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Summary: Ginny Weasley is chosen.

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Harry Potter > General > Action(Past Donor)PaxFR151528021,33715 Dec 0715 Dec 07Yes
Disclaimer: Sadly, not mine.
Summary: Ginny Weasley is chosen.
Crossover: BTVS/HP
Pairing: None
A/N: Takes place about the summer of Chosen for BTVS and the summer after HP&HBP.



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The good thing about being the little sister is that no one pays you too much attention. If you’re quiet enough you can slip by them all and they will be none the wiser.

Ginny slips out of Grimmauld Place just as the sun goes down. The dreams lure her out. Ever since the summer began they have given her no peace. Strange dreams full of fight and death. But she isn’t afraid. Ever since the summer began she knows she can fight the dark. She’s meant to.

At the end of the street there’s man pressing a woman against the dirty brick. Ginny can hear the woman’s mewling and the man’s grunts of pleasure. She’s about to turn away when some strange instinct urges her on.

“Hey!” she didn’t meant to make a sound but her voice carries in the dark, certain and angry.

He lifts his head and she can tell there’s something wrong with his face. The woman slides down the wall. She’s isn’t making any sounds anymore. The man is stalking towards her and Ginny is surprised to realize she appreciates the predatory grace of his movements. She smells him. Cold, he smells like autumn leaves after rain. He smells like the dungeons. Her heart beats faster.

He lets out a growl and she can sense his pleasure at the sight of her. Her anger flares and instinctively she reaches for her wand. But he’s fast; his cold hands are already on her, sliding around her neck, pulling her close. He’s strong and she is thinking only with half her brain. Her hand clasps around her wand and she tries to say the right spell, but he pulls her into him and somehow she knows that he will sink his teeth in her and that will be the end. He snaps her against him and there’s a sound like a whoosh of a broom and she is held by nothing and the bleak light shines through a cloud of dust.

First thing she notices is that her wand hand is trembling. The second realization is of pure pleasure, the adrenaline rushes inside of her and the dream comes back to her eyes.

“Are you ready to be strong?”

Her answer comes unexpectedly out loud. “Yes.”
Urged on by instinct she rushes to the slumped woman. Everything is surreal and a little grainy. She makes sure the woman is breathing. Breathing means alive.

Ginny lets out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. Helping the woman up she leads her out of the alley. It’s odd being thanked by a stranger for doing something you aren’t entirely sure you did.

That night Ginny dreams again. Same dream; blood and death and the euphoria of being alive. She dreams of a golden haired woman with bottomless green eyes holding out a hand to her and always asking the same question.

“Are you ready to be strong?”

Yes, she thinks, yes, oh yes! I am ready. I am meant for this.

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