Hecate's Realm

The Chapter With No Name

AN: Okay, so if you're looking at the title, and you're like, "Why would she title it like that? Is she being mysterious or something?" No. I'm not. I literally couldn't think of a decent title that described what would happen. It's kinda like Just Do Whatever from Fairy Tail. To this day, I still can't figure out how that relates to the episode. Whatever, I'm gonna stop rambling. Sorry. 

This has been beta'd by the amazing xx ShamiksXa xx, so go check her out!

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One hour later, Hazel and Emerson went down to the Great Hall. A good amount of the third year Gryffindors were already there, she noticed. She also noticed that Frank was deeply concentrating. She would have to remember to ask him about that when they met up in the Room of Requirement later that night. She then looked over to the reason they were on this quest in the first place. It seemed Harry was in the middle of a heated discussion between Ron and Hermione. She'd have to find out about that later too. She could no longer look at them, so she sat down across from Emerson and tuned back into what she was talking about.

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Hazel lied awake in her four poster bed the cogs in her mind whirring and humming. She had just returned to her dorm after a long hour of Muggle Studies. The way her day had being going, one could very easily assume that this class would be as easy as the rest had been. However, that person would be wrong.

Extremely wrong.

Apparently, when Hecate filled her in on an endless amount of information about Hogwarts and the Wizarding World into Hazel's brain, she didn't deem it necessary to include their understanding of the Muggle World. Now, for any other demigod, there wouldn't be an issue. Muggles-- or mortals, perhaps, were simply normal people with normal, happy lives. They've experienced it, they envy it, they embrace it and don't think too much about it.

But as far as Hazel knew, she was the only demigod that had been dead for nearly 70 years and came back to life. Because of that, she was as confused as a first-year. She was extremely thankful that people like Leo who made an effort and had to catch her up to the modern technology and human advancements since the 1940's.

It was as grueling and fatiguing as any class could be. Though it wasn't as bad as it could've been; Emerson was there to help her whenever she felt lost-- which was quite often.

So she went on her first day in Hogwarts as if she was any normal student and acted like she was absolutely, completely comfortable with the unusual castle. She anticipated for the rest of her roommates to go to bed so she could meet up with the others in the Room of Requirement.

The Daughter of Pluto snuck through the empty halls of Hogwarts, letting her mind wander. She hid in the wallowing shadows and stayed away from the magically lit torches. As a demigod who had battled against creatures, gods, titans, and literal forces of nature to name a few, she still had to confess that this quest was the weirdest and most peculiar ones that she had ever been on. Going to Alaska with her not yet boyfriend and a Son of Neptune-- no, Poseidon was one of the strangest ones. As was traveling across the Atlantic to literally defeat Earth which-- which was surprisingly evil was unusual as well. But this one took the cake. Being thrown into a brand new world, with no gods, it's own powers, problems, and more importantly, culture was even more confusing than anything she's ever experienced. Even though she considered herself a witch, the people here were of a whole different caliber, and the people-- British witches and wizard saw this as absolutely normal. They didn't bat an eye at the moving paintings, which were most likely following her as she trekked through the castle. They didn't find it strange or surprising to have food conjured up from thin air in an instant, or climb on staircases that moved or even to share a space with ghosts!

She had made sure to steer crystal clear of them as much as she possibly could. Being a child of the god of death wouldn't be doing any favors. If anything, they'd blow her cover. Hazel needed to be undercover for this task, and she wasn't about to fail this for something that she was. Which is exactly why any of them got too close for her liking, she either hid behind a textbook or struck up a conversation with Emerson to seem as if she was distracted and normal. She had managed to convince the other Hufflepuffs that she was completely terrified of the ghosts. Emerson, being the nice and compassionate person that she was, did everything in her power to keep Hazel away from the ghosts that wandered and floated in Hogwarts, something the demigod was thankful for.

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Before Hazel knew it, she was outside of the invisible door of the Room of Requirement. She passed in front of where she knew the door to be three times, and entered. The room appeared to be just like it had the last time she had been there. Frank and Luna were already there waiting; however, a certain platinum-blonde Slytherin was not. Hazel took a stride and walked over to her boyfriend when she noticed he was somewhat off.

"What's wrong?" She inquired, worryingly.

"What?" he looked up and tried to suffocate his previou h, nothing." He lied.

She folded her arms. "Frank."

He sighed. "It's just ... something happened in Care of Magical Creatures. Draco-"

"What happened to Draco?" She interrupted. She couldn't help but get nervous. The fact that her new friends was gone on the first real night at Hogwarts was troublesome to say the least.

"He's in the Hospital Wing, but he's fine."

"Hospital Wing?"

Frank nodded. "He got scratched by a hippogriff, but I saw the wound as he was carried away. It was bloody, but it wasn't deep."

"Then why isn't he here if he's really okay?"

"He insisted that it was going to kill him. But I doubt he'll even get a scar."

"So he's okay?"

Frank nodded again. "Even if he's acting like he isn't. I was going to ask him why he was acting strangely but he's not here." Hazel relaxed a bit. She didn't want to lose someone this early in the quest, even if she had only had one conversation with the Slytherin.

"Can we go see him?"

"I think that's a lovely idea," Luna said, speaking for the first time since they had all been in the Room of Requirement. She started walking towards the door, gently dragging them through the castle.

Thankfully for the demigods, no one else was there besides Madam Pomfrey, so they could speak freely about what was happening. They opened the doors and walked over to Draco, who sat up when he saw them come in. He frowned internally, knowing he would have some explaining to do, especially when he saw Frank.

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