This story is a crossover of Percy Jackson and Harry Potter.

For the record, I own none of the characters - they are sole property of J.K. Rowling and Rick Riordan. Thanks.

WARNING - I may give away the endings of the books so SORRY!

Hidden in Plan Sight: Chapter 1
I let out a deep breath as the bus chugged on toward school. Which shouldn’t be so nerve-racking…in theory. I’m Percy Jackson and yes going to school seems like Hercules’s 12 labors but who can blame me. I thought about this as Goode High School came into sight. Surprisingly it felt comforting that after a lifetime of trying I didn’t get kicked out of school…am I losing my touch. Kidding.
I tried to image Grover’s reaction to my joke. He would probably start laughing but it would turn into a bleat like a goat’s. What else could you expect from a satyr. Yeah you heard me. My best friend is half goat and my other best friend, Annabeth, is…um… I’ll get back to you on that.
I would have said that Annabeth is my friend heck best friend (she took a knife for me talk about loyalty). Now however you could say we were dating but I haven’t seen her since we left camp. I sent her
letters, emails, postcards, etc. She hasn’t replied after the fist couple. Maybe she is ignoring me or she could be constantly attacked by monsters. The latter is actually more likely.
Then suddenly the bus jolted like it was going over a pothole the size of Tyson (my little brother the Cyclops). When the bus continued moving normally smoke had appeared. But the fire… was Greek Fire.
I felt a hand grip me by the shirt and yank my out the window. My first instinct was not to scream because the other demigods probably would laugh till I died and my second instinct was to reach into my pocket. In a flash the near glowing blade was out and swinging.
“Seaweed Brain!!” rang through the air. Only one person dared call me that.
“ANNABETH!!” I shouted. I scanned my surrounding but nothing was there. Only a turned over us with a bunch of screaming teenagers trapped inside. The Greek Fire had ingested everything.
“There’s no need to shout,” Annabeth said. She wasn’t there but she did have her Yankees cap which turned the user invisible. I’m guessing she’s around here somewhere. “Come on!! Percy are you an idiot follow me,” Annabeth seemed to always speak sarcastically.
“Annabeth,” I said my voice was as calm as I could make it seeing as the bus I was just on is on fire. “I can’t see you.”
As soon as I said that a wave of blond hair was right in front of me. Annabeth was once again wearing her orange Camp Half-blood t-shirt and jean shorts. Even though school started it was still warm (perfect for killing monsters…right).
“Right…sorry,” Annabeth spat out her words and then ran. I mean dead on sprint. It wasn’t too unusual. Police didn’t make anything better when it came to half-bloods. We kept running for a while until the roads became unfamiliar and I was gasping for air.
Annabeth made a sharp turn and we ended up in an alleyway. It was mostly empty except the rusted down black pickup truck.
“Um…Annabeth, what is that?” I ask hesitantly.
“My car,” she answered simply before taking the wheel. “Well come on we need to get to Camp now.”
* * * *

Yet another day at the ministry. Gosh, when will people understand that he was only 17 years old. Technically he never graduated Hogwarts.
“OH, what now!!” Harry Potter screamed. His assistant, Mary Jane Alistair, once again had piled up stacks of papers with an URGENT sign stamped on. “Really, is the world this bad?”
Mary Jane had entered and was looking murderous. “The Minister wants you in his office in five minutes and Harry,” she said as he was walking out the door. “don’t try to insult him. Kingsley is your friend.”
But Harry was already nearing sight of Kingsley’s office. Harry had done well since Voldemort died, he became head of Department of Magical Law Enforcement. He was going to go back to Hogwarts to get his N.E.W.T.’s.
“Excuse me sir,” he said calmly as he opened the door.
“Oh Harry, yeah it’s me,” Ron Weasley yelled even though Harry had entered the same room as him.
“Hi Ron, Minister what was so urgent?” Harry said turning toward the Minister of Magic. It was true when to Daily Profit said he was all work. If he could have his way no one would ever think that he only got this fancy job because he was the famous Harry Potter.
“Hello Harry, please take a seat,” Kingsley motioned with hand to a vacant seat in the middle of the only other people in this office. Hermione was there, beaming of course, she had become head of the Department of International Cooperation. Ron on the other side of Harry had become head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports. “Well you three now that Mr. Potter has decided to join us I think I should tell you what’s going on . As you well know our London office had the greatest charm placed to detect underage magic. Now even across oceans we can tell when our young friends become a danger,” Kingsley stopped his speech and pushed a tray of biscuits towards us. “Where was I? Oh yes, we people who have such power must take responsibility. And Mr. Weasley laugh all you want but in New York City’s surrounding areas there has been more underage magic then half the world’s combined. We know of no school, orphanage, or family there listed that could have been the cause. Which means that a group of KIDS hundreds of people large are living without the law,”
“So?” Harry asked , “ How can there be a danger in a few kids?” Kingsley never goes on so long in a speech and never in something like this. “And besides what does that have to do with Ron and I?”
“Harry, sit down. I’ll answer your questions when I’m done. We need a couple of trained individuals to be on hand in case the United States asks for our help,”
“What do we do till then?” Hermione asked offended. “These Kids probably need our help. They must be lost and confused. Who says there just not muggle borns who no one helped?”
“Just wait,” Kingsley asked calmly and sent them all back to work.

