A/N: I hope you like this fiction, it's my first crossover for Angel / Harry Potter, so please be nice.

Disclaimer: I do not own the spell from Buffy, the characters from HP, BTVS, or Angel.

A Witch Slayer

"Words to the Goddess.

Prayers to the Goddess.

Protector of woman

...of women.

The power of the Goddess.

Queen of the Moon

of the Earth,

Air, Fire, Water,

of the Angels

of Guardians and of Slayers

...of Slayers

...of Slayers

...Goddess

Queen of the Moon

of the Earth,

Air,Fire,Water

of the Angels

of Guardians and of Slayers

... of Slayers

... of Slayers

of SISTERS.."

Scotland, Hogwarts-Final Battle

Hermione laid lifeless, as Greyback made his way towards her, after he tossed her against the wall. He had a wand pointed towards her, yet he hadn't cast a single spell, preferring to the physical approach. She looked to her right, where Ron was fighting alongside Percy, and to her left where Harry was going against Voldemort. She felt herself grow tired, from the past year of running, and trying her part to aid in the present war. She could feel the shadows of death, as they lulled her to sleep, away from the pain.

She closed her eyes, and than suddenly there was a new wave of energy, strength, and a new type of power, which made her feel strong. She opened her eyes with a smirk, just as the werewolf grasped her by the throat, and stared straight into the monstrous eyes of the man.

"I'm awake now," She used her palms, to shove the large wizard off, as she did a back flip casting the slicing spell to his throat. Than turned towards the red heads, and sent a paralyzing jinx towards Lucius Malfoy, in what felt like one swift movement.

"That was brilliant, Mione, didn't know you could do that!" Ron exclaimed, helping his older brother up, as she went to aid the twins.

She had just passed the twins in time, to shove both of them out of the way, before the pile of bricks landed on Fred. Than immediately sent another paralyzing spell towards the wizard, who had tried hurting them, "Are you alright, Fred, George?"

The twins were actually speechless, as they watched there bookworm save the Collin brothers, from the killing curse by placing a shield more powerful than she ever cast before, causing the Death Eaters spell to back fire on them. She watched as they fell to the floor.

She hurried to where she last seen her other best friend, and Voldemort, chest to chest. "HARRY!"

Voldemort straightened, as he looked over towards the witch, sensing the new power radiating within her. "Last I saw you, you were dog food." He pretended to look around for the werewolf, and than made a fake sorrowful face, "First Neville, killed my Negina, than you kill my mutt."

Harry was shoved to the side, with the wave of his best friends hand, as he watched the killing curse come towards her. "Hermione!"

She jumped above the green spell, landing on the other side of the Dark Lord, and pressed her wand to his throat, "I had to put your dog to sleep, do forgive me, Voldy."

"You will show respect, Mudblood!" He roared, "Avada Kedavra!"

She cast a shield much like the one against the Death Eaters attacking the Collin's, and watched as the green spell hit Voldemort, sending him into a pile of ashes. She turned towards Harry, who was slowly making his way towards her, and smiled at him, "It's over Harry, you did it."

"You did it Hermione, I don't know how though, but you killed him," Harry explained, as he wrapped an arm around his friend, and turned her towards the Great Hall.

Mrs. Weasley hurried towards the witch, with tears in her eyes as they came through the double doors, and wrapped her arms around her, "You saved my children, Hermione, thank you so much!"

Hermione smiled at the plump witch, before stepping out of the hug, "I am just relieved you're all safe."

"You should had seen her, Mum, she was brilliant," Fred started.

"The way she pushed us from the wall, and took down those two Death Eaters, in one swift movement,"George wrapped an arm around the witch's shoulders, ignoring the blush that appeared on her face.

McGonagall stood at the front of the great hall, and pressed her wand to her throat, "The injured are at St. Mungo's. There will be rooms for those, who have no other place to go, or wish to stay and help rebuild Hogwarts. The Light has won!" With that the twins shot fireworks from there wands, and everyone started to cheer, and celebrate.

Hermione was sitting in her family home, with her familiar laying lazily on her lap, while she thought about the dream.

