Title: The Finer Things
Author: Christy
Rating: FR15
Disclaimer: I do not own anything here, not even the story idea
Genre: AU Romance (Buffy/Will, Hermione/Jack)
Part: 0/?
Fandoms: Buffy/Harry Potter/Pirates of the Caribbean
Timeline: After Buffy Season 7; After all the PotC films; during year five (Order of the Phoenix) for HP
Summary: Buffy meets Hermione and there's chaos in the Caribbean
Author's Note: Okay, this is a first for me on many levels- the long ANs not withstanding. Was inspired to write this story based on the manip you see below. Now, I've tried to keep it as close to the inspiration as possible, but, for example, I have this set in the fifth, not fourth year, and obviously has to be AU for HP as the timing is totallyoff, but I'm gonna work with it...hope you like it...R/R always appreciated.

"Yo ho ho, it's a pirate's life for me," the brunette muttered as he glanced over at his approaching companion. "Do you have the envelope?" he asked him.

"Do you really think I'd forget it?" the blond replied. "It just took the solicitor longer than I liked to find the blasted thing."

The brunette smirked. "We've been using them for longer than the Colonies have been around, mate, so them losing it for a little while isn't that surprising. Savvy?"

Will shrugged. "If you say so. Elizabeth just said not to open it until 11:15 this morning at this address in London. Can't believe we finally get to see what it is they left us," he commented as he pulled the envelope out of his jacket pocket. It was worn and weathered, the ink on it barely legible after so many years of the men having held on to it. Both were mildly surprised when they opened it to find only a small note inside that read

The Order of the Phoenix resides at 12 Grimmauld Place

"What the bloody hell does that mean?" Jack demanded as Will simply pointed to the house expanding into existence right in front of them.

"And here I though your lover was worse, being a Slayer and all," Jack said, glancing at his fellow ex-pirate. "But I think mine being a witch takes the cake now, mate. How about we go see the ladies now, eh, Turner?"