Hello, I'm BlackTiger6, as you know. I've adopted this story from the writer thedemigodsinthebluepolicebox, who is an excellent writer. Be sure to check out her stories! The first couple chapters are going to be fillers, and the first part of this one is the same to be just a bridge.

Anyways, this book is a continuation of Book 1: Swords and Wands: The Chamber of Secrets, but the story is a continuation of Book 2: Swords and Wands: The Prisoner of Azkaban. I suggest you read those two before you read this, because this starts from chapter 8 and up.

Disclaimer: Percy and the Seven and anything to do with them are owned by Rick Riordan. And Harry Potter and Hogwarts and everything to do with them are owned by J.K. Rowling. And this story is/was owned by thedemigodsinthebluepolicebox.

And guys, I know some of you think that I'll somehow incorporate a Hobbit story in here, but I won't. And I probably won't be able to do exactly what thedemigodsinthebluepolicebox did, or be as good as them, but I'll try. So just help me out here and please, tell me if you have any ideas. Thanks.

Chapter 9: School's In

"NO!"

"YES!"

"NO!"

"UH-HUH!"

By now, Leo and Rachel were shouting at the top of their lungs. Annabeth was surprised that they got no more than three visitors wondering about the noise. "Urgh!" she huffed to Luna.

"Will they ever stop?" Luna replied, her voice dreamy as ever.

"Hopefully," the daughter of Athena muttered, clapping her hands to her ears just like the other girls in the compartment, excluding Piper. Even so, the boys' and Rachel's screaming still gave her a headache. After five minutes, Annabeth finally got tired of it. She bolted up and glared at the the other people in the train. "GUYS!" she yelled, loud enough to get their attention, but still didn't. So she tried again: "GUYS!"

Luna smiled, chuckling at all the yelling. Annabeth shot her a glare, but Luna merely averted her eyes. So Annabeth tried again. After her fourth and fifth tries didn't work, she thought up a new idea. "Guys! Look! It's-" she racked her mind for something that would get their attention, but when she hesitated too long she blurted out the thing that first came to her mind, "Athena!" She pointed to some random place outside the window, holding it up long enough for them to snap their heads up and quiet down.

"And she does look angry," Luna added, looking as if she were in her own little world. Annabeth rolled her eyes at Luna's comment, knowing that Luna knew that there was no Athena.

"Where?" Piper asked, peering out the window. "I don't see her."

"What'd she want?" Frank quizzed, oblivious to the fact that Annabeth, quite obviously, didn't go outside and meet her mother.

"Good," Annabeth breathed, her head feeling a slight bit better. "Guys," she informed them, "I want you to be quiet."

"But-" here it went again: Leo protested.

"OH MY GODS, LEO, IF YOU SAY ONE WORD ABOUT YOU WINNING, RACHEL WILL BE DECLARED WINNER! Got it?" Annabeth shouted, and Leo made a childish face at her. She ignored him and turned to Piper, Percy, and Jason. "If you can't do this quietly, then you don't do it at a-" she got caught off as Hogwarts came into view. Oh, well, maybe she could get a bit of piece and quiet before they reached the school. "All," she finished, "And Frank, shut up."

"But I-" he sat up.

Annabeth sighed. "Please, don't. Anyways, Hazel, shut your yap," Hazel's mouth dropped open at this, because she wasn't talking. "AND EVERYONE PLEASE QUIET DOWN FOR THE LAST FIVE MINUTES OF THE TRIP!" she finally exploded, as if daring them to object.

"You better," Luna agreed, as fervent as a day dreaming girl can be.

"Yeah, shut up!" Rachel snapped at Leo.

"Hey, you were talking to!" the fire-boy defended himself.

Annabeth scowled at them, and then looked at Luna. "They'll never change, will they?" Luna smiled.

"Nope, never," Annabeth agreed, blinking as something landed in her lap. Annoyed, she looked down and clenched her teeth. It was a bag of beans. She should have known. The girl picked the bag up and looked for who to throw it at. When she looked at Percy, he grinned.

"Hey, Wise Girl," he smiled, his grin infectious.

