This is my first fanfic and I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I own neither Percy Jackson nor Harry Potter.

Chapter One — New Friends

Percy's POV

My mother just got back home from work. Annabeth called earlier and asked me to go to the mall with her and Grover. I just had to tell my mom first so she'll know where I am and not get worried.

"Mom, can I go to the mall with Annabeth and Grover?" I asked.

"Sure Percy. Be sure to come home before dark." Mom said.

"Okay mom."

The doorbell rang and I opened the door. Annabeth and Grover stood on my doorstep.

"Let's go seaweed brain." said Annabeth.

"Okay. Bye mom!" I said.

"How are you Grover and how's camp?" asked Annabeth

"I'm fine. There are a lot of new campers. At least 5 new campers are found everyday." Grover replied, "For my hard work I get a week off!"

"Glad to hear that." I said.

As we were walking, three teenagers accidentally bumped into us and we all fell down. One boy had messy black hair, green eyes, glasses, and a lightning-shaped scar. The other boy was tall. He had red hair and freckles. The girl had bushy brown hair.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" The girl apologized while helping me up.

"It's alright." I said.

I helped Annabeth get up. I looked at Grover and he seemed worried. I'll just talk to him about it later.

They all introduced themselves.

"I'm Hermione Granger." said the brown-haired girl.

"I'm Ron Weasley." said the red-headed boy.

"I'm Harry Potter." said the other boy.

We introduced ourselves too.

"I'm Annabeth Chase."

"I'm Grover Underwood."

"I'm Percy Jackson."

"Percy can I talk to you alone?" asked Grover.

"Sure." I said. We walked a few meters away near the lamppost.

"What's up? You look worried." I said.

"Percy, I don't think they're regular mortals. I can sense it." explained Grover.

"You're saying they're demigods." I said.

"I'm not sure if they're demigods but I'm sure they're different."

"Okay. Let's tell Annabeth."

Annabeth's POV

Percy and Grover walked a few meters away—near the post— and talked. Grover looked worried. Harry, Hermione, and Ron looked curiously at the two. I started to talk to them so they could ignore Percy and Grover.

"So…uh, where are you from?" I asked.

"We're from England." said Harry.

"How old are you?"

"All of us are 18 years old." said Ron, "How about you?"

"We're 16 years old. Harry, where did you get that scar? I'm just curious."

"Uh…I'd rather not talk about it."

"It's alright."

Percy and Grover walked back to us.

"Tell you later." He whispered to me.

Sorry it's a bit short. I'll post the next chapter as soon as I can.

I hope you liked it!