Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own Harry Potter, Twilight, Percy Jackson, or any characters you recognize from J.K. Rowling, Rick Riordan, or Stephanie Meyer and any mistakes found in any of the chapters are my own.

A/N... this is simply the start of Zane's story beginning with how she came to be (Nafisa & Ares) and why she ends up where she does.

Lesley-Ann Brandt as Nafisa Shafiq

Joe Manganiello as Ares god of war

Aaron Taylor Johnson as James Potter

Holland Roden as Lily Potter

Ben Barnes as Sirius Black

Andrew Garfield as Remus Lupin

Carey Mulligan as Alice Longbottom

Leonardo DiCaprio as Frank Longbottom

Angela Bassett as Mirabel Picquery-Shafiq

Brian Stokes Mitchell as Aasif Shafiq

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It was a frigid snowy night, as a young witch made her way down the streets of London. The tip of her nose was turning red and her brown cheeks were starting to look flushed. Nafisa Shafiq sighed as she thought back to the happenings of a few hours ago; the meeting with the Order of the Phoenix was a complete bust, they were no where closer to finding Voldemort's headquarters than they were a few weeks ago; having graduated from Hogwarts last spring she and the others were hoping that they would have made more progress by now, but unfortunately that wasn't the case. However, there was one positive thing that came out of that completely discouraging meeting. Her very dear friends, James and Lily Potter asked her and Sirius if they would be their unborn child's godparents. Nafisa chuckled a little thinking back to only a few years ago how Lily vehemently insisted that she would forever loath James, despite her and Alice Longbottom neè Macmillan insisting that they would end up together someday.

She halted as she saw a sign for a muggle pub, and decided to get out of the cold. She made her way through the crowd bobbing her head to Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody" that somehow was able to flow over the loud noise of the crowd. She took her seat at the bar and ordered a glass of whiskey. As she took her first sip she could feel the alcohol warm her up. Suddenly, the hairs on Nafisa's arms and the back of her neck seemed to stand on end & her magic seemed to start buzzing in her stomach as if to warn her about something. She glanced over both of her shoulders and paused as she locked eyes with the man who just entered the pub. The muggles seemed to part like the Red Sea as he made his way into the bar, like they could sense how dangerous he was. He was a tall man, about 6'5" weighing maybe 250 lbs of pure muscle, he had sun glasses on even though it was night time but she could feel his heated gaze on her, his dark jeans curved his strong legs, his black muscle shirt was covered by a scuffed up leather jacket. She could see that he had numerous scars on his face, including what looked like claw marks going from his cheek to the side of his buzz cut. All in all the man looked to be the epitome of danger. Seeing as though the Shafiq family were legacies of Serqet, the Egyptian goddess of fertility, nature, animals, medicine, magic, and healing venomous stings and bites; she could sense when another pantheon was near. His entire aura screamed raw power, and that alone told Nafisa that she wasn't dealing with a minor god. She was shaken out of her musings as he took a seat next to her at the bar. Once he took off his sunglasses, Nafisa gulped as she got a good look at his eyes that looked like pure fire.

"Didn't think I'd run into a little scorpion here." Was the first thing that came out of his mouth as he smirked at her.

Nafisa's brow furrowed as she thought of a reply, " You seem to be at an advantage. You seem to already know something about me, but I am afraid I am at a loss my lord." She said stoically yet respectfully sensing the power flowing from this man.

"Look a bit closer λίγο σκορπιό, you'll figure it out." He stated making her look at him a bit more critically as she heard him speak Greek.

As she looked deeper in his eyes she looked past the never ending fire that seemed to burn and them and shuddered at what she saw next; bloody corpses laid out with swords and spears flying around in complete chaos, the screams of men seemed to make their way to her ears making her gasp in realization as her mind clicked with his identity.

"Lord Ares." She said simply giving him a slight bow of her head making his eyes glow brighter and his smirk grow.

...

