I am FREAKING OUT! I have 14 reviews for one chapter, while on my other story, with eight chapters, I have 17. I LOVE YOU ALL! And for whoever asked, if we are pretending Harry Potter is real, then the epilogue must be real, therefore the epilogue must have happened in at least 2007, if not earlier. We are also pretending that Percy Jackson is real, therefore the war ended in way we get the Scorpius, the Lily, the James, the Albus, the Hugo, the Rose, and the Harry/Ron/Hermione/Ginny and everyone else in a nice mix of characters. Yeah, right. I just like my numbers. And sorry Luke is dead, but Gaea ain't here yet. So, no, you can't have everything. Sorry!
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Reviewer of the Chapter: DeathBreath28 (I'm glad you like my humor!)
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Chapter Two: We Don't Believe We Can Fly
Percy's POV
The ride on the plane was TERRIFYING. Despite Chiron's reassurances, I still had my doubts about Zeus's promise. I sat as close as possible to Thalia, praying that he wouldn't blast his only demigod child out of the sky. I kept getting strange looks from the other passengers. I clutched my armrest so hard I was afraid they'd fall off. I wasn't able to sleep, and combining that with my Achilles curse and fear of Zeus, It was not a good mixture. Nico had a similar problem, but I envied him. He fainted out of fear.
When it was announced we could get off; I ran off the plane and stood outside the gate waiting for everyone else. Once I stopped shivering, we made our way over to baggage claim. After we got our luggage, and made sure it was ours, we had Grover and Rachel search for a sign. They spotted a redhead holding a sign that said something like 'LOEWCME WNE GWOHRSAT EHCARTES.' At least it did to me. Grover assured us this was the man we needed to talk to.
I, being the invincible one, had to go up and see if he was a monster. "Are you," I looked down at the paper Chiron had given us. "Arthur… Weasel?"
"Weasly, actually," he responded. "And you are?"
"We're the new Hogwarts teachers," I answered him. "I'm Percy, that's Annabeth, Grover Rachel, Clarisse, Connor, Travis, Nico, Thalia, and Katie." I gestured to each in turn.
"Oh!" he exclaimed. "Professor McGonagall didn't say you were so young! Anyways, c'mon! I need to pick up my grandkids! They'll be attending Hogwarts."
He led us out to a yellow Beetle. I didn't see how we were going to fit in let alone our trunks. But when he opened the back, there was more space there than it was physically possible to fit. I looked at Annabeth, who mouthed 'Magic.' I didn't really care. I just hoped he'd done the same hocus-pocus on the seats.
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Albus's POV
When Granddad pulled up in that old beat-up car of his, I was so excited to be heading back to Hogwarts; I almost didn't notice the other passengers. Almost.
"Granddad, who are they?" I asked as he put my trunk in the back. I pointed to the other teenagers. The oldest looked about 16, while the youngest was more like 13.
He glanced at who I was pointing at, and then answered. "Oh, those are the new Hogwarts teachers. McGonagall had me pick them up from the airport. I'm taking them to the station too."
Dad raised his eyebrows. "Did all the teachers retire? It looks like you have enough to make the full staff."
Granddad just laughed. "I think McGonagall mentioned they would be assisting the current teachers. But Professor Booth did retire. She was such a lovely lady. She said that all the students were too much." He shook his head suddenly, as if clearing it. "Anyways, we still need to pick up Rose and Hugo! We don't want them to worry they'll be late!" And with that he stuck us in the car and drove off.
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Ron's POV
Hermione sighed as she glanced at the muggle clock in the kitchen. "Oh, I hope he gets here soon! I don't want Rose or Hugo to miss the train!" She sighed again, but more impatiently. "What's taking so long?"
Just then Dad's new car pulled up. Hermione shot out of her seat. "Finally! Rose! Hugo! Get down here!" The kids dashed down as Dad rang the doorbell. Unluckily for him, Hermione opened the door. While Dad got his ear lectured off, I helped the kids load their trunks.
"Dad, who are those kids?" I asked, pointing to his other passengers.
He laughed. "Harry said almost the exact same thing. They'll be assisting the teachers in class. But I still wonder who will be taking Defense Against the Dark Arts. Professor Booth retired," he added, seeing my confused expression.
"Well," I sighed. "I just hope it won't be another maniac. We had enough of those."
Then his watch screeched, "You're late!" He glanced at it and jumped.
"Good lord, I am! Must run along! Bye!"
~0o0~
Rose's POV
We rode in the car with two rows of seats facing each other. We got on the side with Albus, James, and Lily.
After Granddad started driving I looked over at the assistant teachers. At least Granddad said they'd be helping the professors. One girl had blonde curls and stormy gray eyes. A boy had curly brown hair and wore a hat covering it. He seemed nervous, and kept glancing out the windows like he expected to be attacked. Two boys looked like twins, with brown hair that was in their eyes. I still have no idea why boys think that looks "cool." One girl had curly brown hair and green eyes the color of new leaves. They all wore orange tee-shirts with strange writing on it and jeans. Another was large and muscled with straight brown hair and brown eyes. She glared at everything she saw. She was wearing the same thing, but had a camouflage jacket over it. There was a redhead with green eyes. She wore a red tee-shirt that said 'RED' on it and jeans covered with marker and holes. There was a black haired girl with electric blue eyes. She had on black jeans and a black tank top with a dark green jacket and black and silver arm warmers. Around her neck was a choker- one with silver points on it. She had a silver diadem in her hair, which seemed a little out of place. There was also a boy with shaggy black hair and black eyes. They were like deep pits of despair. He wore black jeans and an aviator's jacket. He also had on a skull ring. There was another guy sleeping with his head on the blonde's lap. He had black, messy hair kind of like dads, but he was buff. He wore and orange tee-shirt and jeans.
"Hello," I said cheerfully, "My name's Rose. What's yours?"
They all answered. Hat boy was Grover, the look-alikes were Connor and Travis, the girl who had brown hair and green eyes was Katie, camo jacket was Clarisse, Red was Rachel, diadem girl was Thalia, Death Eater boy was Nico. The blonde was Annabeth, and she stopped stroking the sleeping guys hair long enough to say his name was Percy.
"So," I said, "What subjects are you teaching?"
Thalia answered. "I'm taking Astronomy, Death Breath has History of Magic, Seaweed Brain has Defense Against the Dark Arts, goat boy has Care of Magical Creatures, Red has Divination, Wise Girl here has Muggle Studies, the idiots," she jerked a thumb at Connor and Travis- "have Ancient Runes, Green Girl has Herbology, and little miss violent has Weapons Training."
"Wait," I paused. "We don't have a class called Weapons Training."
Nico struck a theatrical pose. "First year class has been offered. Students, even older ones may have no knowledge of anything to do with this class." He dropped the pose. "At least that's what the note said." He shrugged.
The car stopped suddenly, and Percy rolled off the edge of the seats. He leapt up cracking his head on the ceiling. He had sea green eyes that winced with pain. "Ow!" he exclaimed, rubbing the top of his head. Granddad opened the door, letting light flood into the car.
"Hurry up!" he yelled. "We've got to hurry if you want to make it!"
~0o0~
(1) This is where I started playing Fruit Ninja on paper. It works!
Okay, I wanted to add more, but I figured you might be getting a little impatient. Sorry. I have banned myself from reading fan fiction until chapter five is up. So, I will see you all soon! Until then, adios!
