Perci sighed and turned towards the lift once the doors had closed. She pressed the button and when the doors opened once more, she didn't press the O button. Instead, the 3rd-floor button lit up at her touch.
She stepped out into her library and walked over to the piece of parchment that hung on the wall. It was a list of all the things she wanted to study in her spare time.
She ran her finger down the list. "Aura reading? Creature magic? Inheritance test? Ah, this one. Parsel magic."
She walked through the aisles to the back of her library. She used her powers over liquid to bring a bit of her blood out of her pores which she pressed to a small carving in the wall. A small section of the wall opened up and Perci transformed into her animagus form to fly through the hole which closed up once she was on the other side.
Once human again, she walked through the hidden portion of her library. It was the section for dark arts and dark artefacts as well as a space to perform rituals.
She wandered through, searching for the tome she needed. She finally found the huge book on the shelves and carried it over to a desk.
She flipped it open and started reading the introduction.
/
Harry rushed to find Ron and Hermione with the intention of telling them everything. He reached the door to the room he and Ron were sharing but heard a pair of voices arguing.
"Oh come on Hermione. You don't have to be such a bigot."
"No this is wrong. All of it. So every kiss, every look was fake. By God Ronald we even..." Hermione broke down crying. "Was that a lie too?"
"Hermione listen to me goddamnit. I'm bisexual. That means I like both men and women. I loved you... love you. None of it was a lie."
"Lies!" Hermione screamed. "Lies, lies, lies. You don't love me. You could never love me. You're a fairy, a queer. You're one of them and they don't love girls. You're an unnatural freak!"
Harry cringed and Hermione's words.
"Mione..."
"Don't you 'Mione' me you little bitch."
Hermione stormed out of the room, tears running down her face.
Harry crept into the room to see a devastated Ron.
"Ron?"
This boys head shot up and he quickly cried off his tears when he saw his friend.
"Hey Harry. Did you... did you hear that?
"Not all of it but enough to know what's going on."
Ron's face fell. "I guess you share her opinion then."
"No, no Ron of course not."
He pulled his friend into a hug.
"I could never hate you. You're my best mate, through and through."
Ron face changed into a slight grin. "Thanks, mate"
Harry sat his friend on a bed and sat down beside him and proceeded to give him the biggest hug he could.
"Why did you come in here anyway," Ron asked after a few moments.
"I was talking to the new girl, Phoebe."
"And...?"
"I don't think she's who we think she is."
/
Annabeth sat on the beach, savouring the feeling of sand between her toes. The beach hadn't been the same for her since Perci disappeared. Nothing was the same. The camp wasn't the same without their leader, The sea wasn't the same without the daughter of Poseidon and Annabeth wasn't the same without her best friend.
Perci leaving had been hard for her at the time. Her best friend's hurtful words had wounded her pride and her fragile self-confidence. As she sat on the beach, she recalled the weeks she spent crying. She remembered the years later and felt an all too familiar rage build up inside her. She clenched her teeth and rose to her feet, brushing the white sand off of her clothes. Perci was the main source for Annabeth's ever-growing rage. She fought against losing her temper and throwing a tantrum.
"Annabeth" a voice startled her out of her thoughts. Still facing the water, anger still boiling inside her she answered:
" What do you need Nico?"
"It's Rachel, she passed out. She's laying in a cloud of green. "
"I'll be right there"
She heard footsteps take off down the dirt path towards the big house.
With one more deep breath, Annabeth gave the sea one more harsh look and turned to follow the son of Hades.
Rachel was laying on the floor, her body shaking uncontrollably and green smoke billowing from every hole in her body. A crowd had gathered around her but none of the campers made a move to help her. None of them knew what was happening.
"MOVE EVERYONE" a commanding voice called from outside the cluster. They parted to let Annabeth through. not out of obligation or fear. Annabeth just had a talent for commanding a group. She walked over and scooped Rachel up, bringing her into the big house.
