A/N - Yo yo guys. This is a crossover story, where Annabeth becomes the transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts. The golden trio are returning with the rest of there friends to attend a re-do of the year they missed. Also, let's say everyone in this story is nineteen or eighteen.

Anyway, this story is probably going to be rated M for... uh sexual themes. (Mostly in this chapter) I don't own anything in this story, they belong to the rightful owners.

Annabeth opened her eyes to see sunlight pouring through the curtains.

She blinked a few times, her eyes adjusting to the light. Wait. Where was she? One quick scope of the cabin she was in instantly let her realize where she was. Cabin number three, the Poseidon cabin. She sat up, the blankets of the bed she was on slid off. A cold air chilled her skin.

Annabeth looked down, and noticed she was wearing only a red bra and panties. Her eyes widened when she looked to her left and saw Percy lying down on the bed, still asleep. And he was shirtless. She finally remembered what happened.

Last night, the two of them had… er… done some mature eighteen plus things. (Don't imagine it, you perverts!)

She stood up out of the bed, careful not to wake up Percy. It was only seven AM, so hopefully she could get back to her cabin without to many people noticing. Annabeth just looked at all the clothes strewn across the floor. She quietly put her clothes back on, so she could head back to her cabin and get properly changed.

"Hey, Annabeth, you should stop putting them back on."

Percy was now awake, and was staring at Annabeth, a smirk on his face.

Annabeth blushed red, hastily shoving her messy Camp Half-Blood t-shirt and shorts on. She opened the door and took a step out the door. She turned back around to look at Percy, who still had that smirk on his face. "I'll see you at breakfast, Seaweed brain."

"I think I've already eaten enough last night."

She shut the door, and with a blush even darker red than before, stormed back to her cabin. Her boyfriend really annoyed her sometimes.

Her day just got a lot worse when she noticed a short, brown haired girl a few meters away from her. Annabeth silently cursed under her breath as the girl noticed her.

"Hi Annabeth!"

"Hey, Erica."

Erica Walters was the resident Hermes cabin prank queen (The kings were the Stoll brothers) and resident snitch. Erica squinted suspiciously at Annabeth's neck. Neck?

Annabeth suddenly realized why she was staring at her neck.

Percy had left some reminders there, much to Annabeth's newfound anger.

"Those are bruises, Erica. Not anything to worry about." Annabeth snapped before Erica could even question her.

Erica's frowned deeply, her eyebrows getting closer together.

"Bruises. From where?"

Annabeth felt her face heat up a little.

"None of your business."

She said before pushing past the annoying daughter of Hermes. She stormed back to her cabin, cabin nine.

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She opened the door, and to her relief everyone was asleep. Well, except for Malcolm, her half-brother. He was just about awake, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. Annabeth hastily went to her bed, opened her bag to grab some clean clothes, then made her way to the bathroom to get changed.

"Annabeth? What's up with your hair?"

Malcolm said from behind her. Of course. He had to notice her bed hair.

She went into the bathroom without responding.

When she looked at her reflection in the mirror, she realized why everyone noticed her. Her hair was really wild, from when Percy's hands were running through it. She sighed when she saw several reddish marks on her neck.

She counted three in total, and thankfully, as she put on some fresh clothes, two of them would be covered. The last hickey was high on her neck, where it was visible if anyone looked. She frowned while trying to think of a way to remove.

Seeing no other way, she defeatedly opened a cabinet with emergency makeup substances. Even though Annabeth almost never wore makeup, she did know how to apply it and use the right products.

After a few minutes of getting ready for the day, she opened the bathroom door to see all the Athena cabin members still asleep.

Except for Malcolm, who had apparently left the cabin. She looked at a clock that was half hidden behind roles of blueprints and parchments. It was already eight AM. And no one was awake yet. She sucked in her breath then yelled.

"Everybody up!"

In an instant, every cabin member had awoken, a startled look on each face. "You guys slept in to late already! Put some proper clothes on, and get ready! Breakfast is in five minutes!"

In five minutes, the rest of the Athena campers were all ready, lined up in a single file line, awaiting Annabeth's order.

