Well, after reading fics on this site from many talented authors for a while, I finally decided to try my hand at writing some of my own. Hope you like it! Please R&R!
Disclaimer: I (unfortunately) own none of the characters from either Buffy the Vampire Slayer or the Harry Potter series. They belong to the geniuses, Joss Whedon and J.K Rowling. I am not trying to take credit for their works, I am just a poor college student amusing herself by writing some fan fiction!
Timeline: Set after season 3 of Buffy and in Harry's 7 year. Spoilers for Buffy seasons 1-3 and HP books 1-5. I decided to skip book 6 as the way it left off doesn't really fit in with how I want my story to go. The Scoobies managed to defeat the Mayor after his ascension and are now in the process of enjoying their summer vacation. Harry has also just finished up his 6th year and is heading back to the Dursley’s for the summer. I will not be using the plot from HP and the DH, but I might some of the spells, memories and other little things that I learned from the book. If there's anything that might give away any of its key points, I promise that I'll put up a huge, flashing SPOILERS sign before I use it.
Changes I have made: I choose to disregard the Horcruxes, Dumbledore dying, and the gang dropping out of Hogwarts. Too complex for me to include all that, and it doesn't go along with how I want my story to go. As for Buffy, don’t expect anything to go the way Joss planned in the later seasons, but I may decide to throw in a few cannon events here and there. Faith didn’t go evil and continues to work alongside Buffy and the Scoobies. Also, Giles and Buffy still work for the Watcher’s Council because I may need access to their resources in the near future. As of now, Giles is Buffy’s Watcher and Wes is Faith’s.
Author’s Note: Okie, well, obviously the first part of this chapter will look familiar to all you seasoned Buffy veterans. I took direct quotes from the episodes “Prophecy Girl,” “Bargaining Pt. 2,” and “Graduation Day Pt. 2.” All transcripts where I got the quotes courtesy of of my ramblings, let’s get to the story!
A pretty blonde girl in a white dress frantically swings up with her arm, knocking away the withered hand of what appears to be a vampire, and starts to run. He holds his hand out toward her and she freezes, an effect of the hypnotic power that he possesses. She looks back at him but can't seem to make herself move. He approaches her, making slow twisting motions with his hand. He comes up behind her, gently takes off her leather jacket and lets it fall to the ground. The girl is now panting hard with fear.
After a small speech, the vampire bends down and bites her at the base of her neck. He drinks a few sips of her blood and lets her go. He lets go of the girl and she falls face down into a pool of water at his feet, unconscious.
The same girl, now dressed in a black shirt and tan pants is fighting a tall, handsome man dressed in all black. The blonde manages to cut the man on the hand with her sword, followed by a kick to the face, and he suddenly falls to the ground, gasping in pain. His eyes glow bright red for an instant and go back dark. He looks up at her, but quickly collapses to the floor, crying. The man raises himself back up, his eyes heavy with tears, and looks into her eyes.
After some whispered words, tears, and one lingering passion-filled kiss, the blonde steps back, draws back her sword and thrusts it into the man’s chest. His eyes whip open in surprise and pain, and a bright light emanates from the sword. He reaches out to her and looks down at the sword thrust completely through him. She steps back, watching as he is pulled through some sort of portal behind him.
Harry Potter, the most famous wizard in the world known as “The Boy Who Lived,” awoke with a start, scattering the books and papers arranged around him on his bed. Reaching a hand to his night table, he fumbled around for his glasses before grabbing a piece of parchment and a quill. Writing quickly in order to get as much down on paper as possible before the memory of his dream slipped away, Harry described first the mysterious girl’s encounter with the vampire and then her fight with the dark-haired man in a letter to his headmaster. Folding it, he tied the finished letter to the leg of his pet owl, Hedwig, and sent her into the night.
A couple of hours later, Harry had dozed off, having fallen asleep on top of his Charms homework. Soaring gracefully through the window, Hedwig landed heavily on her master's bed, nipping at his ear affectionately to wake him up. After swatting her away weakly, he suddenly remembered the note that he had written to Professor Dumbledore about his dream and bolted up in bed. Removing the piece of parchment that had become stuck to his face when he fell asleep on it, Harry removed the letter from Hedwig's leg before petting her and allowing her to return to her cage.
Opening the envelope, Harry found a short note and a sticky piece of candy. Setting the candy aside, he concentrated on the letter which read:
I believe I know who the young woman in your dream is. It is not safe to say who, in case this letter is intercepted by Voldemort or one of his followers, but I can say is that I believe she will a great asset to our cause. The liquorice whip that is enclosed is a portkey and will activate at exactly 9:30 am tomorrow morning. Please gather your things and meet me in my office first thing in the morning. We have much to discuss.
After finishing the letter, Harry set it down on his bed-side table and after clearing off his bed, got back under the covers. Knowing that he would be getting little sleep, he took off his glasses and turned off the light, bathing the room in darkness.
Opening his eyes, Harry glanced at the clock, bolting upright when he realized that it was already 9:15am. He hurriedly got dressed, mumbling a few colorful swear words under his breath, and grabbed his wand before snatching the liquorice whip off of his bed-side table. He only had to wait a few seconds before he felt a sharp tug behind his navel and in seconds, he landed in Dumbledore's office. The headmaster gave him a small smile before gesturing for Harry to sit down in a chair in front of his desk.
“Hi, Professor,” greeted Harry.
“Hello, Harry. I am guessing you are wondering about the mysterious woman in your dream and how she can help us with the fight against Voldemort.” At Harry's nod, he continued. “Buffy Summers, the woman in your dream, is the Slayer.”
“The Slayer, sir?” asked Harry, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“Into each generation a Slayer is born, one girl in all the world, a Chosen One, one born with the strength and skill to hunt the vampires, demons, and the forces of darkness,” Dumbledore recited the well-known speech told to every slayer.
“Oh...” muttered Harry, trying to take in this new information. “And you think she'd be able to help us in our fight against Voldemort?”
“Yes, Harry, I do. Now, you'd better get back to your Aunt and Uncle's house before they realize you've gone missing. I will discuss the situation with The Order and send an owl to Miss Summers today asking her for her assistance. I will contact you once I have more information.” Harry took this as his que to leave and stood, giving Dumbledore a small smile.
Muttering “portus” under his breath and pointing at a small paperweight with his wand, Dumbledore transformed it into a portkey and handed it to Harry.
“Goodbye, Harry. Stay safe.”
“Bye, Professor. I'll try.”
The last thing Harry saw before he felt a sharp tug behind his navel and the room disappeared was Dumbledore grabbing a vase of floo powder and walking toward the fireplace.
A bit short, but I wanted to make the next scene take place in Sunnydale, and this deserved its own chapter! Hope you guys liked it and drop me a review on your way out!