Chapter 2

Percy smiled as he slept, dreaming about swimming in the sea with his mom and friends. He swam up to the surface, enjoying the way the water seemed to bend to his will.

He looked around and found Annabeth walking towards him. She wore a grey one piece with a smile on her face.

"Hey seaweed brain, long time."

"Yeah," Percy smiled, "I miss you Annabeth."

"And I miss you," the daughter of wisdom smiled, "when are you coming back?"

"I...I don't know."

"Percy, it's time."

"Time? Time for what?"

"It's time to wake up."

"What?"

"WAKE UP!"

"AH!" Percy yelled as he woke up and jumped off the bed and hit the floor, hard. He got up and grumbled rubbing his nose. Hecate was grinning at him from across the bed, Percy glared, "there's a special place in Hades for people like you."

"Yes, I know. It's called the throne." Hecate smiled, "I'm just letting Hades borrow it for now."

Percy looked at the window and gapped, "what the fuck?! The sun isn't even up yet! What time is it?"

"5," Hecate shrugged.

"5?! 5?! It's 5 in the fucking morning?!" Percy roared, "why did you wake me up at 5 in the fuckign morning?!"

"Because it's time to begin your training," Hecate smiled, "I let you sleep last night because you were exhausted, but now you are rested and it's time to begin your training!"

Percy got up, "I hate you."

"No you don't!" Hecate smiled as she walked to the room door.

"Wait, let me wash up first," Percy grumbled, "shit! Forgot, no toothbrush."

"No problem," Hecate snapped her fingers and suddenly Percy felt a wave of energy cover him. His teeth suddenly felt cleaner as well as his face.

Percy touched his smooth skin, "what did you do?"

"It's a cleaning charm, very basic, don't worry, I'll teach it too you, now come on, we need to get you feed and then we need to train you."

Percy nodded as he quickly followed the goddess downstairs. She quickly walked up to the bar and motioned for Percy to join her.

Tom then came over and smiled, "ah Percy, how did you sleep?"

"Very well Tom, thank you," Percy smiled, "I'm surprised you're up this early."

"Oh I get customers at all times of the day, I make it a habit to wake up early. Now I suppose you'll be eating that breakfast of yours yes?"

Percy nodded, "yes please." he then turned to Hecate, "do you want something?"

The goddess raised an eyebrow, "you serious?"

Percy shrugged, "hey I don't know if you eat or not. I've seen my dad eat food several times, so I guessed you did too."

"Hmm, well it's mostly just for cosmetic reason...what the heck, sure. It's the Fates' money anyway," Hecate shrugged, "one Leaky soup Tom, and add extra cheese please."

Tom smiled, "coming right up miss."

As they waited for their meal Percy turned to the goddess of magic, "alright, so what's the plan oh goddess?

"Tone down the sarcasm kid."

"I do that when someone wakes me up at 5 in the morning," Percy glared.

Hecate rolled her eyes, "anyway, I was thinking we go shopping first. Get you some clothes, some proper wizarding tools, a chest, well, no maybe not yet. You know, whatever is useful."

"Do I get a wand?" Percy asked with sparkling eyes.

"No," Hecate replied flatly.

"What?! Why?"

"You get a wand when I say you get a wand, we first need to find out how good you are. If I am going to train you then I am going to train you my way, and I say that you get no wand until you prove you are good enough for it."

Percy grumbled, "great. Alright then tell me something, how come some mortals are wizards and others aren't?"

Hecate looked surprised, "what brought this up?"

"Well while I was walking yesterday I started thinking, if there is a secret society of magic users in the world, then why isn't everyone a magic user? I mean, what makes someone a wizard or a witch?"

"Not bad kid, lesson number one: always ask the right kind of question. And that right there was the right kind of question. You see it all had to do with the divine and the mortal world."

Percy raised an eyebrow, "how so?"

"Alright tell me, what separates the two worlds?"

"The Mist."

