Demigods At Hogwarts

Some Training, A God Visits, All In All A Normal Day (Nico's Perspective)

(Again, I couldn't really find a meme that relates to the events in this chapter. Sorry, hope it's alright)

"How did you do that?" Ron asked. I rolled my eyes.

"Honestly, people could track you anywhere based on your loud breathing. Are you trying to sound like a stampede of elephants?" I asked. The trio just looked at each other. Then Harry held out his hand.

"Give me back my invisibility cloak." He demanded.

"Magic word?" I teased. His hands curled into fists and his ears literally steamed, but he didn't have a choice.

"Puh-lease." He snapped, sounding out each syllable angrily. I shrugged and handed the cloak to him, my hand appearing again as the invisibility-granting fabric left my hand. He grabbed it so hard he almost ripped it in half, then stormed off with his two minions close behind. Will came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, causing a small tingling sensation. I blushed.

"You could've been a little less harsh." He whispered into my ear. I sighed in irritation.

"Those three are so annoying; especially that Harry person. Thinks he's king of the world," I told him. He chuckled lightly.

"Harry person." He repeated. My eyebrows scrunched in confusion for a moment before I realized what he was referring to. Hairy person. I snorted.

We turned around to see the demigods not doing anything to hide their quiet laughter and big grins; except Hazel, who was plainly beaming, unexplainably happy. I felt my face go red.

"Stop," I mumbled lamely. Annabeth was the first to get over her uncontrollable smiles and snorts.

"Ok, ok, come on, guys." She waved us down the hallway. "We have..." She checked her schedule, "Transfiguration." she announced. The Transfiguration classroom was surprisingly close, and though we entered after everyone else was already seated, we weren't late.

All our seats were together this time, fortunately with Harry and his two obedient minions far away at the other end of the room. Headmistress McGonagall, who also happened to be the Transfiguration teacher, cleared her throat.

"Welcome." She nodded at us, "This is Transfiguration, where you will be learning to turn one thing into another. Today we will be turning each of your bullfrogs, which will appear on your table shortly, into hedgehogs." She waved her wand, and each of us suddenly had a large greenish-black frog in front of us.

"This type of branch of transfiguration is called Trans-Species Transformation. You may begin." She began to walk around the classroom watching students, starting with the trio. I looked down at my bullfrog. It croaked unhappily and tried to run away.

"Immobulus." I pointed my wand at it, and it froze, its big eyes panickedly darting from side to side. Next to me, Will did the same thing.

"Copycat," I whispered.

"Well, it worked." He shrugged. The rest of the class, we worked on transforming different objects. Most of us demigods performed the spell correctly on the first or second try- though with the exception of Reyna- earning many jealous looks from Hermione on the other side of the class. For some reason, though, Reyna's wand just didn't seem to work and she had become very frustrated over the course of the class. Frank, however, looked nervous whenever confronted with a new challenge, but always got the transformation right on the first try, causing a look of surprise and a big smile on his face.

Finally, McGonagall let us out of class with a bunch of homework.

"Write a four-page essay on the study of Trans-Species Transformation, a very popular branch of the Transfiguration department."