Hailey pasted on her politest smile as she turned towards the giant man, Hagrid.
"Sir, I believe that I spotted a lavatory as we passed through this route earlier. Might I have a moment to use it?"
Hagrid seemed stunned, whether it was her mannerism or her use if the word sir, had cause this, Hailey wasn't sure.
"Yeh, you remember the way teh The Caldron right? That's where I'll meetcha."
Hailey gave him her most winning smile, before walking towards the bathroom as quickly as she could, while still looking dignified.
She had quickly discovered that dignity and pride was respected here, so she changed her natural mannerism to fit with the culture's.
Once Hailey reached the lavatory, her silent prayers were answered. It was empty.
Locking herself in the room, she turned on the sink, pulled out a drachma, and tossed it in.
"Oh Iris, goddess of the rainbow, show me Luke Castellan, Camp Half Blood."
And now, while she was calling Luke, she could let her true feelings show. Hailey was terrified. A witch. Bloody hell, she was a witch. Not two centuries ago she would have been burned alive for this. In some parts of the world, she probably still would.
Her breathing became more labored, and came in short gasps.
Why was she panicking? She shouldn't be so afraid.
But she couldn't help the thought that had popped into her head.
This is what killed my parents.
Magic now disgusted her. Even the magic she was using now. She nearly swiped her hand through the mist, but Luke's face came into view.
"Hey you, Happy Birthday."
She stops. This is her link to the only good thing in her life. She cannot destroy that.
He immediately knows something is off. Her face is pale, and she looks shaken.
"Luke, something's changed."
Her tone is frightened, and hurt.
"Hailey, I swear, of you need me too, I'll find a way to get there now."
A small smile appears on her face and she shakes her head.
" Not something like that. I learned something today, Luke. I'm a witch."
His heart stops. She has magic, she is a witch. Part of him cheers. She can truly defend herself now. But the other part, knows she's not happy about it.
"Always knew you were something special." He tells her, giving her the smile that he gives her and her alone.
"Luke." Her voice trembles. "Magic. Killed. My. Parents. Magic. Some crazy psyco killer who's name everyone's afraid of killed them with magic." She spits out the word like it's poison.
"He tried to kill me too. But he couldn't kill me. And it's not even like he found remorse in his heart or any of that crap. No, he blasted himself to bits trying to kill me. And they look at me like I'm some kind of savior, or a hero. I'm not, I was one for gods sakes!"
Her rant is over and she is close to tears.
"Hey, hey. Hailey. Your my hero. You don't have to be theirs. Teach them who you are, don't let them make you into someone you're not. Be the brave, loyal, cunning, intelligent, persistant, beautiful girl I know. Show them you can't be conformed to their titles."
She looks him dead in the eyes. She stares. He stares back.
Beautiful? Why did he call her that? And why doesn't it make her feel so... good. Brushing it off, she smiles at him.
"I suppose that I will have to teach them a thing or two about me. I am only worried that they'll lose their silly little hats when they faint."
He grins. "That's my girl! Also, have you gotten your birthday present from me yet?"
He is so eager, so excited, that she knows he has gotten her something good.
"No, silly, I haven't been home for near a week, as you well know."
He frowns. "That walrus of a uncle you've got better not throw it away."
Unable to contain her curiosity a moment longer, she blurts "What is it?"
He gives her another coy smile. " Can't very well tell you! That would ruin the surprise."
Crossing her arms, she retorts. "I hate surprises, as you should know!"
Luke just chuckles.
And just like that, his picture and his voice fade away.
The Iris message is over.
Twenty two minutes later, Hailey found Hagrid, sitting in a corner of the Leaky Caldron.
He looked her up and down. "That's a long trip teh the loo."
Hagrid was blunt. Hailey liked that. Now beating around the bush with him.
Hailey, an expert liar, allowed herself to blush, while mumbling about how maybe she didn't know exactaly where the lavatory was.
Hagrid just gave a hearty chuckle, and took a swig of his beer, or whatevr alcoholic beverage he was drinking.
"Um, sir, I was wondering, are there any books that have to do with mythology and the wizarding world, or about what happened to me?"
Hagrid looked surprised.
"Yeah, I suppose there'd be few in the Hogwarts library. Yeh might want to check out Flourish n Blots though they'd have the best selection."
Hailey smiled.
It was time to learn more about herself. And if she could, Luke.
A/N: Today I realized I have almost fifty followers on this story. I am so happy I could burst. I don't even have fifty followers on Instagram! And this little concoction of mine has near that amount!
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I love all of you guys so much, because seeing the followers made my whole day. I went around thinking about what I could give you all next, and then, and then, I stared thinking about how I will end it.
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Disclaimer: My amazing friend, Maggie, who is well aware of my intentions for this story, will do my disclaimer.
Maggie: Emmy doesn't own PJO. She doesn't own HP either. Which totally sucks. But, don't arrest her, because then she wouldn't finish this.