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Demeter Somerset and the Ancient Magic
Long before Harry Potter stepped into the halls of Hogwarts another young witch fought against Dark Forces.
Her name was Demeter Somerset and this is her story.
Yeah, I can't stop making new stories, it's a sickness. But I just can't concrete long enough to finish one story, I get writer's block. T.T
So have the first chapter of my Hogwarts Legacy Self-Insert/Character story!
Cheers!
One
(*)
Demeter Somerset had been a normal girl...well as good as normal when your mother was a real-life witch.
Thanks to her Mom Demeter knows quite a bit about the Wizarding World.
She read the Daily Prophet, like the London Times.
Enjoyed walks in Diagon Alley, as in Piccadilly Circus
Chocolate Frogs were no strangers to chocolate bars.
Yes, Demeter had a good grip on both the worlds she belonged to thanks to her parents.
But she admitted, the brunette girl always wanted to go to Hogwart, like her mom, and study to become a full-fledged witch.
Sadly her 11 birthday came and went and no letter from Hogwart arrived.
She was a Squib it seemed.
Her muggle father tried to console her the best he could, she could still be part of the magic world thanks to her mom and mom's side of the family, like he was.
Her witch mother had been sad like her and both had hugged each other tight.
Demeter felt like a broken toy.
Why her?
Why does she have to be a Squib?
In muggle London you didn't count much as a woman, but in the Wizarding World, she could have been anything!
Life was so unfair.
Years passed and slowly Demeter accepted her status as a squib.
It's not like it would change from one day to another.
Till it did.
(*)
Full of excitement and happiness Demeter watched her mentor, Professor Fig, packing their carriage which would bring them to Hogwarts.
When a few days before her 15th birthday her Hogwarts letter arrived, the whole Somerset family cried.
It was unheard of to go to Hogwarts at such a mature age, however Demeter didn't care!
She didn't care!
She was a witch and would learn at Hogwarts!
She wasn't a squib but a Half-Blood.
Maybe there was a God, who took pity on her and made her awake her magic powers.
Anyway since she was really far behind in Hogwarts curriculum the Ministry of Magic as the board of Hogwarts Professors made her meet Profoessor Fig who had taught her over the summer basic spells.
The wand was not hers, yet it had been amazing to do magic!
It was a thrill Demeter never wanted to miss again.
And now on the 1st of September, she would finally step into Hogwarts.
Wicked!
(*)
Okay, so she didn't have imagined her first day at Hogwarts if you even can call that like this.
Seeing strange traces of Magic, the Dragon Attack, then Gringotts, the Vision in the Pensive and also Ranrok?!
Yeah, no, totally crazy.
At least she managed to get sorted into a house.
Hufflepuff.
Just like her favourite Aunt Peony!
The common room was exactly as her aunt had told her.
So warm, and comfy, in golden hues and pretty plants everywhere.
Demeter felt right at home already.
The girls she shared her bedroom with seemed nice enough.
As she fell asleep in her bed, she hoped she would make a lot of friends in her House.
(*)
The next day, was her real First Day at Hogwarts.
After she talked with some of her fellow 5th-grade Huffelpuffs, Poppy, one of the girls she shared her bedroom with, told her how Professor Weasly was waiting for her.
Demeter already licked the Deputy Headmistress, way more than their Headmaster Black who had banned Quidditch this year.
She had wanted to try out for Quidditch.
Bugger!
Anyway, Professor Weasly gave her a magical special book to help her with her studies.
So she had to wave Revelio at anything that could be interesting and would learn more about Hogwarts and the Wizarding World.
It was really cool.
After Professor Weasly showed her how the Floo Flames worked, Demeter talked a bit with Professor Fig.
He had found something in the medallion from Gringotts and would tell her when he knew more.
For the time being, she should concentrate on school.
So Demter had her frist lesson.
Charms by Professor Rohen.
A black girl from Gryffindor whose name was Natsai Onai waved her over to her table.
Glady Demeter took place beside her and they chatted a bit.
Natsai or Natty was a nice girl.
The Charm Lesson with Professor Rohen was amazing.
Not only did learn Demeter Accio, no they even played Summoner Court on the school grounds.
Somehow Demeter managed to beat Natty and got her House points.
As the hour was nearly over she chatted more with Natty and learned about Uagado and how her new friend could actually do magic without a wand!
Wow!
Then Professor Rohen called Demeter over explaining to her how to catch up on her classmates her professors would give her special assignments.
Well, she could only nod and then made her way to her next lesson.
(*)
Defence against the Dark Arts had been a favourite subject of her mother, so Demeter was curious how it would go.
When she stepped into the classroom she saw a Gryffindor boy and...and a really good-looking boy from Slytherin having a match.
The Slytherin boy had a devilish handsome smile as he fought against the Gryffindor.
Demeter felt herself getting warm and a blush formed on her cheeks.
Oh no, she wouldn't start to crush on someone just because they were hot.
She came here to study, not to have a romance!
The brunette was brought back from her inner tumults, when Professor Hecat arrived, saving the Gryffindor from getting crushed by a huge dragon skull.
Then Demeter learned a new spell Levioso, which she should now use against the handsome Slytherin boy?
Okay, God was cruel!
"Time for a proper Hogwarts welcome.", said the Slytherin boy to her.
Demeter bit her lip and got ready for the Duell.
He may be hot, however, she would show him how good she was already!
And indeed she showed him.
She won!
"Not bad for a beginner.", told her Slytherin boy. "You give as good as you get."
She just smiled in thanks, as he walked past her.
Oh, her heart was beating so fast and not only from the duel.
