I don't own Harry Potter, Or Percy Jackson. Wow, that was hard to type. But, luckily I do own Harriet and Poppy, and all the other characters I make up. XD Enjoy and please review.
Chapter 1- In the lock up and an unexpected rescue
Harriet's P.O.V
The day our lives went completely down hill, we'd stayed up late the night before. Doing our homework. If we'd known that Ron would actually pick up a phone and call us then we probably would have run away as fast as we could. Probably to America, war or not. I finished my History of Magic essay and carefully slipped it beneath the lose floorboards under my bed with the my school books and homework. The rest of our school stuff was in the cupboard under the stairs, and if the Dursleys caught us doing our homework then we probably world have also been locked in the cupboard.
It was about mid-afternoon when Ron called. I wasn't in the room at the time, I was to busy polishing the kitchen floor, but Harry was, he was dusting. "Vernon Dursley speaking." Uncle Vernon said when he picked up the phone. "HELLO? HELLO? CAN YOU HEAR ME? I. WANT. TO. TALK. TO. HARRY. AND. HARRIET. POTTER!" I could just imagine Harry getting ready to run and Vernon's face contorting horribly. "WHO IS THIS?" Vernon roared. "WHO ARE YOU?"
"RON. WEASELY. I'M. A. FRIEND. OF. THEIRS. FOR. SCHOOL." That idiot, we're off to the Underworld in a moment. "THERE IS NO POTTER HERE! I DON'T KNOW WHAT SCHOOL YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT! NEVER CONTACT ME AGAIN! DON'T COME NEAR MY FAMILY!" There was a loud bang and I think that Vernon smashed the phone. "GIRL!" Vernon bellowed, and fearing for both Harry's life and Vernon's complexion (not) I jumped up and entered the living room. "Yes Uncle?" I smiled politely. "HOW DARE YOU GIVE THIS NUMBER TO PEOPLE LIKE, PEOPLE LIKE YOU!" Spit rained down on us and I was tempted to grab Harry so that he didn't get wet. "GO TO YOUR ROOM!" Vernon bellowed, pointing at the doorway. Still fearing for our lives Harry and I fled, to our room. "Ron's an idiot." Harry panted. "Yeah." I lent against the door. "Should have let Otty call first." There was a scratching in the lock and it clicked. Footsteps reseeded down the corridor. Harry looked up, startled. "You don't think?" I nodded grimly. "They've locked us in." Harry groaned and flopped onto his bed. "At least we can make their lives hell from here." I grinned, thinking of that night when I could turn their water freezing cold in their showers. "Yeah, pelage them with birds." Harry grinned slightly. "And besides, we can still do our homework." Harry groaned again. "At least Hedwig and Zoe are with Hermione and Sweet Ginger and Camelot are at school." Alexander slithered out from under my covers. "Missstress have the bad people locked you up?" He hissed. "Yes, they have Alex. If you want, you can get out through the mice holes." Our room was the only room with mice holes. "It will be good hunting Missstress." Alexander disappeared. "Just us now." Harry sighed. "Yeah, I wish we could contact Camp." I flopped onto my own bed, the Dursleys had confiscated all our Drachmas, even the one I'd stitched into my favourite skirt had been found. "Imagine the look on the Dursley's faces if Percy and Thalia busted down the door." Harry laughed. "And Chiron would be none to pleased." We laughed harder at the thought of the centaur appearing on Privet Drive.
I was woken up in the middle of the night by a strange drilling sound coming from outside the window, to my horror I watched as a set of bars was fitted onto our windows and the moonlight lessened a bit. "Harry!" I hissed. He woke with a jolt, put on his glasses and stared at the new bars. "They're going all out to keep us in." He muttered. "Anyone would think we were wanted here." I grimaced. "Yeah." Harry paused. "Do you think that if we don't turn up for the beginning of term someone will come get us?"
"Defiantly, Snape won't let this slide. Good thing it's almost the beginning of term. I wonder if the Weasely's are back. Considering that Ron called."
