Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or Harry Potter (sadness)
Chapter 1:
Percy's POV
I woke up exactly at 7 a.m. (thank you, Annabeth: P) and had my mom drive us to Camp Half-Blood. Annabeth looked so pretty with her beautiful, blond hair contrasting with her stormy grey eyes. I could almost swear that she could understand what I was thinking, sort of like when I could read horses' minds, so I quickly thought about my half-brother, Tyson, leading the Cyclopses with his scary big stick, just in case.
Man, It was already a few months since the battle. I remember the way Luke's eyes were gold instead of blue, and how he sacrificed himself to save Olympus…no, I'm NOT gonna think of that, I told myself. Think of the positive, like Grover being taken care of by some pretty hot nymphs. (I remember how angry Juniper was when she found out that they were flirting with her satyr.)
"Hey, Annabeth, do you think Rachel has some new dangerous quest for us to go on?" We both laughed, but kittle did we know, what I said was about to be proven right.
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"Perrrrrrrrrrcy!" Grover cried when we came across Thalia's old pine tree. "Hey, G-Man, how are things?"
"Great, Percy! Juniper and I are getting married!"
I nearly fainted on the spot.
Okay, I know this is super short, But it's my first fan fiction, alright? And Grover's Like 30 in human years, so it's okay that he's getting married! Please Review! Pretty Please with a Cherry on top?