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Summary: HP/Charmed/BtVS OotP spoilers. Adalaide McGregger is so much more then what meets the eye

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Harry Potter > Willow-Centered
JubeeFR13610,749051,92322 Dec 0325 Dec 03No

So Much More

Title: Meant to Live


Author: JuJuBee


Summary: HP/BtVS/Charmed X-over. OotP Spoilers! Adalaide McGregger is meant to live for so much more than she is now. Leo didn’t become an Elder but as a reward he was given very precious information. Sirius Black is faced with a new destiny.


Disclaimer: I don’t own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Joss does. If only he’d let me play with BtVS for a while, oh the possibilities! I really don’t own Charmed, Spelling does. Harry Potter, that’s JK Rowling’s. I would have so much fun with them.


Spoilers: Charmed up to season 5 finale. Buffy up to series finale (season 7). Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Sorry if you haven’t read/seen these but too bad for you.


Author’s Note: I’ve been mauling this idea over for a while. I must warn everyone, I like using my own characters more than everyone else’s because I feel I can do more with them. I hope it’s not bad having Buffy, Charmed, and Harry Potter all in one story. My friend said it was too much but after I read Order of the Phoenix I couldn’t help add Harry Potter. In Charmed, Leo didn’t become an Elder and ‘Chris’ went back. The rest will be explained later. The title of the story comes from the Switchfoot song. I thought the lyrics were very appropriate. I didn’t write it!



"Hey Addy!" Randy called to the brunette approaching the house. She had her headphones on and her backpack purse on her back was stuffed. Her hair was in what originally was a ponytail but it now looked like she’d been through an extremely large, strong tornado that had whipped her every which way. Her tank top was soaked with sweat. She pulled her headphones down so they acted like a necklace around her neck.


"Don’t call me that!" Adalaide yelled to him. She hated when Randy called her Addy. Her name is Adalaide, ADALAIDE, like in Guys and Dolls.


"Is your sister ready?" He asked. He had volunteered to drive Christine to work. Mrs. McGregger’s car was being repaired so she had to take Christine’s junky car to work. Randy, being Christine’s boyfriend, was more than happy to drive her.


"How should I know? I’m just getting back!" She said exasperated. Could my sister have picked a more stupid boyfriend? Adalaide thought.


"Oh, yeah! Where were you again?" He asked.


"Practice. Like every morning." Adalaide rolled her eyes.


"Will you go get her for me?" Randy asked.


"Sure." She replied. At least I can get away from him, she thought to herself and walked slowly inside. She got to the bottom of the steps. "TEENY!" She yelled.


"THAT’S NOT MY NAME!" Called a voice from the second floor. Two seconds later, a pale face surrounded by black hair in a pixie cut and purple tips. The little silver hoop in the girl’s nose twinkled in the light from the window.


"Would you prefer Chris?" Adalaide asked teasingly. She knew the answer.


"No, it’s Christine. Don’t shorten it." Christine bellowed. She looked truly perturbed that her little sister continued to patronize her. She looked at the girl with great amounts of disgust. There was no hope for her anymore. "Did you want something?" Christine asked jogging down the steps.


"I just wanted to tell you your stupid boyfriend is waiting to take you to work." Adalaide said calmly. She knew it bugged her sister that she didn’t like Randy.


"Thanks." Christine said as she half jogged, half walked out the door. Adalaide ran to the door behind her and held it open.


"AND TELL HIM NOT TO CALL ME ADDY!" She called but nobody was paying any attention to her as usual. She barely heard Randy say ‘Hi Teeny.’ And give her a kiss on the lips. Adalaide rolled her eyes and shut the door just in time to block the horrible music coming from Randy’s car. Why is it okay for RANDY to call her Teeny but not me? I just don’t get that girl. There is no way we’re related at all, Adalaide thought to herself has she slow climbed the stairs to her orange room. She had been about eight when she picked the color. She still loved orange too. She threw her backpack on her floor and flopped on her bed. She stared at the white logo on top of her bulging bag for a few minutes before she rolled over and fell asleep.



Sirius was laughing at his cousin. He was finally out of that hellhole he was kept in. It was almost worse than Azkaban. He thought he had the upper hand in this duel when it happened. The light hit him while he was laughing. His expression was glued to his face. He could see Harry watching in horror and his heart gave a painful lurch. As his body fell, he seemed to rise into the air. He watched as Remus held an unbelieving Harry back. Sirius lingered at the scene watching Harry for only seconds which seemed like ages. Some force was not going to let him stay. He seemed to float away toward the heavens. A peaceful calm came over him because some part of him knew he would be with James and Lily now. He could watch over Harry as well, being there in spirit. He was ready for whatever was to come.


"Where am I?" Sirius whispered. He found himself in an area of brilliant white. He looked around for signs of anyone. There were a few clumps of people in tan robes talking amongst themselves. No one had seemed to see Sirius or hear him.


"Welcome Sirius." One man said as he approached. He was wearing the same tan robe with a cone type of hood over his head. He removed the hood and extended his hand. Sirius took it will eyeing the man carefully.


"Who are you?" Sirius asked.


"My name’s Leo. I’m a whitelighter." Leo said as if that term should mean something. Sirius gave him a puzzled look. "A whitelighter is like a guardian angel to a witch or another potential whitelighter. We have powers too."


"Why am I here? I supposed to be dead." Sirius asked. He had to admit to himself that he was slightly disappointed.


