Title: Anything But Ordinary
Author: Jacy (rememberingnyc2001@y...)
Pairing: Buffy/Harry; Willow/Draco
Genre: BtVS/Harry Potter
Rated: PG-13
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to the goddess J.K Rowling. Buffy belongs to Joss Whedon...and I own the keyboard. Story title and any lyrics taken from "Anything but Ordinary" by Avril Lavigne.
Distribution: Ask and you shall receive :)
Feedback: PLEASE!!
A/N: Another WiP by yours truly. Probably won't be any longer then 10 chapters (probably being the operative word here...) This takes place in the fourth season after "The I in Team" - Buffy was with Riley for a while, but when Walsh tried to kill her, she broke up with him because he was in on the whole thing – he was helping Walsh
try to get Buffy killed. Harry and Draco are in their first year out of Hogwarts. Willow was never with Tara, she's still kinda-sorta pining over Oz. Xander has decided to go to college with Anya in New York. Spoilers to GOF.

Note: I am SOOOOOOO sorry that I have gone so long without an update. Between college and packing for college and then moving in and actually doing the work…the time just hasn't been there. This is the final chapter. I haven't decided whether or not I want to go on and do a sequel – haven't quite gotten that far yet, but I probably won't.

So to all of you who have stuck with me through this and waited patiently for updates, thank you. I hope you enjoy :)

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Sometimes I get so weird

I even freak myself out

I laugh myself to sleep

It's my lullaby

~**~

Willow and Draco walked hand in hand smiling to each other. When they reached Draco's room, Willow slipped her arms around his waist as he unlocked the door. Once he got the door shut behind him, he spun her around and his lips descended roughly on hers.

"God woman, do you know what you do to me?" Draco whispered as he fumbled for the belt on her pants.

"Probably the same thing you're doing to me," she gasped as his lips found the spot where her neck met her shoulders.

"Shouldn't we talk a little bit?" Willow was barely able to gasp out as his hands found their way down her pants.

"Do you really want to talk right now?" Draco asked, fixing her with a pure, lust-ridden gaze.

Willow's answer was a breathy moan, which resulted in a kiss that left him breathless and multiple pieces of clothing being thrown to the floor.

A few hours later, Willow lay silently in Draco's arms, one hand running softly up and down his arm, the other draped over his chest.

"You know at this rate, our relationship is going to be based on nothing but sex," Willow said with a cheeky grin.

"I think I can live with sex all the time – can't you?"

Willow swatted at his arm and laughed. "You are insatiable."

"I try." He sighed loudly and sat up, "But if you must talk…then ask away."

Willow grinned and sat herself up leaning into his side. "So…you and Harry. What exactly is it that you do?"

"We're Aurors. In simplest terms, we go out and fight the bad wizards and make sure that the world is safe for democracy and all that jazz."

"So you're, like, magic police or something?"

"Not exactly." Willow's brow furrowed. Draco sighed. "The textbook definition? We're an "elite" group of individuals who defeat those involved in the Dark Arts using any means possible."

"Any means?" Willow questioned, looking into his face.

Draco stared back at her. "You're asking if I've ever killed anyone." Willow nodded slowly. "No. I haven't. But…"

"But what?"

Draco sighed. "There have been people that I couldn't save. And that hurts more then knowing that you have to kill anybody." He turned to Willow. "What about you? How did you become involved in magic?"

Willow almost smiled. "Honestly? It was all a bit accidental." Now, it was Draco's turn to be confused. "The abridged version? There was a vampire we had to stop from destroying the world – well, actually, sending it to hell. The only woman who knew how, Jenny Calendar, was killed by him before she had a chance to perform the spell. I'd been studying a bit with her and I convinced Giles that I could do it… he wasn't too keen on the idea, but I went along and performed the spell anyway. It was powerful magic – I've never quite felt anything like it since. I performed the ritual, and then everything was…as it should have been. But people were still hurt – people I love." She looked up at him, eye shining with tears. "You're right – it hurts more knowing that there are people that you couldn't save. Especially when it's someone you love."

Draco noticed how much her face fell as she spoke those words and he wiped away a stray tear. "Tell me," he said.

Willow sniffled a bit. "My last boyfriend – Oz – was – is – a werewolf. And he…he left because he couldn't keep himself under control anymore. He needed to find himself…and when he did, he wasn't sure if he would come back. I loved him. I still love him." She looked at Draco eyes over bright. "But he's gone now. And I've found someone else."

"I do hope that someone else is me."

"Actually, it's Harry, but…"

Seeing the look of shock and disgust on his face, Willow laughed. "I'm teasing you."

Draco's face softened and he kissed her softly. She didn't need to say anymore. He knew all that he needed to know. "Willow?"

"Hmmm?"

Draco pulled back and cradled her face in his hands. "I think I might be falling in love with you."

Willow smiled. "Good. Because I think I'm falling in love with you too."

They kissed again and the rest of the world fell away.

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Is it enough to die?

Somebody save my life

I'd rather be anything but ordinary please

~**~

Buffy and Harry walked hand in hand towards her dorm room when Harry suddenly pulled her towards him and kissed her hard on the mouth.

"Couldn't wait till we got back to the room could you?" Buffy commented cheekily, gasping as he kissed his way down her neck.

"You were just looking so perfect, I had to kiss you and make sure you were real."

Buffy almost laughed. "Sweet talker."

Harry pulled back and grinned. "You know you love it."

Buffy smiled and nodded before laying a kiss on the tip of his nose and grabbing his hand. "C'mon."

"Where are we going?"

Buffy just smiled. "C'mon."

