Hogwarts School of Witch - holy schist is that a skeleton?

1 - Wizard Shopping is Mildly Decent

I was at my father's palace, again. Nothing good ever comes out of this place, I always get sent on pointless errands. Last time, I had to kill some 'Nicolas Flamel'. 600-ish years old, if you can believe it! Thanatos praised me highly for my work.

Anyway, I'm getting off-topic. I was summoned to my father's palace, and I was kneeling in front of his throne. "Father."
"Yes yes, formalities and all..." He waved a hand dismissively. "Let's get to the point. You're going to Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry. Try and not destroy it, will you?"

"Wizards. Let me guess; Hecate." Hades laughed.
"Actually, no. These little fellows just spontaneously arrived here, about 2 days ago. No one knows of their origins, but they have a whole other hidden world. It might be older than us, as we have no idea when they actually originated."

This surprised me. Zeus, not knowing something, and actually admitting it? The apocalypse must have started. "Right. And why am I going again?" Hades shrugged.
"Hecate needed someone to extend an olive branch to these creatures; we still know next to nothing about them, and you're the best suited to try and befriend them because if they're hostile, you can shadow travel away."

I nodded. One problem though. "Erm, I don't really do friends..." Hades waved a hand dismissively. "Then think of this as social training. Anyway, you need to go. Pack and shadow travel to this address tomorrow morning. Any questions?" I nodded.

"Can Will come?"
"What is it with you and that boy?"
"We're dating." Hades looked shocked.
"Really?" I was exasperated. I mean, seriously, I had told him about 10 times now. "Nevermind. Yes, he can go."
"Will I actually be able to perform magic?" Hades shrugged. What a clear answer! How the fields of punishment am I meant to fit in when I can't perform magic?

"You can leave now."

So I did.

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"Will! Will!" I yelled at my boyfriend, hoping to catch his attention. He started. "Go away! I'm shooting here!"
"But Will, I have a quest from father, and you're in it!" That got his attention. He lowered his bow.

"What? Why am I involved?"
"You're better at being social than I am, and this is a diplomatic mission. Also, it's a long one, and I couldn't stand being away from you for so long." Will chuckled, before giving me a peck on the lips. "Always with the ulterior motives. Where are we going? Who are we diplomating?"

I smirked. "Britain, and wizards." Will looked shocked.
"You told a joke! Who are you, and what have you done with Nico?" I rolled my eyes.
"Will, I do not joke. I'm serious here. We're going to Britain, and we're making friends with wizards. And we are not going to blow up their school." I muttered that last one under my breath. Will laughed. "Yes, we probably are. Now, when are we leaving?" I smirked.

"Now."

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I stretched in the middle of some form of alley. According to the letter, it was called Diagon Alley. I had spent a good 5 minutes laughing at that. A diagonal alley and a pig disease as their school; these wizards were insane, not that I could talk.

"Niiiicoooo, I haven't packed! I can't go around wearing only this for a whole year!" I grinned. "That's why I packed for you." I waved my hand at the two trunks behind me; one with the name Nico on it, the other with the name Will. "Anyways, we need to get our supplies. This letter says what we need, but we have to go to a bank first. Father said it was a giant marble building; can't miss it."

Will pointed behind me. "You mean like that one?" I turned around and smiled.
"Exactly like that one. C'mon, let's go see how rich the gods are."