"Correct, but you see just because the Mist makes it so that you can't see the divine world, doesn't mean it's not there. You see in the ancient past there was no Mist, so the two worlds mixed freely. This constant mixture of both worlds gave birth to a new race, humans with the ability to use magic."

"So...exposure to the divine world makes a human….magical?"

"Exactly. You see inside every human is a spark of divinity, a soul if you will, or as the magicals call it, a core. If a child, or an infant, is introduced to the divine world their souls get ignited and they awaken a small form of divinity, that divinity is the ability to perform magic. And once that ability is unlocked it can be passed down through generations and generations."

"So anyone can perform magic?" Percy asked.

"Yes, well provided they have a ignited soul that is," Hecate paused as Tom had returned with their meals.

Percy thanked him and payed the man. Once he was gone he asked, "so what about my mom? She had me, a demigod, why isn't she magical?"

"Because one's soul can only be ignited as a child," Hecate explained as she sipped her soup, "say for example your mother had a twin that was joined at the hip. They have different bodies but were fused at the hip. And now say they are both pregnant, your mom with you and her twin with some other child and not by a god. Now while you won't influence your mother or her twin, the child, who is basically your next door neighbour, will most definitely become a witch or wizard."

"So...suppose I have a kid, will he be magical?"

"No, he will be a legacy. They would have your DNA, hence they are still considered part of the divine world. But say you raise a child that isn't yours, adoption perhaps, then that child will become a witch or wizard."

Percy nodded in understanding as he ate his food, "amazing. So the magical world is a product of the mortal world and the divine world."

"Exactly," Hecate nodded.

"So wait, can I even do magic in the first place?" Percy asked.

Hecate grinned, "Percy...you have more magic in your pinky than any of these people have in their whole bodies. Don't forget, you are a demigod, that means something. Your father is the ruler of the seas, he controls it not through magic, but because he is the sea. He is the very element itself Percy, compared to what you can do as his son, wizards and witches are basically children playing with toys. Even Merlin himself would probably be weaker than the weakest demigod."

"I don't know about that, I know some pretty basic demigods."

Hecate waved him away, "I mean in a magical sense. The demigods you know were never trained, but you will be. In fact I think you are probably the first to ever be trained in the arts of wizarding magic."

"Wow, really?"

"Really. Most find it too beneath them to try. And in a way I suppose they are right, after all when you literally have to face Gods and the stuff of legends on a daily basis things the wizarding world offer seem mundane in comparison."

Percy nodded, "well I can't wait!" Percy quickly finished his breakfast. After they were done Percy payed for Hecate's meal and followed the goddess to the back to what looked like a storeroom or sorts.

Percy looked around, there was nothing there, but just then Hecate lifted her hand and snapped her fingers. And the wall in front of her started to shit and open into an archway.

Percy gasped as a whole alley was suddenly revealed to him. The place was small and quite empty, but that didn't stop it from capturing his eyes.

For a boy with ADHD this place was both heaven and hell. The moment he saw one thing something else grabbed his attention. There were so many colorful shops, each more interesting that the one before. Percy took back what he said about the wizarding world, it was amazing!

The alley was empty right now, most of the shops weren't even open yet. But some were. He saw a store that sold trunks, one that sold potion ingredients, a book store, several bookstores, a...broom store? Okay that one Percy didn't understand, but whatever.

"This is Diagon alley," Hecate explained as she walked in front, "basically the mall for all wizarding wares. If you want a pet owl, a new book on breeding dragons, a new broo,, this is the place."

"Okay I have to ask, why the hell is there a shop for brooms?" Percy asked pointing at the broom store, "like seriously, why? I understand some people have their fetishes, but this is a broom, how good does the thing that cleans your floor have to look?"

Hecate laughed, "oh Percy, you're the best. You see brooms here are basically treated like motor bikes in the mortal world. They use it for short distance transportation or even for a game they play called quidditch."

Percy raised an eyebrow, "quidditch?"

"Very interesting, trust me."

"Okay...but how does a broom transport you?"

"Oh right, it's a flying broom. Basically it's like an airplane for one."

