The Choice is Yours
Title: The Gryffindor Slayer
Keywords: Buffy/Harry Potter
Summary: Ginny Weasley has been Called. Now she is Voldemort's main target to kill before she can be trained. But he has to get through a few people who have different ideas.
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Prologue: The Choice is Yours
Ginny Weasley said goodnight to her brother and his friends before she headed up to her room. She was feeling strange, not quite like herself. Like someone had cast a spell on her but she didn't remember anyone doing so.
She went to change into her nightie but the wardrobe door was stuck. She pulled it hard and the door fell straight off.
Once the door was repair, Ginny tried to open it again and it worked like it should have. Shaking her head, she thought no more of it.
The other girls who shared her room weren't in bed yet, and Ginny was pleased about that. It meant that no one saw her damage school property. It also meant she could try to sleep without having to listen to the other girls whispered conversations.
After much tossing and turning, Ginny managed to fall asleep and she started dreaming.
In her dreams, there were monsters fighting a young girl. The girl stood no chance and perished. Then the dream flicked to another girl, she was fighting and winning. The monsters that she was fighting looked human. Once again, she got overwhelmed and died.
The dream continued through different ages, the dress sense giving away the passage of time. There was always monsters of some description and a young girl. They were always fighting. The girl always ended up dying in some violent horrible way. It was a nightmare that Ginny couldn't wake herself from.
A spectre of a girl she saw murdered before her eyes appeared.
"You need to know your history before you can accept your destiny. Watch."
The spectre pointed towards a girl who looked around Ginny's age with blond hair. She was wearing a beautiful white dress and carrying a crossbow.
"The Powers' General. The rules are about to change."
Ginny watched the girl die but she didn't stay dead. She was brought back to life by a male.
"There are now two Chosen."
The blonde girl was with another girl who had dark skin. They were fighting each other but neither gaining the upper hand. They teamed up and went against their demons and won.
The dream continued to the blonde with her boyfriend. Ginny blushed as she realised what was happening. The boyfriend changed afterwards into a demon.
"Angelus," the Spectre hissed and her hand went to her throat.
"He killed you?" Ginny turned to her guide.
"Many decades ago."
The dream continued. The blonde survived her fight but the other girl was killed. And then another girl showed up. She had long, dark brown hair.
"The last of the Chosen."
Ginny frowned at the comment but watched as the brunette began her decent into darkness. The blonde fought her and managed to gain control of the fight. Ginny watched as the brunette ended up in hospital. The blonde went on to fight the monster who had taken the other girl under his wing. She destroyed him easily in the end.
The images skipped forward quite a bit. The brunette was in a muggle jail and the blonde was fighting an ancient looking monster. Young girls, younger than the blonde, started appearing. They were living with the blonde.
The images went to the brunette as she escaped from jail and took on Angelus. She managed to do enough for her friends to capture him. A red headed girl showed up who looked familiar to Ginny. It was obvious she was some kind of witch for she was casting a spell.
Once again, Ginny frowned at the comment. Obviously these three people were important somehow but it didn't make much sense to her at the moment.
The images went back to the blonde and the red headed witch was there. Surprising Ginny, the brunette was also there and neither the blonde nor the brunette were attacking each other. The young girls sitting near the blonde were listening to whatever was being said, before they headed outside with weaponry.
"The choice is yours. Do you accept your fate?" the Spectre asked. "Would you choose to be a guardian of the light for the future?"
"I don't understand," Ginny told the Spectre honestly.
"The Chosen never got to choose, from this day forth, they do."
Ginny watched the fight and how the young girls managed to fight so many demons and actually were able to kill them. She thought about her own battles to come. She thought about Harry, her brothers and parents, Neville and his parents, Hermonie and the rest of her school. She knew they needed the edge against Voldemort and she wanted to help in which ever way she could.