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Chapter 2
Good old camp. The big house was the most prominent when I first came to camp but now the number of cabins had grown so much it was practically impossible to not look at them. However now all the campers were at home. Except Clarisse, daughter of Ares, Connor and Travis Stoll, sons or Hermes, Malcolm, son of Athena, and a few newbie’s who I didn’t recognize.
‘MEETING IN THE BIG HOUSE!” Chiron yelled. He had given up his wheelchair for now so I couldn’t help but stare at the lower half of his body, the horse half. We all obeyed and soon we were scrunched up near the ping pong table which doubled as our war cousin meeting place thing.
“Rachel,” Annabeth squealed which was weird because monsters squealed when they meet Annabeth. They ran up to each other and it seemed like they were now friends (funny Annabeth hated Rachel Dare BEFORE Rachel took an oath of celibacy, a vow/ promise to live without men).
“Hey Rachel,” I called out. It was still awkward. The only people I knew who took that oath was the Huntresses and HATED me.
“Percy come here,” Rachel said. “Guess what I got out from that finishing school just by faking a stomach bug,”
“Cool, I got out of school because my school bus blew up,”
“QUIET,” Dionysus called. He is God of wine but got punished for chasing some off limits chick and now he’s stuck here at camp. Whether he is supposed to train or torture us has escaped our minds.
“Right,” Rachel whispered. She seemed kinda down now. That’s never a good sign for someone that can see the future. “I …well Chiron believes that trouble is stirring in the east. And he gathered you so that a quest can be made. But sooner rather than later…” her sentence was cut off by a scream of pain.
Faster than you can say dryad we were outside weapons at the ready. The scream seemed to come from outside the camp’s borders. So naturally we ran there.
“LEAVE ME ALONE!!!” a young girl screamed. She seemed to be around twelve years old which bugged me because that’s the age I first had to battle monsters. I sprinted toward the unlucky girl and Riptide (my sword) was swinging when I first got down to her.
But there was too many of them for just one person to fight. A few people sent down arrows but not many the girl too close to them. Something was up with this demigod for echidnas, empousae, and kampê were working together to try to kill her. As they say the stronger the half-blood the stronger the foes.
She was still holding her own though. She had gotten a hand on a sword object but it was moving too fast for me to see. And she must have called animals down here because I was witnessing a deer knock the heads of empousae.
Time to fight
* * *

Soon all the monster had been destroyed. But the girl had many injures. Whether from just now or from a lifetime of battling we don’t know because soon after the fight was over she collapsed. It was weird to see someone else feint. Take her inside the big house and pump her full of nectar (the food of the gods).
Once the Stoll brothers started carrying her inside green smoke poured from Rachels mouth. For those who don’t know this is a sign that a prophesy was about to be told.
Maidenhood stolen
A vow broken
Producing a child brought to us not past today
Heroes must travel in pairs far along Hyperion’s way
Among their allies monsters are hidden recovering from their own war
Heroes, monsters, and magical beings must stand together or be sent to hell’s door

