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This story is No. 4 in the series "Extras for 'Love Is ...'". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: They didn't know it, but they were being watched by others in the room. What do those others see? And what will those others do? A series of short scenes about the other pairings in the "Love is ..." series. Will have (implied) SLASH and HET pairings.

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Harry Potter > Multiple PairingsCorruptedSmileFR18109,0050305,2659 Jun 1016 Jul 10Yes

NOTE: This chapter is rated FR13

Wesley/Percy II

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything you recognise, I probably do own everything you don’t recognise and I’m not profiting in any way from this story.

‘B:tVS’ belongs to Joss Whedon and others. ‘HP’ belongs to J.K. Rowling and others.

Pairing: Wesley/Percy

Crossover: B:tVS/Harry Potter

Rating: FR13

Part of? Part of the ‘Extras for Love is ...’ series. Part 3.

Spoilers: Let’s just make this spoilers for all B:tVS seasons, okay? And for all the Harry Potter books as well. Some things I’ll keep, some things I won’t.

Summary: They didn’t know it, but they were being watched by others in the room. What do those others see? And what will those others do?

What’s this? Further development of the other pairings in a few short scenes. Set during the Christmas dinner in part three of the ‘Love is ...’ series.


Story: Seeing is believing. And believing is taking action.

Wesley/Percy II:

December 25th, Rose Cottage, Christmas dinner

Having decided on meddling in other people’s love lives—Percy’s and Wesley’s in this case—Cordelia started to cross the room.

‘Eyes on the *cough* prize.’ She grimaced. ‘As much as Wesley and Percy can be considered to be a prize, anyway.’ She looked at the two obviously in love men. ‘At least they seem to think they got their hands on the biggest jackpot of their lives. Oh, well, to each their own, I guess. Give me a non-geek anytime.’

While she was walking across to the room in Wesley and Percy’s direction, she noticed that apparently she wasn’t the only one who thought that those two needed a little push, because Faith and Dawn were walking steadily in their direction as well.

Cordelia smirked. ‘They are probably out to laugh at the poor unfortunate souls who are about to get a tongue-lashing from me.’


Having seen Cordelia start to walk in the direction of the geeks known as Percy and Wesley, Faith decided to abandon the absolutely fascinating conversation she had been having with Mrs. Weasley about the advantages of using Chinese chopsticks for eating as opposed to eating with knife and fork. Conclusion of the entire fifteen minutes of her life she had wasted? There were no advantages to eating with chopsticks.

‘Well, Chinese chopsticks are actually good for one thing: they make excellent mini-stakes for fighting the evil, undead creatures of the night. Not to mention that you can easily hide them in all sorts of interesting places. Probably best that I didn’t start talking about all the places I’ve hidden them on me. I’m sure that she’s not ready for that kind of information.’ Faith smirked. ‘It would have been entertaining to see her reaction to my sharing that piece of juicy information, though.’ She noticed the determined stride Cordelia had going on. ‘Oh, I just know that trouble is brewing.’ Faith grinned broadly. ‘All those in favour of following the troublemaking ex-Sunnydale cheerleader instead of listening to Mrs. Weasley tale, raise your hands—and then start walking in the right direction.’ Mentally raising her hands—yes, both of them—Faith started to walk.


Politely excusing herself from the interesting conversation she had been having with Bill, Dawn started to walk towards the couch Percy and Wesley were sitting on. Even from all the way across the room, Dawn had recognised the twinkle in Cordelia’s eyes. The twinkle that spoke of soon-to-be bluntly delivered words to someone who hadn’t been expecting it.

She looked at Percy and Wesley and knew immediately why Cordelia was walking towards them. ‘It’s about damn time that someone kicked their butts into gear. That whole dancing around each other thing is so passé that it’s not even funny anymore. Percy and Wesley need to get their act together before someone decides to make sure that they stay together forever. Forever as in in the afterlife.’


Wesley groaned the minute he caught sight of the three young women who were walking in his direction. Well, his and Percy’s direction.

“What’s wrong?” Percy asked quietly, putting his hand on one of Wesley’s. He looked at the sudden pale pallor his—whatever—got after seeing something in front of him. “Wesley? Are you feeling okay? You look really pale all of a sudden.” ‘What on earth did he see that made him look this bad?”

