Daughter of the Different Worlds: A Demigod at Hogwarts

Chapter 8: What's happening?

Edited 7/26/22

I woke up to find I was alone. My clock was saying it's noon, but when I looked out the window, there were stars in the sky. I got out of bed, overlooking the fact that I was fully dressed, and my robes didn't have the slightest wrinkle. I reached into my robes for my wand, only to find it snapped in half.

"Strange..." I thought.

Suddenly I got goosebumps and had the urge to head towards the Great Hall. I don't know why, but I did. It was like I had no control over my legs. I just kept walking.

I arrived outside the Great Hall after pissing off multiple sleeping portraits

"Why are they sleeping? My clock said it was almost noon." I wondered aloud. Then I heard the voice. A deep voice, booming through the halls.

"They are sleeping because I told them to sleep, Ms. Black." The voice said.

"Who are you?!" I yelled at the ceiling in response.

"Well Ms. Black, Perhaps you'll find out in the Great Hall." The same voice from before said.

Once again, like I had no control over my legs, I started walking. The doors swung open as I continued to walk. I walked all the way to the staff table. There, a sight I did not expect, was waiting for me.

A heartbreaking and gruesome sight was projected in front of me. The final battle between Harry and Lord Voldemort during the Battle Of Hogwarts. In the background, you could see all the casualties from the battle. Suddenly the scene before me changed. I only caught a glimpse of it before it disappeared completely.

Suddenly a locked cabinet appeared before me. It was shaking back and forth, threatening to fall over. Once again like I had no control, I started walking. It felt like I was being possessed.

I opened the cabinet, to reveal what had to be a bogart. Like all bogarts, it quickly morphed into my fears. Suddenly, Lady Lesso and Professor Dovey, deans of the Schools for Good and Evil, burst out of the cabinet. They were each holding a piece of paper. No, not random pieces of paper, lists. Each list had multiple names on it. There were at least fifty on each page but there were probably more.

My eyes were drawn down to the very bottom of the list. What I saw made me audibly gasp. The list was numbered, and my name was the last on the list.

#120 Ivy Black of the Woods Beyond

I was number one hundred twenty. I was last, I had failed.

Then Professor Dovy spoke next. "Ivy, you have failed your classes and dropped to last in your ranks. You know what that means, correct?" She asked.

"You will be mogrified into a servant for the other school." Lady Lesso interrupted.

They both raised their arms ready to mogrify me. Then the boggart morphed, causing them to both disappear. Then before me, the Bailey twins appeared. I don't know either of them that well, but it was scary when Alex was possessed. I was at camp then and we saw the entirety of the battle. After it ended the mind erasing magic didn't penetrate our borders.

The gods know about the fairytale world, they know about the gods. But most humans and demigods don't. They're informed on a need to know basis. We were only informed after the battle.

Right in front of me, Alex was floating in the air, her eyes completely white. Connor was shouting at Alex trying to get her to fight the curse.

Connor suddenly turned toward me. "Ivy! I don't have much time, but I have to warn you, The Masked Man is rising to power again. The Fairy council is in shambles. He's already gathered a new Fairytale Army and wants to take over the earth. You have to help us!"

Then Alex started to glow. As the scene before me once again changed I vaguely heard Connor yell again.

"ALEX NO! YOU CAN FIGHT THIS! Fight it! Fight it for me, fight it for Mom..." His voice cracked as it trailed off.

Then the scene morphed for what I hoped was the last time. I heard the thunder before I saw anything. Out of the Cabinet burst Zeus, king of the Gods, Lord of the Sky.

I never liked my uncle. He always gave me the creeps when I went to Olympus. He's also the reason I can't travel by air when going back and forth between Camp Half-Blood and Hogwarts.

I'm not supposed to exist thanks to a pact made between the big three gods before WW2. Because of that pact, my uncle wants to kill me and my cousins. But he's a hypocrite and has two kids of his own. Jason and Thalia are okay. I've never really had the chance to talk to them besides when I met them.

Thalia travels with the hunters a lot, so she's hard to track down. Jason on the other hand, still travels a lot, but isn't that hard to track down. He's always going back and forth between camps and building temples for the gods.

The voice from before spoke again, from somewhere above me.

"So Ivy, how long do you plan to keep your heritage a secret? Your Wizarding friends don't know about the elven world, nor the gods. Your elven friends don't know about the gods, and vise versa. Or do they Ivy?" The voice finished with a slightly teasing voice.

"How long do you plan to keep it a secret? They're destined to find out." The voice said again.

"Stop! Stop it! Stop!" I heard myself screaming. "It feels like my skull is being slowly squeezed from inside out!" I screamed. I didn't know what was happening. All I knew was that I needed to get away from the voice.

I felt myself running and running. I didn't know where I was going, and once again that ghostly feel came over me. I was being possessed. I was sure of it now. But why? Who was possessing me?

As I ran I couldn't think straight anymore, I was too distracted by the pain and where I was running. Suddenly, my legs came to an abrupt stop. I started to fall forward, but I forced myself to regain my balance. I was standing on the edge of a cliff, and when I looked down over the edge, I saw Tartarus. Greek hell.

I've never fallen there myself, but I've seen it in memories. I've helped Percy with his memories, and the stress from them. It's terrifying. Suddenly, I felt a weight against the back of my knees. Then the weight pushed and my feet came out from under me.

Then I was falling. I wasn't on the cliff anymore. I was actually falling.

Then I woke up. I was shaking. I could see, and I knew I was in my bed, firmly on the ground, but I couldn't shake the feeling that I was falling. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being possessed.