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Summary: Buffy knows some very old people who come to her rescue when she is killed in front of the gang

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Harry Potter > Buffy-Centered
Highlander > Buffy-Centered
alwaysanangelgurlFR151926,02901041,73416 Apr 0325 Aug 03Yes

Surprise Ending

Disclaimer: I am not Joss Whendon or J.K. Rowling, the song by Christina Aquilara

Author’s Note: I apologize for it taking me so long to update, butI started my full time job. Thanks for the reviews! Darn it, I just realized I had killed Malfoy off earlier.. spoil my fun. I apologize for that, so I have gone back and fixed it. Thank you!

Duncan Ending

‘When I, thought I knew you
Thinking, that you were true
I guess I, I couldn't trust
'Cause your bluff time is up’

“How touching.” Lord Voldermort said, smirking at the stunned expressions on Harry and Buffy’s face. “You thought that you could defeat me?” he asked “A pint-sized girl and a mudblood.”

“No I don’t think I can defeat you.” Buffy began and Harry’s face fell at her openly admitting not being able to defeat him and Voldermorts smile grew bigger, “I know we can.” She finished pointing to Harry, Ainnle, Liam, and herself, Voldermort’s smile dropped and he grabbed for his wand, pointing it at them.

‘'Cause I've had enough
You were, there by my side
Always, down for the ride
But your, joy ride just came down in flames
'Cause your greed sold me out of shame, mmhmm’

“For that you will die painfully.” He promised them, “Crucio!” A green light enveloped the two dogs and they both went down in a whimper of pain, Buffy quickly knelt beside them, leaving Harry out in the open, Voldermort’s smile returned and he turned his wand onto Harry.

‘After all of the stealing and cheating
You probably think that I hold resentment for you
But, uh uh, oh no, you're wrong
'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do
I wouldn't know just how capable I am to pull through
So I wanna say thank you’

“I always said that you were lower than a dog.” Voldermort told him, while Harry looked around nervously, frantically searching through his robes for his wand. “Ava..” he was stopped as two Irish wolfhounds jumped him, Liam taking his wand and snapping it in two, while Ainnle bit his leg distracting him. “How can this be?” he wondered out loud, “That spell should have left you rolling in pain.” Voldermort moved to hit Ainnle, but Buffy grabbed his arm and twisted, breaking it. Voldermort fell to the ground in pain, he clutched his hand, while secretly reaching into his robes for his other wand.

‘'Cause it makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter’

“How’s that for pain?” she quipped and then looked at Harry, “You okay?” Harry nodded, slightly afraid that Voldemort was going to escape at any time and kill him to.

“Buffy!” he hollered as Voldermort pointed his wand at her, but he was too late, the Crucio hit Buffy dead on and Voldermort laughed gleefully, except she didn’t go down, instead she turned around and smiled at him.

“Back stabbing jerk.” She muttered, coming towards him, “I was trying to have a conversation with him,” she said pointing to harry over her shoulder, “But you just had to go and ruin it. Your timing really sucks.” She hit him as he ran through a list of curses, each one hitting her, but not slowing her down.

In a panic, he apparented to a different location, what he didn’t realize was that Buffy was still holding onto his robes. He smiled when he returned to his lair, he made his way to his “throne” when he heard a voice.

“So, this is where you hang out.” She said, causing him to whip around in surprise. “Jeez, this is so last year. Cordy would have a fit if she saw this place. I mean, at least the master had an excuse.” Voldermort’s eyes widened in surprise at the mention of the Master, a former ally when he was stronger. “And Angelus had the mansion, not to mention those yummy leather pants..”

‘Oh, ohh
Never, saw it coming
All of, your backstabbing
Just so, you could cash in
On a good thing before I realized your game
I heard, you're going around
Playing, the victim now’

“I knew you liked those pants.” Angelus said with a smirk and Buffy griminced.

“Although Methos does have more experience with some things.” She said winking to him, which made Angelus growl.