Nafisa let out a painful sigh as she threw up for what to be the hundredth time in the past couple of days. Seeing as she almost never got sick, she raked her brain trying to figure out the cause of her supposed illness. After sitting on her bathroom floor for what seemed forever she gasped as she ran to the calendar book sitting on her nightstand. She flipped through the pages panicked seeing that she was a few weeks late, she had tried to chalk it down to stress but she couldn't get rid of the nagging feeling in the back of her head. She grabbed her holly wood wand with a Hungarian Ironbelly heartstring core and whispered a small incantation pointing it toward her stomach. As the light shined bright gold, she dropped her wand in shock. Her brief affair with Ares lasted a few weeks, it gave her an escape from the stress of the looming war. She thought that they were being safe, but of course when you're dealing with a god nothing ever turns out the way you want.

She went back in the bathroom and stood in front of her mirror lifting up her shirt. As she gazed a her now flat stomach she let out a small laugh and smiled softly.

"I guess it's me and you kid."

...

Nafisa paced the floor in her living room trying to take deep breathes to calm herself down, after going to a fellow healer during her break at St. Mungo's she was able to confirm her pregnancy. Now all that was left was to tell her friends and family. No one knew that it was Ares she had been seeing for the past couple of weeks. If she came to Order meetings a bit more relaxed than usual no one commented on it, though Lily and Alice couldn't help but give her knowing smirks. The two pregnant women knew her better than anyone and could tell that she had met someone; they decided that once she was ready to fess up she would, trying to force information out of Nafisa Shafiq was like signing your own death certificate. She had a temper that could match up with the Blacks on a good day.

"You've got this Nafi, just come out and tell them. Everyone I'm with child," she said still pacing in her living room shaking her head, "no, no. That sounds so stupid! Ok, everyone I'm expecting. No, Nafi! Sweet goddess Serqet why is this so hard!" She exclaimed as her floo roared to life, with James and Lily walking out of it making her jump slightly. She schooled her expression trying to calm her self down and made her way over to the couple.

"Fisa, what's going on you keep fidgeting like the boys put itching powder in your clothes!" Lily exclaimed as she pulled out of their hug.

"Everything's fine Lils I just have some exciting news, but we have to wait for everyone to get here before I say anything else." She said smiling.

"You sure Fis? You have been acting a bit odd and that's saying a lot for you." James said with a small smirk making Nafisa sock him in the arm making him groan.

"Zip it Potter, you just have to wait for everyone to get here." She said with a smirk of her own.

One by one the rest of her guests made their way into her home, after the Potters was Remus & Sirius the latter picking her up and spinning her in a hug that almost made her lose her lunch, next was the Longbottoms, then her parents, Aasif Shafiq and Maribel Picquery-Shafiq.

As they sat down in her living room Nafisa made her way to stand in front of them making them give her all of their attention.

"I know that I wasn't very forthcoming with what I needed to tell you all tonight, and believe me it was a complete shock to me. It wasn't exactly planned, not that I'm not happy about it, I am honestly. I just wish it would have happened under better circumstances, preferably with someone not so prone to unnecessary acts of violence, but I guess the fates had their own plan for me..." Nafisa seemed ramble as she often did when she was nervous not stopping to catch her breath as her mother cut her off.

"Ti kras, breath child. What's happened?" Her mother's soft, concerned voice soothed her as her creole accent flowed through the room.

"Well, I'm pregnant." She said after taking a few breaths and was met by the happy squeals of Lily & Alice, a happy, supportive smile from her mother, and the shocked faces of her father, Sirius, James, Remus, & Frank.

"Fisa! That's amazing now all of our kids can grow up together!" Lily exclaimed as she and Alice pulled her into a hug.

Next her mother came over and pulled her into a tight embrace saying softly, "I am so happy for you ti kras, but who is the child's father?" She said breaking the men out of their stupor as making eveyone caste hopeful glances at Sirius making Nafisa sigh.

"Before you get any ideas, Sirius isn't the father. Despite what you all think we've never been together," she said making everyone sigh in dissapointment and Sirius give her a small understanding smile, "this is the part where it gets a bit complicated." she stated with a sigh sitting on the arm of the couch next to Sirius.

