The Rough Route To Destiny - a HP &PJ fanfiction
Excited Exchange Students
Hermione POV
(Author's note: This is my first ever fanfiction, so I'll try my best! And Annabeth dies on Circe's Island to save Percy and Annika, daughter (first) of Artemis! She can speak Growl, which is a language of carnivorous predators. She basically is Annabeth in every book. Malcom is the Mark of Athena guy.)
Knock knock. "Mione' , go get the door." came the lazy voice of Ron. I can't say I blame him, the summer holidays are over. Well, almost over. I walked to the door and opened it. Four teenagers - okay, almost young adults - stood by the door. One had flaming red hair with one grey lock, which was tied in a long braid. She had a bead necklace, a Muggle handbag, ripped jeans and a charm bracelet. "Is this the Burrow?" she asked. "Yes. Who are you?" A raven black haired hunk calmly answered. "Exchange students. Where is Mrs. Weasley? We were told to find her." He also had a lock of grey hair. Is it a Muggle trend now? I have to ask dad. Mrs. Weasley poked her head out. "Ah, the de-exchange students. Come on in, please call me Molly." "Sure, Molly." the redhead said.
I led them inside. "Welcome to the Burrow. I'll bring them to the living room, if that's okay with you, Mrs. Weasley?" She waved her hand dismissively. "Bring them there. And Hermione, dear, please call me Molly." So I led them there. "Wow. Who are these people?" asked Fred, eying the redhead. Everyone including Harry looked up in interest.
"Hi. I'm Annika Fesda, one of the American Exchange Students. How are you?" George wolf whistled and the Harry-lookalike put his arm protectively around her waist. "Perseus Jackson, s- please call me Percy." George looked disappointed. The two sat down beside Harry. A pale boy stepped forward. He had a aura of darkness around him. "Nico Di Angelo." A Goth (I assume) girl said "Thalia. If you ask about my surname, you will eat my fist." Nico rolled his eyes. "Why are you threatening the nice people we're staying with?" They sat down together as well. Fred sighed. "So none of these beautiful ladies are available?" George continued to make goo-goo eyes at Annika. "Nope. We're just a couple of couples." Percy said, smirking. "Just my luck." said Fred.