“I’ll show you experience.” He promised, stepping towards her, forgetting for a moment that Voldermort was there and at that moment slinking towards the back door.

“Maybe later, lover.” Buffy said, throwing her sword at Voldermort, which landed right by his head and incidentally Methos’ also.

“Hey! Watch where you throw those things.” Methos said a bit disgruntled that his lover almost beheaded him.

“I was, you moved out of the way.” She told him and then went after Voldermort. “How about we finish this?”

As they paired off, Methos and Angelus squared off.

‘But don't, even begin
Feeling I'm the one to blame
'Cause you dug your own grave, uh huh
After all of the fights and the lies
Yes you wanted to harm me but that won't work anymore
Uh, no more, oh no, it's over
'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture
I wouldn't know how to be this way now, and never back down
So I wanna say thank you’

“That is it vampire.” Methos said drawing his sword, “Let’s get this over with, to the death, winner gets Buffy.” He said and Angelus nodded, taking the Gem of Amara off and pulling out a sword.

“Deal.” Angelus stated, smirking, because he knew that he was going to win. They circled each other, like the seasoned fighters they were, each waiting for the other one to make their move.

Methos was the first to attack, swipping his blade at Angelus’ feet, which caused him to jump over the blade and kick Methos while he was in the air. Methos stumbled back, slightly, from the blow and quickly recovered.

‘'Cause it makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
It makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter’

Meanwhile, Buffy and Voldermort were engaged in a fight, Voldermort was quickly tiring, as the invincible slayer raged on. Voldermort got in one good kick, sending Buffy sprawling back and apparented out of there.

“Damn!” she muttered, picking herself off of the ground. “I hate it when they do that. They just can’t stay and die, they have to drag it out.” She turned to go and find the guys, hoping that they knew the way out, when she heard a yell.

“Buffy!” Methos cried, as Angelus took his head. Angelus turned to Buffy, ready to claim her, as the sun came up, turning him into dust.

"Huh.. talk about irony." She said, Duncan stepping out of the shadows. "Guess I should have mentioned that I had already made my descision." she said, putting her arm through his.

"Tis okay, it was what they both wanted." Duncan said, when Buffy raised her eyebrow, he corrected his statement, "Okay they both wanted you, but they would have rather died than see you in the arms of another man.. or immortal."

"Immortal." Buffy said, pulling Duncan's head down for a kiss, apparenting them back to Hogwart's, where Harry and Dumbledore where waiting for them.

“Am I to assume that everything went well?” Dumbledore asked and Buffy looked sheepish.

“Not really, he got away, but I got to kick his ass, allot.” Buffy told him, “I will get him next time.” she promised Harry, not surprised when Duncan nodded his agreement. She mouthed "over grown boyscout" to him, causing him to pout, before turning her attention back to Dumbledore.

"Sir, I know I'm only seventeen years old, but I want guardenship of Harry and I know that most places will not allow it and I know that I live on the Hellmouth,” she began, but Dumbledore held up his hand.

“He would be in no better hands, but if he doesn’t want to go then he doesn’t have to.” He looked at Harry who was nodding vigoursly, “But it looks like he wants to. He will need to get his things from his aunt and uncle.”

“But what about the legal papers?” she questioned and Dumbledore’s smile got bigger.

“Let me worry about those.” He told her, “And now I think it is time for everyone to get sleep.” He said effectively dismissing them from their office.

“So, when can I leave?” Harry asked, anxious to get away from his “guardians”.

“Whenever you want.” Buffy told him, “I won’t be going back until the summer, so your things will have to remain here until then, but after that you can move into our house.” she paused for a moment before looking at Duncan, "We do have a house right?"

"Several, actually... we can live wherever you want to." He promised her, taking her hand and guiding her out of Dumbledore's office, Harry following closely behind.

They dropped Harry off at Gryffindor tower and then made their way to Buffy's room.

"So, now what?" Buffy asked.

"We pick up where we left off.." he told her picking her up and carrying her to the bed, "we go to sleep." he said, right before he dropped her in the middle of the bed.

The End

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