After laying Rachel down, the girl's eyes suddenly turned a vibrant green and in a croaky voice, she muttered the great prophecy:
"Seven half-bloods shall answer the call,
To storm or fire, the world must fall,
An oath to keep with a final breath,
And foes bear arms to the Doors of Death"
The green smoke cleared up and Rachel rasped out "The chosen ones are marked with the power of the gods" before collapsing in her cot.
Annabeth felt a spot on her forearm burst with searing pain. She stumbled around, knockin things off of shelves before she fell against a wall, hands pressed to her arm. After a few moments that felt like an eternity, the feeling was gone and Annabeth was left gasping for breath, sitting on the dusty floor of the big house.
She rose reluctantly and looked down at her left arm. She observed a mark, burnt into her skin. An owl perched on the letter 2. It was then that she knew that Rachel's prophecy was going to be more dangerous and more important than any other before. And she knew that she would have to be part of it.
/
"Frank, Jason, look! An ice cream stand!" Hazel exclaimed, pulling her friends towards the stand. Chuckling, Jason and Frank let themselves be dragged by their enthusiastic friend. Of all the people the two had met, they'd never met someone with such a passion for ice cream.
"Two Chocolate Hazelnuts please," she told the person manning the stand, handing him a handful of denarii. "Keep the change," she said with a smile.
She was handed two cones, one of which she handed to Jason. The trio sat on a bench, Frank looking a little dejected about his lack of ice cream but still joked around with his friends. They were about to stand when a sharp burning sensation attacked all of their next at once. hazel being a little more tolerant to pain than her two friends had little visible reaction to the burning. Jason clenched his teeth and his fist curled around the arm of the bench but he tolerated it fairly well. Frank, however, was not too good with pain. He blacked out after a few seconds and was slumped on the bench. Finally, the feeling stopped, leaving Frank unconscious and Jason & Hazel with a severe throbbing in their arms.
Hazel grabbed Frank and shook him awake as gently as she could. then she saw the symbol burnt into his arm; a pair of spears crossed over the number 3. Then, she turned to Jason.
"We really need to talk to Reyna about this."
/
"Hurry up Piper!" Leo called into the doorway of her room. "Coach Hedge hit us so hard we'll land on Neptune if you don't hurry up".
"Alright" Piper groaned, stumbling to her dresser and pulling out clothes for the day. Once dressed and properly groomed, she grabbed her notebook and a pencil and rushed out to meet her best friend. Leo as sitting against a wall, tinkering with some screws and a piece of metal.
"I'm here, let's not get beat."
"I'm with you on that one" Leo said as he rose. They speed-walked down the halls (Since running was forbidden ) Until they got to the yellow school bus waiting outside the building. they discreetly hopped onto the bus and sat themselves down at the back before Coach Hedge the chaperone for their little school trip walked onto the bus, baseball bat in tow.
The man was muscular and mean-looking, a baseball cap pulled low over his face. He would've been terrifying if not for his small stature. The man was 5'0" at the most which made him about as threatening as a small child. He made up for his height by carrying around a baseball bat and threatening to hit them with it if they misbehaved. It was a long-held debate at the wilderness school the two attended on whether or not the coach's threats were legal but they endured, not wanting to risk his wrath.
Leo turned to his friend once the bus started moving through the dusty Nevada plains.
"As lame as this field trip is, I'm glad to be out of that hell hole."
Piper nodded in agreement. "Yeah- " she started but her voice abruptly as her hand shot to her arm. Leo also felt it, the pain shone clearly in his eyes. they both let out a little scream before the pain subsided.
The screams caught coach Hedge's attention and he turned their beady eyes to their seats.
"Seems like the back row just volunteered to do the dishes tonight," he said. The bus cheered as Leo and Piper groaned.
/
Sirius Black didn't trust the new girl that had just moved into the Burrow. After the day she was introduced with her uncle, she had stayed in a room with Hermione while they awaited their Hogwarts letters and eventually the day they all left for the school. Sure enough, all of their letters came, including Phoebe Hearst's. Although she had been living with them for half of a month, she hadn't warmed up to anyone but Harry and barely so. She was shady and reserved, only speaking when spoken to. Her thoughts were never shared with the group and her poker face was perfect. She had a stone mask that Sirius intended to crack. So on the eve of the children's departure to Hogwarts, he cornered her in the kitchen.