“What does it mean?” Connor Stoll asked.
“It means,” Chiron answered, “ that we have some packing to do. But first we must wait for our friend to wake up,” he gestured to the fallen girl but all eyes went to the symbol above her head. It showed a moon with an arrow. Artemis’s symbol.
* * *
(this is being told from Annabeth’s point of view)

“Come on Percy we need to get packing,” I said. It was weird to talk to Percy considering we kissed and all so ordering him around was the only way I really ever talked to him. I hate that. We , Percy & Grover & I, were all in the Athena cabin. “Let’s go,” I grabbed my back pack and pulled it down from my bunk. I never liked packing partly because it meant grabbing my ‘necessities’ out in front of people. So now I just grabbed my weapons and armor.
“I don’t see why we can’t go together,” Grover complained. He hated being left alone. So me and Percy bought him a coffee and tried to pack.
“For the last time Grover,” Percy explained, “it says ‘travel in pairs far along Hyperion’s way’ and me and Annabeth make two,”
“What if we..,”
“NO!” Percy and I screamed together. We all ended up laughing at how upset we were acting. So time for a subject change.
“Do you really think Lily is a daughter of Artemis?” I asked to their confused faces. “Lily is the name of the girl. She woke up an hour ago,” Gods these guys are idiots.
“Wait, isn’t Artemis like the Goddess of maidenhood?” Percy asked.
“Yeah, remember the second line of the prophesy ’Maidenhood stolen
A vow broken’ a vow that was broken like the vow of celibacy. Maidenhood stolen as in ARTEMIS’S maidenhood,” I answered even though I knew it would just freak them out. “Come on Percy something’s going on that could possibly led to the destruction of life as you know it and you still aren’t packed.”
* * *
“Ok Annabeth I’m packed,” Percy called. We both had merely brought enough essentials to fit into a backpack. “Now if you don’t mind I have to let my mother know that I’m about to leave the country,”
Even though he was an idiot him making me laugh reminded me why I kissed him in the first place. I ran over to were Dionysus was passing out plane tickets. People who were traveling were old timers but there that meant only a few would go. Even less because we had to travel in pairs.
Thunder and lightning started to crash which meant that Zeus knew about Lily and Artemis. Soon rain came pouring down. Out of the mist immerged a group of teenage girls armed to the teeth.
“Thalia!” I called. She was a daughter of Zeus and one of the huntresses. Last time I talked to her she was Artemis’s right hand girl. She ran toward me screaming.
“ANNABETH, where is she?” it didn’t take a genius to know she meant Lily. “I didn’t know. Honestly I just let her go,” Thalia was panicking.
“Listen, Lily is fine. She is a daughter of Artemis but she isn’t hurt,” I said. I knew I should explain to her the prophecy, but I felt like I should let her calm down.
“Hello,” Lily called. She had brown hair and glasses. She came out fully dressed in armor and the Hestiphus cabin didn’t disappoint. Her long legs were decked out in leather and her weapon was a bow. Naturally, although it truly seemed unreal. It looked more like a sword was bent and a string was attached to each point. It looked like a true monster killing machine.
“Ladies please come into the mess hall,” Chiron suggested but the rain had already stopped. He proceeded explaining our plan to the huntresses. “…and lastly I have figured that Miss Lily and Miss Thalia should go as well,” Chiron’s speech was greeted by silence.
“And where would that be?” Clarisse asked sarcastic as always.
“London,”


(Harry’s point of view)
Harry was once again at home at Grimmauld Place.
“What’s going on over there?” Harry asked himself. The house was silent as always and he was aching to go back to Hogwarts. “Let me see,” he muttered as he emerged himself in a pile of text books about other kinds of magic.
‘Chiron’s Guide to Understanding Half-Bloods’
“Odd title,” Harry commented and he continued reading…