Percy blinked, "huh….cool. Too bad I can never use it."

"Why? Afraid of heights?"

"More like afraid of the guy who owns the sky. Zeus and I...well let's just say we have our differences."

Hecate laughed, "relax kid it'll be fine. When it come to witches and wizards Zeus turns a blind eyes, plus we are in Britain, Zeus' power doesn't hold here. In fact none of the greek gods have power here."

"And how exactly are you here?"

Hecate smiled, "remind me again what my title is?"

"Goddess of….oh."

"Exactly. Unlike the other Gods I'm not limited to just one location like America. Being the goddess of magic allows me to exist anywhere magic is present, and magic is everywhere. Hence why I can be here in the first place."

Percy nodded, "makes sense. So where too first? None of the shops are even open yet."

Hecate turned back and grinned, "we are going to Knockturn alley."

"Okay, just that name alone tells me to stay away."

Hecate threw he head back and laugh. She guided him down the alley until they reached a giant marble building with the name 'Gringotts' on the front. Hecate then took a sharp left turn and entered a small alleyway which was shrouded in darkness from the shadow between the buildings.

Percy walked in and immediately put his hand in his pocket feeling up Riptide. He looked around, the shops in this place were open, true, but they did not look safe, nor did they look sanitary. The people hanging around this area looked shady to say the best, they looked deformed or even mained.

Luckily though Hecate found what she looking for as she quickly walked into a store called 'Cobb & Webb's'. The inside of the shop looked very much like a mix between a library and a pawn shop. A man dressed like a victorian area shopkeeper stood behind the store smiling at Percy and Hecate.

"Welcome sir, lady. How can I help you?" the man smiled.

"I want the teacher's rod and the student's cloak," Hecate explained as she looked at a display case to their right containing many unique items such as a mummified hand, a whistle and a….is that a skull?

Percy shrugged, 'this is not a safe place.'

"I'm sorry madam, I don't believe I know what you-"

Snap!

Hecate snapped her fingers and the man suddenly stopped talking. He stammered as he tried to speak, but no sound came out. "Look boy I understand you wish to keep your secrets from the public, and I respect that, I do. But not when it interferes with my work. The staff and the cloak. Now."

Snap!

The man gapsed. "Y-yes ma'am, right away ma'am!" he then ran into the store's back room and Percy could hear him rushing through his storage space.

"Well that was scary," Percy said as he looked around, "although this place might just have you beat."

"Yes, there are many a cursed item here," Hecate smiled as she saw a small torch, much like the one she was often depicted having, "I remember this. Some poor idiot tried to make a weapon like mine. Ended up cursing himself and his family from the dark magic backlash."

Percy shivered, "so what exactly are we looking for anyway?"

"Something to help you learn faster," Hecate said as she looked across the glass cases and found a set of spectacles she liked. It's lens were round with one being red and the other blue, "perfect."

The man then came rushing in with two boxes stacked in hand. "Here you go ma'am, the rod and cloak."

Hecate nodded and quickly opened the box revealing a golden rod at least 20 inches long in one and a black cloak with red runes inscribed on it in another. She snapped her fingers and the boxes started to float in mid air revealing the man of their weight.

"I also want that," Hecate pointed at the bi coloured spectacle.

The man now more fearful of the goddess nodded, "yes ma'am of course ma'am," he quickly put the glasses in a box and handed it Hecate. "Will there be anything else?"

"Sealing cloth, if you have it."

"I'm sorry my lady, but we don't. I sold my last sent to a man from India quite long ago."

Hecate growled, "fine," the goddess hummed to herself for a while, "do you have a pair of quick read glasses?"

"Yes, I do, but they aren't the normal kind. They are very taxing my lady and-"

"-I don't care. Get them," Hecate snapped sending the old man running back in.

Percy rolled her eyes, she could be mean when she wanted, personally he found it normal, Gods were almost always like this. Slowly the son of Poseidon's eyes started to wander off as he looked at everything around him. And then something caught his eye.

