Will\'s Family Tree
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Harry Potter Crossovers › General - Misc
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
5,041
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
When Angels Die
Title: Will's Family Tree
Author: Eris Jade Black-Lupin
Rating: PG13-R (rating may go up depending on the chapters)
Summary: X-over with AtS. During the battle with the Senior Partners and other factions, Spike is sent to a place he hasn't seen since he was alive. Slash implied, M/M, M/M/M
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Angel the Series. I just like to play with the boys, can you blame me? ~*~glances over to Spike and Lucius, checking to see if their collars are still there.~*~ "Good boys."
Pairings: Spike/Angel
Possible Pairings: Spike/Severus, HP/LM, HP/DM
A/N: I know, I know short chapter. But I am feeling witchy, RL decided that I didn't need a love life"¦.so yeah"¦.don't forget to review.
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Chapter 3: When Angels Die
As Harry and Spike walked into the library, the portraits on the wall were having a conversation of their own, as one of the paintings in the main entry of the house had seen the vampire. Harry tried to get their attention, but that proved futile as all but one of the inhabitants of the library had left his frame in favor for the discussion. Instead, the brunette in the painting, was writing on a parchment.
"William." Harry called to the painting. What he wasn't expecting was two voices answering back.
"Wot?"
"Yes?" Harry looked between both the painting and Spike, noticing the similarities of the two.
"Well it looks like I found my answer." Harry shook his head. Spike looked at the portrait of his former self.
"You know she rejects us." He called out to the painting. William looked up, just now noticing Spike.
"Who are you? And who rejects us?" The inquisitive young man asked. Harry just watched from the table that he had been leaning on.
"I am you, only much better looking and not so bookish. The bird that I am referring to is Cicely. She is why we became this, why I let this happen." Spike waved a hand over himself.
"Well as much as I enjoy reunions, I think we should get you settled in Spike. William thanks for the help." The man in the picture nodded to both men and went back to his writing. Harry led the vampire up the stairs to the second floor.
"So the house is still here." Spike mused.
"Yes, the house was passed to your brother when your mother disappeared. Then to his son and on just until about 1925, Henry Potter married your great niece, the last of your family, Alexis Rothschild. So ever since that union, this house has been part of the Potter holdings." As Harry finished his narrative, the two men came to an oak door. "This is where you stayed last night. If you want, you can choose any room."
"No, this room will do." Lost in thought, Spike walked into the room, leaving Harry out in the hall. The young wizard smiled knowingly and wandered off to the sitting room to firecall Draco.
Meanwhile on the vampire's room, Spike was sitting on the bed holding the small box that came with him. It was the only thing he had left of his Angel. Opening the box, he found a folded letter and a vaguely familiar ring. Unfolding the missive, the vampire prepared himself for whatever had to be said.
Spike,
I know you must be wondering why I would send you back to the one place that you had never wanted to return. Sorry love, but it had to be done. You are too important to me to be lost in this fight. I know what you are doing now, rolling those blue eyes of yours. Harry is your only human relative. He will keep you safe and you wont be alone.
I wish things could have been different. I don't regret what we had. But the thought of your final death would affect me more than you will ever know. Live, that is all I can say. Stay out of trouble; you're rolling your eyes again. Move on. You will know when it is over my love"¦
Yours eternally,
Angel
Tears flowed from the blonde's eyes. This was it. His Angel sent him away so that he could live, but the other would die. Rage tore through the vampire and he threw the box across the room. The scream that followed was a tortured keen, pain and sorrow came out in waves. Harry ran into the room, Draco and his father followed, having just arrived.
Harry cautiously walked over to the vampire, and wrapped his arms around him. "Shh, shh." He murmured, rocking the distraught man.
Harry shut the door behind him, leaving the other man to sleep. He walked into the sitting room, where Draco and Lucius retreated while Harry comforted the pain filled vampire. They waited for him to explain who and why the blond vampire was staying at the house.
"So, I bet you are wondering who that was." The Potter heir started sheepishly, noticing he flash of jealousy in Lucius' eyes. "He's a distant relative of mine." Harry sat down on the couch across from the two blonds. The dark haired wizard explained everything that had happened in the month before this night.
"So what is he going to do here? It isn't like vampires can do much in our world." Draco pointed out. Lucius had calmed down enough to sit with Harry.
"Love? What about his magic?" the older wizard glanced at the stairs, as if expecting someone to appear. "He has been away from the wizarding world so long, he'll need to be re-trained."