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Chapter 3: Annabeth’s point of view
Percy was having a panic attack on the plane. It was pretty fun to watch…unless he started puking. I reached my hand out and help his.
“I HATE flying,” Percy whined. He looked back over his shoulder where Thalia and Lily were practically crying. ’I’m doing better than them,” he boasted.
“Be nice. Zeus might be trying to kill Artemis and Lily and your laughing at them,” I knew he was just kidding but I was anxious to get back on the ground. Zeus might just want to get 2 birds with one stone. He wouldn’t hesitate but his only daughter is on this plane. Thank ALL the gods for that.
“Hello passengers, thank you for flying with us. We have now safely landed and we ask that people with small children please exit the plain first. Thank you and a have great stay in London, England,” the flight attendant’s voice stopped with a short click. And normally after that it would be pretty peaceful unless your friends sprint out of the plane as fast as they can.
“Come on,” Percy said as he pulled me to my feet. “ We are in London, and even you can’t make this boring.”
* * *
That was about an hour ago he said that and now he won’t said saying, “This is so boring! Can’t like something attack us!”
“Here Percy,” I said as I led us away from the crowds and along a deserted stretch of beach. “Perfect!” I called as I slowly dipped my hand into the water. It wasn’t as cold as I thought it would be. “So what do you think Lily and Thalia are doing now?” I asked.
“Probably saving some forest,” Percy replied as he waved his hands to the rhythm of the tide.
“Probably,” I agreed. It has been a long day and all I wanted to do was sleep. “What’s that?!” I cried as something chilling brushed up against my face. I opened my eyes and jumped right to my feet.
“Relax, it was the water,” Percy was blushing. Of course, the only thing you can trust a son of Poseidon to do is mess with water. Soon we were both blushing.
“Excuse me, but can we talk to you both for a second,” a stranger called out. I eyed Percy and he immediately understood. Time for plan numero uno- RUN LIKE HELL!!!

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Chapter 4
Normally police equals bad, but these people were dressed like they came out of a renaissance fair. Cotton shirts, leather boots (they looked like dragon skin), and one even had a weird lightning bolt scar. Still we walked toward them might as well know what they want.
“Hey, we just want to talk to you kids,” the young one with a scar called.
“Kids?” Percy asked, “we are the same age,” he pointed out. It was true the boy couldn’t be more than 18. “Besides we haven’t done anything wrong. If we want to leave we can,” Percy gloated.
“You know something don’t you?” the older one asked. “Hello, I’m…” he said but the kid cut him off with a hiss.
“Well I’ve got nothing to hide,” I bluffed. “My name is Annabeth and this is Percy,” Ok just roll with this innocent act. “Also did we do something wrong?”
“No but…”
“Do you have a reason to stop us?’
“No but…”
“Then how on Earth do you expect people to take you and your profession seriously?” I called and just to let you people know never ever, ever get into an argument with a child of the goddess of wisdom. It’s just a little friendly tip.
“Listen kids there has been suspicious activity and we are just trying to keep everyone safe,” the scar kid screamed. “My name is Harry Potter and you need to come with us.”
“Fat chance,” Percy growled as he took a step forward. Then Potter whipped something out of his pocket so Percy ripped out his sword. Then a flash of red light surged through the air and struck Percy. He collapsed totally frozen.
“Percy!!” I yelled down at him. No not after so long. It shouldn’t have ever happened. Not with the fact that Percy had taken the curse of Achilles. I didn’t even care when the red light struck me into darkness.
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Chapter 5
Now I was no wimp having been fighting since I was six, but waking up not knowing where you are is always scary.
“She’s waking up,” a red-head sang out.
“She can here you,” I added. It pleased me that he seemed uncomfortable. “Where am I ?”
“The Ministry,” Harry Potter answered. If I could kill one mortal with my knife guess who it would be.
“The Ministry…of what?” I asked. I pushed myself off the cold stone floor. “And…where’s Percy?”
“The Ministry of Magic and your friend is probably being interrogated. He woke up about an hour ago.”
I ingested this information and came to a conclusion. “MOVE!” I yelled. I pushed the boy aside and ran down the corridor.
Orders were screamed behind me, but I still ran. OH, Percy where are you.
* * *
WHAT!! I was once again locked in a room. I had tried to escape several times, but I was defeated the second the red blaze of light came.
* * *
Dang it, I thought maybe I would wake up somewhere else but no. The chamber was still the same. Well… there were a lot more people guarding me.
“Hey!!!” I called out, “ do any of you guys have something to eat?”
“You would eat food we give you?” Potter asked. “That’s not very smart.” At those words I jumped to my feed, I was still wearing the same clothes so luckily I had chosen NOT to wear my skinny jeans. Thank you Gods.
“Listen Potter, I’ve eaten food handed to me by Medusa. You’re not half as scary,” I said. True it was meant as an insult, but it also struck fear into their hearts. Yeah, I was mad and Percy still wasn’t back.
“Ok, then Ron go grab her something to eat,” Harry ordered
“Finally we are getting somewhere,” I whined. The food wasn’t have bad. “Who’s desk is that?” I asked.
“Harry’s,” the red-head Ron answered.
“Cool,” I replied as I hopped onto the sleek wooded frame. “Aren’t you kinda young to have this fancy desk? You can’t be more than 17.”
“I’m 18, and you can’t sit on there,” Harry pouted.
“You realize your holding me hostage and are integrating a minor. Yeah, sitting on this desk is up there with high treason,” now everyone in the room was getting pretty uncomfortable. Yeah, it got even more crazy when Harry and Ron reached into their robes (I’m no kid of Amphitrite, but that can’t be trendy) and pulled out sticks, like little wooden twigs. But when I was grabbed from behind and a bag was stuffed over my head, then I stopped laughing at their chosen weapon.
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Chapter 6

