Harry was feeling pretty good after his third year. True, it hasn't been going perfectly, but nothing ever does. Still, his godfather was free-ish and alive, and both their souls were where they belong. And then he got a visit from his mother's mother.

Re-re-re-post to finally correct the formatting errors this time for sure. HP/Slayers spamfic.

Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived, Hogwarts Student, Future Auror, and Junior Enemy to All Who Live. Wait, what?