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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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Permanent Mistakes Chapter 9: Confrontations and Serendipity
Willow put on her resolve face, having gotten over the shock of seeing the Deatheaters calmly waiting for her and Xander to leave the building. Stalker-esque behaviour indeed. At any rate, it seemed by their stance and the fact that they all had their wands drawn that she and Xander would not be leaving the area anytime soon. She chuckled softly. Not if Willow had anything to say about it.

From beside her, Xander reached down and grabbed her hand. "At my signal, you're going to get yourself out of here," he murmured shakily, clearly afraid.
After all, Xander was a muggle, not a wizard and despite Willow's tutoring he was still only well versed in the smelly herb variety of magic. It would therefore be impossible for Xander to apparate out of the area and Willow was not about to leave her best friend to die when she had the means-albeit slightly shadier than most-to get them both out of the situation.
"Are you nuts?" she whispered angrily back. "There's no way I'm leaving you."

"Willow," Xander murmured again, this time more harshly. "Get your ass out of here now before they"�"

"Hello my dear," Lucius Malfoy drawled back at the pregnant witch in front of him. "You'll notice that I've just placed anti-apparition wards around the area we're standing in so don't get any ideas about leaving."

""�.do something like that." Xander finished in a normal, almost resigned voice now. Indeed, they had known that this day was coming. He just wished that it hadn't come so soon.

"I wouldn't dream of it," Willow responded, internally letting the magic from the earth begin to fill her. Hopefully she wouldn't need to let it loose, but on the off chance that she couldn't stop the Deatheaters with magic of the whiter variety, it was probably a good thing that she had a backup plan. "Shall we go about this the hard way or the easy way?"

Lucius looked amused at her attempt at banter and the assumption that she could even come close to saving herself and her friend, a muggle from what he could see and therefore incapable of posing a threat to him and his Deatheaters. "Willow," he chuckled lightly as he walked towards her, "It amuses me to no end that you think you could possible dream of winning this battle." He paused, listening as the other Deatheaters, Voldemort's best and strongest, began to laugh as well. "You and that child of yours are a threat to the Dark Lord and his plan. Be a dear and give yourself up now. I promise to make your death quick if you do."

Xander looked at the man in front of him incredulously. This was the best that Voldemort could come up with? And he just expected them to lie down and die? "That might be a little difficult."

"And why might that be?" Lucius, who had chosen to ignore the Muggle in his attempts to goad Willow into the first move, turned to regard Xander.

"Well," Xander shrugged. "It seems to me that just declaring yourself the winner at the onset is wishful thinking." He turned to Willow and shook his head, "That's the problem with villains these days. Their huge egos. I mean honestly, if every bad guy that tried to kill us succeeded, we'd be dead, what Wills? A couple hundred times by now?" He turned back to the pale wizard in front of him. "You gotta factor in some things buddy. Like"�.." He broke off suddenly, staring wide-eyed at something in the building across the street. "Oh my God, what's that?"

The Deatheaters turned, Lucius included, wands drawn and at the ready to whatever it was that Xander was pointing at.

As soon as this happened Xander grabbed Willow's hand and started running.

"Xander, what was that about?" Willow yelled as they ran down the street, dodging curses from the Deatheaters following them.

"That was called a distraction, Wills," Xander shouted back as he picked up the pace, thankful that Willow was still small with child. There was no way they could have gotten even a head start if she had been heavier and therefore slower and more ungainly. He smiled internally, thanking whatever powers there were that they hadn't been attacked even a month from now. From beside him, Willow snorted with ill-timed laughter as she ducked from a particularly nasty hex that had been poised to hit her. "What?"

"'Oh my God, what's that?'" she mimicked. "That's got to be the oldest one in the book."