It was a silver band with a owl on the front, it looked very familiar as it reminded him of the owl ear rings Annabeth used to where. Percy sighed as he smiled in nostalgia, he won't be able to see them again for some time now.

"What you got there Percy?" Hecate asked as she looked over his shoulder

Percy flinched in surprise, "don't do that!"

"Oh, a blood band, nice," she exclaimed ignoring his complaining.

Percy sighed, "anyway, yeah, I thought it looked cool. What is it?"

"It's a blood band. Basically it sucks you blood and magic and in exchange it gives a bonus of some kind," Hecate waved her hand above it and hummed, "it looks like this one in particular gives you a boost in thinking power. Not bad Percy, you've got a good eye there."

"Thanks, but I didn't really do anything."

"Sure," Hecate turned to the man who had just returned with another spectacle case, "and the blood band."

The man's eyebrow's shoot up in horror, "my lady that is most dangerous! If one isn't careful-"

"-I know! Now shut up and give me what I asked for! I'm not incompetent boy! I know what I am doing! Now the band, please!"

The old man shivered again as he nodded quickly. He opened the case and pulled out a long wooden stick. The wood was made out of a sick looking wood as he waved and muttered something under his breath. The band then slowly lifted into the air and was deposited into a wooden box the man had on hand.

He pushed the box to Hecate, "please my lady, be careful. I can guess what you wish to do with these items, they are very dangerous if used all at once."

Hecate snapped her fingers making the box fly, "I understand your concern, but I remind you, I know what it is I'm doing. Now, how much for this all?"

"Well let's see, the cloak and rod come at a total of 300 galleons, the bi coloured glasses are 50 and the quick read will be another 50. And finally the blood band….let's say 400. So a total of 800 galleons."

Hecate raised an eyebrow, "really? 800? For this set?"

"My lady I assure that is the best I can do."

"No, I don't think it is. The bicoloured glasses are broken, worth nothing to you, I'm taking them off your hands. So that will be 10 galleons, yes? And then the rod and cloak, one useless without the other. So Let's say 100, each. And I'll admit the blood band is expensive, but since I'm probably the only one who will buy it, let's say….150. So, 310."

"700."

"350."

"650."

"400, if you throw in a pair of glass wipes."

"500, and the glass wipes."

"450, last offer, or else I walk."

The man and the goddess glared, Percy had to admit, the old man had balls for standing up to a Goddess, or maybe it was because he had no idea who she was.

"Deal," the old man finally gave in causing the goddess to smirk.

Hecate turned to Percy, "pay the man Percy."

Percy nodded as he took out the mokeskin bag and started the long process of gathering ten coins in each hand and depositing the growing pile of gold onto the man's counter. At exactly 450 Percy stopped, his bag took a big hit, but luckily it looked like the Fates gave him more than enough. Considering they knew the future, they probably gave him exactly how much money he would need.

Hecate then shark the items they had bought and placed it inside. Without a goodbye the goddess left the shop telling Percy to follow.

"So where next?" Percy asked.

"A bookstore, but not a normal one. It's a special one that deals with books that are highly illegal. There is a reason I asked you to come out this early in the morning. The store is called the 'Twilight Spectrum' and exits at a specific time. If you don't find it by then it is gone."

Percy nodded, "so where is it?"

Hecate turned a corner and smiled, "right here."

In front of them, right in the center of the alleyway was a giant tower that was over twenty stories tall. It was cracked and old with moss hanging off its windows and creepers running up it's walls. There was a door before them that read 'Twilight Spectrum', Hecate walked up to it and knocked.

The door then disappeared and Hecate walked in. "Quickly Percy! Or else it will leave without us!"

Percy nodded as he ran inside, moment later the door slammed shut and the building shook. Percy was startled, he looked back and opened the door, but instead of an open alley way he found a bricked up wall.

"Come on Percy, we can look at walls later." Hecate called out. Percy grumbled, 'stupid goddess of magic.'