"We’ve been watching you and we would like you to become a whitelighter also." Leo explained patiently. He noticed the look of confusion on the man’s face. "Of course we will give you some time to ask questions and think about it before you make up your mind. Feel free to wonder and explore. Everyone will be more than happy to answer any questions you have. Come see me when you’ve decided." Leo added and proceeded to walk away. Sirius wondered around with nothing more than Harry on his mind. He knew he would be able to watch Harry if he did this but he might not be able to contact him. He didn’t have a clue how long he thought about his decision and when he was finally ready he had no clue how he’d find Leo. Leo seemed to appear before him.


"I’m ready." Sirius said to the man.


"Are you positive?" Leo asked. "This is a huge decision. It will effect you for eternity."


"Yes, I’m positive." Sirius replied and breathed in deeply. He knew the risks but this was what he wanted to do.


"What’s it going to be?" Leo asked.


"I will." Sirius said. "I mean, I want to be a whitelighter."



"Looks like the Hellmouth is officially closed for business." Faith quipped as she neared the crater. The crater was all that remained of the small yet never quite city of Sunnydale.


"There is another one in San Francisco. Not to spoil the moment." Giles said in his English know-it-all voice.


"We saved the world." Xander added.


"We changed the world. I can feel them, Buffy. All over. Slayers are awakening everywhere." Willow beamed. She was excited about what had just happened, what she had just done. She’d changed history.


"We'll have to find them." Dawn said.


"We will." Willow said and put her arm on Dawn to reassure her.


"Yes, because the mall was actually in Sunnydale, so there's no hope of going there tomorrow." Giles added referring to their prior arrangement to go to the mall after the final fight was over.


"We destroyed the mall? I fought on the wrong side." Dawn joked


"All those shops gone. The Gap, Starbucks, Toys "R" Us. Who will remember all those landmarks unless we tell the world about them?" Xander joked as well. He couldn’t help himself.


"We have a lot of work ahead of us." Giles warned the rest. It was true. Nothing was over.


" Can I push him in?" Faith asked.


"You've got my vote." Willow replied.


"I just want to sleep, yo, for like a week." Faith complained at the thought of more work.


"I guess we all could, if we wanted to." Dawn exclaimed.


"Yeah. The First is scrunched, so... what do you think we should do, Buffy?" Willow said happily.


"Yeah, you're not the one and only chosen anymore. Just gotta live like a person. How's that feel?" Faith teased.


"Yeah, Buffy. What are we gonna do now?" Dawn asked her sister. Buffy didn’t answer, she just smiled. She was happy that she’d saved the world but a part of her wanted Spike back. She didn’t know what she would do without him there. She hadn’t been sure of her feelings of him until she was in the basement with him sleeping.



Fumbling his confidence


And wond’ring why the world has passed him by


Hoping that he’s meant for more than arguments


And failed attempts to fly, fly


We were meant to live for so much more


Have we lost ourselves?


Somewhere we live inside


Somewhere we live inside


We were meant to live for so much more


Have we lost ourselves?


Somewhere we live inside


Dreaming about providence


And whether mice or men have second tries


Maybe we’ve been livin with our eyes half open


Maybe we’re bent and broken, broken


We were meant to live for so much more


Have we lost ourselves?


Somewhere we live inside


Somewhere we live inside


We were meant to live for so much more


Have we lost ourselves?


Somewhere we live inside


We want more than this world’s got to offer


We want more than this world’s got to offer


We want more than the wars of our fathers


And everything inside screams for second life


We were meant to live for so much more


Have we lost ourselves?


We were meant to live for so much more


Have we lost ourselves?


We were meant to live for so much more


Have we lost ourselves?


We were meant to live


We were meant to live


Adalaide sang along with the radio as she blew her hair dry. It was lucky that she was home alone because the radio was really loud. She danced around her room. It was nearly one in the afternoon had just woken from her nap and taken a shower. She heard a faint sound coming from her Rockette bag. She scrambled for it and reached her cell phone right before the voice mail would have picked it up.


"Hello." She yelled over the music. She ran to the radio and flicked the switch to off so she could hear better.


"Hi sweetie." Mrs. McGregger replied. This was a rare occurrence.


"Mom, what’s wrong?" Adalaide asked. She knew something had to be wrong for her mother to call her from work.


"What makes you think something’s wrong?" Mrs. McGregger asked.


"Well, it’s just that you’ve never called home from work so I figured something was wrong." Adalaide confessed wondering afterward if she should have.


"That’s not true, is it?" She asked. Adalaide didn’t know what to say but her mom ignored the comment and continued. "I was just calling to give you a heads up. I was talking to the neighbor across the street, the oldest one, I think it was Pepper."


"Piper." Adalaide corrected her. She knew the girls because when she was little they’d all baby-sat her and her sister occasionally. She knew the true oldest sister, Prudence, had died a few years ago. Then there was Piper and finally Phoebe. There was also a new sister, a redhead, who had just come not too long ago. Adalaide didn’t really know her story or her name. They were friendly enough but never really had gotten close to anyone in the neighborhood.


"Well, anyway, she and her husband have a baby boy and they were looking for a baby sitter. I know how much you wish you had a job so I gave them your cell phone number." Mrs. McGregger ignored the name correction.


"Thanks mom." Adalaide said. She wasn’t too excited. She never liked baby sitting, especially really little kids, but if it paid it was good.


"Love you sweetie." Mrs. McGregger said.


"Love you too, have a nice day." Adalaide hung up. She finished grooming and decided to take her miniature Yorkshire Terrier for a walk. She glared at the Halliwell’s house. There was something about the house that gave her the creeps.



a/n: I used the dialog from Chosen so I could rewrite part of it. I didn’t come up with that! It’s Joss’s! Don’t sue!
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