Demigoddess in a Wizarding World

Chapter 1

Perci was having a very relaxing rest in her own little compartment on the Hogwarts Express. Exams were over for now and Perci couldn't be happier. She had passed, thank Merlin, with eight 'Outstandings' and two "Exceeds Expectations'. Perci had been relieved to find out that she was better at her wizarding education than her muggle education.

Oh, yes, her nap. It was very enjoyable, that is, until her best friends, Fred and George Weasley had interrupted it. Fred jumped onto her seat and George laid his long body on the seat across from her. She had always been able to tell them apart. "I'm trying to sleep, dammit." She grumbled.

Fred grinned and began to play with her hair. "That's why..." Fred said. "We were waking you up, dear Prissy." George finished his twin's sentence. Perci groaned; she hated that name. "We're almost to Hogwarts." Fred said.

"We were also hoping you'd try out one of our Wheezes." George said. His brother nodded along with him. "No." Perci said simply and began putting on her Gryffindor robes. She knew the boys didn't mind. She'd changed in front of them many times.

Fred and George groaned. "Come on, Prissy. You promised." They said in unison. Perci had just finished. "I know, I know, but do you know how many times I had to go to the Hospital Wing last year?"

George grinned, remembering old times. "You got out of lessons."

"Yes, and I'm surprised I passed my OWLS." She replied, pocketing her wand. "Maybe Ron will try it."

Fred and George frowned, but followed Perci down the line of compartments looking for Ron, Harry, and Hermione. They were in the middle, thankfully, Perci didn't really want to walk all the way down the hall.

Perci pulled open the door and plopped down next to Harry, ruffling his hair. Fred and George squeezed in between Ron and Hermione. "So, kids, what have you been up to?" Perci asked, stealing one of Ron's Drooble's. Hermione pushed the paper she was reading in Perci's face.

On the front page of the Daily Prophet was a skull with a snake slithering out of its mouth. Perci recognized it as the Dark Mark. When Fred, George, and Perci were in their third year, they snuck into Snape's office and had found these notes about the Dark Arts. They took them and studied the notes in the Gryffindor common room, before hastily returning them to the Potion Master's office, without being caught, something that Perci was quite proud of.

"When did this happen?" She asked. Over the summer, Perci was in America visiting a camp for children of the Greek gods. She hadn't heard about any of this stuff.

"At the Quidditch World Cup." Harry supplied. The Weasley twins had requested for Perci to go, but the demigoddess had been a little busy with a war with some pesky Titans. Perci looked up from the paper. "Who won?" She asked, jokingly, knowing that was not the question Hermione was wanting.

Hermione huffed and took the paper away from her. Perci and Harry laughed. "What?" She asked. Hermione crossed her arms and looked at Perci, irritated. "Why can't any of you take this seriously?"

Ron and Harry groaned. "She's hasn't let it go for days." Ron said through a mouth of Fred and George's Wheezes.

"Says I need to write a letter to Sirius." Harry supplied.

"Maybe you should. He'd want to hear about this. Give a bit of entertainment." Perci said, laughing at Ron's now yellow face and orange beak, an effect from the trickster candy.

Perci needed a laugh once in a while. All she could focus on was the deaths in the war she lead, just that summer, and she needed a break, which was why she couldn't wait to get back on the Quidditch field.