Today was the day I would board the Hogwarts express and learn of my mother's magic. After talking with some of the nymphs like Flora and Fauna, I have discovered that my wandless magic is some of the purest forms of nature magic and the magic wizards use is a diluted mimicry of our magic that comes from your core. I guess I have a leg up with my powers but the wizard magic is so dirty and unnatural to use it just feels wrong.

In my trunk were the Hogwarts robes (no uniform), a cauldron, telescope, potion ingredients, the course books and I also brought additional reading materials such as Fantastic Beast and Where to Find Them, a Guide to the Magical Forest, and The Many Different Types of Magic for light reading.

Entering the platform all around me were crowded families all pushing to board the train. In the chaos I saw a flash of a ginger head- two ginger heads. Fabien and Gideon Prewett, sons of Hermes and the only demigods that actually like me. During the battle of New York I saved Fabians life by throwing myself in-between him and a hell hound. After that I earned their respect but they only go to camp for six weeks- long enough to hone their skills and leave. Most of the year I'm still alone.

When they saw me, they grinned and grabbed my trunk.

"What is our sweet-" Fabian started.

"And deadly" Gideon added.

"Cinnamon roll-"

"Of death"

"Doing here?"

"Other than rolling your eyes."

What can I say? I have a reputation at camp. "Well maybe if you had stuck around after the battle of Gaea you would have known I got my Hogwarts letter." I snipped back. It didn't matter how hard I pushed them away or how many rumors I started about myself to chase them away, or even how hard I avoid them, they don't seem to give up. I will never admit it, but I love them for it.

Grinning wider and pulling my trunk they led me to their compartment. It's kind of unfair how much they tower over me even though they are only two years older. Though to be honest most people tower over me considering I barely make the 4'9 mark.

On our way to the compartment, we attracted many incredulous looks from the staff and other students. Looks like they already have a reputation for mischief and mayhem. They are the kind of people who would prank a first year instead of helping them, especially such an odd looking first year.

After settling down in our compartment, they immediately started regaling me of their (obviously exaggerated) adventures and tried to convince me of joining in on their pranks. After a few hour of that, they left to change into their robes and knowing them, they'd get sidetracked every thirty seconds, leaving me time to read.

Taking out fantastic beast and where to find them, I was happily in my own world when I was jostled back to reality by the presence of four boys. One had hazel eyes framed with glasses and messy hair, one had light brown hair and green eyes and scars, one was a short chubby boy with sandy blond hair and blue eyes and the last boy was the curly haired boy from gringots.

Glasses spoke first in a cocky manner, "Hello ickle firsty! Would you mind if we sat with you?" he asked in a tone as though he knew I was going to say yes. Before I could say no, they may not sit here, Fab and Gid will be coming back soon, four-eyes and curly sue sat down. One on my left and one on my right. Scar-face sighed and sat across from me and satellite (because he orbits around those two) sat next to him.

"Hello, four-eyes, curly sue, scar-face, and satellite. I'm really not in the mood to be talked down to, and will have to ask you to leave, for my two friends will be returning soon.

"Why how cheeky of you. All we wanted was to have a small chin wag with you and yet all we get is a gobby Yankee. We'd rather not get verbally attacked by a little airy-fairy, so buck up and respect your elders. Why are the terror twins interested in such a neeky little thing like you?"

Before I could answer with a very "Yankee" fuck off, Fab and Gid showed up at the door.

"And what do-" Gid started

"You four think-" Fab added

"You are doing-"

"To AP?"

"AP?" Gid and I questioned Fab, who blushed.

"Well it was either that or pen." He tried to explain his reasoning.

"I fear you have lost your touch brother."

"Oh please," I scoffed, "you can't lose something you never had."

"You mean like your respect?" Fab teased cheekily.

"That reminds me, drew said if she ever saw you two again she'd charm speak you into stabbing yourself with your own weapons" I told them, referring to their prank on the Aphrodite cabin. They stole all the makeup and high heels replacing them with orthopedic shoes.

"Anything else?" Gid asked ecstatically.

"Yes. She said 'Θα σχίσει έξω τους έντερα και παίζω άλμα σχοινί με αυτό, χρωματίστε τα χείλη μου στο αίμα τους, και τα κεφάλια τους θα είναι στον τοίχο μου! Εγώ κατάρα την ερωτική τους ζωή στα Τάρταρα και ακόμη και τα παιδιά τους θα αισθανθείτε για πάντα την οργή μου έτσι ώστε να βοηθήσει τους θεούς!' so I would run." All the twins did was laugh.

"So," curly sue tried to grab our attention. "I though you said you don't associate with first years. That we were too young to be taken under your wing." He tried to say conversationally but failed in keeping the bitter edge in his voice.

Four-eyes seemed to catch on to whatever his friend was trying to do and jumped in. "our war is still going on, it be a shame if any of your allies got caught in the cross fire."

Surprisingly, it was Gideon, the more hot-headed of the two, who had to hold Fabian back from jumping at the boys. Smirking the two black haired boys left the compartment with scar-face and satellite trailing behind.

The only thing I could think of, as the door closed, was it doesn't matter where I go, trouble follows me like a magnet. But ill survive. Ive been through too much not to.

I honestly spent more time looking up British slang for that one sentence than writing the whole update. I am American and only know the basics from reading other fanfiction and harry potter. If I messed one up, please feel free to correct me.

Slang translations

Chinwag- conversation, small talk

Gobby- loud and opinionated

Yankee- American

Airy-fairy- one who lives in their own dream land or absent minded

Neeky- nerdy and geeky

And the Greek translation is

I will rip out their intestines and play jump rope with it, paint my lips in their blood, and their heads will be on my wall! I curse their love lives to Tartarus and even their children will forever feel my wrath so help them gods!