The bag was still over my head. that’s never a good sign. “Mr. Weasley, would you kindly remove our guest’s blindfolds,” a deep, calm voice asked.
As the darkness disappeared, I took in every detail; Percy was strapped into a chair next to me, I was surrounded by people that looked all high and mighty in the chair-ish thrones surrounding us, and I was still wearing my camp half-blood neon orange t-shirt.
“Now, this trial for underage magic, resisting arrest, and an attack of a certified auror,” the grown man who spoke before went on. He was of dark complexion and was wearing what looked like traditional African robes ( I got an A+ on my report of ancient wardrobe).
“What are you people talking about?” Percy asked in his weird voice which goes higher when he asks a question. “We have done nothing, but try to defend ourselves. You try being taken away by someone you don’t know or trust. See if you don’t throw some punches,”
His comment raised chuckles from the crowd. I taught him well. “Yeah,” I agreed.
“People, people please, don’ t believe them. I have evidence that they were using magic that we have never encountered. Who’s here to say that it’s not dark magic?” the bowler hat guy asked/ persuaded. And according to his name plate he was Mr. Cornelius Fudge. Well… now I’m really hungry.
“Well,” I added apprehensively “I’m here to testify.” Now the crowd ,of what seemed to be judges, was laughing out loud. Who knew you robe-wearing weirdoes had a sense of humor. The last sentence I said out loud.
I glanced around at the group of people here to see if we were a danger when the real danger was opening up the door…right…now.
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Chapter 7

A trait we half-bloods share is that we have ADHD, and this comes in handy when we fight monsters. This is not so helpful when a monster is opening the door, and you’re strapped down. The empousae slide the stone door open and slithered in. And I mean slithered. She kept switching from blonde schoolgirl to horrible monster in a way that made my eyes water.
“Hello fish,” she hissed. “What are you doing so far from home?”
She had everyone on their feet except the ones who could do something. I tried to slam my chair to the ground and break it. All that did was a big fat nothing since it was bolted to the floor!
“Hand me my knife,” I whispered to Harry. “If you don’t it will kill us,” I pleaded.
“LET ME OUT OF HERE!!” Percy yelled as he struggled with his bindings. His chair was shaking with his effort, but it must have been reinforced with magic.
“Awww…. Look who’s so helplessss,” the empousae hissed as she stroked his cheek. I knew that these people weren’t going to do anything to help when I felt a cold object slide right into my tied up hands.
“ Thank you,” I whispered to Harry. I slashed open my bindings and leaped to my feet. Sending the bronze knife flying. With my one shoot I managed to pierce the empousae’s head which exploded in a shower of golden sparks.
I walked right over to Percy and ripped off his bindings. “It seems we have much to learn about our world,” a man said. As I looked over to where he stood I noticed his name plate.
“Thank you minister,” I answered. “Admitting you don’t know is the first step to gaining knowledge. Or at least that’s what my mom says.”
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Chapter 8

After the empousae attack things started calming down; some ministry workers went and fetched our bags, a crazy 17 year old who addressed herself as Ginny Weasley ( And Harry’s girlfriend) led me to a bathroom with SHOWERS, and later we were brought to a large inn known as The Leaky Cauldron.
“Nice place,” Percy noticed right as we walked in the door. They obviously felt they owed us after false imprisonment.
“Yeah,” I agreed as I flicked on the chandelier lights. “No monsters, talk about class,” I joked. We looked at each other before all our hours of fighting caught up with us. We just started flat out laughing. We stood there in the doorway laughing and crying (Ha Ha Ha Percy cried too!!!).
“I’m so tired,” Percy admitted wiping the tears from his eyes (Ha Ha Ha still laughing about that).
He didn’t have to tell me twice.