"Hi, Phoebe." He said, feigning amity.
"Mr Black." She said, face and tone unchanged.
"I was wondering if we could speak a bit more about you and your family. I've been fascinated by your story."
A forced smile found it's way to Phoebe's mouth. "I prefer not to talk about my family. It still hurts to think of them after all.
"Of course, I understand. My brother died quite some time ago and I have yet to fully heal from that loss."
"I'm sorry terribly for your loss Mr Black."
" Thank you. Now there's no need to talk about your family but at least a few things about you. Even as boring as your favourite colour or your birthday. We've been living in the same house and yet I feel like we're strangers."
"Because we are Mr Black."
"Well then let's change that. Have a seat."
Perci moved to take a seat but stopped abruptly. Her eyes widened and flicked to her left arm before meeting Sirius' once more.
"I'm sorry Mr Black but now is not the best time. Have a wonderful night sir," she said before stalking up the stairs and into the bathroom shared by nearly all of the occupants of the house. she pulled up her silver sleeve to see a symbol of the world she left behind burnt into her arm. A tilted trident with a wave that formed the number 1. She placed a glamour on the mark and started to mentally prepare for the future her dreams were predicting and that was fast approaching.
Sighing, she turned to walk out of the bathroom only to find Sirius standing in front of her. A poorly concealed hatred burned in his eyes as he blocked the doorway.
"I knew something was off with you."
Black orbs met Gold as the girl's eyes turned murderous.
"You did, did you? Well Mr Black, why is that" She asked, stalking slowly towards him.
"You're shady and quiet. You obviously know more than you let on. And now I know, you just confirmed my suspicions. You're death eater scum."
"And how do you plan to prove that Sirius Black?" She said, dropping all pretence of respect.
"You took the dark mark, it's on your arm."
Perci giggled. "You mean this little thing?" she asked, seemingly removing the glamour but just changing it to a phoenix.
Sirius' jaw dropped.
"That's what I thought. You're going to have to try harder Black. I'm not that easy to catch." She winked and walked out of the bathroom.
Sirius stood dumbfounded. He went over the memory of the young death eater's taunt before it disappeared altogether. He could only recall a childish voice chanting "I'm not that easy to catch". Shaking his head, Sirius left the washroom and wandered down to his room. "Perhaps sleep would jog my memory," he thought as he drifted into Morpheus' arms.
As Sirius drifted off, Perci was busy researching her trunk. Hermione and Ginny had already been asleep when she'd gotten to their shared room. Her research into Godly blood had been progressing at a slow but sure pace. She had only gotten into spellcasting so far but it was incredibly complex and consisted of a lot more than just saying spells. Because the concept of the extra powers and abilities was directly attached to her blood, it could not be channelled through a wand. So she had to work on performing spells flawlessly and wandlessly before trying spells that few have ever tried and that could endanger her or the people around her.
She had already learned some basic spells wandlessly with Callum and she inherited both Tom and Callum's exceptionally large magical core. However, her core worked like a muscle. The more you exercise it, the bigger it grows and the stronger it gets. So to master magic associated with the gods and their blood, she was going to have to have one hell of a workout routine.
She sighed and closed the book. She would be leaving for school the next morning and she would have to make appear a proper pureblood heir. She placed the book back on the shelf and left her secret room, riding the lift back to her room. When she got back into the room, she thanked the gods the girls were still asleep then cast a Tempus to check the time.
After seeing that it was 3 in the morning, She rushed to bed, hoping against hope she wouldn't have bags in her eyes the next morning. She forgot all about her demigod dreams while she was drifting asleep but they hadn't forgotten about her.
/
Perci found herself in the hellish plains of Tartarus. She was walking towards the mansion of shadows. She climbed the stairs and burst into the house. She couldn't see anything but flashes of images. A beautiful lady dressed in black, A pulsing darkness, Being tied up in a room. Suddenly a hand found itself and she jumped, turning around.