Harry gave her a quizzical look before allowing her to lead him through Sunnydale. Buffy pointed out various places as they went along – the movie theatre, a club called the Bronze, Giles' store - the Magic Shop. She seemed to be in her element – he could tell just by looking at her that each place held a special memory to her, or else she wouldn't be pointing them out. She stopped short in front of a large stone mansion on the outskirts of town. He could tell that she was contemplating whether or not to bring him in, but in the end, she must have decided against it because she simply smiled at him and led them on their way.

When they came to a house in the middle of the neighborhood, Buffy smiled. The numbers on the mailbox read 1430 Revello Drive.

"Your house?" Harry asked.

Buffy nodded. "My mom's away for the weekend on business." She grinned cheekily. "Wanna come inside?"

His answer was to pick her up and run into the house. Buffy gave a little squeal of delight and laid little kisses on his neck and jaw as he closed the door behind him and set her down on the couch.

Buffy simply sat back and watched as Harry took in the room. It was bright and homey with pictures hanging on the walls and sitting on the mantle – some of her as a baby, a few of her and a woman who had to be her mother, pictures taken at school and at birthday parties. He smiled at one of her sleeping among pillows and blankets on the floor as a child holding a small, pink stuffed pig.

When he thought he'd seen enough, he gave her a little leer and asked almost too innocently, "So, where's your room?"

Buffy arched her eyebrow but grabbed his hand and led him into the hall and up the stairs. Her room was one of the first on the left.

When he stepped in, he knew immediately that this was definitely her room. Pictures of she, Willow, and another friend of theirs were everywhere. He was about to ask her who the other person was in the photos, but she answered before he has the chance.

"Xander. A close friend of mine and Willow. He's away in New York with his fiancée. I miss him. Hopefully, you'll get to meet him soon."

Harry nodded and continued looking around the room, smiling when he saw the small stuffed animal from the photo sitting on her bed.

A small figure of an angel on her dresser caught his eye. He could see her reflection in the mirror and she seemed to pale slightly as he walked towards it. It was a ring stand and among the rings on its arm was a silver claddaugh ring. He pointed to it and turned towards her. "Where did you get that? It's beautiful."

Buffy smiled a bit and shook her head. She walked over and picked up the ring which was suspended from a silver chain. "It was a gift. From someone I loved."

"Old boyfriend?"

Buffy almost laughed. "Boyfriend – God, I wish that was all he was. But he was so much more then that."

Harry was almost afraid to ask, but curiosity got the best of him. "Was…this one of the boyfriends you were talking about in the cemetery? One that…"

"Knew who I was and tried to kill me? Yeah."

Harry sat down on her bed and motioned for her to sit down next to him. "Tell me your story Buffy. I want to know everything."

Buffy smiled. "Only if you promise to tell me yours."

Harry nodded. So, Buffy started telling him everything – how she found out she was the slayer, her parents' divorce, how she ended up in Sunnydale meeting Willow and Xander and Giles. She told him how she died trying to fight the Master, but was revived by her friend. On and on she went about the demons she'd faced, the people she'd met, loved, and lost. She'd paused when she spoke about Angel, but Harry laid a hand on her arm and encouraged her to go on. He commented that the mansion they'd stopped in front of must have been the one she mentioned as being Angel's and she nodded. As she went on, Harry realized how much this one girl had been through in her short life and he felt for her. He knew what it was like.

When Buffy was finished, she took a deep breath as if to clear the air. "Your turn."

Harry told her all about how his parents had been killed when he was only a year old and how he was supposed to have been killed with them, but somehow survived. He told her all about Hogwarts, about Ron and Hermione who he assured her she would meet someday. He relayed every adventure, good and bad, every meeting with Voldemort, every person he'd loved and lost. His retelling of the Final Battle made her want to cry, how so many people he loved had died fighting for the same thing. Harry looked like he was about to cry himself and Buffy kissed him softly before urging him to go on. He told her how he'd become an Auror, how he was sent on the mission here, and how he was glad that he'd come. She smiled at that.

When he was finished, Buffy couldn't help but kiss him. Harry responded with fervor and they were soon a tangle of limbs, frantic kisses, and discarded clothes on the bed.

A long while later as they were laying together, Harry shifted and pulled a stuffed animal out from behind his back.

Buffy's eyes widened. "You killed Mr. Gordo!"

Harry bit his lip to keep from laughing as Buffy snatched the precious pig away and kissed it on the nose before sitting him on her nightstand. When she saw the look on his face, she glared. He started laughing and she got up to throw on a tee shirt and a pair of sweatpants. He was still laughing as he got dressed himself but stopped as she turned towards him, an insane grin on her face.

"What?" Harry asked.

"We're the Boy Who Lived and the Girl Who Died – you do realize this, don't you?"

Harry was so shocked by the statement he barely had time to process it before he started laughing. Hard. It seemed contagious because soon they were both in near hysterics. A slight pop made them calm down a bit as Draco and Willow appeared in the room.

"Buffy!"

"Willow?"

"You apparated her here?" Harry asked incredulously.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Oh, come off it Wonder Boy. She enjoyed it."

"I'm sure that's not the only thing she enjoyed," Buffy commented and Willow's eyes widened.

"Buffy!" Draco could only smirk and wrap his arms around Willow, nuzzling her neck.

Harry pulled Buffy down onto his lap and wrapped his arms around her waist as he and Draco continued their verbal sparring. Buffy smiled contentedly. Things in her world were beginning to look up, and she was loving it.

As Willow chimed in, Harry whispered in her ear, "I love you."

Buffy smiled, whispering the phrase back. Harry smiled against her neck before he and Draco were off in another argument.

Willow caught Buffy's eye and they smiled at each other, a knowing look on their faces.

Things were anything but ordinary in their unusual little world.

But screw ordinary – they liked their lives just fine.

~**~

I'd rather be anything but ordinary please…

~* End *~