"They fell for it didn't they?" Xander looked back quickly, noting that the Deatheaters were gaining on them. He was cut off from anything else though, as one of the curses they had been dodging finally hit and he fell to the ground in agony, curling into a ball as excruciating pain coursed through his frame. The last thing he heard were Willow's screams as the world went dark.
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Warm hands softly brushing the hair from his forehead was the first thing he felt as he emerged from the black solitude of unconsciousness. Truth be told, he didn't think he would have even woken up simply from this. No, the yelling coming from the other room was probably responsible for his state of alertness. With a soft moan, as the memories of the attack began to come back to him, he opened his eyes and was stunned as he took in the goddess whose hands had been responsible for putting his hair back into some semblance of control.

Ginny Weasley smiled as she noticed that the handsome man on the bed had finally woken up. Indeed, when she had gotten here she hadn't been expecting to find that the emergency call placed to St. Mungos was from the woman that her good friend Harry Potter called wife, and that the reason for said call was because the expectant Death Eater attack that he had been fretting over with her for the past month had finally arrived. Now, nearly 12 hours after the attack, she watched as her charge woke up and looked up at her stunned.

"Who are you?" the man, whose name she had been told was Xander, asked in a rusty voice.

"Ginny Weasley," she said succinctly, reaching over to the bedside table and handing him a glass of water to clear the frog in his throat. "And you're Xander Harris."

"Yep, that would be me," he said in a clearer voice now that his throat was no longer parched and winced as the yelling from the other room got louder. "What's happening out there?"

Ginny rolled her eyes in exasperation over the argument in the living room of Willow and Xander's flat as she began to explain to the man she had learned was Willow's best friend exactly what had happened in the past half day. "Harry wants Willow to move to Hogwarts with him. Apparently, the attack last night was the last straw."

"Last night?" Xander shot up out of the bed and groaned as the pounding in his head abruptly got worse. "How long have I been out?"

"About half a day or so," Ginny shrugged, pushing him back to the bed in a no-nonsense manner and handing him a potion.

"What's this?" Xander asked, suspiciously eying the vial in his hand that was a putrid shade of purple-green.

"Headache potion," Ginny smirked. "Like your muggle ibuprofen only 10 times as fast acting." She rolled her eyes for the second time in as many minutes as Xander continued to treat the vial as if it were poison. "Just drink it. You'll feel better."

Eying her warily, he brought the potion to his lips and downed it. "Ugh," he made a face of revulsion as the taste of the medicine-that of used coffee-grounds- made him almost puke it back up.

"Here," Ginny said, trading the now empty vial for a piece of chocolate. "You feel better now though, don't you?"

Xander opened his mouth to dispute these words but abruptly swallowed them along with the chocolate as he realized that he did in fact feel better, the headache having magically disappeared. "OK, yes, but did it have to taste so bad?"

Ginny laughed. She had wondered about that herself ever since she had been a little girl. Of course, she hadn't known the answer until she had learned about it in one of her preparatory classes for her current career. Apparently, flavouring caused totenotency of the potions to wane, and this, she had learned, was only good when dealing with things like cough medicine for children versus adults. She was broken from her thoughts though as Xander spoke again.

"Some argument they're having, isn't it?" he asked, able to carry on a conversation now that the splitting headache he had been dealing with had dissipated.

Ginny nodded, frowning slightly. "They've been at it since Harry got here about 3 hours ago."

"Is he angry that she didn't share her 'special talents' with him earlier?" Xander said hesitantly, not knowing how much Ginny knew about Willow's 'skills' before taking in her understanding face and sitting back against the pillows.

The redhead in front of him simply nodded again and continued with her synopsis of the argument taking place as they spoke. "After you went down she took care of everything. The Aurors didn't know what to make of it. She managed to immobilize them with a flick of her wrists. And Lucius Malfoy, you should have seen what she did to him"�."

"She didn't"�flay him by any chance did she?" Xander asked, wincing as he imagined what Willow had done to the Deatheaters that had accosted them the past evening and the punishment she had obviously inflicted upon them.

