Witch or Shadowhunter?(TMI/HP crossover)

Meeting the Clave

I pace restlessly in my room. Yesterday we got a fire message from the Clave, telling us to portal to Idris so we could discuss it. I'd been sent up here when the warlock creating the portal had arrived. This Hogwarts business is really starting to annoy me. I know I'd wanted to go, but this is a lot to deal with just to get permission. I stop pacing and sit down on my bed. I can hear their voices, but can't make out the words. There's a rune that'd let me see and hear them, but I can't remember what it is. I stand up and resume my pacing.

A few minutes later, there's a knock on my door. I walk over and open it, then freeze. Red eyes meet my blue, almost black, ones. Turns out my parents hired Pater to form a portal for us. He smiles, "I never got your name a few months ago, and you never let me finish what I was saying." I step back and cross my arms, "fine, Pater, say it now." He blinks, then replies with, "before you started going on about my father, I was going to tell you everyone calls me Pat, not Pater." I sneer, "everyone one but me. And why don't you want people calling you Pater, you chose that name?" I'm pushing past him and down the stairs before he can comprehend what I said.

I step outside and Momma grabs my shoulders, steering me towards Dad. Behind him, I see the inside of Accords Hall. "Time to go, where's the warlock?" Dad says when he sees me. "I'm right here, and you know I have a name, right?" I spin around at the sound of Pater behind me. I don't look at his eyes, instead I look back at my house. "All warlocks are the same, we can't keep track of all the names. Naila, lets go," Dad says. I turn around and step towards the portal. Momma takes my hand, and I gulp nervously. This was my first time using a portal in my memory. I'd been born in Idris, but we left before I was even a year old. Momma gives my hand a squeeze and we step into the portal.

In the future, if someone asks me to recall what its like going through a portal, I'd never be able to tell them. It doesn't take long before I'm standing in the Accords Hall. Shadowhunters are milling about. Its the first time I've seen so many shadowhunters openly showing their marks. I guess I'd be showing mine if I had them. Momma's not far away, but Dad hasn't come through yet. A warlock with green skin watches the open portal. I'm guessing this is Ragnor Fell, I've heard plenty about him. I look around at the room I'm in. The ceiling is glass, and I can see the sky. A hand touches my shoulder and I whirl around, left hand reaching for my belt. Then I see that the hand is green, and mine goes slack. Ragnor Fell looks at my face and then at my hand. I see Momma and Dad talking not far away. The portal's been closed, and the warlock leads me over to my parents.

Momma takes my hand and gives Ragnor a small smile. "We'll only be meeting with the Inquisitor, apparently," Dad informs me. I nod looking around again. Momma tells me to go wait outside while they talk with some of their old friends, and I do as she says. Outside, I see the demon towers. They're pretty, even though they're just there to protect our home. I look around and see kids about 7 or 8 playing. They seem to have picked two of them to be downworlders while the others tried to capture them. I watch them for a moment and the older of the 2 girls turns to me curiously. She was obviously one of the downworlders, as when she turned to look at me 2 of the boys jumped for her, making the other girl gasp. The first girl jumps nimbly out of the way and walks over to me. "Hi, I'm Haily. Want to play with us?" she offers, smiling widely at me. With a quick glance to assure my parents weren't coming, I nod, "sure, as long as your friends don't mind." The girl and two boys, joined by a third, that were playing with Haily walked over. Without even glancing at her friends, Haily takes my hand, "they won't mind. What's your name, by the way?" I hear one of the boys snort softly and giggle. "I'm Naila, I'm just here so my parents can talk with the Inquisitor." After introducing me to her friends, Haily tells me the rules to their game. I end up being a downworlder, but it turns out to be fun.

  After I get killed 7 times(2 of the boys twice, the third boy and both girls once), Momma walks out of the Accords Hall. "Naila, the Inquisitor's ready to meet with us," she says, smiling softly. With encouraging looks from the others kids, I take Momma's hand and she leads me back inside. Dad's waiting for us, with an older shadowhunter I don't know. Dad kisses my head and we follow the unknown shadowhunter. He leads us through the building until I've completely lost track of where we are. We stop at a door and unknown dude opens it, ushering us inside.

  I'm greeted by a large room with desk near the back. Behind the desk sits a woman I assume it the Inquisitor. She smiles and motions for us to sit. "The Nightcross family, a greatly respected one. I have understandings you wish to send young Naila to a school for so-called witches and wizards?" Dad looks at Momma before replying. "Yes, we already went to the Silent Brothers, and they suggested we give it a try. Of course, we also needed permission from the Clave." Momma takes over when he stops for a breathe, "the headmaster for the school has agreed to taking her to get the supplies needed, and even paying for them." The Inquisitor narrows her eyes at the last bit, "shadowhunters do not need charity from mundanes. However, I can not simply argue with what the Silent Brothers think best. She is your daughter, and if you wish to risk her safety to figure this out, I assure you I'll do all I can to help." I beam at her words, glad if be allowed to try something new. My parents thank her and we call Ragnor Fell to recreate the portal for us.

  Once we get home, I lay down on my bed for a bit. I'm trying to process things when Momma knocks on my door. "Nail, we're having Grace and her Mom over for dinner." I groan, but there's a smile on my face, "why do you people insist on calling me Nail?" Grace barges into my room at that and jumps on me, "because it fits you, Nail. Now come on, I'm hungry." I giggle and shove her off, "you're always hungry!" And that leads to a food fight in the middle of dinner for her to prove me wrong. Unfortunately, we then had to clean it up. It was fun while it lasted, though.