* * *

The light poured in from the window opposite my bed. It was really annoying. Percy was still asleep but I needed to talk to someone to sort this out. I looked back at our room as I wondered out the door. It was still pretty neat, but who knows how long we were going to stay there.
Percy rolled over in his sleep and I questioned leaving without him, because we rarely come back to the same place. I kept walking….right into a sliver-ish blond haired boy.
“Hello?”
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Chapter 9

I turned around and slammed right into someone. That someone had silver-ish blond hair, grey eyes, and the palest completion I have ever seen. “Hello?” I managed to stutter out. He however seemed to be so calm that he helped me up and put his hand on my back insisting we sit down to talk.
“Listen I should probably go,” I jumped right up once we sat down.
“Why?” he asked. “Oh you’re uncomfortable because you don’t know my name. My name is Draco Malfoy, and I’ll be returning back to Hogwarts soon to finish up my 7th year. We all got interrupted, but I’m sure you know about that,” he flashed a blindingly bright smile and I was thankful I hadn’t eaten because I probably would have puked on him. I wish I had.
“No,” I said. “I didn’t know about any of this. Percy and I were just forcibly brought here without warning,” his smile faded.
“So you’re a mudblood?” Draco asked. His stood up and flung his chair behind him. “I shouldn’t waste time with such filth!” I reached down to my belt and held my knife with a death grip.
“Malfoy!” the crowd shouted. Mudblood must be quiet an insult.
“What did you just call her?” Percy yelled.
The crowd was now completely silent. “Malfoy you ferret, these people aren’t even wizards,” Harry Potter called from across the pub. “They were brought here TO find out what they are. Also,” he added. “You might not want to insult someone holding a knife. Just saying,”
When Harry stopped talking a pulled out my knife and held it just high enough to catch some light. Percy did the same with riptide. “We know who and what we are. Its you people that are clueless, and insist on holding us against our will,” I pointed out.
“What are you then?” Draco asked with a smug little smirk on his face (I wish I could just punch it off).
“Demigods,” Percy and I chorused.
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Chapter 10

The initial reaction to Percy telling everyone we were demigods was pretty expected.
“WHAT?”
Draco came right up to me and grabbed me shoulder and asked, “What the hell is a demigod?” I took his arm and very gracefully threw him over my shoulder. He flew backwards and landed on a table. It was awesome.
“A demigod is a child of a mortal and of a God,” Percy explained calmly. Funny he wasn’t so calm when he was first hearing about this.
“What Gods?” Harry asked. They all began to walk up to us; Harry, Draco, a bushy haired girl, and a blonde haired girl with eyes that seemed to be lost in the clouds.
“The Greek Gods,” I answered. “You know like Zeus, Aphrodite, Poseidon, and Athena,” I shot a glance at Percy who was pretty close to laughing out loud. “If you know the myths then I should tell you that they are true,” Percy recapped riptide and I put my knife back into it’s pouch.
“They’re as crazy as Luna,” Draco insulted.
“Hey,” the blonde girl who I assume is Luna cried. “Why are you all so surprised?” she asked. “Magic is just as much in their blood as in ours,”
“I…..don‘t understand” the bushy haired girl stuttered, but she regained confidence. She whipped out here wand, “Get McGonagall here. NOW!”
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love it McGonagall I wonder what part she will play

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Chapter 11

Everyone in the room rushed out the double doors and searched the rooms till they found one with a fireplace. Percy and I were dragged along on this insane ride….we were not dragged nicely.

“Come on,” the girl called Hermione yelled and Draco poured green dust into my hand. “Listen I want you to say ‘McGonagall’s Office’ and throw the powder down. Ok?” I immediately nodded and then elbowed Percy until he muttered something.