They walked inside and found themselves in the heart of the tower. The walls were shelves that ran up the twenty stories of the all tower with ladder going all the up. In front of them was an old man that was hunched before a counter. He smiled, "welcome, how may I help you?"

"We need books," Hecate said as she looked around, "lots of them."

"Any particular subject?"

"The core subjects for Hogwarts, uncensored of course. One on runes, arithmancy, alchemy, a basic starting point for dark magic as well."

"Easy enough," the man said with a smile as he brought his wand up and waved it in intricate and delicate patterns. Suddenly books from all over the tower began to move off their shelves and fly down. Around 20 books came down and stacked themselves on the counter. The man turned to Hecate, "anything else?"

"Well let's see...turning into an Animagus, one on basic rituals...and you know what I'm feeling dangerous, give me one on battle magic as well."

The said nothing as he nodded and quickly summoned the books again. Hecate turned to Percy, "anything you want to learn in particular Percy?"

Percy shrugged, "not really. Ah...well there is that teleportation thing I was told about. You know, by the three old grandma's? I thought that was cool."

Hecate chuckled, "yeah, wait until you try it kid. But either way you won't need a book for that."

"Then...is there a certain branch of magic my dad uses? I think that would be useful."

The old man raised an eyebrow as he leaned in and locked eyes with Percy. Percy was surprised at the sudden eye contact but thought nothing off it. But then Hecate suddenly reached out and grabbed the man by the throat.

The goddess lifted the man up and squeezed, "did you just try and invade my ward's mind boy?"

"I-I'm sorry I-"

"-Silence!" Hecate roared as her eyes glowed like greek fire, "I should burn you and your entire tower for this offence! Give me one reason to spare your life!"

"I-I'm sorry! Please, I'll do anything!" The man kicked his feet as he struggled to escape, but the goddess grip on his throat was too tight.

"Anything?" the goddess narrowed her eyes.

"Yes! Please!"

"Fine," she threw him down as the man coughed as his throat slowly opened up again, "I"m looking for a book about Atlantean magic. Do you have it?"

"N-no, something like that is far too valuable," the man said as he struggled to get back up. Percy wanted to go to the man and help him up, but one look from Hecate made him stop. The goddess knew what was doing, he needed to trust her.

"I want it. Or I promise your tower will not last another day!"

"I'll find it, I swear!" The fell to his knees, "just give me a month's time! Please! I'll find one for you!"

"Swear on your magic boy," Hecate's eyes flared green, "and I might just spare your life."

"I swear! I swear on my magic I will do all I can to find this book for you my lady!"

"Fine. Theses books will be enough. How much?"

The man stated a thousand for the set, Percy thought the goddess would argue, but she made no effort. She asked Percy to pay the man, and after shrinking and storing the books they were off once more.

"Hecate, what did that old guy try to do to me?" Percy asked.

"He tried to read your mind Percy," the goddess spat as she shoot a glare over her shoulder causing the old man inside to shiver.

"He what?!" Percy blushed.

"Don't worry, I stopped him before he did anything."

Percy was shocked to say the least. "I didn't know they could do that," he said in awe and disgust.

"Yes, the wizards might be small minded, but they are clever people. Don't worry, about it though," Hecate snapped her fingers and Percy felt a tingle of magic come alive around his head, "I just placed a barrier in your mind. No wizard will be able to do that again. Can't have you spilling out the secrets of the Gods and the future now can we?"

Percy nodded, he didn't even think about that. He didn't realise what damage the things he knows could cause if they ever got out. He was just worried about himself, Percy gulped, if he was going to live in this world he needed to learn how to protect himself.

They walked to the front door and Heated threw open the doors. She pressed her hand up against the brick wall and suddenly a passageway opened up. She and Percy walked through and found themselves outside Knockturn alley.

It was now 8 in the morning and slowly diagon alley was slowly waking up. People were out and about, people were busy opening up shop. Hecate sighed, "I hoped there wouldn't be much of a crowd today, but oh well, nothing we can do about it."

"So we have the books, we have the tools, what's next?" Percy asked.

