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Permanent Mistakes	By : firegoddess100 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > General - Misc Views: 9037 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Christmas in England Part 1

"Yes Buffy. Xander and I will give your love to Giles"�Yes Buffy, Xander and Giles will be there tomorrow morning"�Yes Buffy"�Um-hm"�OK then, Merry Christmas, and give my love to Dawnie and everyone else"�."� With a sigh, Willow hung up the phone. She was lonely. Xander and Giles had left for Cleveland that morning tond Cnd Christmas with Buffy and the rest of the Scooby gang. Willow had decided to stay in England with Harry. Indeed, in the last two months that had gotten closer, sharing their lives and her pregnancy. Well, as much as a couple could when one worked at a private school in Scotland and the other had a full time job with the Watcher's Council. Initially, Harry had been concerned for the safety of the baby what with the job that Willow had. She had assured him that nothing would happen, after all she did have a desk job now. Giles and Xander had insisted upon it. Willow rolled her eyes in memory. Between Giles, Xander, Harry, and Angel, who was in London on business trips quite frequently now, she was lucky she was ever allowed to leave the house, let alone work.

"Willow?"� Harry called from the doorway er oer office, "You ready to go?"�
Willow nodded, standing up and reaching for her bag. Harry was too fast though.
"No,"� he said, as he picked up the heavy bag. "You're not to be lifting heavy objects remember?"�
"Yes Harry,"� she muttered, rolling her eyes in exasperation.
Harry raised an eyebrow at her tone. His wife was in a bad mood again. He would do well to tread lightly if he wanted to sleep next to her tonight.
Their relationship had progressed rapidly in the last two months. There was a definite sexual attraction between the two of them; otherwise they wouldn't be in the situation they currently were in at the moment. However, there was also a friendship and"�more that had developed. They had found they had quite a lot in common. Indeed, after the first month of dating, they were not only sleeping with each other again, but practically living together, her things gradually finding their way into his apartment at Hogwarts and a few of his into hers. The only reason she wasn't living at Hogwarts with him now was because it was unsafe pregpregnant women to use the floo network after the 6th month or so. Come January, the flip-flopping weekends they had been visiting each other on would have to stop and he would have to visit her every weekend. If she wanted to continue to work with the Watcher's Council, it was simpler that she stay in London at the moment, despite the danger Harry felt she was in. After all, Voldemort was still out there, the plan that the Order and the Council had come up with was not ready yet, and she was his wife. The wife of Voldemort's number one target and the mother of what would become Voldemort's number two target. Dumbledore had had a chat with him before he left for the holidays that morning about a solution to their situation though, one which he felt Willow might be amenable to. He would present it to her later though; she seemed to be in a snit at the moment.
"How about this then?"� he said in a suitably pecked manner, taking his wand out and shrinking the bags. With a small smile he handed them to her. "NOW you can carry them."�

Willow raised an eyebrow. "Thank you,"� she said dryly, taking the bags from him and placing them in her suit jacket pocket.

"How've you been feeling love?"� Harry asked in a concerned voice as he ushered her out the door of her office.

Willow shrugged and gave him a grin. "The morning sickness has ended I think. I haven't felt nauseous for a week at any rate."�

"Good,"� Harry said, genuinely pleased. Willow had been quite ill for the past two months; her morning sickness lasting longer than what the doctors at St. Mungos had said it would. Even the potions he had brought for her from Professor Snape hadn't helped. Indeed, Professor Snape and Willow had gotten along famously on the weekends she had visited him at Hogwarts. After he and Willow had found each other again, the Professor had offered to tutor her in magic with a wand. Being a friend of Mr. Giles, this had been arranged easily, and now his wife almost regarded him as another father figure. Willow seemed to attract those sorts of people to her though. Mr. Giles, Professor Snape, as well as most of the staff at Hogwarts had immediately grown to know, love and want to protect Harry's wife. This was a good thing too because Willow seemed incapable of staying out of trouble. It was only when Mr. Giles, Xander and Angel had convinced her to only do the desk work at the Watchers Council that Harry had been able to stop worrying.

"When are Arthur and Molly expecting us?"� Willow asked as he helped her into the car he had bought for when he was in London. They were driving to the Burrow from London instead of flooing. Harry, in Willow's opinion, was treating her like a piece of china needlessly but she did have to admit, it was nice to not have to floo. She didn't like it much at all.

"Anytime this evening. I didn't give them an exact time. For dinner I should think,"� Harry chirped happily, he was excited about seeing the Weasely family after the months he had spent at Hogwarts teaching. And they had never met Willow. They had heard of her of course, the story of Harry's abrupt marriage and the fact that Willow was expecting had somehow been leaked to the press about a month ago. Harry had had a very embarrassing howler delivered to Hogwarts one morning from Molly, berating him for not informing her that he and Willow were expecting, let alone married. The staff had had a field day with THAT incident. He hadn't heard the end of it for weeks. Luckily, the Daily Prophet had NOT gotten a hold of the story behind how he and Willow had met and married. Harry gulped audibly and Willow shot him an inquiring look. He shook his head to let her know nothing was wrong. After all, their one nighter might be an interesting story to tell over Christmas but NOT to wizarding England. From beside him, Willow slumped in her seat, a yawn escaping her.