“Nothing’s wrong, Percy,” Wesley answered, trying to smile at the other man to reassure him. He noticed that his smile spectacularly failed to reassure the other man, however, so he quickly continued with an explanation, “It’s just that I see humiliation and embarrassment for me in the near future.” Wesley smiled at the confused look Percy wore. “Cordelia, Faith and Dawn are walking this way and I don’t think they simply want to have a conversation with us. I think that we’re about five minutes away from being embarrassed by Cordelia and being laughed at by Faith and Dawn.”

Hearing that, Percy raised both his eyebrows in confusion. ‘Such strange people, those Americans. Well, I’ll just have to see what made Wesley suddenly look as pale as me.’


Dawn, Faith and Cordelia all came to a standstill in front of Percy and Wesley. Dawn and Faith snickered when they saw Cordelia getting her pose right—one foot in front of the other, hands on her sides and her hair flipped over her shoulder—before she started to walk all over poor Percy and Wesley.

Taking a deep breath—after all, she need enough air to really do some real verbal damage—Cordelia looked at Wesley first, because she knew him. “I have had enough of this. All your whining and sighing—and don’t start on the rhyming—is getting on my last nerve.” Smirking, she began to imitate Wesley. “Oh, Cordelia, what should I do? Should I tell Percy about this or that. Oh, I found this book that Percy would just love.” She glared at Wesley. “I’ve been a good friend, but enough is enough! Wesley Wyndham-Pryce, it’s about time to show everyone that you’re a man. A man who’s in love with another man. This man, to be exact.” And with that she pointed at an extremely pale-looking Percy.

“Yeah, show us you’re a man,” Dawn piped up.

“Show us you’ve got the balls men are known to have,” Faith said mockingly.

“Ew, gross,” Dawn complained to Faith. “I so did not need to have an image in my head about Wesley’s balls.”

All the girls got their ew faces at that single image Dawn and Faith had managed to plant in their heads.


Glaring at the ladies, Wesley turned a nearly hyperventilating Percy. “As much as I hate to admit—they are correct.” He glared at them. “This was not the way I wanted to tell you, but I’ve found myself—getting strong feelings for you, Percy.” He gently took Percy’s hand.

Cordelia groaned and rolled her eyes. “Oh, for the love of god.” Turning to Percy, she said, “What this—this—man—and I use the term loosely—is trying to tell you, Percy, is that he wants to date you. For now and quite probably forever.”

Turning shocked eyes away from Cordelia, Percy looked at Wesley. “Is that so, Wesley?”

Wesley took a deep breath and steeled himself for what was about to come. “Again, it wasn’t the way I wanted you to find out, but, yes, Cordelia was correct.” Percy’s brilliant smile at those words took Wesley’s breath away.

“Yes,” Percy said simply. “Yes, I’ll date you.”

Turning to the shamelessly eavesdropping women, Wesley raised an eyebrow. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to kiss Percy now.”

“Oh, no,” Dawn was quick to reassure him. “We don’t mind that you kiss him. Not at all.”

Wesley rolled his eyes. “I’d like to do so in private, Dawn.”

This time, Dawn rolled her eyes. And Faith. And Cordelia too.

Faith snorted. “Like you’ll be able to keep things a secret for long. But we know when we’re not wanted and we’re going already.”

After having made sure that they were nowhere near them, Wesley turned back to Percy and smiled broadly. He had caught his man. He looked curiously at the strange look Percy wore. ‘Or maybe that should be: Percy caught his man.’ He grinned.

End Wesley/Percy II.

A/N: This is it, the last part of ‘Seeing Is Believing’. Which means . . . I’ll start posting again for ‘SAR’ and ‘Love is ...’! Aren’t you glad that I am? Well, those of you who are reading it, anyway.

All reviewers who left me a review on the first part of this pairing (you know who you are): Thank you! I changed the scene a bit, because your reviews gave me ideas. I hope you liked this new version of the second Wesley and Percy part, because it’s all because of/thanks to you.

Thank you all for reading, tracking and reviewing my stories. Reviews are always welcome, flames have never been more unwelcome. Just saying.

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