"I don't think they are. Ron's letter said that they were staying until the start of school." I nodded and glanced at the birthday cards lined up on the window sill. There where an awful lot of them, our birthday presents were under the floor boards, most of them eatable. "I wonder if anyone will notice we're not responding to their letters." I said, turning the birthday card from Molly Weasely over in my hand. "If the Weasely's and Hermione don't then Daphne probably will, Theo's to dense to notice anyone but Astoria." I laughed a little. "Yeah, I just hope someone notices. Who knows how long we'll have to go without using the bathroom." Harry laughed. "Yeah, at least we have plenty of food." We'd been reluctant to break into our stash of food by now the time had come to eat. "Yeah, good call on that one by the way." Harry shrugged modestly, took off his glasses and clambered back into bed. "Night Stripes." He yawned. "Night Feathers." I followed suite and fell asleep.
The next morning when I woke up, a cat flap had been fitted into the door and two slightly steaming bowls of plain porridge stood next to it along with two spoons. "Well, it looks like they want to feed us." I said to the still sleeping Harry. I was tempted to open the cat flap and pour the porridge onto the landing but that would probably get me into more trouble. I sighed and prised open my floorboards with the edge of my dagger. I found a slab of Honeydukes chocolate and broke off a few squares. I crushed them with the flat of my blade and sprinkled the chocolate on the top of the porridge. Rewrapping the rest of the chocolate I replaced the floor and dug into my pitiful breakfast. A few moments later Harry woke up. He stretched and yawned. "Still locked in?" He asked sleepily. "Yeah, and I don't think we're leaving here. There's a cat flap in the door." I sighed, Harry groaned and rolled out of bed, I pushed the other bowl of porridge over to him. "It tastes better with chocolate." I said, Harry looked at me sceptically. I shrugged and grimaced as the porridge hit the back of my throat. "Belch." I made a face and Harry laughed. "Well, it helps a little." I shuddered and took another mouthful.
We were let out to use the bathroom twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening. That was the only time we were allowed out our room. It was only thanks to our digital alarm clock that we knew what the date was, the first six days of Hogwarts past and we were still in our room. But on the Sunday help came. It was just after our bathroom break and we were staring out the window watching people go by, our head resting heavily one our hands. The street was completely empty, except for a large black dog that had been watching the house for days. There was a tiny pop and at the end of the street and two men appeared from thin air. "Harry." I hit him lightly and pointed to the men. One was Professor Snape and the other looked like an older version of Remus Lupin. "Do you think that that's Lupin?" Harry asked as they started purposefully down the street. "Yes." I nodded and grinned at Harry. "We're going home." We watched as the two men went slowly down the street, checking the numbers on either side, they stopped outside the Dursley's house and Lupin's eyes surveyed the house. His eyes met mine and they widened, then he frowned, he pointed the bars out to Snape who had his strange black aura back. They walked up the drive and disappeared under the porch. Someone knocked loudly on the front door and Vernon's heavy footfalls sounded in the downstairs hall, the door opened and Vernon yelled in shock. There was a bang and someone growled. "What have you done with my Goddaughter?" I think Petunia whimpered but I can't be sure. "Now, now Remus. We agreed no magic no matter the problem." Snape's calm voice carried up the stairs. I looked at Harry. "They can't get in, not without their wands." Harry shook his head. "The key, for the lock."
