TITLE: The Goddess Must Be Crazy.. Who Are We Kidding? She Is.

AUTHOR: Silence

DISCLAIMER: Joss, Fox, UPN and whoever own all things Buffy. J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and what not. Allison Warren is all mine.

SPOILERS: General warning for everything

FEEDBACK: Please?

SUMMARY: Chaos. That is all. Oh and it's a sequel to my Lord of the Rings fic: "Confessions of a Mary Sue"

DEDICATION/BLAME: I blame the fact that the Harry Potter world has quickly swallowed me up as it's newest convert.

AUTHORS NOTES: It's a Harry Potter/Buffy/Mary Sue fic.

Yeah. I'm going to Hell.

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Part 1: Portals Suck

It was an ordinary day in Sunnydale, California. The sun was shining, birds were singing, and the Slayer was bitch slapping yet another lovely demon.

Buffy Summers was a pretty young woman, with extraordinary abilities. Besides the miracle of great hair. She was blonde, petite, and was known as the Chosen One. She slayed vampires, demons, and routinely saved the world at least once a year since she was fifteen.

Today she was using the years of anger and the pain of losing her sister to a portal as fuel for her inner fury.

Sure, in some realities Buffy sacrificed herself to save Dawn and the world from Glory. In this world, Buffy never made it to Dawn before the Key jumped.

And that was something Buffy couldn't forgive herself for. Not only had she lost her sister, but the chipped vampire, Spike. He'd died trying to save Dawn. While Spike wasn't really a loss, Buffy still felt guilty about things.

As the demon fell to the ground dead, Buffy fell to her knees, the fight burned out of her. With a moan she remembered watching her sister fall into the portal.. And dissolve into nothingness as her power closed it.

Sadly, her worst nightmare happened as she rose to her feet. (Of course, she didn't know that.) A crackling noise caused her to look above her, and Buffy's eyes narrowed as a portal ripped open through the fabric of her reality..

And a limp form fell through. No sooner had the form hit the ground, the portal snapped shut with a hiss.

Buffy eyes flew wide, a flicker of hope in them, but the hope it was Dawn faded as the figure rose to her feet, long hair trailing beside her face in long pigtails.

The girl looked to be any where from seventeen to twenty-one. It was hard to pinpoint. Her eyes were a deep blue, and her hair a light and bright shade of blue as well. She wore a simple pair of jeans and a white t-shirt with the words, "I know I'm Cute, But Please, Mop Up That Drool"

The blue haired girl spoke, and unbeknownst to those living on that Earth, Hell broke loose.

"Hi! I'm Allison Warren. Everyone calls me Alli." Her pink lip glossed lips formed a bright smile. "Know a place where I can get a mocha?"

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Buffy watched Alli down her fourth mocha within ten minutes. "Who the hell are you?"

Alli set her cup down, her eyes bright and full of energy. "Told you. If you mean what am I doing here, then the best I can tell you is that Imp 13 is in for a serious ass kicking when I find him."

"Who?"

Alli ignored the question. "So, what's the date?"

"June 23rd, 2001." Buffy replied, not bothering to hide her annoyance.

"Huh. And you aren't dead? Cool." Alli waved the waitress over and ordered another mocha. "Wanna introduce me to your friends so you guys can all analyze me and stuff? Find out where I'm from, if I'm a demon and all that crap?"

Buffy fought the urge to twitch. Fought it very hard indeed.