Annabeth smothered a grin and glared at him. "Don't Wise Girl me, Seaweed Brain!"

"Okay, uh, how 'bout Owl Girl? Smart Girl? Um, Athena Girl?" he wasn't making it any better, so he ended up with a bag of every flavored beans in the face. Percy blinked, than looked at the beans on the floor. "Ow," he complained. "I was only going to ask you what Athena wanted!"

Annabeth groaned and looked at Luna. "They really are hopeless," she informed the Ravenclaw, who nodded absentmindedly in agreement. Needless to say, everything was moderately contained until the train pulled to a stop. Moderately.

When class started again the next day, Percy wasn't amused. "Why, why was school invented?" he whined to Hazel and Frank. "I don't want to go!" he knew he was sounding spoiled and childish, but he didn't care just yet.

Frank clarified, "At least, schools not made like Camp Half-Blood or New Rome."

Hazel had a different response. "You like school, just not normal schools," she assured Percy, who tried, but failed, to glare at her. "You'll get the hang of it eventually."

"After being kicked out of, like, ten," Percy mumbled, not getting the term 'eventually'. "Hi!" he grinned at a girl passing by. She turned to glance at him and blushed, before hurrying away and leaving the Hufflepuff common room.

The son of Mars sighed. "Come on, everyone's leaving. And I want breakfast." Hazel snorted and turned to him.

"You, Mister Frank, have got to go on a diet!" she exclaimed, and Percy looked at her in confusion. She sent a meaningful glance back and he grinned. He would have fun with this.

"Yeah!" he entered, "You're getting... erm... large," alright, Percy had to admit, the ending was lame. Hazel held back her laughter by biting the inside of her lip.

"But-" Frank protested, and that's when Hazel burst. Her laughter made Percy laugh, and Percy made Frank laugh, until they all were either chuckling or laughing. When they finally got a hold over themselves, Percy's sides were aching and it hurt to breathe. "You... guys are... mean!" Frank told them.

"Hey!" Hazel protested.

"Alright, maybe not... you," Frank was still gasping for air, looking like absolutely hilarious. "But Percy still is."

"What- when- ugh!" Percy stammered, "Let's just go to breakfast already. I believe, ma fanz ahre mizzin' me!" he proclaimed in a very bad, very terrible British accent that made Hazel giggle. She pulled Frank through the door, leaving Percy to follow behind, feeling very pleased with himself.

The halls were deserted when, and when he reached the dining hall, he knew that he was pretty late. Sighing, because his breakfast time would be very short, he opened the tall door and sauntered over to his 'disciples'. He still managed to give a thumbs up to Piper and Jason, causing one girl that was sitting next to them almost faint. Percy suppressed a snort and sat down by his buddies. "Mm," he rubbed his hands together, "Yummy!"

"You are sometimes such a kid," Hazel commented as Percy filled his plate up with the more... unhealthy... food.

"I feel so loved," he responded good-naturedly, beginning to scarf down his food. He managed to hum in content as the 'juicy goodness' of the breakfast filled his mouth. Syrup dripped down his chin as he began to work on his pancake.

"Ugh, Percy," Hazel gently shoved him. "Try and have more manners!" Percy mumbled something unintelligible and looked up. The whole table was filled with Hufflepuffs, some he knew, some he didn't. But all of them were staring at him. He cleared his throat awkwardly and discreetly wiped his chin before giving a small, embarrassed smile.

"Well," he covered, "I'm out protecting people all day and all night, so how do you expect me to learn?"

Someone chuckled, and the awkward silence was broken. Percy relaxed and grinned at Hazel and Frank. "See? They love me!" Percy informed them dramatically.

Hazel rolled her eyes. "Apparently they don't know the real you."

"Hey!" Percy spluttered. That hurt... no, actually, it really didn't.

"I must agree," Frank added, "You're too..." he couldn't find the right word, so Percy decided to step in.

"Handsome? Charming? Strong?" he supplied, and Hazel whacked him on the back of his head.

"Weird, I meant weird," Frank finished, ignoring Percy's pout.

At that time, it was soon made clear that breakfast was over. "What the-" Percy looked aghast.

