Witch or Shadowhunter?(TMI/HP crossover)

Signs of Magic

"Naila! Time to go to the institute!" I hear momma calling me from downstairs, and sit up with a sigh. "Coming!" I yell, climbing from bed and putting on fresh clothes. I glance at the clock on my way out. Its 7:30, the time we leave every morning. I hop down the stairs, giggling. "Momma look, I'm a demon," I yell, growling. I'd lost my front teeth last week, and it was fun pretending I had demon fangs. Daddy looks at me sharply, "Naila, demons are not something you want to be." I stop giggling and glare angrily at daddy. "Momma, daddy's being mean again," I whine, pouting. Before she could reply, the stairs turn into a slide, and I start giggling again. "Wee, fun!!" I scream, smiling. I slide right into daddy, and he picks me up, scowling, "I think some warlocks are messing up our house, Sam." I look at daddy, "but I thought they didn't like us?" Momma takes me from daddy and sets me down, "go get breakfast sweety, we're leaving in 5 minutes." I nod and walk into the kitchen, getting a bowl of cereal. I can't wait until I'm twelve, then I'll get my voyance rune. Every Shadowhunter has one. I look at the back of my left hand, imagining my first mark there, and eat quickly.

When I'm done, we walk the block to the institute. Outside the institute, I see one of the fey. I walk over, smiling, "hi, what are you doing here?" Momma walks over behind me and takes my hand, "come on Naila, today you start training. Grace is here already, lets go find her." I nod and follow, glancing back at the faerie. Once inside, Grace runs up to me. "Happy birthday Naila, are you happy to finally be 9?" She asks, and I nod. "Lets go to the training room, I can't wait to get started," I say, jumping up and down. Grace grabs my hands and drags me away, both of us giggling.

The tutor for The London institute, Sara Doverose, smiles at me and Grace when we enter the training room. "Is Rose here yet?" I ask Grace, smiling back at the tutor. "Not yet, but she should be here soon. This is Sara, she's an amazing tutor," Grace replies, introducing me to the tutor. "You're Naila Nightcross, are you not?" Sara ask kindly, and I nod. Just then, Rose comes running in, breathing heavily. "I'm here, I'm here, lets get started," she says, walking over to the wall covered in wood-tipped weapons. Grace takes my hand and leads me over. "We'll be practicing with short swords today," Sara says. Rose reaches as high as she can and grabs a small sword, swinging it lightly. Grace and I get swords from lower down, as we were both short. The sword I grab reaches from my shoulder to halfway down my forearm. It feel just right, despite the extra weight from the wood. Grace's sword is about the size of mine, with a slightly broader blade. After we have our short swords, Sara puts Grace and Rose together to practice and takes me to the side. "Do you know how to use a short sword, Naila?" she asks me, and I nod. "My dad showed me last week, he said I'm a natural." Sara looks impressed, "ok, show me what you've got." I hold the sword lightly in my left hand, legs in a battle stance. Sara watches me, holding her own wood-tipped short sword. My arm sways and I spin, striking with the side of my blade. Caught off guard, Sara jumps back and gets hit in her side. She smiles at me, "that was good, do it again." I put my right hand over my left, holding the hilt with both of them now. I back up slowly, bringing my weapon to my side. Before Sara can do anything, I rush forward, blade swinging in from the side. She jumps up, does a flip, and lands lightly on my short sword. Startled, I pull back, knocking her over. Then I notice the sword on fire, and drop it, frightened. When the fire doesn't spread, Sara picks it up and lays it across the windowsill. She gets one similar to it and hands it to me, "use this one, I'll have someone look at the other one later. Now, go again!" As we train, I hear Grace and Rose behind me.

An hour later, me, Grace, and Rose, walk out of the training room, laughing. "Did you see what happened with my sword?" I ask them suddenly. They both look at me. "Yeah, it was weird. I wonder how it caught on fire," Grace says, and Rose nods, agreeing. "Lets not worry about it, its probably nothing," Rose says, smiling. "Ok," me and Grace reply at the same time. That makes all three of us burst out laughing. "Lets go to the library, see if our parents are there," I suggest. They agree, and we leave the training room, already forgetting about the fire.