Harry Potter and the Hunter
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Prologue
In the wake of the Triwizard Tournament Harry Potter lay brooding in his bed in the Gryffindor boy's common room. Cedric Diggory's death had hit him hard and the guilt had been eating away at him. Eventually he got sick of trying to sleep and got out of bed. He grabbed his invisibility cloak and started walking towards the Forbidden Forest, not really bothering to tread silently as he didn't give a shit if he was caught.
As he reached the edge of the forest he noticed how quiet it was, not even a tree rustling in the breeze. However as the idea to turn back started to appeal to him, he noticed a man standing in the shadows. Not deciding to tempt fate Harry started to turn away. But Harry underestimated the man, who leapt at him with incredible strength and speed. He tackled Harry to the ground and Harry noticed his demonic visage. Harry began to scream but the monster covered his mouth and leant towards Harry's neck.
Harry wasn't an idiot. He knew what this creature was. A vampire. He hoped that his death would be quick but he knew that a vampire's bite hurt like hell. Both vampire and boy were too absorbed in their activity that they didn't notice man approaching them. By the time the vampire smelt another human he was already turning to dust.
Harry looked up thankfully at this man and accepted the hand offered to him.
"You're not an easy boy to find" the man told him as he lifted him off the ground. Harry looked at the man, confused.
"I'm the bloody boy-who-lived, it's hard not to know where I am" Harry told the stranger.'
"I don't what the hell that means" the man replied "but I'm glad I finally did. My name is Michael Pryce. I'm am to be your watcher"
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"What the bloody hell is a watcher and why are you mine" Harry asked Michael, trying and failing to look intimidating. Michael chuckled at his attempt and sat down on a nearby log, gesturing at Harry to do the same. When he did Michael answered his question. "Let me tell you a story. Once in every generation there is a chosen one, she alone will stand to face the vampires, demons and the other things that go bump in the night. And this girl is the slayer. When one slayer dies another is called and the cycle restarts. And the slayer is trained and guided by her watcher. And you Harry. You are the first male slayer.
"So I am supposed to kill vampires" Harry asked to which Michael nodded. "And you're supposed to train me" to which Michael nodded again. "Okay, you're bloody bonkers". And with that Harry started to storm off. Michael chased after him and pulled him back. Harry pushed him back, only to see him get up 20 metres away from him a few seconds later.
"Believe me now" Michael said smirking.
"How did I do that" Harry said, staring at his hands in awe.
"That's your slayer strength, which you learn to control if you accept your calling" Michael said turning serious again.
"If I do choose to accept, what do we do" Harry asked
"Well, I'll take you away from this place to my apartment, train you for a few months and then. Then we're going to Sunnydale. The Hellmouth" Michael answered
Thoughts were going through Harry's mind at a mile a minute. Could he leave Hogwarts and his friends? But he finally had the chance to do something worthwhile with his life. Eventually he came to his decision.
"I'll do it. I'll be your Slayer"
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The first actual update will be up by Sunday. Thanks for waiting.