"We both know Uncle Vernon threw it out." Downstairs it sounded like Vernon was putting up a fight. "We have to transform. Please Harry." I'd been wanting to brake down the door for weeks but Harry was sure that it counted as underage magic outside of school. "Fine!" He finally agreed. "Yes!" I did a funny little dance. "Come on, before I change my mind." I grinned and we backed up to the window. "Ready?" Harry asked, I nodded and transformed. The world became more pronounced, the sounds sharped, the smells more potent. I glanced at the Eagle next to me and it nodded. I charged at the door and pounced on it, it splintered under my paws and I rolled out onto the landing. Harry hovered above my head, I looked down the stairs, Vernon was shielding the stairs from Lupin and Snape, all three men were looking up at us in surprise. I locked eyes with Vernon and bounded down the stairs, landing squarely on his chest and knocking him to the ground. He whimpered as I pinned him to the floor, tail swishing, I roared in his face and snapped my jaws. He whimpered again and shrank back. I rolled my eyes and let him, without looking back he barricaded him and his family in the living room. Harry cawed in laughter and turned back into himself, landing lightly on the hall carpet. "Was that really necessary Harriet?" I grinned at him and turned back. "I think it was. Don't you think so Professor?" I smiled at Snape. "Perhaps Miss Potter." He nodded. Lupin stood there, slack jawed. "What?" Harry shrugged. "What's going on?" Lupin asked wirily. "Well, where should we start? And how much time do we have?" I asked. "You can explain to the way to Diagon Ally. Where's you're school things?" Snape said. "In the cupboard, well, most of it is. Our books and homework our in our room." Harry explained. "Yeah, our Aunt and Uncle kinda hate us. Personally, I didn't want to come back." I agreed. With a flick of Lupin's wand, our school trunks were packed with everything we would need over the year and sitting next to the front door waiting to go. "Handy." Harry nodded. "What about this year's books?" I asked as we left "They're in your trunk." Lupin said before sticking his wand-hand out into the road. With a violent pop a bright purple, triple decker bus appeared out of thin air. Something growled in the bushes behind me and Harry and I whipped round. "What's wrong?" Snape asked. "Didn't you here that?" I asked in a low voice and the thing growled again. One of my daggers appeared in my hand as a large black dog stepped out the bushes. "On the bus!" Lupin hurriedly got us on to the purple bus. "Hogwarts if you don't mind Ernie." Snape said. The view outside the bus bleared. "So, what happened back there?" Lupin asked. "We're unregistered animagi." Harry shrugged. "Snape helped us."I grinned. "But you can't tell the ministry-"
"Or Dumbledore-"
"And we're not the only ones-"
"We can list them if you like-"
"Only we don't want to get them into trouble-"
"So we won't." Lupin stared at us in amazement, the burst out laughing. "Oh, you two remind me so much of James. He was an Animagi too."
"Cool. Following in our Dad's footsteps." Harry grinned and I stifled a laugh. "In more ways then one." I muttered in Greek and Harry laughed. "Hogwarts." The bus conductor said and they got off. "He was also very good and quidditch. Your mother on the other hand preferred the library."
"Sounds like you're describing Ron and Hermione." I grinned as we climbed the steps. "Yes, there does seem to be many similarities between your parents and Mr Weasely and Miss Granger." Snape nodded, opening one of the large wooden doors into the entrance hall. Light was flooding from the great hall. "Dinner has started, why don't you go find your friends and we'll sort our you luggage." Snape said, chivvying us towards the hall. "Ok, ok. We're going." Harry said. "Harry! Harriet!" Several people yelled and I spotted Fred's, Ron's, Hermione's, Neville's, George's and Ginny's head pop up from the Gryffindor table. Seeing us they leapt up from their seats and ran to meet us. "Ohmygods. Where have you been?" Hermione said quickly, throwing her arms around us. "locked in our bedroom." I muttered, giving her a one armed hug, while hugging Ginny at the same time. It pretty much turned into a standing pile-on, but no one minded. "All right, all right. Brake it up." Percy's voice sailed over the crowned and reluctantly, it dispersed. Fred slung his arm around my shoulders. "Hay Potter." He grinned. "Hay yourself Weasely." I grinned up at him before kissing him, I think George wolf-whistled, but it might have been Dad in my head. "Miss me?" Fred grinned when we broke apart. "Nope. Not at all." Fred stuck his tongue out at me and I giggled. "Come on. Let's sit down before we attract any more attention."
What do you think Harriet's fear should be? Dementors is Harry's and I don't want them to have the same one so, help. I've set up a poll on my account, please vote quickly.