"Well now we just need a place to study."

"Right...and the cauldron doesn't work because…..?"

"Because it's too distracting," Hecate argued as they waved through the slowly forming crowd, "the things I will teach you require your full attention. Plus some of it isn't strictly….legal."

Percy raised an eyebrow, "and why aren't they?"

"Mostly because they are dangerous and unsafe," Hecate shrugged, "but then again that's just for humans. We devines go by a whole separate set of rules. You could say the rules of mortal magic don't apply to us."

"So there are a separate rules for us to follow?"

"Of course there are Percy, what did you think we can just do whatever we want? Don't worry about it though, I'll explain it all soon enough."

They quickly walked up to a store, 'Plots & Lands' a common enough looking store. Inside was a witch, pointy hat and all, sitting behind a counter looking bored. The moment Hecate walked in though she was alert.

"Welcome, how can I help you today?" the middle age witch smiled.

"We are here to buy land, obviously," Hecate told the woman, "specifically number 7 privet drive, little whinging, Surrey. I understand it's available, yes?"

The witch looked confused and stunned, "ah, yes, but we haven't been able to really sell it ma'am. Are you sure you want that house?"

Hecate nodded, "yes my dear, quite sure. No, chop chop, on with the paperwork."

The witch still looked unsure, "are you sure? You haven't seen the house yet have you?"

"No, but does that really even matter to you? You need my coin, I'm giving it to you. So are you really just going to sit there and tell me to take my business elsewhere?"

The witch looked horrified, "no please! I'll contact my broker immediately, please it will only be a moment. Would you like a beverage or something while you wait?"

"No, just the land. Quickly girl," Hecate said as the witch immediately went into the back room. The goddess turned to Percy, "this place is quite a interesting place really. They coordinate all land in both the mortal and magical world. From here they contact various brokers across the land to get the land they wish, truly a wonderous thing. It is rare seeing humans so united in something, but I suppose when money is involved everyone can agree to get on board."

Percy nodded, "I see...and any reason you already have a place in mind?"

"Yes."

"Care to share with the rest of the class?"

"No."

Percy sighed, "why do I even try?"

Hecate grinned and quickly the witch came back with a stack of paperwork. Hecate produced a bunch of identification records, something Percy never even thought about and quickly filled out all the necessary paperwork.

After a quickly exchange of coins, Percy and Hecate left the store with the deed to their new house.

"And now the real fun begins," Hecate laughed as Percy suddenly paled. He would soon learn the foolishness of his mistake to go shopping with a woman.

They first stopped off in an apothecary where Hecate's rummaged through its inventory, taking potion ingredients by the hand full. She had bought enough for what looked like millions of potions. Percy could only stare in horror as she put more and more ingredients on the counter. Soon the stack came up to Percy's eyes, he honestly had no idea what these could be used for.

After that purchase they went across the street into a store that sold pots, or as Percy soon learned they were called, cauldrons. There Hecate bought around 10 of them, each very high quality and expensive and several instruments for what Percy assumed was potion's making.

In the end Percy had one hand filled with cauldrons and the other carrying the ingredients the had bought. "Ah Hecate, would you like, help out?" Percy asked as he barely held them all together, "please?"

The goddess sighed, "fine," she snapped her fingers and suddenly everything disappeared.

"Where did they go?"

"I teleported them to our new home."

"You can do that?" Hecate nodded clearly smug at his amazement. Percy's tone then changed, "why didn't you do that before?!"

Hecate jumped a little, "sorry, I ah, kind of forgot."

"ARGH! You goddesses are impossible!" Percy groaned, "fine, can we please just get going? What's next?"

"Now it's time for the most important thing of all," Hecate looked serious. Percy nodded as he waited for her to speak. The goddess grinned, "clothes!"

Percy gaped, "no!"

The goddess had to literally drag Percy into Madam Malkin's robes for all occasions, the shop keeper inside was very confused at the sight of a grown with dragging a teen boy by his feet while the boy literally tried to crawl away. It would have been a horrific sight, but this sort of thing happened on a day to day basis in the wizarding world.