"True. That is only if he wants that. He was a Ravenclaw after all."
Author: Eris Jade Black-Lupin
Rating: PG13-R (rating may go up depending on the chapters)
Summary: X-over with AtS. During the battle with the Senior Partners and other factions, Spike is sent to a place he hasn't seen since he was alive. Slash implied, M/M, M/M/M
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Angel the Series. I just like to play with the boys, can you blame me? ~*~glances over to Spike and Lucius, checking to see if their collars are still there.~*~ "Good boys."
Pairings: Spike/Angel
Possible Pairings: Spike/Severus, HP/LM, HP/DM
A/N: I know, I know short chapter. But I am feeling witchy, RL decided that I didn't need a love life"¦.so yeah"¦.don't forget to review.
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Chapter 3: When Angels Die
As Harry and Spike walked into the library, the portraits on the wall were having a conversation of their own, as one of the paintings in the main entry of the house had seen the vampire. Harry tried to get their attention, but that proved futile as all but one of the inhabitants of the library had left his frame in favor for the discussion. Instead, the brunette in the painting, was writing on a parchment.
"William." Harry called to the painting. What he wasn't expecting was two voices answering back.
"Wot?"
"Yes?" Harry looked between both the painting and Spike, noticing the similarities of the two.
"Well it looks like I found my answer." Harry shook his head. Spike looked at the portrait of his former self.
"You know she rejects us." He called out to the painting. William looked up, just now noticing Spike.
"Who are you? And who rejects us?" The inquisitive young man asked. Harry just watched from the table that he had been leaning on.
"I am you, only much better looking and not so bookish. The bird that I am referring to is Cicely. She is why we became this, why I let this happen." Spike waved a hand over himself.
"Well as much as I enjoy reunions, I think we should get you settled in Spike. William thanks for the help." The man in the picture nodded to both men and went back to his writing. Harry led the vampire up the stairs to the second floor.
"So the house is still here." Spike mused.
"Yes, the house was passed to your brother when your mother disappeared. Then to his son and on just until about 1925, Henry Potter married your great niece, the last of your family, Alexis Rothschild. So ever since that union, this house has been part of the Potter holdings." As Harry finished his narrative, the two men came to an oak door. "This is where you stayed last night. If you want, you can choose any room."
"No, this room will do." Lost in thought, Spike walked into the room, leaving Harry out in the hall. The young wizard smiled knowingly and wandered off to the sitting room to firecall Draco.
Meanwhile on the vampire's room, Spike was sitting on the bed holding the small box that came with him. It was the only thing he had left of his Angel. Opening the box, he found a folded letter and a vaguely familiar ring. Unfolding the missive, the vampire prepared himself for whatever had to be said.
Spike,
I know you must be wondering why I would send you back to the one place that you had never wanted to return. Sorry love, but it had to be done. You are too important to me to be lost in this fight. I know what you are doing now, rolling those blue eyes of yours. Harry is your only human relative. He will keep you safe and you wont be alone.
I wish things could have been different. I don't regret what we had. But the thought of your final death would affect me more than you will ever know. Live, that is all I can say. Stay out of trouble; you're rolling your eyes again. Move on. You will know when it is over my love"¦
Yours eternally,
Angel
Tears flowed from the blonde's eyes. This was it. His Angel sent him away so that he could live, but the other would die. Rage tore through the vampire and he threw the box across the room. The scream that followed was a tortured keen, pain and sorrow came out in waves. Harry ran into the room, Draco and his father followed, having just arrived.
Harry cautiously walked over to the vampire, and wrapped his arms around him. "Shh, shh." He murmured, rocking the distraught man.
Harry shut the door behind him, leaving the other man to sleep. He walked into the sitting room, where Draco and Lucius retreated while Harry comforted the pain filled vampire. They waited for him to explain who and why the blond vampire was staying at the house.
"So, I bet you are wondering who that was." The Potter heir started sheepishly, noticing he flash of jealousy in Lucius' eyes. "He's a distant relative of mine." Harry sat down on the couch across from the two blonds. The dark haired wizard explained everything that had happened in the month before this night.
"So what is he going to do here? It isn't like vampires can do much in our world." Draco pointed out. Lucius had calmed down enough to sit with Harry.
"Love? What about his magic?" the older wizard glanced at the stairs, as if expecting someone to appear. "He has been away from the wizarding world so long, he'll need to be re-trained."
"True. That is only if he wants that. He was a Ravenclaw after all."