HP: Son of Mischief and Moonlight (HPxPercy Jackson)

Chapter 3

Over the next few months, Lily and James began to notice something... odd. Well, odder than usual. Harry's accidental magic had always been a bit unpredictable—one minute, he'd be levitating his toys, and the next, he'd be turning his food into bubbles. Classic baby magic stuff, right?

But lately, things seemed to follow a pattern. A lunar pattern, to be precise.

It all started during a full moon, when Lily was up late, feeding Harry. The moonlight flooded through the window, and suddenly, all the baby bottles on the counter started dancing. Yes, dancing. They did a little jig right across the kitchen counter, like they were auditioning for a baby version of Dancing with the Stars.

She figured it was just one of those parenting quirks—like finding toy broomsticks zooming around the house. But then, every full moon, something similar would happen. Harry's magic would go haywire—books flying off the shelves, his toys practically forming a conga line, and Lily's favorite teapot transforming into a rather judgmental-looking owl.

When Lily mentioned it to James, he raised an eyebrow. "You think it's the moon? You sure he's not just showing off?"

Lily wasn't convinced. "You're off with Sirius, Remus, and Peter every full moon—so you haven't exactly been here for Harry's magic marathons. I swear, his powers go up like a firework during full moons. Then, by the new moon, everything's back to normal."

James scratched his head. "Well, Artemis—goddess of the moon and all that. Maybe Harry's magic is... what's the word?"

"Lunar synchronous," Lily said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

James blinked. "That sounds fancy."

"I mean, think about it," Lily continued. "My powers were always tied to the moon. It makes sense that Harry's magic might follow the same rhythm. Strongest at the full moon, weakest at the new moon."

James looked over at Harry, who was currently gnawing on a stuffed stag. "So, what you're saying is, our son's magic gets a full-on power boost whenever the moon's at its brightest?"

Lily nodded, amused at the growing look of concern on James' face.

"Great," he muttered. "Because I wasn't already worrying about a regular magical baby. Now we've got a baby were-magician."

Lily couldn't help but laugh. "He's not a werewolf, James. Just a very moody little wizard with a lunar boost."

"And you're sure Remus didn't bite him or something?"

Lily rolled her eyes. "Remus wouldn't hurt a fly."

James opened his mouth to respond, but they were interrupted by a sudden, loud thud from the front door, followed by a very familiar voice.

"YOU LEFT HIM ALONE WITH JAMES AGAIN?"

Sirius Black burst through the door, his hair wild and eyes wide with panic. "I told you, he needs constant supervision! Where's my godson?"

James grinned. "He's literally right here, Padfoot. Relax. The moon's not even full yet."

But Sirius wasn't listening. He rushed over to Harry, scooping him up with the fervor of a mother hen. "No full moons, no moons at all—I don't care! This kid is going to be raised in a bubble if it's the last thing I do."

Lily chuckled, watching Sirius dote over Harry like he was the world's most precious treasure. Sirius had always been protective of Harry, but since the whole lunar-synchronized magic discovery, he'd gone into full-on godfather overdrive.

"I swear, Sirius," Lily teased, "you're worse than any of us. You can't bubble-wrap a wizard."

"Watch me," Sirius shot back, swaying Harry back and forth. "I'll charm up a bubble so strong, even you won't be able to pop it."

James snorted. "Because that worked so well with Remus back in sixth year, right? Remember when you tried to 'bubble-wrap' him for full moons? That bubble lasted about two minutes before Moony tore through it like parchment."

"That was different," Sirius argued, still not taking his eyes off Harry. "Remus is a werewolf. Harry's a baby. And I'm not taking any chances."

Lily, arms crossed, smiled warmly at the sight. "Harry's magic is strong, but he's not going to explode, Sirius. Besides, we've got a pretty solid team here."

Sirius finally looked up, his face softening. "Yeah, but Harry's... special."

Lily raised an eyebrow. "More special than we realized, it seems."

"Yeah," James added, nudging Sirius. "And since you basically worshipped me for three years in Hogwarts without knowing it, you owe me a favor."

Sirius paused. "Wait, what?"

"Oh yeah," James grinned. "Remember that shrine that we built for Loki? Surprise! You were building it for me. I was Loki all along."

Sirius' mouth dropped open in shock. "No way. No bloody way."

James, with a mischievous glint in his eye, pulled out his wand. "You don't believe me, Padfoot? Fine, I swear on my magic." He held his wand firmly, pointing it upward in a dramatic fashion. "I, James Potter, swear on my magic that I am, in fact, Loki, the very god you and the Marauders built a shrine to."

A faint glow shimmered around him, sealing the magical oath.

Lily burst out laughing. "Oh, it's true! Your pranking god was right there with you the entire time."

Sirius blinked, stunned. "You've got to be kidding me..."

"Nope," James smirked. "You spent all those years praying to me." He leaned in, clearly enjoying every second. "And you lot never caught on."

Sirius, looking completely flabbergasted, stared at James for a beat longer before throwing his head back in laughter. "Of course! Of course you were Loki! This explains so much! You literally pranked yourself!"

James nodded, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. "Best prank of all, wasn't it?"

Sirius shook his head, still laughing. "Unbelievable. The one time we tried to be serious about something..." He looked down at Harry, then back at James. "Well, you and Harry sure come from interesting stock."

"Interesting? Mate, we're legendary." James puffed his chest out in mock arrogance, causing Lily to roll her eyes and nudge him playfully.

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