"Get up, Savior, we have Potions first," Hazel frowned, reading her schedule.

"Oh, joy," someone at the table muttered sarcastically.

"Professor Snape, my favorite teacher!" another added sourly as they all got up and left.

"Come on, Percy!" Frank called to Percy, who was currently staring at his half- no quarter- eaten plate with longing.

He looked up and protested, "But I didn't finish my breakfast yet!"

Leo currently had Potions with the Hufflepuffs. He huffed. Truthfully, he hated Potions. Professor Snape was so boring and strict and... yeah. He fiddled with the string hanging of his robe, twisting and turning it. What he really wanted was some proper tools so he could make something awesome. Leo! You know you can't do that in Hogwarts! he chided himself as he reached the Potions room. He entered it and froze. The room was completely full. Oh no, he was late. That would not be good! "Valdez!" Snape snapped, "Where were you?"

"I was just coming down," he answered, a tad nervous. Snape did, actually, scare him, even though he never, ever admitted it. It didn't help that all eyes were on him or Percy was repeatedly face-palming.

"Excuses!" Professor Snape dismissed. "Until you can come up with a good answer you have detention!"

"But-" Leo tried.

"Sit down, Valdez!" the teacher bellowed. Someone snickered, and Leo turned red from embarrassment and rushed over to an empty desk and tried to disappear, slouching in the chair as he glared at Professor Snape as the professor started talking in a monotone. Eventually, Leo sighed and started twitching. This was extremely hard, because of his ADHD. With a whole lot of self constraint, he managed to just twiddle his thumbs and try to act like he was focusing, when in truth he was day dreaming of... well, things. Things he wasn't able to get time to think about, like Camp Half-Blood, the war with Gaea, so on.

"VALDEZ!" the word hurt his eardrums as it was shouted into his ear. Leo jumped up and looked around.

"Where's the fire?" he mumbled, before meeting Professor's Snape's wand. The blood drained from his face. "Oh." The people around him laughed, and once again he felt a blush.

"Detention!" Snape shouted, and Leo looked down. "For a week!" he added before turning with a swoosh to his desk. There were still snickers, and Leo was still burning from shame and anger. How could Snape do that? When he got his demigod powers back, he would show them! He would make them love him, or maybe he could find a way to do it himself.

"Hey, Valdez," a guy hissed, "Don't sleep in class," even though the words were advice, the guy's voice was mocking. For a moment he wanted to say that he wasn't sleeping, but instead Leo blinked and looked away. This had never happened before, so why was it happening now?

He looked up, and met Percy's eyes. Percy gave a slight smile, and nudged Hazel and Frank. The turned to look at him, pity and anger etched onto their faces. They gave him a reassuring smile before turning back. Ha, reassuring! They had they're little fan club! They were stars! And they had someone! They didn't know what it was like to see them be together and never get together! They didn't know what it was like to be alone!

They didn't know what it was like to be like a seventh wheel.

Leo knew he was going a bit overboard, but he didn't care. He needed to let his anger and frustration and humiliation out somewhere else he'd explode! Meanwhile, up at the board, Snape was showing an complicated recipe for some potion. Whatever. It's not like he could read it, he still had ADHD, and the words weren't magically appearing in Ancient Greek, so what was he supposed to do?

Please let class end, please let class end! he mentally pleaded. He hated, no hated Potions now, and he so wanted it to end. And he was pretty darn angry at Professor Snape, too, and anyone could see it. Leo saw someone pointing at him from the corner of his eye, so he turned and face them, making a rude face that made them turn back to their work. Ha!

Looking back up at the board, he stared at a familiar blond head. Luna, as if feeling eyes on her, turned around and looked at him. She smiled dreamily at him, and he suddenly felt all warm. Maybe he wasn't alone.

He had Luna.

He had the rest of the Seven. Technically 'the Six'.

And maybe he had Calypso.

How was that? I know Leo's POV was kind of dramatic, but I have plans for it. If you have any ideas, I would love to hear them, and, yeah, review, follow, and/or fav.

Again, thanks for letting me write this and letting me have a shot. The next chapters I'll try to make longer and better, and bye!

BlackTiger6