Demigod Wizards Book 1: Set in Stone

Chapter 3: The Burrow

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Here's chapter 3! Sorry it took me so long, I was hanging out with my fellow TDP fans. Season 6 came out recently, so I was over looking at news, theories, reactions, all that good stuff. And yes, I know that I said all this in my author's note earlier, but some people skip those so I'm just adding this to explain to those people.

Anyways, their quest has finally begun! The demigods must keep on the wizarding world's good side while being careful to keep their true identity away from those who shouldn't know it. They wouldn't want to get caught up in another war 😉. How will their first meeting with wizards go? Will it go flawlessly, making friends in an instant? Or will they be stumbling over their own feet, creating a huge ruckus?

This Will be in first person.

Enjoy my blob of literature!

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/(*Will*)\

As soon as we all hit the ground, I erupted into a coughing fit. I guess it's because of the toxic air in Sweet & Sour Sauce, since this is the first time I've coughed like this.

I felt awful. My throat burned, and it felt very dry. Coughing only made it worse, but I couldn't stop. I felt Nico beside me, rubbing circles into my back.

I heard someone rush over, and when I finally composed myself, I looked up to see a kindly looking, somewhat heavyset woman with red hair with a worried look on her face.

"Are you alright, dear?" she asked with what sounded like a British accent. Right, we were in Scotland.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I replied in a very hoarse voice. Nico helped me up, and I looked around. There was a huge house that looked like it would fall over at any moment. There were multiple chimneys on the roof, and a sign that read hTe urBowr (A/N Will does have dyslexia, I looked it up). There were a few chickens walking around, and there was stuff like cauldrons and boots and other random items all over the front porch. It had a very homely feel to it, kinda like Camp Half-Blood.

"Are you sure, dear? Do you need some water?" the woman asked.

"No ma'am, thank you for the offer though," I responded.

"Oh, where are my manners? Come inside, everyone, I have lunch fixed up for you. Come in, everyone is waiting to meet you! By the way, you can call me Mrs. Weasley. I hear that you already have a place to sleep?" the woman-Mrs. Weasley-asked us.

"Yes, ma'am. We have tents with us to sleep in. Thank you for letting us stay here until the school year starts," Thalia said.

"Oh, of course, dear! Come on in, everyone is waiting to meet you."

We followed Mrs. Weasley into the house. I could tell the Nico was tense and nervous about meeting these people, so I grabbed his hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. Nico gave me a small smile, and I smiled back. When we walked into the house, we were greeted with the sight of many people sitting at a dining table, all but one of them with red hair. I assumed the man who looked around Mrs. Weasley's age was the father. The youngest was a girl who looked to be 11. The second youngest Weasley boy looked about 12, the age we were supposed to be. The boy with black hair looked the same age. He had glasses and a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead, and he looked a bit thin, kinda like Nico. Then there were two ginger-haired boys who looked exactly the same, down to the last freckle. They both appeared to be 14.

"Well, hello, and welcome to our humble abode," one of the twins stated jokingly. They walked up to us, holding out their hands out for us to shake. "I'm Gred,"

"And I'm Forge!"

"And your names are?" they asked in unison.

Great, another Conner and Travis. This should be fun. "My name is Will, and this is Nico," I told them, shaking their hands and gesturing to the slightly taller boy next to me. (A/N I looked it up, Nico is 5'6/2", and Will is 5'4).

Percy, Annabeth, and Thalia all introduced themselves. Then, we all turned to the other people at the table waiting for an introduction.

"Well, hello there! Lovely to meet you! My name is Arthur Weasley. Now, would you happen to know how a fellytone works?" the older man said.

"It's called a telephone, and I'm afraid none of us can us one," Annabeth told.

"Ahh, a shame," Mr. Weasley muttered to himself.

"Anyways, my name is Ron and this is my sister, Ginny. She's a bit shy." As if to prove the boy, Ron's, point, the girl named Ginny gave us a little smile and shrunk away.

The boy with black hair looked at us as if he was waiting for something. When we didn't do anything, he said, "Hello, my name is Harry, Harry Potter."

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Word Count: 816

Sorry for the short chapter! This was more of a transition chapter, getting them introduced to their new surroundings. Also, I didn't have much inspiration.

Sorry it took me so long to publish this! Like I said, I didn't have much inspiration, and I was distracted by other fandoms. Not just TDP, VLD and She-Ra too!

Just so you know, there will be some cursing, but it's not just FUCKING BITCHY BITCH FUCK SHITTY ASS DAMN SHITHEAD every 5 seconds, it's only when they fuck up really bad or something like that.

Things will go a lot smoother later on. I don't really have a plan for book 2, but I definitely have one for book 3, so just bear with me!

I think that's it. Grab your Fonzies, blue cookies, jelly tarts, and hot brown morning potion and enjoy the journey to come!

-Area51TheAlien