Hey everyone I know I wouldn't be posting this till 2018 but as a special holiday gift to everyone I am posting the prologue of my rewrite of Father of the Key. Now unlike the original Harry will not be 10 years older than cannon.

He will be the same age as the Scoobies. Also there will be mentions of the weapons from the Roster Teeth show RWBY only because I figure Aura is a small version of magic that comes from the soul.

Dawn will not be a big part of the story until season five and this story starts in season 4 before everyone goes off to collage and Xander never went on his road trip. As for what else is different...well I'll just let you read and take a guess for yourselves. Remember unless it's OC I don't own it.

The Keys Family

Prologue

A groan was heard as Buffy Summers stretched out after waking from a full nights' sleep. She felt a smile on her face as she felt her bed partner's arms assuring her that he spent the entire night as the big spoon to her little spoon.

She opened her eyes and almost chuckled at the sight of a familiar white sheathed sword and a bright red box resting in the chair next to the windows chair. Both were weapons her partner used in battle against evil. Much like herself he was chosen by fate to fight against evil she as a Vampire Slayer he as a Battle Mage. She chuckled a little when she felt his lips kiss the back of her neck.

"That tickles." Her comment gained a chuckle from the boy with her before she turned to look into his green eyes. Those plus his always messy black hair, and scar above his right eyebrow shaped like a bolt of lightning were the most distinguished traits of his.

"Morning." Harry Potter said to her making Buffy give a small smile as she kissed him before the pair separated to perform their usual routines. This was a common practice between them. You see Buffy had come to LA looking to get away from any and all reminders of her lost love Angel the vampire with a soul. After she had been forced to stab him through with a sword and send him to a Hell dimension she had felt broken.

That combined with the loss of her home, her mother, and her friends not being able to understand she had left without telling anyone. Originally the plan had been for her to come down here and try to live her life without any part of the Supernatural being a part of it.

She had even planned to use her middle name to help pull off the illusion.

That plan went out the window when she stumbled upon a teen fighting a group of over ten vampires alone using a white shield and a bright blade that seemed to dust vampires without decapitating them. After rushing forward when a vampire was poised to ambush the fighter from behind Buffy once more found herself battling the forces of evil.

After the last vampire has been reduced to dust the fighter had pushed the blade into a slot atop his shield. Buffy was shocked when it folded in on itself turning into a sheath.

After buying her dinner Harry told her his story. Over in the UK Harry was part of a hidden community known as the Wizarding world. They were a group of magical beings that used wands and had internal magical cores instead of using the power that comes from the Earth like Wiccans. Unfortunately they were also incredibly backwards most stuck within the Victorian era.

A few like Harry trained to become Battle Mages which were basically the ones who actually used their magic for more than just frivolous selfishness. His Godfather had been the one to help him and three friends train to become ready for battle. His sword as well as another weapon that he kept hidden was enchanted and escribed to kill most evil things like vampires.

Both weapons were actually inheritance from his parents with the sword belonging to his fathers' family for generations, and the box something his mother created herself.

As the two talked they realized that they actually shared quite the bit in common. Both chosen by fate to battle evil although his was focused on just one evil in particular. Both had a desire for a normal life. Both also hated the idea of losing more people than they already had. He was there to try and get over the loss of his Godfather who had been killed by his deranged cousin during a raid against the evil group called Death Eaters.

The pair hadn't intended to bring about a physical relationship until they raided a dark witch's base and were dusted by a pink substance. The substance was a powdered form of a lust potion that the witch planned to use on humans that had wronged her.

The dust would've made them very popular with many different species of demons that…well let's just say they wouldn't have stopped once it started. The dust didn't fully hit them until they returned to the place Harry was renting for the summer and much like demons they didn't stop until it burned completely out of their system.

The morning after had been awkward for them both, however after realizing that it had helped them both relax and even had a full nights' sleep they continued without a care. Both knew they weren't looking for more from those nights. In honestly they cared more about healing than falling in love. Last night had been the pair's way of saying goodbye.

Harry had to return to England and Buffy to Sunnydale. "What time does your bus leave?" Harry asked from the kitchen as he worked on a quick breakfast of eggs bacon and toast. Buffy looked at the clock and saw its red numbers telling her it was just moments before nine in the morning.

"Eleven." She said before grabbing her clothing for the day and headed into the bathroom for a shower. After eating the pair headed to the bus stop where Harry would grab the shuttle to the airport and Buffy would head towards Sunnydale.

"Don't say goodbye." Harry said to her making her blink at him. "Goodbye is only said if there is no chance of ever seeing someone again." He explained making her smile at him slightly.

"Can I say 'So long'?" She asked making him return the smile and nod. As the bus arrived Buffy and Harry looked at one another in the eyes before they kissed one last time and separated. Harry stood there watching the bus leave a tear running down his face before he rubbed it away.

Likewise Buffy rubbed away the salty stinging liquid before taking a deep breath to balance herself out.

While they hadn't been looking for something deep the pair had come to care about one another to a point. The tears were in fact a result of the idea that this may have been the last time they saw one another with their destinies so dangerous the pair knew that any day could be their last.

What neither of them knew is that somewhere in the mountains of the Himalayas an order of monks realized that now was the best time to bring about the plan to protect a sacred icon.

An icon known simply as the Key. They had gathered the blood of the Slayer known as Buffy Summers and the Battle Mage Harry Potter to cast a spell that would make the Key take human form. The witch they had gone after had been supplied by the monks to manipulate the couple together.

Just as they had subtly manipulated Harry into coming to LA during his time of grief. Now as the bus carrying Buffy left a hidden monk dressed as an everyday business man on his way to work smiled as he lowered a gold orb.

The orb had allowed him to see the subtle green glow around her womb telling him that the spell had been successful and the Key would now just be with the Slayer…but born of her. They hated having to put the responsibilities of Teenage parenthood upon the two champions but it was the only way they could think to explain the bonds between each.

After all Mage Potter had ways to detect others of his blood line. If he was suddenly contacted by Gringotts telling him that he had a daughter who was close to him in age questions would come up and the Key would be exposed.

It was better that the Key be born naturally into this world instead of their original emergency plan of creating the Key with memories and filled the heads of their entire world with the same memories.

Plus this plan didn't come with the high risk of exposing one to sickness from the Key's great power. The Monk slunk back when he witnessed Potter getting on the airport shuttle knowing his work was done and now the guardians where on their own. As he left the monk couldn't help but smirk at the idea of what would happen to any Evil that dared attack the family of the Key.

Hope you liked it I'm thinking of calling it The Key's Family or Family of the Key haven't decided yet. Let me know what you think. Also for the year of 2018 I plan to only focus on this rewrite, my Harry Potter fiction Nourishment, my Naruto/Pokemon cross, and another Harry Potter fic the prologue of which will be posted in the latest chapter of Nourishment. Those four alone so please do not ask about my other stories just these four will be worked on. Thank you. Now I hope you enjoyed the work R&R Ja Ne