I gripped the dust and walked into the flames. Percy jumped right next to me. “McGonagall’s Office!” we yelled together but just before we left the rest of the group disappeared in a large “CRACK,”

After what seemed like seconds we landed in a place furnished with ancient furniture, a grandfather clock, and our group along with a stern looking woman. “Explain yourselves,” she ordered and so we listened. We told them the basic rundown that we would tell a new demigod. However we also told about a prophecy that instructed us to come here and everything that had happened since the plane landed.

“See,” Hermione flicked her wrist at us like we did something wrong. She also sounded incredibly annoying. “We can’t send them back to where they came from and we can’t legally hold minors when they haven’t done anything wrong,”

“Miss Granger, I am well aware of the situation,” she must be a teacher. “They can come to Hogwarts and we will have an entire staff including myself teaching them,” told you she was a teacher. “All of you will also be attending so you don’t have to take my word for it,” The room nodded.

“We should probably tell you that many more demigods will most likely follow us to um….Hogwarts,” Percy warned.

“That is no problem. The school had hold thousands of people,” Ron replied.

“Well,” Percy and I admitted. “We also attract some….” Percy stopped talking but I figured I should let them know. “We attract monsters,” Harry Potter nodded as if he was attacked every week. Was he?

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Chapter 12

We were on the train heading to Hogwarts and I could not have been more nervous. Staying in one place is a terrible idea for any demigod, but these people could be traitors. Worse than that we still have no choice but to befriend them (remind me to yell at Rachel).

The train took an unexpected swerve and Percy slid down the bench in our compartment. Knocking Harry into Hermione, Hermione into Ron, and I just started laughing. Why shouldn’t I?

“Listen, we are going to have our heading of houses explain…this…..to everyone. So until then just lie low, and please don’t do anything stupid,” Hermione patronized…again.

“Yes,” Percy exclaimed sarcastically, “because we’re really good at that,” he shot me a crooked smile. The door slammed open and a scared little kid peeked through.

“Sorry,” he was stuttering, “she…she told me to come find you,” I leaned back and gripped my knife. I was already planning an escape route. “They’re HERE,” the kid called down the hall. I heard the familiar sound on Percy uncapping Riptide as a woman gently pushed the child aside.

“Hello dears,” a pink clad woman whispered in a fake soprano. “I’m sorry to barge in, but unfortunately like I told you before naughty children deserve to be punished,”


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Chapter 13

Well, she didn’t grow fangs and attack us which, I have to say, is the plus side. The down side is that she is eviler than all the hellhounds every born combined. She started badgering on about how lucky we were to have been found and taken in.

“Now you will, of course, have different classes than the other students but that is because of magical ability. As you know was creatures of near human intelligence you will be held responsible for your actions,” Umbridge smiled and I wanted to slap that sickly sweet smile off her ugly toad face.

“As creatures of near human intelligence!!!!!!” I screamed. Percy and I jumped out of our seats. “YOU’RE the idiot! You know SwEaRiNg about us!” my swearing at her began to attract every person on this train. “You don’t know who we are! You don’t know what we’ve been through! You haven’t got a clue about the HORRORS that we have seen!” I began swearing at her in rapid Greek and I knew I was the only one that understood what the hell I was saying.

“Listen here miss,” the toad-faced-vomit-inducing-aggravating-excuse-for-a-person said as calm as can be, “We have all had hard times….”

I stopped her right there, “You never had to watch your brothers and sisters die right next to you! You never had to declare your friend dead! You never had to have everyone around you tell you to give up on someone whom you owe everything to! You never had to watch someone take their own life for the greater good of humanity. You never had to know that you best friend was destined to be slaughtered and that there was NOTHING you could do about it,” I was on the verge of tears and Percy was a solemn figure next to me emphasizing the misery we had to live through. “Near human intelligence?” I asked to the crowd. “My mother is Athena, Goddess of Wisdom, and the gods are real,” I finished. I took out my knife and threw it onto the ground where it stuck, shimmering. Percy brandished Riptide and he threw his shield face down so that everyone could see the glimmering bronze.

“The legends are real?” a child from the crowd asked. Percy and I nodded. “Greek myths rarely have a happy ending,” the girl informed us.

“We’ve seen that,” Percy replied.
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