A large man with a face evil enough to scare pennywise was staring down at her, disturbing smile on his face.
"When are you coming to play Persephone? I've been waiting for so long."
Perci tried to back away but his hand gripping her shoulder kept her in place.
"You can't run Persephone, No matter what you do, you can't escape me." He then took his hand off of her shoulder.
"Bye for now Persephone."
Perci's world turned black as it had so many times before. She felt a hand attach itself once again to her shoulder. She turned in horror expecting the man from before but she saw nothing. She jolted awake to see that it was Ginny Weasely who had put her hand on Perci's shoulder in an attempt to shake her awake.
She and Hermione were standing beside her bed.
"Perci you need to wake up so we can get ready for school and get to the train on time," Hermione told her in her usual haughty tone.
Perci internally rolled her eyes but got out of bed and started foraging through the trunk part of her trunk fo her Hogwarts robes.
After dressing, she styled her hair and grabbed a book out of her trunk to keep with her for the train ride. When she descended the stairs to get to the burrow's kitchen, she saw that nearly all the residents were already eating.
She grabbed a plate and place a few pancakes on it before seating herself next to Harry.
"G'morning Phoebe."
"Hullo Harry," She told him with a small smile as she cut her pancakes.
"Are you excited to get sorted today?"
"I do want to see what features are most prominent."
"What house do you want to be in?"
"I'm not really sure."
"You should be fine as long as you're not a snake."
"Oh? And what's wrong with the snakes?"
"All the snakes are evil, obviously."
"Like Persephone Jackson is evil?"
Harry quieted down.
"I guess... yeah you're right."
Perci smiled, wondering who had fed this sweet boy all these false ideas. She finished her plate and placed it in the sink before making her way to the black library to copy any books she found interesting.
After being thoroughly disappointed by the lack of books on interesting subjects in Grimmauld Place's library, she returned to the dining room to see that everyone was getting ready to leave.
"Alright everyone, There's one child for each adult. Sidelong apparation isn't exactly pleasant but make sure not to let go of the adult's hand for any reason at all." Mr Weasley instructed before grabbing Ron and Ginny. Dumbledore Took Harry and Hermione and Mrs Weasley Got the twins. Remus Lupin took Perci's hand. Then all of a sudden, a familiar darkness filled her vision before a train station sprawled before her. Stowing her trunk away in the proper compartment, Perci mounted the train and searched for an empty compartment. She found one near the front of the train. Sitting herself down, she examined the room, absently tracing the initials scratched into the wall.
T. M. R.
This was her grandfather's compartment during his school days she realised. She smiled softly before opening her book on Ancient Runes. She read for nearly an hour before a familiar blonde burst into her compartment, followed by a bunch of kids with green ties.
"Hello Draco," she said without the
"Hi Phoebe" he greeted
"Are you going to introduce me to your friends?" She asked closing her book and looking up.
"Oh of course. These are Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Gregory Goyle and Vincent Crabbe."
"Pleasure." She told the group standing behind the blonde. "Well, sit. Don't stand there like idiots."
This caused Pansy to sputter but all the Slytherins sat.
Blaise Zabini was the first to break the silence that had settled over the compartment.
"What family do you come from Phoebe?"
The question caused Perci's eyes to roll internally but her response was respectful and pleasant.
"The Hearst family. It's not really a British line."
"Ah"
The declining respect Draco's friends had for her was so obvious she could almost see it. She decided to play with them a little bit.
"However we can trace the magic in our family back four generations!"
Their respect declined even more still.
Smiling and thinking her work here was nearly done, she stood and made her way towards the door.
"Well, I suppose it's time I find my friends. Have a good day Lady and Gentlemen."
The door swung open as if by its own accord and slammed closed the same way a few moments later.
She wandered down the hall before finding Harry's compartment. She opened the door to find Harry and all his Gryffindor friends.
"Mind if I join?'
Harry looked up in surprise.
"Oh of course Phoebe."
She sat near the door and opted to continue reading instead of socialising like she should of. Advanced Ancient Runes were truly that interesting.