Finally Percy stood in the store, still as a statue as an enchanted measuring tape took his size. It measure his arm length, leng length, even the distance between his nostrils. That last one weirded Percy out, he was starting to get the feeling that all wizards were at least a little crazy.

"How much longer do I have to wait?" Percy groaned.

"Oh shush you," Hecate waved him away as she returned to discuss with madam Malkin, "I think we should stick to one colour, hm….maybe blue? He seems to like it a lot."

"Really? Blue robes?"

"Why? Too much?"

"No, just seems a little plain."

"Believe me, the boy likes it that way," Hecate assured the woman, "so that will be five sets of blue robes. Oh and can you stitch trident on the sleeves?"

Malkin looked surprised, "a trident?"

"Yes, Poseidon's trident," Hecate nodded, "it's sort of his favorite god. Figured I give him what he wants."

"Oh can I also have a pegasus stitched on my back?" Percy asked. Hecate gave him a questioning look, "what?" Percy shrugged, "I like them. They remind me of camp."

Hecate nodded, "I see, not bad. Alright, that as well. Oh and do you make muggle clothes by any chance?"

The seamstress shook her head, "sorry dear we don't. But I think there is a good second hand store down the street, a store called 'Muggle wears and ends'. Good store, reputed business."

They quickly got the robes made, Percy was honestly impressed, they looked very nice, though it still bothered him that he was expected to wear this all the time. It honestly reminded him of a bathrobe, okay to wear once in awhile, but not all the freaking time!

"Hey Hecate, what's a muggle?" Percy asked once they left the store.

"Oh right, well it's what wizarding fold call mortals," Hecate explained.

"Seriously? They call them that?" Percy shivered, "I don't know why but I don't like it. It's sound so...racist."

Hecate chuckled, "it is."

"What do you mean?"

"Well I was hoping to hold off on this conversation for some time, but I suppose better now than never. You see magical people are...kind of racist."

Percy checked, "you're joking."

"Nope. 100% serious. You see wizards don't actually know how they got their magic. They don't' know about the divine world remember? So they just assumed it was a power they had since time, not realising it was a result of the divine world interacting with them. So they grew arrogant, prideful, claimed that the older a bloodline was, the purer it was. And the purer it was, the stronger their claims to magic was, meaning older families, or pure bloods of you will, consider themselves superior to everyone else."

"Okay, so when you say pure, you really mean inbred right?"

"Exactly," Hecate served, "inbred like you wouldn't believe. Seriously Percy, they are all related to each other one way or another. Anyway so now we have purebloods, the head of the magical community, and they hate muggles. Well not all of them, but you get the point. But as you remember me telling you, magical people can still be created due to interaction from the divine. Meaning a child with mortal parents could become a witch or wizard. These types of wizards are what is called muggle born, and believe me when I say, they are hated."

Percy groaned, "great, so I'm stuck in a place where people are racists, dressed like victorian era england, probably can spy on my very thoughts and what else? Oh, right, can and probably will try to kill me if they find out I'm a demigod. Just lovely."

Hecate chuckled as they quickly found the store which madam Malkin spoke off. Inside Percy grabbed whatever he thought was useful, a couple of jeans, a few shirts and of course plenty of hoodies. The man at the counter was an idiot, he tried to sell Percy pyjamas claiming it was what muggles wore when going to work. That gave Percy a clear look on just how little wizards knew about mortals.

Eventually they went back to the Leaky Cauldron for a late lunch. Percy order a plate of shepherd's pie while Hecate just ordered a Leaky soup again.

"So what's next?" Percy asked.

"Next? Well next we go home and begin," Hecate smiled, "I have to say, I wasn't all that excited to train you before. When the Fates came to me and asked for my help I agreed only out of compulsion, but now, well I'm glad I said yes."

Percy raised an eyebrow, "why's that?"

"Well partly because that means you're my slave for the next six months," Hecate grinned as she licked her lips, "and I'm your master. I think you can see where I'm going with this."

