I don't own Percy Jackson or Harry Potter.
I just checked and I already have over 15 views. In just 8 hours!
Anyways I scraped my knee and hurt my ankle. Might as well write, right?
I'm glad your liking this story. It does me good to see people reading.
And the Hades thing last chapter was for wealth as Hades is the god of wealth.
So here you go!
While walking through the streets Meg saw a strange pair. At least, stranger than what seemed to be the norm here.
One was a huge man in an equally huge fur coat and the other looked like a small, poor kid her age with black hair and a dingy pair of glasses. His clothes were way too big on him, like the opposite of clothes shrinking in the wash.
Meg continued on her way. She needed school robes, spell books, a familiar, potion ingredients, and a wand.
She skipped the store with flying broomsticks, though very tempted to look inside the paper said no flying broomsticks. Past the bakery where pastries baked themselves, and a large group of people in old robes with red hair.
Looking around she saw all sorts of magical happenings. Not huge ones, but just enough. These people must have been Hecate's pet people. Just there to amuse her.
These people really were a bit funny. Did they know they could just magic there work to automatically do themselves? If you had a powerful enough scripting spell it would write the future and that 'dysfunctional' quill did write the future. It was not broken. Just powerful. Extremely so, as scripting charms themselves were difficult in the making.
She was so lost in thought she almost passed 'Madam Malkom's robes for all occasions', the robe shop. She waltsed in just as the huge man from before and the kid came out.
His black hair was nice, but his eyes startled her. They were a vibrant green. And he had a lightning shaped scar on his forehead.
She walked past him to the counter and rang the bell on the desk. A witch came out of the backroom and pulled Meg along.
In the back the witch took her measurements and asked questions Meg couldn't answer because her parentage was a secret. A big secret. Then questions about almost everything. Meg rolled her eyes at a question about if Albany was an exotic spice.
The witch finished rather quickly and they exchanged a few kind words and money before Meg left.
She went to the potioneer shop and bought the ingredients she needed for Hogwarts. Who names a school Hogwarts anyways? It's stupid. Though they did have a pretty interesting life style. It seemed Hogwarts, the greatest magic school in the world was probably extremely easy to get into.
To the book store next.
Flourish and Bolt's was a nice clean store full to busting with books. She picked up her school books and a few more for Hermione like light reading. Admittedly it took quiet awhile to find book in a language that she could read properly.
She gave the store keeper the money. As she walked out though, she saw that boy again!
She'd have to get his name later seeing as he looked rather busy at the moment.
She pushed on with her cart full of the strangest school supplies ever!tm, to the pet shoppe. She needed a familiar. Not a mouse! That would anger Apollo. Not an owl! That would anger Athena. Dogs, horses and serpents. Well actually scratch horses. Well Meg had always wanted a puppy! She picked an owl too. She'd need one and they were all sacred to her mother anyways. All animals were. At least wild ones.
She gave the casher her money and left on her marry little way.
It took me awhile to narrow down Hecate's sacred animals.
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