"Let's go." Annabeth said before opening the door and leaving cabin.

When they got to the dining pavilion, Annabeth didn't care that all the tables were already filled with members from other cabins. She herded her cabin to the right table, then spotted her boyfriend sitting alone at the Poseidon table. She made her way to him.

As she walked, she felt a lot of eyes following her. Her first thought was was that Erica had figured out why Annabeth had those hickeys and she told everyone. And sure enough, She spotted Erica in the corner of her eye talking to several other girls, their eyes following Annabeth, but still gossiping together. Her friend, Piper was staring at her, a look on her face.

When she reached his table, Percy playfully smiled at her. "Hey Annabe- ow!" He exclaimed. Annabeth punched him on the arm pretty hard. He looked confused. "What was that for?"

She angrily pointed a finger at her neck.

"You know what i'm talking about."

Percy held his arms up in mock surrender.

"Hey, you left one you know, and it's still itching by the way."

"At least your shirt hides it."

"You hid yours."

"With makeup. I don't even use makeup."

He ignored her last comment by finishing the last bit of his blue pancake. Piper out of nowhere arrived and sat down next to Annabeth on her left.

"Hey." Piper said to Annabeth.

"What?" Annabeth answered annoyedly. She was fed up with everyone giving her looks. Piper smirked. "Hey, hey, chill out Annabeth. It'll blow over real quick."

Three girls were staring at the Athena head camper, and Annabeth glared at them. "So, you guys made it to fourth base?" Piper winked.

Percy's face turned red, then he stood up. "See you girls around. I got sword fighting lessons to teach." He said quickly, then left.

Annabeth looked confused. "What do you mean?"

Piper's eyes glinted mischievously. "You don't know? Well, basically, first base is, like kissing and making out, ok? Second is physical contact, like Percy touching your ass or something -"

"Excuse me?"

"Sorry, sorry, just an example. So third is oral sex, and fourth is, you know, intercourse."

Annabeth laughed dryly. "Well, Piper, thanks for informing me about romantic terms that I didn't know about."

Piper smiled. "No problem, Annabeth. Anytime."

"By the way, have you and Jason… um… settled things?"

Piper's eyes darkened. Shortly after the Giant War ended, Jason, in a shocking move, returned to camp Jupiter, broke up with Piper and got together with Reyna, the praetor of New Rome.

"No," Piper said sulkily. " I haven't talked to him since he left."

Annabeth nodded in sympathy. Piper checked the time. "Oh, crap! I gotta run Annabeth, I got Pegasus riding lessons in three minutes!" The brown haired daughter of Aphrodite stood up, gave Annabeth a quick hug, then ran off towards the Pegasus stables.

Annabeth as well stood up, and headed towards the lava wall for extra practice.

After the giant war, which was about a month ago, everything was peaceful. No extra quests, nothing. In fact, in a few days, Percy and Annabeth were going into the city to attend there final year of high school before attending college in new Rome.

Anyway, the day went relatively well. Annabeth had climbed the lava wall, sparred with other campers, stopped Sherman young, an Ares camper, from beating up some new campers, and taught a lesson of sword fighting.

When the conch horn blew signalling dinner, Annabeth went straight for the pavilion. As soon as she entered the open air dining place, she noticed Chiron, the camp director, standing in centaur form waiting for her at the Athena table.

"Chiron! What is it?"

"Annabeth. Please follow me."

Annabeth stopped. That voice was strangely calm. A little to calm.

As the two of them walked towards the big house, Chiron didn't say a word. Neither did Annabeth.

Once inside the living room, Annabeth took a seat opposite from Chiron, who was now in wheelchair mode.

An awkward silence filled the room. Chiron stared at Annabeth, a grimace on his face.

"Chiron? Is this about me… uh… staying with Percy last night?"

Annabeth felt her face turn pink.

Chiron shook his head. "Oh no, although i'm sure I will be talking with Mr. Jackson about it."

"Sir, Chiron, it was my fault. I -" He shook his hand.

"Take a sip." He said.

A glass of hot chocolate suddenly appeared on the coffee table in front of her.

She suspiciously reached out a hand and picked up the glass.