"Why don't you take a nap"�.you look tired,"� he reached a hand and placed it over her own.

"I am tired. The baby discovered this week that it can punch me at odd hours of the evening and so my sleep has been greatly disrupted,"� Willow smiled tiredly. "Maybe I will take a nap though"�wake me when we get there?"�

Harry nodded affirmatively and watched out of corner of his eye as she leaned her seat back and curled into a ball on her side, closing her eyes. She fell asleep within minutes.

"Willow,"� Harry shook his wife softly. "We're here."�

Willow sat up abruptly. "Really? That was fast."�

Harry chuckled softly. "Well, you slept the entire way here. Had a good nap love?"�

Willow smiled tiredly. "Yes. Yes I did. What time is it?"�

"About 6. Just about time for dinner,"� he said with a smile as he got out of the car and opened the door for her. "You ready?"�

She shrugged. "As ready as I'll ever be. Do you think they'll like me?"�

Harry squeezed her hand tightly. "They'll love you. You're just the type of girl that they always dreamed I would bring home for Christmas."�

Willow gave him a sceptical look. "Really?"�

Harry nodded sagely. "Really really."�

They had reached the door to the kitchen when it was flung opened.

"Oh I thought it was you!!"� Molly cried exuberantly. "Come in, come in, you two must be exhausted after the drive."� Harry and Willow followed Molly into the kitchen. "Dinner will be ready in a half hour or so. Everyone's in the living room,"� she turned a warm smile on Willow. "And you must be Willow. We've heard so much about you- not from Harry though."� She gave a glare at the person in question. "We had to hear about it from the Daily Prophet before Harry told us."�

Willow smirked at her husband, who was looking at the ground sheepishly. "You didn't tell her then? How bad of you Harry."�

Harry just gave her an amused glance.

"Oh! And look at you dear! Why I remember when I was pregnant with my first child, Bill, but you're so small dear! It must be a girl"�I was always so big with the boys"�I have 6 you know, boys that is. Only one girl. How far along are you then?"�

Willow smiled genuinely at the warm and caring woman that Harry regarded as a mother. "About 6 months now. I'm due in April."�

She was interrupted in their conversation with Molly though by Hermione's entrance in the kitchen.

"Willow! Harry! You're here!"� Hermione swept them both into a hug. "Sorry to steal them Molly, but everyone's waiting to meet the woman that stole our Harry's heart."�

Willow raised an eyebrow and turned to Hermione. "That's what they think?"�

Hermione blushed deeply. "Well, Harry, Ron and I are trying to keep the truth out of the papers. We thought it would be better this way"�less embarrassment."�

"Well, it's true in a way,"� Willow nodded in agreement. "It just wasn't his heart I stole"�."�

With this comment hanging in the air and the laughter it brought forth coming from the lips of Hermione, Harry and Willow, they excused themselves to the living room, as Molly finished preparing dinner.
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"So where did you two meet?"� Bill asked a half hour later as the entire family ate dinner.

Hermione and Ron began to snicker. Harry shot them a warning look before glancing at Willow. Her eyes were twinkling in humour.

"Oh please, let me tell it?"� She asked Harry with a grin, who nodded cautiously. She turned her twinkling eyes and mischievous smile on the Weasely family. They had accepted her into their family so easily, it only seemed fitting that they hear the entire truth. "Well, Harry and I met in rather unusual circumstances. It was all rather quick actually. He just"�.swept me off my feet."�

Hermione and Ron were snickering harder now. Molly shot them a warning glare.

Willow paused. "My friends and I were on vacation in Las Vegas and I met Harry at one of the casino bars. He was there with Ron and Hermione. Anyways, we had a little too much to drink."�

Fred started to laugh. "Don't tell me what I think happened happened"�."�

Harry cocked an eyebrow at Fred. "It's all your brothers fault that he and Hermione let me drink so much."�

"Yes well,"� Willow continued. "The next morning, we wake up next to each other."� Whoops of amusement rose from the table. "But that's not all. We'd gotten married."� She took in the shocked looks that had replaced the amusement on their faces. "Anyway, long story short, we got it annulled."�

"But, you're still"�"� Bill frowned. This was the oddest love story he had ever heard.

"Married? Yes I know."� Willow chirped happily. "We met again at a Board Meeting, realized that because I was a witch and he was a wizard that we were actually still married, and the rest is history."�

"What about the baby dear?"� Molly questioned Willow. Quite frankly, this was NOT the kind of marriage that she had hoped for for Harry. But they seemed to care for each other so"�.maybe it would work.

Willow shrugged and gave a grin to her almost mother in law. "The baby was a product of that night,"� she exchanged a look and a smile with Harry, who had reached over to clasp her hand.

Harry placed a light kiss on her cheek before turning to the group. "We're awfully happy about it though."�

A sigh left the lips of the women in the group. It was an odd story yes, but apparently the two of them had made it work, their one nighter turning into something more.
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