A Demigod In The World Of Magic

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"Really? Is this all I get? I expected more," Fleur teased, though a playful smile danced across her lips as she took another bite of the lemon pie.

Percy rolled his eyes, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Huff, Veela," he said with a feigned exasperation.

Gordon leaned back in his seat, eyeing Percy thoughtfully. "You know, mate, you sound like you're wound up tighter than a clock. You need to relax."

Percy sighed. "Yeah, a break does sound nice. Got any suggestions?"

"Well," Gordon began, "we've got that Hogsmeade trip coming up. What do you think? A day off to just unwind."

Percy shrugged. "Sure, why not?" He turned to Fleur. "What about you, Fleur? Want to join us?"

Fleur finished her pie and nodded. "Oui, you are right. Thiz tournament… it iz very ztrezzful, not knowing what we will face. I 'ave heard many good thingz about 'Ogsmeade. Perhaps a day there could help take our mindz off everything."

Camille perked up at the idea. "Oh, zat zoundz lovely!" She turned to Hugo beside her. "We are going zis weekend too. Perhapz we can all go together?"

Heather grinned. "Sure. The more, the merrier."

Percy chuckled as he poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice. "Maybe I'll invite Fred and George as well. If we're looking for laughs, they're the ones to call."

The group exchanged enthusiastic agreements as Percy lifted his glass to drink. However, the moment the liquid hit his tongue, his eyes widened in alarm.

"What the hell?!" Percy sputtered, nearly dropping the glass.

"What's wrong?" Juan asked, leaning closer.

"This tastes…weird," Percy said, staring at the drink. He sniffed it again, then his brow furrowed in concentration. "It's like…ivy and…" His expression darkened. "Oh, gods, no."

His mind went into overdrive as he mentally identified the ingredients. The sweet juice masked most of them, but a few distinct notes stood out—like motherwort, a root often used in potions related to feminine health. One realization led to another, and Percy's face paled.

"No…no, no, no!" he muttered as a strange sensation began to wash over him.

His hair grew longer, cascading down to his lower back like a waterfall of black silk. His eyes widened, his lashes lengthened, and his fingers grew slender and delicate. His body shifted, his frame slimming down and his face taking on softer, more refined features.

And then he felt it—an unfamiliar weight on his chest.

Two large masses swelled from his torso, pressing against his shirt until they became unignorable. Percy's hands flew to his chest as he gasped in horror.

"No!"

The transformation continued, and Percy's groin registered an absence that sent a jolt of panic through him. His voice, now higher and smoother, came out in a strangled cry. "No, no, no!"

The table fell silent, all eyes glued to the spectacle. Juan's mouth hung open as he managed a stunned, "Woah."

The demigod—now demigoddess—conjured a mirror with a trembling hand. What stared back at her was a face that could only be described as breathtakingly beautiful, rivaling even the daughters of Aphrodite. Percy's new reflection left her speechless.

She glanced down at the generous curves of her chest and gawked. "Why are they so big?!"

"Genetics?" came Gordon's dumbfounded response, his wide eyes glued to Percy's newly enhanced figure. He wasn't alone—every other guy in the vicinity seemed equally captivated, while the girls alternated between jealousy and disbelief.

Percy shot to her feet, instantly aware of the tighter fit of her pants. She looked down and groaned, realizing her hips had widened, and her backside had…well, expanded.

"Mate," Juan breathed, jaw hanging open, "don't take this the wrong way, but I think I'm in love."

"Perzy, you make me feel…how do you zay…jealouz?" Fleur whistled, giving Percy an appraising look that made the demigoddess's face flush a deeper red.

"H-how—what—WEASLEY!" Percy roared, her wand snapping into her hand. Across the hall, Fred and George Weasley burst into laughter, springing from their seats and bolting for the door.

"I'm going to kill you!" Percy shouted, firing a series of stunning spells at the fleeing twins. They ducked and weaved, laughing all the while as they dashed toward the stairs.

"Accio Weasley twins!" Percy bellowed, pouring every ounce of magic she could muster into the spell. With startled yelps, Fred and George were yanked off their feet and went hurtling back into the Great Hall, crashing onto the floor in front of her.

Percy stalked toward them, wand raised, a triumphant grin on her face. With a flick of her wand, she sent the twins flying into the nearest wall, where they slumped to their knees, groaning.

Fred rubbed his forehead, wincing. "That hurt."

"Well, it's about to get a lot worse," Percy growled, cracking her knuckles as she loomed over them. "Now, let's see how much pain you two can handle, yeah?"

"Wait!" George cried, raising his hands in surrender. "Before you kill us, can we just say one thing?"

Percy narrowed her eyes. "You've got five seconds."

"Now, Harry!" Fred shouted suddenly.

Percy spun around, eyes widening as she spotted the flash of pink magic hurtling toward her. The beam struck her squarely in the stomach, and in an instant, her outfit transformed.

Gone were her tight-fitting jeans and shirt—replaced by an elegant, floor-length red evening gown that hugged her new curves perfectly. A daring slit ran up her left leg, revealing toned skin, and her hair was styled into soft waves that cascaded over her shoulders. Her makeup was flawless, accentuating her already stunning features.

The room went silent.

Harry stood a few feet away, his wand still raised but his mischievous grin replaced with a look of stunned awe. He blinked, his eyes slowly traveling up and down Percy's transformed appearance.

"Mate…" Harry finally managed, his voice barely above a whisper. "You're…hot."

Percy looked down at herself and froze. The gown emphasized her cleavage in a way that made her blush even more furiously. Fred and George, now back on their feet, stared at her with matching expressions of pure disbelief.

"We didn't expect—"

"—you to look this good," Fred finished, his tone awestruck.

Percy's mind raced to catch up with the situation. She blinked, once, twice, before her gaze snapped to Harry's. Her expression darkened as a low growl escaped her lips.

"You're going to die."

Harry paled. "H-hey, Percy! It was just a joke! Don't take it too seriously!"

Percy flicked her wand, and Harry froze, unable to move. Another flick and the same fate befell Fred and George. She stalked toward the three, glaring daggers at them as she brought them together with another wave of her wand.

Her eyes narrowed, and with one more flick, the three pranksters' pants and shirts vanished into thin air.

"Shit!" Fred and George shouted in unison, their hands flying to cover themselves.

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