Percy gulped, "lady, I will cut you into little pieces."

Hecate laughed, "oh so cute! Relax Percy, I'm just messing with you." Percy sighed and Hecate continued, "besides I don't need to do anything, you'll come to me all on your own."

Percy blushed, "no I won't!"

Hecate shrugged, "that's what they all say. Seriously, I am excited, it's been so long since I've had a student. Usually I'm stuck with teaching old men and women who have become strong enough to warrant my attention. You're the first one who has come to me with no form of magical training at all. Plus you are a demigod, the possibilities are virtually endless for what I can do with you."

Percy was surprised, "so you're excited because you want to turn me into a weapon?"

Hecate shrugged, "not really. Call it a researcher's curiosity. I want to see how far I can get with you. Admit it Jackson, even you are a bit excited."

Percy shrugged, "well I suppose that's true. This place might be filled with racists but...well it's magic. Who can say no to magic?"

Hecate smiled as she and Percy quickly finished their lunch. Once done Hecate took Percy by the hand and walked to the room with the entrance to Diagon alley. She told him to hang on tight,and suddenly she began to spin on the spot.

And Percy's world turned.

He felt his body being squeezed, his shoulder's hunched into his body as he was pushed through what felt like a tiny tube. He then started to spin around and around as the London skyline flashed below him.

Suddenly the trip stopped. Percy came flying out as he rolled along the ground. He picked himself up and growled, "what was that?"

Hecate chuckled, "careful, you might start-" Percy's head throb when suddenly his stomach startled to churn causing him to vomit out all he ate. "Sigh, don't worry Percy, happens to everyone."

Hecate snapped her fingers dismissing the vomit. She helped Percy to his feet, the demigod's head was still spinning, but he quickly realised that he was no long in the Leaky Cauldron. He stood in the middle of a road with identical buildings on either side. He looked at the street sign, 'Privet Drive'.

"How did we get here?" Percy asked.

"Apparition," Hecate explained, "the wizarding way of teleporting."

"Okay, I'm so not going to do that." Percy grumbled, "why is my head still spinning?!"

Hecate chuckled as she snapped her fingers causing Percy's head suddenly clear up, "better?"

Percy grumbled, "much. You should have done that in the first place."

"Apologize," Hecate said, though her smirk told him she didn't really feel sorry. "Now, let's find your new home shall we?"

Percy nodded as he and Hecate walked down the road. They quickly found number 7, the house was locked and the shades drawn. Hecate walked up to the house and snapped her fingers unlocking the door.

Percy walked inside and found the place bare. There was no furniture, when he went to turn on the light's he found that they didn't work yet. Percy couldn't help grumble, "okay, so no power, no bed and from what I can feel no water supply as well."

"Patience young one, we just bought the land today, you can't expect the mortals to have everything ready by the time we get here," Hecate snapped her fingers conjuring two very comfortable looking lounge chairs out of thin air.

Percy was impressed, he sat down on the chair and sighed, "this feels nice."

"Thank you, it has a cheering charm on it, helps relax the user," Hecate explained, "don't worry about the lights and water Percy, they will be activated by tomorrow morning."

Percy nodded, "thank you," he looked outside and sighed, "at least we can count on not being interrupted. This place looks super boring."

Hecate nodded, "one of the reasons I chose this place."

"Really? There are more?"

"Yup. You see there is a young wizarding boy who lives just down this road at number 4, his name is Harry Potter. His house has some powerful blood wards on it, makes this entire neighborhood a very safe place from witches and wizards. That's why the witch at the broker store said nobody liked it, they were being pushed away by the wards."

"And I'm assuming because we are divine and not just magical we can push past these wards?"

"Exactly, they are designed to keep out witches and wizards, not gods and goddess. But in their defence there isn't much that can keep out one of us. Hence this is the perfect place for you to stay and for me to train you. Any other questions?"

Percy raised his hand. Hecate sighed, "yes, you with the face."

"Can I have my wand soon?"

"No."