*Hey guys, I'm Thalia Luna Everdeen. This is my first chapter of my first story. No hate please. Construtive Critism is welcome. PERCY JACKSON AND HARRY POTTER CROSSOVER!

Protagonist: Jennifer Dursley

House: Gryffindor

Age:13

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-CHAPTER 1-

Uh-Oh. Late again. My thoughts as I first walk into Professor McGonagall's class, her gaze on me, watching me with such intensity, it could have killed me.

"Sorry, Professor", I mumble, as I hastily take my seat.

I fumble to open my transfiguration notebook and quickly begun to jot down the points Professor had been teaching us about. Amara pokes me with her quill from behind. "Why so late?" she asks.

I quickly mouth a "tell you later" while professor decides to taunt me even more with her ferocious stare. I barely pay attention to the class. My mind dives into a completely different world, from Professor's lesson on how to turn into a green frog without becoming one forever to wearing a green dress and twirling and dancing. And I dance, having the perfect night of my life, with the perfect wizard. He takes me by my hand and walks with me till the lake. And we sit down, looking at the beautiful night sky, lit with stars shining and glimmering and I, staring into his eyes and he staring into mine. He takes my hand and kisses it. I blush so much that my face turns into a tomato. "Oh! That was so sweet of you", I say. "Anything for you, my love! And can I say, what an amazing druss!"

I clear my throat. "Thank you but isn't it "dress"? "

"No, I meant, Druss…..Drus…..durss… DURSLEY!"

-"Miss Dursley! Are you going to answer my question?" Professor shouts, her voice echoing the classroom. I snap out of my trance and stand upright. My dream prince, you have to wait, going to deal with some people first, I reply to my imaginary boyfriend. "Yes, Professor?" I try to be as pleasing as ever, staring at her innocently. "Miss Dursley, for the tenth time, I asked you about the precautions needed while transforming into a horse."

"Horse?" I say, then turn my attention to my classmates, "Weren't we doing frogs?"

"Dursely, we had completed frogs about 15 minutes before. Where are you? What happened to you today?" Professor McGonagall really seems to care about my attention while replying.

I see some Ravenclaw students sneering at me, laughing because they know the answers to everything.

"I'm very sorry, Professor"

Professor sighs. "Can you at least tell me precautions for turning into a frog?"

"Well, you have to be very careful, first of all. And if you are careless, you will permanently be a frog and….Being careful is a must. So…."

-"Meet me in my office at 6pm, Dursely. Now sit down."

And I do.

The bell rings and I slowly walk out of class. Stupid imaginary boyfriend, if it weren't for him, I'd probably top the class. Who am I kidding, I suck, I can't blame my imaginary boyfriend at all. Amara comes from behind and pats me on the back. "It's no problem, Jen. It's probably going to be about "Miss Dursely you have to pay concentration in the class" Stuff. You'll be alright."

"Amara, the least I could have done was pay attention and I failed to do that too."

"Hey sis, what was that all about?" James appears out of nowhere.

I give out a big sigh. "I told you I couldn't do this. I'm probably not fit to be a witch."

"OH. Here we go again." James sighed.

"I'm serious, James. How in the world did I become a witch?"

"You became a wizard because my dad was one."

"Yeah, but my dad wasn't. My grandma wasn't. Why?"

James opened his mouth to reply but Amara drags me away.

"Jen, it's Slughorn's class, remember?"

"Yeah…." I look at James. "See ya later"

"Bye" James says, as he walks away.

I walk with Amara to the dungeons.

"God, what was the homework for this class?", I ask Amara, while she tightens her yellow scarf, resembling her house, Hufflepuff.

"Write an essay on How to make a Sneezing potion. It was pretty easy, you know."

I bite my tongue. Shoot, I had forgotten. Slughorn is not going to be happy with me.

And I walk in, that dreaded feeling of not completing my homework. I expect to see the same old Professor standing in the front of the room but I see someone else too, a boy of my age, dark hair and surprisingly, not in the Hogwarts uniform. He stands upright, eyeing everyone in the room. He glances at me for a second and shifts his gaze at others. Slughorn begins to speak, "Good afternoon students. Today we have a new student in our class." He gives the boy a slight push and says, "Introduce yourself. Don't be shy."

You could tell, the boy wasn't shy, more of a cold aura radiating from him

He looks straight, not at any student and says,

"I'm Nico Di Angelo, Son of Hades."

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