After Prefosser Hecat talked to her, and then dismissed class, Demeter walked with shaking knees over to the Slytherin boy.
Finally, she knows his name.
Sebastian Sallow.
They talked and...maybe it was wishful thinking but Demeter had a feeling Sebastian was flirting with her.
He invited her to the secret Dueling Club in the school and when he told her how he would meet her somewhere unsanctioned...that tone and that look...oh god take her now!
Maybe it was only in her head, but okay she was gone.
She was already so gone.
Aunt Peony was right about Hufflepuff and Slytherin: they formally flocked to each other.
The best example was her aunt herself, whose husband Uncle Desmond had been Slytherin too.
And her mom, a proud Gryffindor had warned her to not lose her heart to a Slytherin.
Yeah, when she wrote her letter home, she would only tell her Aunt Peony what was going on.
She surely could help her, determined if Sebastian was really flirting or if it was just his way of talking.
Whatever it may be, Demeter had a feeling her school year would be really interesting.
Really, really interesting.
Demeter Somerset and the Ancient Magic Index
Long before Harry Potter stepped into the halls of Hogwarts another young witch fought against Dark Forces.
Her name was Demeter Somerset and this is her story.
One
A Bouquet of New Beginnings Ch. 16 "Peony I"
Floriography - Life & Honor
Summary: The First Trial of the Keepers and Other Traumatizing Events
[AO3]
Below is an excerpt of the chapter. Full chapter can be viewed from AO3 link above!
*There are trigger warnings listed within the end chapter notes on AO3, but the below excerpt is the section without any of the triggers involved.*
The steam smelled of honey and peony as the silver ladle created calm ripples across the magenta liquid. Sleeves rolled up of her sky-blue uniform, Artemis hummed her mother’s lullaby as she leaned over the Potions station before she stopped stirring and picked up the pestle and mortar. Mornings when she was tasked to brew and restock the apothecary were a boon, wherein she required just enough focus on a straightforward objective to not be distracted by unwanted thoughts.
“Professor Fig informed me that you were going on an exhibition this afternoon for your independent study.”
Her heart thudded loud against her ribcage as she lifted her gaze from the crushed myrtle petals. The gruff Potions professor’s eyes were lifted as he sat at his desk - a silent insistence to observe her brewing.
“Yes, sir. He was kind enough to offer to show me some of the ruins in the area for History of Magic,” answered Artemis succinctly.
That was technically true – Professor Fig did in fact state that the destined tower was heavily weathered, and they were going under the pretext of catching up on some sections of History of Magic. They couldn’t very well say that they were going to an old, abandoned tower that served as some sort of trial for ancient magic.
“I presume you are aware of the increased activity in the area?”
Again, Artemis nodded as she sprinkled in the crushed myrtle petals and adjusted the fire. The liquid was brought to a roiling boil as the mixture slowly rendered into a viscous pink whilst she stirred seven times counterclockwise.
“Inverto.”
The inversion magic left her wand, and the viscous pink shimmered before the colour dissolved into a milky white. Potent fertility inverted to a potent contraception – a simple idea with complex application. The binding spell in place, and the potion was complete. She poured a sample and gave it to Professor Sharp to test. A single drop of the potion coated the testing strip, and offered the visual of an upside-down peony – a success.
“Good,” commented Professor Sharp as he corked the vial. “Not many would get this potion right to this… potency.”
Artemis bit her inner cheek and bit back her comment; Professor Sharp lifted an eyebrow as he waved for her to finish up. The potion vials clinked together as she packed up, though her mind was now on the trial she’d undertake that afternoon. She hoped that whatever it was, she was ready.
“Miss Loreley,” cut in Professor Sharp as she was about to leave with the box filled with cushioned potion vials balanced on her hip. The professor made his way to her, a sealed roll of parchment in his hand.
“You are to work on this for the upcoming weeks. Ordinarily I wouldn’t be concerned but you… you ought to be prepared.”
“Sir?”
The parchment was tucked into the box.
“You are to work on these during the next few office hours. It would do well to bolster your arsenal other than just spells and Healing potions.”
Artemis blinked twice as she managed to dumbly nod.
The parchment was unfurled amidst Professor Binns’ monotonous review on a goblin rebellion in the 1300’s. Snores weren’t bothered to be concealed, and once again Artemis and Amit were the only two that seemed to remain remotely awake. Leander and Andrew fell asleep within five minutes. Poppy and Natsai made valiant efforts before they too succumbed; Ominis’ dark blond locks glowed softly in the spilled sunlight as he lasted perhaps a minute. Garreth and Sebastian, once again, did not show up.
Her eyes scanned over the parchment as she read the harsh calligraphic handwriting of Professor Sharp, and tilted her head. Sticky Solution was written on the top with a list of ingredients and directions. This looked like an original recipe. Giddy excitement bubbled in her chest at the prospect.
Ominis shivered slightly next to her even as he slept. She envied that he, and frankly every other person, could take a nap. Professor Binns glided by, and a pleasant coolness settled around them. Or rather, it was pleasant to her; everyone else seemed to shiver in their varied states of slumber.
She snuck another look at Ominis, who’d taken to using his arm as a standing pillow. He’d kept her request to keep silent about her embarrassing panic; she knew Sebastian would have relentlessly asked otherwise. She still wondered what she’d missed between the two of them when the topic of where to practise the spell came about, but that was beside the point. The point was that Ominis didn’t need to keep silent, and yet he did.
Her mind flitted to the purple hyacinth that now stood atop her desk in its vase. She sent a gentle warming charm from under her desk toward him, and Ominis’ shoulders relaxed. With a small smile, she continued to read up on the new potions recipe.
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