing with me, weren’t you? That’s just mean.” She responded.
“Yes I was.”Xander quickly shoot up his arms as she reeled back for another punch. “Wait. I apologize for my most heinous behavior and humbly request that I can escort you to lunch.” He said in his best English accent.
Xander bowed ever so slightly and caught a blush growing on the girl’s checks. “Fine it’s the least you can do to make up for pushing me down.”
Xander straightened up and gave her a serious look. “Really it was that easy.” She looked at him with an inquisitive look. “Well I guess it’s time to change my approach. If all I have to do to get a date with a pretty girl is knock her down then it’s back to the third grade for me. Next I’ll pull you hair so you know I like you.”
She punched him in the arm again but this time she was trying to hold back her laughter so much Xander just grabbed her other hand and took off to the closest pub, and it wasn’t until they were halfway through their first drink before they said another word.
“So I just realized I’m on a lunch date with a complete stranger.” Xander said.
“It’s not a date it’s just a lunch meeting for knocking me down.” She stated firmly. “And My name is Hermione Granger, and you are?”
“Call it what you want but when I tell my friends this story I’ll tell them about how I met a girl and went on a date all within five minutes.” Xander said as he took a sip. “And the name is Xander.”
“Just Xander how dreadfully sad that you were cursed with only a first name.” she said in a very sarcastic tone.
“Fine my name is Alexander Black. Happy?” His smile was interrupted by a look of dread on her face. “Ok either someone really mean looking is standing behind me, or you really don’t like my name.”
Hermione quickly shook her head and tried to explain. “No please don’t think that. It’s just that Black is a very famous name and there aren’t many with the name around here.”
“Really, wow.” Xander said sitting back. “It’s my father’s family name but I couldn’t tell you anything else. Shoot I couldn’t even tell you his first name.”
“How’s that. Surely he told you or your mother’s name.”
Xander leaned forward and looked into her eyes and in truth he found no malice in them at all. She seemed generally confused that he didn’t know his father. “My mother raised me to be a muggle. The most I know about her past as a witch is that she went to Hogwarts. Which is why I going to be trying to go there myself.” He said as he held up and invitation. “The only reason I know his name is Black is because my mother’s name is the same as my middle name.”
Hermione reached up for the invitation ad nearly passed out when she read the name. “Who was your mother?”
“Jessica Potter, why?”
Hermione laid the invitation down and start to make her way back towards Diagon Alley. Xander grabbed his stuff and quickly followed her. “Hermione, what’s wrong?”
She stopped and stared at him with tears of anger streaming down her face. “You wasted you time. I won’t tell you anything about Harry or Sirius, so you can quit playing games.” Before he could respond she sent a vicious slap across his face. “Next time you want information just ask for it. Playing with someone’s emotions just pisses them off.”
Xander watched her storm off wondering what the hell happened. The only good thing that came of all this is he might have gotten the name of his father or at least another relative. Xander walk silently to his stores to buy whatever else he needed for school and made a stop buy Gringots. Xander shivered at the thought of working with goblins but he had to remind himself that they weren’t exactly the same.
Hermione had returned to the Weasley’s school shopping spree with tears in her eyes. Ron and Harry looked beyond pissed, when they saw her in that state. It took them all day and it wasn’t until Molly drug what happened out that they found out about the guy. After hearing the news Molly quickly left the room to tell the other adults.
Ron couldn’t understand why Hermione was so upset but Harry knew. In the space of a few minutes she had opened herself up to this bloody arse and he crushed her when she wasn’t ready for it. After the previous year at the tournament and with the return of Voldermort it was hard to let someone new in. And when they did it just hurt all the more when they betrayed you. Harry looked over his shoulder at Hermione and frowned. He never really thought about how hard it was for her to be strong all the time. She was his rock, his foundation. When bad things happened she was there supporting him every step of the way. Maybe this was the preverbal straw that broke the camel’s back.
As he stood there with his two best friends in the whole world something from the other room caught their attention. Harry and Ron moved towards the door followed by a now quiet Hermione when they reach the hallway the other teenagers were staring into the kitchen listening to what Harry could only imagine was a fight.
“You should have told me there was a chance.” Harry heard Sirius scream.
Dumbledore frowned and quietly replied. “I scryed for weeks and couldn’t find him. I thought it was a mistake and went to burn the invitation when a gust of wind carried it away and out my window. If I had thought that you had a son out there or that Jessica was alive I would never had stopped looking.”
Sirius stopped scream and started crying. “I could have a son out there.”
Hermione pushed past the others and entered the room. “You mean there really is someone named Jessica Potter?”
Molly rushed over to her side. “No dear he was probably was just lying to you. You said yourself he was asking about Harry and Sirius.”
“No he wasn’t. In fact when I think back on it he was shocked that I had ever heard of his last name or Harry.” Her face looked dreadful as she realized she completely overreacted. “Sirius I’m sorry.”
Sirius quickly recovered and grabbed Hermione. “Think nothing of it darling. It was our fault for not telling you or the others.” Holding Hermione he looked up at Harry. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about your Aunt Jessica. The pain of losing her just hurt so much.”
“I understand.” Harry said. In truth he was furious, but he was being the rock and foundation his friend needed. She didn’t need to know how pissed he was. She just needed to have a friend who understood. He’d deal with the fact that he had more family that no one told him about, later.
The rest of the week went by quickly for Harry. Once they were alone Harry and Sirius fought over how he was lied to again. Then when the yelling was over Sirius pulled out and old photo album and told him all about his Aunt Jessica. As far as this Alexander is concerned he would deal with him as soon as school started.
Xander trudged up the road way towards Hogwarts, mumbling the whole way. First he had missed the train in London and then the floo trip to Hogsmeade was quick but then there were no rides from the town to the school. So he missed the arrival and probably the sorting ceremony. About half way to the castle he noticed something move out the corner of his eye. As he turned to face in that direction three men stepped out.
Xander smiled and placed his bag down. “So I guess you aren’t from the castle.”
The man in the center of the three stepped forward with an evil grin. “We were contracted to complete a task that no one else seemed capable of. We figured we would start with you since your mother seems to like to hide.”
Xander frowned and slid out of his trench coat. As his coat hit the ground the assassins noticed two swords on him. “You see if you had only threatened me I might have let you live.” Drawing his swords he stepped forward and continued. “But when you started talking about family you crossed a line.”
Xander held both his swords in the ready position. The last thing he needs to do was cast this close to the school. Any real combat spells might attract a teacher and then that would just be one more person in danger. The two flaking man drew swords and closed in on him quickly. Xander quickly moved ducking under their blades and slicing them across their middle. As the doubled over in pain he drove his blades straight down through their hearts. As he looked up at the last assassin he felt the shot before he heard it. Falling to his knees he could feel the burning in his chest.
“They were right about you. You are far more dangerous than anyone would think.” The man turned to look at the rising moon. “And soon Hogwarts will lie in ruins. You see while we waited to attack you out here we couldn’t be sure that you hadn’t already made it to the school so we hired a few vampires to make snack cakes out of the students. It’s seems it was over kill to send them now but hey a little mayhem never hurts the business.”
As the man aimed the gun at Xander’s head he never saw the branch floating behind him. It wasn’t until it had floated straight throw him. Staring at the hole in his chest he looked back up at Xander and frowned. “Maybe it wasn’t over kill.”
As the man collapsed Xander quickly began chanting a teleportation spell. To his surprise he appeared outside of the main hall.