WtMSYL
Sept.1st 2003
Harry Potter stood on Platform 9 ¾ with six of his friends. His long black inky black hair with deep blue and silver streaks reached the middle of his back and was pulled back by a band. He was dressed smartly in a white button up shirt and black slacks, with black dress boots. On each of his wrists is a bangle, made of Stygian Iron with the symbols of his godly parents and the god and goddess he'd been blessed by and whom he was as a descendant of. Percy Jackson has celestial bronze bangles as well given to him with his godly parents and ancestor gods symbols as did Jason Grace although his were made out of Imperial Gold. Percy was more casually dressed with jeans and a t-shirt and sneakers. Jason was wearing beige cargo pants and jacket, a black t-shirt and combat boots. Blaise was dressed like he was on his way to a casual dinner date, similar to Harry. Daphne had not felt like changing clothes on the train and so had come already dressed in her school uniform.
They had left the Lotus Hotel at one in the morning so that they'd arrive at the station early and board the train without the hustle and bustle of other students that they had been warned about. Dean and Neville went to the loo to change into their uniforms while the others boarded the first carriage and begin talking, reminiscing about their other companions back home. They were back several minutes later.
"So any ideas about which House you'd prefer to go in?" asked Harry.
"Daphne and I have decided that Slytherin would be the best place for us. Seeing as our clones will have spent most of their time socializing and making power plays with them, people won't notice or care about our going there. However the rest of you would draw attention as soon as a Slytherin asked about your blood status," Blaise Zabini answered in his melodious voice. Harry, seeing the wisdom of their strategy nodded that he agreed. Harry didn't like it but due to his parentage and blessings he was often looked to for leadership.
Percy and Jason, who Harry thought were better leaders than him, said that they weren't sure where they'd fit in. But Harry thought they would both be good in Gryffindor. Neville said he was hoping for Hufflepuff. Dean Thomas, like Harry said that it didn't matter as long as they were all at Hogwarts together then he'd be happy. As they talked the platform began to fill with families sending off students to school. It was almost time for the train to depart from the station when Blaise brought their attention to a young boy coming through the barrier. He was a little over five feet with messy black hair, incredibly pale skin, green eyes with round glasses wearing clothes that looked to be at least three times too big.
"There you are," muttered Harry under his breath as he observed his clone.
"What are we going to do about the clones?" asked Neville quietly.
"It's been handled; Hecate charmed the barrier so that the clones will dissipate as soon as they pass through, "responded Percy.
"Well what about Harry's clone? He hasn't dissipated yet." Daphne noted. Percy shrugged.
"Hang on," said Jason following the progress of the clone as it boarded their carriage. "The clone just made eye contact with me. Dean, I thought you cloaked our compartment?"
"I did. I used four concealment charms and two repelling charms."
Suddenly the clone stepped through the closed door with a snowy white owl in a cage. "Do not be frightened," said the clone in the voice of Hecate handing the owl over, "I came to drop off the owl that Rubeus Hagrid, the Keeper of Keys and Grounds at the school, bought for your clone Harry. It would be very suspicious if he reported to Dumbledore that he purchased owl for your birthday and you didn't arrive at the school with her. Anyway she's beautiful and intelligent and her name is Hedwig. Love you all and have a safe year." After delivering the message the clone disappeared in a puff of smoke. The demigods relaxed back into their seats and continued to converse as the conductor closed the door to the last and blew his whistle. With a billow steam the scarlet train pulled out of the station and down the tracks headed for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Night had fallen by the time the Hogwarts Express came to a stop in Hogsmeade station. They left all their luggage on the train at the behest of the conductor. Sitting in the first compartment of the first carriage proved to be an excellent idea. They were the first to exit the train to the small dark platform where a huge man with a hairy face stood with a lantern.
"Firs' years, over here! Firs' years this way! Follow me!" called the huge man. The nine friends followed by the other first year students trailed after the huge man who introduced himself as Hagrid.
"Now, round this here bend," called Hagrid over his shoulder "yeh'll get yer firs' look at Hogwarts." The path they had taken led them out to a docking area on the edge a huge lake. On the other side of the lake was a high mountain and near the top was a vast castle, the windows sparkling. "No more'n four to a boat!" called Hagrid as he led them towards the small fleet of boats tied to posts on the docks. Harry, Percy and Daphne boarded one boat with a girl with a pug nose who greeted Daphne then ignored the others. Dean, Blaise and Jason in the next a pale young boy with strawberry blonde hair, while Neville was in a third with a red headed boy with lots of freckles, a girl with bushy brown hair, and a girl with blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail.
"Everyone in?" asked Hagrid loudly who was the only person in his boat, most likely due to his girth. "Proficio!"
At the command the ropes tying the boats to the dock uncoiled from the boats to wrap themselves around the posts. With nothing holding them in place, the fleet of boats began to glide across the lake. Most of the students were looking up at the castle which towered over them the closer they got to the other side of the lake to the cliff on which it stood. Percy though, had slipped a finger into the lake. " Whoa!" he exclaimed softly, drawing the attention of his friends in the boat with him, "This lake is huge! There's a colony of merfolk near the bottom, a giant squid and a hippocampi race track!" The others smiled at his enthusiasm. Nobody was surprised by his knowledge of the lake. Comes with the territory of being a son of Posideon.