"You can tell us Fisa," Lily said with an encouraging smile, "Is that why you've seemed so relaxed these past couple of weeks?"

"Honestly yes. But whatever we had is now over. I knew going into it that it wasn't a long term situation, that would be simply impossible." she stated making them furrow their brows.

"Why, who is he Nafi?" her father stated concerned.

"Can you not sense him papa? Here, come." She asked as she placed her father's hand on her stomach. Seeing as he was also a legacy of Serqet he would be able to sense Ares' aura through the child.

He gasped as he felt a surge of raw power flow through his unborn grandchild. He gazed upon his daughter's face and gave a troubled sigh.

"Who?"

"Ares."

...

Nafisa's painful groans flowed through the room as her mother wiped her forehead.

"You're almost there Fisa. You can do this." her father said taking her hand as she pushed.

"I can see the head Nafisa, you're almost there. I can see the head." Madam Pomfrey said she coached her to take deep breaths. Nafisa insisted that she be the one to deliver her child as she trusted her more than any other healer. As Nafisa pushed for the last time a shrill screamed filled the room and eveyone let out a collective, relieved breath.

"It's a girl!" Madam Pomfrey exclaimed joyfully placing the child in the arms of her mother.

Nafisa let her joyful tears stream dowm her face as she gazed at the beautiful little girl in her arms. The child's tears seemed to halt and Nafisa let out a slight gasp as she gazed at the bright amber eyes of her daughter.

"She's beautiful Nafi." Her mother stated as she and her father wiped their own joyful tears.

Suddenly a slight surge of power settled in the room making Nafisa's head turn as a familiar burly man made his way in. It didn't take much for her parents to realize who he was, but that didn't stop them from standing protectively in front of their daughter and granddaughter.

Nafisa watched him with careful eyes as he made his way to the open side of her bed and gazed down at his newest child.

She waited with baited breath as he studied the baby girl with calculating eyes before nodding his head slightly.

"This one will be strong." was all he said before placing a bronze chain around the baby's neck and walking away.

"Zane. Her name is Zane." Nafisa stated making him halt before he nodded his head once more as he disappeared.

...

James and Lily Potter were dead.

Sirius had been arrested.

Dumbledore would not tell her where her godson Harry was.

Nafisa's whole world had been turned upside down just a few short days after her daughters first birthday. She had a feeling it was only going to get worse. Voldemorts followers had become increasingly and worriedly reckless in the few short hours since the demise if their master. Just this morning she had gotten word that her dear friends Frank and Alice Longbottom had been tortured by the Lestranges. It was only a matter of time before they came for her.

She gazed down at the expressive amber eyes of her daughter and could not help but let out a few tears. Just then she felt something push at the wards surronding her home.

She steeled her expression and hastily grabbed her daughter running up the stairs. She finally reached her bedroom and locked the door. She turned to her back window before whispering an incantation in arabic.

"khadhani 'iilaa damiin (take me to my blood)"

As she repeated the incantation a red door materialized where her window used to be. Once the door was in place, she set her daughter down and gazed into her eyes lovingly letting out a few more tears.

"Mama loves you so much hadiat saghira (little gift)." She said as she smooth her daughter's wild black and brown curls kissing her forehead. She placed her locket filled with moving pictures of the both of them around the child's neck securing it along with her celstial bronze chain as she felt another shove at her wards.

She kissed her forehead one more time before placing the child through the door praying to whatever gods were listening to watch over her precious little girl because she knew after tonight she wouldn't be able to.

...

Far away on Olympus a stoic dark haired god gazed down at Hestia's hearth and let out a sigh at the sight of Aasif & Mirabel Shafiq cradling their crying granddaughter.

"She will know happiness Ares." the goddess of love said smiling sadly at him laying a supportive hand on his arm, "I've seen it, once she completes the trails the fates have set for her, she will have true love and happiness."