I never really thought that I would be writing a crossover on my two favorite series, but here it is! Presenting, a HP and PJO crossover!
Disclaimer: I don't own HP or PJO.
Note: I am continuing this from the 5th and 6th books of HP.
Harry Potter's POV:
It was Christmas time and I was at the Weasley's house, along with Lupin, Ron, Hermione and of course, the Weasley family.
"Thanks for the wonderful dinner, Mrs. Weasley. Actually, I think I might have to roll all the way to my room." I said.
"Oh, it was nothing Harry! You get to eat so little at your aunt's house." she said.
The Dursleys. One of the groups of people I have come to hate over the course of my life. But of course I was not going to run that thought through my head.
"Speaking of aunts, weren't you supposed to gift the 'wonderful' shawl of yours to Aunt Muriel, Molly?" Lupin enquired.
"Oh yes, I do forget such things sometimes. I will be back soon. And Harry dear, be sure to wear your sweater to bed. It can get chilly sometimes. I remember when Ron caught that nasty cold, you should have seen him. All blue in the face…" With that, she Apparated, presumably toAunt Muriel's house.
"Thanks Lupin." I said. "Oh, don't mention it." He said, finished his dinner and left.
I couldn't quite imagine a blue-faced Ron; it brought smiles to my face as I looked at him.
"What?" he asked. "Nothing. Just thinking. You know, it's hard to believe that Mrs. Weasley would go all the way just to give a shawl to Aunt Muriel." I lied.
"Don't get me started. One time, she made the mistake of sending a house elf to present a shawl to Aunt Muriel. And she started to rave and rant about 'family respect' and 'my place in the house'. Ultimately, Dad made Mom apologize, which she was not happy to do. So, she does this whenever the present is a shawl. I have seen her thank god when Aunt Muriel doesn't flair up when she doesn't go personally." "By the way, what's been happening at Privet Drive?" he said.
"Well, they still treat me like dirt, but I can get them scared." I said. "Wicked; did you cast any spells on them? Like, you know, transfiguring them into pigs?" he asked.
"I don't need to turn them into pigs, they already look like that. Besides, Hagrid did that for me, remember?" I said, remembering the first time I met Hagrid and the chaos he created.
"Oh yeah, right. Well, I guess we got to be going to bed, otherwise Mom will get disappointed." he said.
We quietly finished dinner and entered our rooms, where we saw Hermione. She was reading a book and we hoped to get past her. Sadly, that didn't happen.
"What took you so long? And Harry, why are you smiling?" she asked.
"Nothing. And to answer your question, we couldn't cope up with 's dinner." Harry said, still immersed in Ron's blue face.
"Well, it's all right, she does spoil you. Anyway, the reason I was desperate you is because of some random hallucination that's irritating me." Hermione said as if nothing had bothered her.
Well, that was weird. Usually, I would wake up in bed, irritated (or scared) with seeing through Voldemort's mind. But this was unusual.
"All right, so what had happened? " Ron asked.
"It's this boy. He keeps recurring in my dream. He has green eyes, just like you, Harry, except they are kind of sea green. He has jet black eyes, is about your height and your age. It's maddening." She said.
"Hermione, have you ever seen this boy or did you fall for him?" I asked slyly.
Hermione smacked me on the arm and said, "No! I did not fall for him. Even if I do meet him, that is."
Ron yawned, "Haarry, it's getting near midnight. Hoow about we see this tomorrow?"
"Alright." I said, since it was getting really getting late and I was feeling a bit sleepy. We climbed into bed while I just stared at the mirror.
Just then, something weird happened. As I was looking at the mirror, I saw that the mirror had a picture of the same boy, except that I wasn't its reflection.
"Really weird day…" I mumbled as I slowly fell asleep.
Percy's POV:
"Go, PERCY, go!" Annabeth screamed.
Okay, to make a long story short, we were playing Capture The Flag, against Red team. I was originally selected to be the commander, but I gave it up to Annabeth. Besides, if I don't, she will kill me. The battle went till midnight, and I decided to end it.
"Always listen to the commander!" I grinned as I fought my way to the flag.
"Enough of the jokes already! Just go!" she said and pushed me.
I just got tired of fighting that I decided to use my powers and wipe out everybody. I summoned a giant tidal wave and wiped out everybody. Except for Clarisse.
"Bring it on, Fish boy!" She said as she pulled out her sword.
"Let's do this", I said pulling out Riptide.
We fought. Clarisse just wouldn't give up. I tried to hit her everywhere at the front, but she just wouldn't budge. So, I decided to be sneaky. I was not proud of what I did. I striked her on the helmet, which she wasn't expecting. She was dazed. Then I slid underneath her legs and butted the handle at her pressure point. She fell like a log. And the rest was history.
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"Way to go, Seaweed brain!" Annabeth exclaimed.
"Okay, Wise girl. I won, so I deserve a reward!" I said.
"What's the reward?" she asked.
"250 drachmas!" I said, then when I saw her face fall, I said, "Just kidding!" and kissed her.
After we kissed, she said, "We should do this more often.". I replied, "Yeah, but right now, I got to hit the sack. See ya!" I said and headed to my cabin.
Right before I went to bed, I just saw the mirror for inspecting cuts and bruises. That's when I saw another boy in the mirror.
His eyes were greener, greener than mine. He had ruffled hair, was about my height and my age.
I really need to get my eyes checked, I thought as I closed my eyes.
How was it? I am sorry if I unintentionally copied someone's ideas. My apologies to them and you could give me any suggestions on how to improve my story, by (as usual) reviewing.