She had nightmares of the battle, but than the scene would cut, and she would be somewhere in the past chained. Men sitting around a her, chanting something, and than another scene where she was fighting a vampire.

They weren't just any vampires, these ones were more ferrel, unlike the ones who walked alongside her in the Wizarding World.

She had to call someone, or better yet visit him, and see what he knew about these dreams of hers, and she could do with a change. Maybe she could lend her home towards her cousins, who had moved from the states, to get a fresh start as well.

Los Angelas, California

Spike glared at the vampire, "It's not like I want to be with you twenty-four / seven."

"Just don't talk to me," Angel complained. He had just been on a case, which nearly got him killed, while Spike was unable to help. 'Why'd she choose him, to be Champion.'

"Not going to happen," Spike smirked.

"I know you enjoyed watching me, getting my ass kicked," Angel walked into the restroom, which was placed between his apartment, and office. Why Wolfran and Hart, wanted to keep him here, he had no clue. He walked around his desk, and took a seat in the large leather seat, just to shoot back up when noticing a familiar face. "Hermione?"

The witch smiled at her friend, as she entered the large office, taking in everything around her, "So you sold out? I was surprised you weren't at the Hotel, but thankfully Fred, she let me know you moved. We ran into each when I stopped for lunch, and Wesley, and her, brought me to this building. You know this place is wrong, and I am not talking about the demons, but I feel something not right about this place. She walked towards the desk, looking at the blonde with interest, before back at the other vampire, "Angel, did you give Barbie the amulet, and become her champion?"

Spike growled, at hearing the witch insult the slayer, causing her to arch a brow at him. "Her name is Buf-"

"Buffy Summers, yes I am aware of her name, we're cousins," She answered as she hopped on the edge of the large desk. Than looked back at the blonde, "I call her Barbie, she calls me Wanda, no harm in the names."

"Well your cousin didn't want me to wear the amulet, because she had another soul in-tacked vampire," Angel explained, glaring at the other vampire. "Spike, this is Hermione, she gave me the amulet, to give to Buffy."

"What was she thinking?" The witch jumped off the desk, and stood in front of the other vampire, with a small smile on her face, "I heard about you, Spike. Your mentioned in some of the books, within my old schools library," she circled him, trying not to touch him, "A poet in your mortal life."

"A awful one at that," Angel added with a smirk, which dropped when he saw the look on his friends face, "Why are you here Hermione, not that I am not happy, just wasn't expecting you."

"I was wandering about something," She answered taking a seat on the sofa, and than patted the spot beside her, as she looked at her friend, "I hate sitting behind a desks, makes everything feel less friendly, prefer the friends catching up way of talking."

"I like this one," Spike smirked, as he sat in the armchair on the other side of the woman, and watched as Angel did as instructed.

Angel ignored the blonde, as he looked back at the witch, and gave an encouraging smile, "So what's on the mind of the smartest witch of her time?"

"Greyback, he had me close to death, and I was about to just let myself come to my wounds. Than suddenly I felt this power pulse through my body, and I felt the urge to save everyone, from the evilness. My acrobatic, strength, and spell casting became so much stronger, than they had ever been in my life. Ever since the battle, I been having dreams where I am killing vampires, and some where I see men chanting around a me while I am chained up. I can sense evil before entering a room, and can tell which demons are good, and bad," She looked back towards the blonde, and than back at her friend, "I saved my friends, and dorm mates, fighting in ways I never done before. Before that though, I felt like I had a choice, die and be at peace with what I have done. Or accept a power that was promised to me, and not like wand power, but in strength power." She was now leaning against the couch, with her eyes closed. "All I knew was that I had to help my friends, and knew exactly where to be, without even having to think. I bloody killed Voldemort, which my best friend was destined too, and I have no clue what's going on."

"You're a Slayer," Answered Spike, receiving a couple of puzzled looks from the witch, and other vampire, "Buffy had Willow, do some bloody spell, that would give all potential slayers, the true power of a slayer. I should know, I was there when they came up with the plan."

"Why didn't you talk to Buffy, I thought she was staying with you, along with the rest of the Scooby's," Angel asked.