After a few more minutes the boats came to a stop inside a little harbor that was behind a curtain of ivy on the cliff and the students got out of the boats.
They climbed the flight of steps and crowded around the huge oak door. After everyone had climbed the steps, Hagrid raised his fist and knocked on the door three times. Immediately the doors swung open to reveal a talk black-haired witch in emerald green robes and a stern expression on her face.
"The firs' years, Professor McGonagall," said Hagrid.
"Thank you, Hagrid. I'll take them from here." She turned and the students followed her across the stone floor to a small empty chamber. "Welcome to Hogwarts," sad the professor "The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into a House. The Sorting ceremony is important because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory, and spend some of your free time in your house common room.
"The four houses are called, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin and Hufflepuff. Each house has a noble history and has produced outstanding wizards and witches. During your time here, your triumphs will earn your house points, and any rule breaking will cost you house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup, a great honor. I hope each of you become a credit to whichever house you are Sorted in. The Sorting Ceremony will begin shortly, witnessed by the rest of the students and staff and ghosts. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting. I shall return momentarily when we are ready for you. Please wait quietly." She turned on her heels and left the chamber.
Several discussions started up as student whispered different ideas of how they would be sorted. The red headed boy who had been in the boat with Neveille, but now stood on the right of Harry, said a bit loudly to sandy-haired boy with an Irish accent on his right side "My older brother Fred, says it hurts a lot, but George says we have to wrestle a Troll." Harry and several others rolled their eyes as couple snorts sounded throughout the crowd. The red head blushed furiously. A boy with platinum blonde stepped forward arrogantly with two huge boys on either side of him, and sneered at the red head.
"I was almost surprised to hear a stupid comment like that until I noticed your hand me down robes and red hair. You must be a Weasley. My father always said that even with seven children, your family couldn't find two brain cells to rub together," said the boy cruelly.
"Oh yeah? And who are you, you pompous twit?"
"My names Malfoy, Draco Malfoy," answered the blonde as the red head sniggered, "Think my name's funny do you? What's your name you filthy blood traitor?"
"Ron Weasley, and don't you dare talk about my family you dirty Death-Eater-In-Training!"
Someone to Harry's left asked "What's a Death Eater?" as shocked gasps echoed around the small chamber.
Unfortunately it made Malfoy look at him. "Well, well, well, Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." More gasps sounded as everyone began whispering. "You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." He held out his hand for Harry to shake but Weasley slapped his hand away.
"Stay away from my best mate you slimy snake! Harry you don't want to be around his sort," snapped the red head. Harry simply looked at them both then said "Thank you, but I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself. "
Pink tinged Malfoy's face as he slowly replied "I'd be careful if I was you, Potter. Unless you're a bit politer, you'll go the same way as yours parents. They didn't know what was good for them, either. You hang around riffraff like these Weasleys and it'll rub off on you. And you-"he didn't get to finish as Harry grabbed him by the throat and pushed him up against the wall, eyes black as the space between the stars.
"I'd be careful if I were you Malfoy. You don't know me, you don't know my parents and if you're not careful you'll be pushing up daisies." With that he dropped the boy to the floor and walked back to where he'd been standing, only to the left of the girl who'd asked about the Death Eaters and next to Jason. Malfoy, face redder then Weasely's hair, scrambled to his feet as Professor McGonagall opened the door to the chamber. "We're ready for you, form a line and follow me."
McGonagall walked from the small chamber, through the double doors to the Great Hall and up to the table at the front of the hall where the teachers sat. On top the four-legged stool in front of the teachers sat a dirty and patched, pointy wizards hat. The hat twitched and then a rip near the brim open wide like a mouth and then the hat began to sing. After the song was over, Professor McGonagall stepped forward with a long scroll of parchment.
"When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted," she said "Abbot, Hannah!" A pink-faced girl with blonde ponytails stumbled up to the stool, put on the hat and sat down. After a few moments "HUFFLEPUFF!" shouted the hat. The table to the right of the first years cheered and clapped as Hannah went and sat at the Hufflepuff table.
"Bones, Susan!" The hat shouted out again, "HUFFLEPUFF!" Susan followed the Abbot girl to the Hufflepuffs. Terry Boot went to Ravenclaw then- "Brocklehurst, Mandy!"
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Grace,Jason!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Granger, Hermione!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Greengrass, Daphne!"
"SLYTHERIN!"
"Jackson, Perseus!"
"SLYTHERIN"
"Longbottom, Neville!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Malfoy,Draco!"
"SLYTHERIN!"
"Potter, Harry!" Whispers erupted all around the Hall.
"Potter, did she say Potter?"
"The Harry Potter?" Harry ignored them. He sat on the stool as Professor McGongall lowered the hat onto his head.
"RAVENCLAW!" The Ravenclaw table was the most enthusiastic some standing on the benches as the applauded.
"Thomas, Dean!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Weasley, Ronald!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Zabini, Blaise!"
"SLYTHERIN!"
So Harry's in Ravenclaw. Any guesses on the seven demigods parentage? I currently have a pool up for Harry's parents, just check out my page. Also feel free to leave guesses in your comments. And don't limit your guesses to just Gods and Goddesses. Don't forget about the Titans and Primordial.