"No," Ginny smiled, looking for all the world as if she was desperately trying to hold in her laughter. "She turned him into a rat."

"What?" Xander deadpanned, suddenly noticing the other sounds in the room underlying the shouting match. He turned and burst into laughter as he took in the platinum white mouse in the cage on his dresser who was running quite quickly on his wheel, thus creating thueakueaking sound that had drawn his attention in the first place.

"OK. Better than flaying," he said, listening as the yelling suddenly went silent. He and Ginny exchanged worried looks, both being aware of their friends' personality traits enough tow tow that silence after a heavy argument was never a good thing. Concerned, he moved to get out of the bed.

"What do you think you're doing?" Ginny pushed him back to the bed forcefully.

"Getting up. I feel fine. Something's happened and Willow needs me," Xander pushed back and stood up, blushing deeply as he realized that he was only wearing his boxers. From the bed, Ginny smiled teasingly.

"Missing something?" she taunted, enjoying teasing him.

"As a matter of fact," Xander went to his closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. "Just for the record, why'd you take my clothes off? It was just a hex that I got hit with."

Ginny simply grinned mischievously at him before standing. "A bad hex and I'm a medi-witch," wzawdrawled, stepping closer to the uncomfortable man in front of her. "You were hurt and I couldn't very well"�examine you without first losing some of your clothing."
She moved closer to stand next to him, purposely flirting with him to gauge his reaction and perhaps move him to blush some more. Indeed, Ginny Weasley had seven brothers and knew how to talk to men so well that"�.they rarely wanted to be more than friends after the first conversation. She enjoyed stretching her feminine wiles on a man who was susceptible to them, and Xander was apparently one of them. It wasn't like she met many, especially in her profession as a medi-witch, and she seldom got out to cruise the club scene. The truth of the matter was that she hadn't had a date for over a year and she hadn't had sex in three. Frustration aside though, it was just plain fun to tease Xander.

Xander eyed her, frowning, before finally seeming to accept this explanation and moving away from the flirty redhead to find some socks in his dresser and shoes in his closet, putting them on before motioning for her to follow him. "C'mon. Let's go make sure they haven't killed each other."

Ginny followed him eagerly, wondering what the silence in the living room was all about. Her jaw dropped when she saw that answer though. Or rather, the castoff symptoms to the answer.

"Oh for the love of Pete!" Xander cried in an exasperated voice as he too took in the sight of Willow's shirt, bra, and pants thrown haphazardly onto the living room floor of the flat, joining a man's suit jacket and tie in a forlorn pile next to the couch. The owners of the clothing were nowhere to be found but Willow's bedroom door was shut so Xander assumed they could only be in there"�

"Do they do this often?" Ginny asked, grinning knowingly as she picked up the bra the the floor and examined it. Hmmm. Wonder where Willow had gotten this"�Ginny loved black lace.

"Would you put that down?!" Xander exclaimed in a rattled voice, blushing yet again.

"You didn't answer my question," Ginny continued, gently setting the bra back onto the pile before sitting down on the couch.

Xander rolled his eyes. "Yes actually. I generally sleep at Giles's on their weekends here. Sometimes they get a hotel." His eyes widened as a moan wafted through Willow's bedroom door. Someone had forgotten a silencing charm.

Ginny's eyes widened in shock. "Xander, I know we only just met but"�"

"Yeah, let's go," Xander grabbed her purse off the table by the door and handed it to her before grabbing his wallet and keys. Maybe in an hour or so he'd get a full account from Willow as to what happened last night and of course the aftermath of how she spilled the beans to Harry. For now, he would enjoy the company of the medi-witch who had taken care of him, buy her a coffee, and try his hardest not to feel jealous of the fabulous make-up sex his best friend was partaking of at this very moment. He snuck a glance at the gorgeous redhead next to him as they stepped into the elevator and silently reminded himself to thank Harry for his excellent timing-and his distinct lack of a silencing charm.
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