I don't own the characters or story that honour goes to Rick Riordan and J.K. Rowling
Number four, Privet Drive in Surry was an unassuming average house; a perfectly pruned garden, a slightly scuffed gravel drive-way, a sizeable two-story detached red brick house and a family with a secret within. As with every morning a women with an astounding long neck and screeching voice sat at the dining room table going through that day mail, unlike other day though there was a strange letter, from America. The women, Petunia Dursley found the letter odd but not in the same way as her sister or her freak son, no this was odd because neither her nor Vernon (her husband) new anyone in America. Tentatively, she opened the letter to be astonished, it read:
Dear Petunia Dursley,
You have been invited to the funeral of Sally Jackson-Blofis and Paul Blofis.
The ceremony will take place on Sunday 21st August, at Elysium Cemetery in Manhattan New York. Arrangements for travel and accommodation for your family have already been made and can be found along with this letter.
Any questions about this invite will be answered after the ceremony.
Kind Regards,
Perseus (percy) Jackson
As she finished 4 plane tickets and the address of a hotel fell from the envelope. On closer inspection of the objects Petunia could see that they had already been paid for, so if they went they could just go on holiday to America, New York at that!
When her husband a rather large man who resembled a ball more than a man and their 2 year old son came through the door the decision to go on this trip had already been made.
Percy Jackson sat with his hands covering his face, hiding his tear filled sea-green eyes from the world. At 18 he had done a lot with his life; faced down angry Gods, fought (and won) against Titans, literally took a tour of hell, yet survived despite everything not being in his favour. This time however he couldn't keep smiling.
It has been 2 years since the end of the Giant war and Annabeth had broken up with him to focus more on her dreams, Percy had been moving on with life – he'd finished high school and thanks to a gods gifted Lotus Hotel and Casino card didn't need to start looking for work.
One day, his amazing Mom Sally Blofis and his Step-dad Paul didn't come home, Percy began to get worried especially when he turned on the TV to find the announcement of a car collision. Quickly, he'd reached for the phone- not caring about the monsters his was going to attract, only for it to go off in his hand. Answering quickly "Hello, Percy here."
"Are you Perseus Jackson?" a woman's voice asked from the end of the line.
"Yes? But I prefer Percy. Is something wrong?"
"Mr Jackson, I am sorry to inform you that at 10pm this evening your parents were in a car accident… and they didn't survive." Percy's ears stopped working as his grip on the phone began slipping despite the woman still talking.
"Mr Jackson? Mr Jackson are you still there?"
"Yes, I'm here." His voice choked with emotions but something told him that what was going to be said next would change his life.
"Well, Mr Jackson some interesting documents came to our attention when looking into your mothers' medical history. It seems that she was adopted by Jim and Laura Jackson at 4 months old because her mother was only 16 and too young to properly care for her. It appears her mother was Clare Jennings from England."
Percy was still trying to process this- his mum was adopted- from England at that.
"Is there anything more?" He asked, at this point only wanting to shut out the world and curl up to cry.
"Yes, it seems Clare went on to marry Samuel Evens and have two daughters- Petunia and Lily both are married and have a son each, Harry Potter and Dudley Dusley. There contact information will be provided for the funeral."
"Thanks" Percy's voice finally broke and tears ran down his face as he put the phone away. His sadness at only now finding the family his mother so wished to have only after she herself has lift the earth.
It took 2 weeks for Percy to finally look through the documents sent to him and arrange the funeral but he did it. It stated the Clare married Samuel at 24 years old and had Petunia at 26 making her 10 years younger than his Mom, and Lily at 30 making her 14 years younger. Sadly, he found that both Lily and James Potter (her husband) had been killed in a home invasion by a famous British mass-murder nearly a year ago. Happily it seems their son Harry, who had survived was now living with Petunia and her husband Vernon Dursley along with their 2 year old son Dudley.
A new hope for family raced through Percy, having him immediately arrange for them to come to the funeral, so he could meet and personally explain to them these events. Finishing the letter with plane tickets and hotel address he breathed for the first time since receiving word of his mother's death.