"Umm thanks?" Annabeth said before taking a small sip.

"I'm sorry." Chiron said sadly.

Almost immediately, Annabeth felt like she had the most splitting headache. She dropped the hot chocolate, and put her hand on her forehead, black spots dancing in her vision.

"Chiron- what -"

Chiron whispered it this time. "I'm so sorry, Annabeth. It's the god's wish."

Suddenly, her vision faded and she slipped into the realm of unconsciousness.

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Everything around her was dark, and she could only hear things.

Annabeth.

A voice whispered.

Annabeth tried to respond, but found herself unable to make a noise.

I'm sorry I had to do this, daughter.

Annabeth frowned. That was Athena, her mom? And why wasn't she still able to talk?

They really need your help, and, as you can see, the other Olympians did not see any possibility of you coming on your own will, so force was used.

Again, Another splitting headache appeared. But this time, something was different. She could see words floating around in the surrounding darkness. She tried to see what some of them said but she couldn't make out any words, since they were moving to quickly. Finally, she managed to see one word. Or a name, to be precise.

Hogwarts.

Suddenly, as if millions of memories were entering her brain, she caught snippets of images. Things like people in dark robes firing… bolts of colored mist out of sticks?

Then she woke up.

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She gasped as she woke up. Annabeth took a few seconds to catch her breath.

Hogwarts.

Wizards.

All real.

She blankly stared ahead, still trying to process everything. Wizards were real, they were in Britain, and the wizard school, Hogwarts, needed a teacher.

And the gods decided to send her.

Crazy.

This was all to weird for her.

Shaking her head, she looked around to see where she was. Annabeth appeared to be sitting on a bench in a small park. She walked down a cobblestone path that led her out of the park and out into the town. The town she was in was very cozy looking. She was probably on a market street, since all the buildings were either small shops or restaurants. Wherever she was, she needed to leave. But how?

A sharp sting pierced her head.

She rubbed her forehead, an idea forming. She could… She frowned, trying to remember what she saw during her coma. She could use… Apparition? Yes, that's what it was called.

But she needed a wand.

Only now did Annabeth realize that she had a small backpack on her back. How had she not noticed? She took it off her back, and opened it. The first thing she noticed was the small, silver stick.

A wand.

She immediately pulled it out, staring in slight awe. It was smooth, with a small owl carved into the back tip. It was also shiny when held in front of the moon. She held it in her hand, and gave it a little wave. Red sparks shot out of it.

Annabeth smiled slightly. Even though she didn't want to be here, doing magic spells was pretty cool.

She put the wand in her jacket pocket, and looked back in the bag and saw a small paper envelope.

She pulled it out, and opened it. She noticed first that it was written in Greek, so she could read it pretty easily.

Annabeth,

Once again, I'm sorry I had to do that to you. The gods have ordered it to be done. Anyway, if you haven't figured it out, wizards exist. They live in Britain, where a school known as Hogwarts exists.

They had a war merely a year ago, and this year they need a teacher to teach them transfiguration. Transfiguration, is, in brief, the magic that allows you to change one thing and turn it into another thing, like a brick being changed into a paper. You probably had headaches during your coma because the gods (I do not know how) put every memory about wizardry in your head. It was like they created an artificial wizard brain in your head, but this brain knows everything about wizardry.

Do not worry about Percy or anyone else, your disappearance will be covered up. Also, now that you know everything about wizards, I'm sure you can use a spell or something to get to the school.

With regards,

Chiron

(The backpack you are wearing has been jinxed so that all of your belongings from camp are in it. As long as you wish for them.)

Annabeth stares at the letter for a few minutes, before stowing it away back in her bag.

She could gonna home using apparition, or stay here and help the wizards.

She knew the right option to pick.

Sighing, she pulled out her wand, and gave it a twirl.

Suddenly, Annabeth disappeared with a pop and the road was left deserted, with no traces of anyone being there.

A/N - Damn that was a long chapter. And a lot of adult themes. Anyway, next chapter will have more wizard stuff in it. Is it just me, or does the explanation about wizards seemed to rushed? Anyway, make sure to fav, like and review. please?