She seemed to think for a moment, as she turned a smiled towards the blonde, "She is in my familys home, with Dawny, and there friends. I needed a change, so I came to talk to you, and plus do you know how jealous she was when I learned I was a witch?" She turned to look at the blonde with a smile, "Than she became the slayer four years later, and felt we were on the same level," she looked back at Angel, "So I decided not to tell her."

Spike leaned forward, as he studied the small witch, sitting beside him. Her hair reminded him of caramel, her eyes were the color of chocolate, and how her freckles laid lightly against her cream skins. He wanted to run his fingers through her wild curls, and kiss those pink lip.

Hermione noticed the look the blonde was giving her, and tried to hide the blush, as she looked at her friend, "So do you have a job for a Slayer, within this fun house?" She asked, as she stood to her feet, and walked into the meeting room. "I have a feeling you're going to need me, more than Barbie."

The two vampires followed her, and watched as she took in the room, waving her wand around to place protective charms, "Now they won't be able to hear anything, except for the false conversation the magic will make up," She turned towards her friend, "Take me to the others office, and Fred, already allowed me to place a protection spell in her work area."

So the rest of the day, was the three of them going around the form, placing protective charms, and sound proof charms around the offices.

Four Months Later

Spike had his head buried in the curve of the witch's neck, as he used his body to pin her against his wall, "You are wearing to much clothes?"

"Spike," She moaned, as he lifted the skirt up to her waist, and pushed her silk panties aside. She had gotten dress while he was in the shower, after spending the night in his bed, when he suddenly pulled her into the shower where he had her pinned. She loved how rough he was, and was extremely glad he wasn't panting for her cousin.

They had gone on an assignment, after he was no longer bound to the building, or Angel, and started a solid friendship, which switched to more real quickly. It had gotten to the point, where she was staying with him in his room, instead of the guest room in Angel's apartment.

He groaned as he felt her warmth wrap around him, and her fingered were buried within his hair, as he made her lose herself with each thrust. He never imagined that he would fall for anyone else, besides the Slayer, who had only ever tagged him along, without real feelings for him. "So what do you have planned for today?" He turned the water off, and gently set his lover down, as he brought a towel to wrap around his waist.

"I am going to my friends wedding in Britain," She answered, as she used her wand to dry herself, and did the same to the vampire. "I will be gone for three days."

"There's not anyway, in which I could persuade you, into letting me go with you is there?" He had his face buried in the curve of her neck again, as he ran his fingers up, and down her sides, "I understand if you don't-"

She looked surprisingly at the blonde, not like the 'are you mad kind of surprise', but an excited kind of surprise, "Do you really want to come with me?"

He studied her for a few minutes, to see how she meant the question, and found that she actually was excited. He smiled as he lead her into his room, keeping an arm around her waist, "and miss three days of just us alone, are you bloody kidding me?"

"Of course I want you to come with me, I told my best friends about you, and they can't wait to see the man that is helping to heal me," She studied his still nude body, and crossed her arms over her chest, "But you have to where clothes, don't need to be sent to Azkaban for murder, if some other girl looks at you the wrong way."

"Azkaban, that's where all the evil witch's, and wizards go right?" Spike asked, remembering when they stayed up, and talked about the Magical World.

She had already placed three of his suites, into that extended clutch of hers, as he changed into a pair of black jeans, and a red button shirt, topped off with his leather coat. She threw on a sweater, as she took his hand, "Let's go say bye to Angel, so he knows not to look for us, for the next three days."

Spike had his cell to his ear, and an arm around the witch, keeping her beside him, "Mia, and are taking a holiday, we'll see you in a week." He ignored the glare she was sending him, as he leaned down and kissed her temple, tossing his phone on the bed. There was no way, he would let anyone disrupt his time with the witch, if he had a say. "How are we getting there?"

"Apperating to a friend in New York, and flooing to the Burrow," She answered, before doing just what she said.

A/N: This is my first Angel / Harry Potter Crossover FanFiction. I apologize for any misspelling, or anything else you might see fault in. I will write another chapter regardless, but beyond two depends on what kind of reaction I receive. I really hope you like it...