The Magical Mixup Chapter 1: No. Just, no.

Percy POV

No. Just, no. There was no way I would do it.

I was not going on another quest, four months after the giant war. No.

I looked over at Annabeth, who I knew was thinking the same thing as me. After going through... that place, all we really wanted to do was relax. Not go on another quest.

I was about to point this out when Annabeth spoke.

"Percy, I know you're thinking there is no way you'll do the quest, but perhaps we should hear what it's about first?" she said, seemingly able to read my mind.

"But-" I started, but she didn't let me finish.

Instead, she turned to Chiron, saying, "Was there a prophecy for this quest?"

Chiron nodded, and spoke:

"The might of the gods

Will travel very far

To reach the place

Where magic is up to par.

They will protect the Chosen One

With all of their might,

Or the dark lord will rise,

And send the world to endless night.

With the rest of the seven,

The big three venture there.

To seek the boy with the scar,

And the messy black hair."

Done reciting the rhyme, he turned back to us. "Seeing as you two are easily the strongest leaders here, you will be co-leaders for this quest. You will have to go to a wizarding school in Scotland with the rest of the seven, plus Thalia and Nico. There, you will have to protect the boy, Harry Potter, from an evil wizard."

Annabeth looked at Chiron curiously. "How do you know so much about this prophecy? Aren't they usually unclear?"

Chiron nodded, and answered, "I have a friend who is the headmaster of the school. He said that one of his teachers, Sybill Trelawney, is part seer, and recited the prophecy to him yesterday. He contacted me soon after."

Annabeth nodded, and I could practically see the gears turning in her head. I wondered what she was thinking about.

If you're wondering why we aren't acting more crazily towards the announcement that wizards are real, it's because our whole life is basically just true myths. And if those can be true, why not wizards?

I thought about it. What Chiron was asking us to do was to go to a magic school to protect a boy from an evil guy. With no magic of our own.

"How are we going to go to a magic school if we don't know magic?" I asked.

Chiron smiled, and said, "That is all planned out. Lady Hecate will come and give you all wands, and give you transportation to the school. Dumbledore will deal with explaining the whole demigod situation to the wizards." Annabeth opened her mouth to say something, but Chiron simply raised a hand, silencing her. "If you're wondering why you've been kept in the dark towards each other, it is because a while ago there was a conflict between a group of wizards and demigods that caused a lot of destruction, so it was decided that your presence would not be told to each other unless a matter arose in which it was necessary." Annabeth closed her mouth, satisfied with his response.

Chiron looked us right in the eye, and said, "Do you two accept the responsibility of leading this quest? The others can't do it without you." I was still skeptical, but Annabeth grabbed my hand and squeezed it reassuringly.

"I'll do it," she said. They both turned towards me.

"I... I'll do it too."

Chiron stood up, smiling. "Let's go get the others."

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We rounded up the others, and Chiron told them what he had told us, except in a bit more detail. For example, he said that the 'evil wizard' was actually named Voldemort. With a bit of charmspeak from Piper, Leo and I stopped ROFLing, and everyone else ceased their laughter. Except for Nico and Thalia, who had enough self-restraint to not laugh hard enough to need to gasp for air.

Eventually, everyone agreed to the quest, though there were a few skeptical people. But they trusted me and Annabeth enough to decide that, if we were willing to do it, they should be too.

Chiron dismissed us, telling us that Hecate would be coming tomorrow to give us wands, and transport us to the school. We had to pack and say goodbye's before then. I IM'd my mom and Paul, and told my mom that, after surviving a lot of harsh circumstances, a school couldn't be that bad. And, as Chiron said, Voldemort ranked about as high as an empousa on the monster scale, so he wouldn't be that big of a deal.

Eventually, I got to sleep, praying to my father that I would not get any nightmares tonight, on my last full night at camp. But, as usual, I was not so lucky.

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Annabeth was stumbling around blindly. I was calling for her, begging her to see me, wishing I could run up to her and hug her and never let go. My feet were rooted into place. I could not move.

Annabeth was crying, calling my name. Calm, smart Annabeth, unable to make sense of what was happening. Unable to see me, to hear me, to know that I'd never leave her side. Abandoned.

Stumbing around. Alone. Without me, so sad, so deserted. Stumbling. Right off the cliff.

Finally, too late, my bonds break, I run to the edge, crying, calling for her, her falling, down, down to where I will never see her again, crying, calling, crying...

I was shaken awake from my nightmare, and opened my eyes to see the one thing I wanted most in the world: Annabeth, unharmed.

It had been a dream. No, it had been a nightmare. I sat up and hugged Annabeth, never wanting to let go. I could feel the tears on my face.

After what felt like hours, she pulled away, and sat next to me on the bed. "You okay?" she asked.

"Yeah, fine. I just had a nightmare about..." I trailed off, knowing that she'd get what I was saying.

Since falling into that place, Annabeth and I had been getting horrible nightmares, usually in which we see each other die. It was absolutely horrible, but there was nothing to do that could stop them. I had seen this particular nightmare several times before; it was even worse than others because Annabeth dies, sure that she's abandoned. I would never abandon her like that, but I have no control over my nightmares.

Annabeth held my hands in hers for a few more seconds before getting up and walking to the door. Just before she left, she looked back at me, and flashed a small smile. Just seeing her alive and well made my heart skip a beat.

I returned the smile, and then she walked out. I went back to sleep.

Chapter one complete! I know that this topic is really overdone, but I really wanted to try it out for myself! I hope you liked it!

One more thing: Whose POV would you guys like to see in the future? I'm going to do Percy, Harry, Annabeth and Hermoine, but I'm wondering if I should do more. Comment your thoughts!