Quick A/N: Matt, I'm not rewriting it. If you don't like it, then go read another fanfiction. Simple. (IMPORTANT A/N AT THE BOTTOM.)

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"Alright, let's cut the act." I said, crossing my arms. "I'm invited to a school for witches and wizards. Why? I'm a lot of things, but I'm pretty sure I'm not a wizard. Or a witch."

"It's... a rather difficult story. But please, take my word when I say this. You're a wizard, Percy."

Great.

Just great.

Harry's POV.

When the guy walked in, I saw he had muscle. His sea green eyes were full of confusion, obviously he had no idea why we were there. I didn't even bother hiding my anger. I was looking into the eyes of my parents-killers- grandson. I know the saying is don't make first impressions or whatever, but I really wasn't feeling that vibe. I didn't ask Dumbledore who his grandmother was. It would probably make me hate him more. After Dumbledore said he was a wizard, he got more confused, and... concerned?

"Wait," He said, "Are you sure your not confusing me for someone else? Or... Like..." He said, trying to find the right word. Something was up with him. Well, something else then what's already up with him. I glanced over at Dumbledore, to see if he had caught on. He didn't.

"Trust me," Dumbledore said, "We know it's you."

The poor guy looked uneasy, like he felt like we were playing a trick on him. "Who's that kid?" He finally asked, looking at me.

"Harry Potter." I said, keeping it short and simple.

"Oh... Cool." He said.

"Well, do you accept our invitation? " Dumbledore asked.

"I'm assuming I don't have much of a choice, but uh. I kind of have to run this by with my girlfriend. But... for now I don't see why not?"

"Wonderful. We will see you tomorrow. We will be going to get your owl and wand, and we already have the minor things for you." Dumbledore said.

"Alright..." Percy said, still on edge.

"Good day, Percy." Dumbledore said.

"Yeah... Bye..." He said. And with that Dumbledore and I apparated.

"Well that went well." I said.

"It went great compared to him knowing who he was." Dumbledore said. "Not that he would understand it very much. I'm sure he'll find out in due time, but for now we must keep quiet about this, alright? There is to be no rumors floating around."

Percy's POV

I think I've made it pretty damn obvious, but I was confused. A wizard? Were they confusing me for a demigod? I wanted to ask them, but if they weren't I could open a whole new door for questions. Either way, if this was true, I couldn't be more special than I already was. Honestly. Son of Poseidon, the hero of the camp. What's next, nephew to the king of Wizard Land? With a sigh, I turned towards my mom.

"Did you know?" I asked.

She hesitated before giving me a straight answer. "I didn't know that it would affect you, Percy. I really didn't. I... thought that because of your father, It would cancel, and it wouldn't be important." When she looked at me, it was apparent that she felt guilty.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked. I wasn't going to get mad at her, she always did things for the good.

"Because, you had too much on your plate. It could be dangerous for you as well." She said. I nodded. Now I knew they weren't lying.

I sighed, and nodded as I scratched at my head. "Got it. If you don't mind, I think I'm going to go for the beach a little. Would you want to come with me?" Honestly, I wanted to be alone. I needed some time to think. She picked up on that, and shook her head.

"Dinner's in the oven. I'd love to join, but I can't. Are you going to drive?"

"Mmhm."

"Keys to the Prius are on the hook by the door. Be safe. Don't get into trouble."

"Me? Get in to trouble? I'd never." I said with a slight smirk. We gave each other a hug, before I walked outside, climbing into the Prius. As I was driving to the one and only Montauk, I kind of just got lost in thought.

Once I got there, it was nice. Really nice. It was quiet, almost no one was there. I hopped out of the car, and started to make my way to the water. At this point, I got that feeling that every demigod got when they realized things were too nice. Call it our godly spidey senses, but it was almost always right. Almost. I stopped in walked, to examine my surroundings. Water was okay. No signs of any Minotaurs, which was always a bonus.

"Percy!" Someone yelled. If someone was video taping that, they would've seen me jump a mile. My heart pounding from the scare, I turned around to see Jason. He walked towards me, smiling.

"Hey bro." I forced a smile. It's not that I didn't like seeing him, it's more like the adrenaline was still rushing through me.

"Did I scare you?" He asked, snickering as he plopped onto the sand.

"No, not at all." I said with heavy sarcasm, sitting down next to him. "What are you even doing here, man?"

"Pipes and I wanted a romantic day at the beach before we decided to head back to Rome. This was the closest, and most quiet beach around. When you're here you don't have to worry about people. Anyways, what are you doing here?"

"Hm. I wonder what I, Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, am doing at the beach." I deadpanned.

"You know what I meant. What-" He was cut off by a loud scream, and a woman pointing at the ocean. Immediately, we both looked up to see what the hell was going on now. That's when I saw it. A giant wave. Why. Why now. Why couldn't I get five minutes, just five minutes of relaxation without something messing up? I looked over at Jason, to see his hand gripped around his imperial gold sword. I rolled my eyes. "What are you going to do, stab the tsunami? What's with romans and going to stab water."

"That story about Emperor Caligula going to stab water to wage war on Neptune was not true-"

"Please, save it and let me feel smart for trying to make that reference." I said, before going into serious-mode. Together, we ran up to the shore. My gods, the wave was so huge. And I had no idea what was causing it. "Stay here." I said to Jason, before bolting into the water. I could feel the increase of my energy, the power rushing through me as I walked into the water. The wave wasn't that far away. I closed my eyes to concentrate, blocking out the screams of the poor woman who had alerted us to the threat. I held up my hands, and felt the same tug in my gut. It was painful, though. This was hard. I opened my eyes to notice I was only stopping it, not making it go down. I cursed under my breath, realizing the severity of the situation. I narrowed my eyes as I tried again, this time using a different strategy. I imagined Annabeth being here. I imagined doing this for her. Doing this for Jason. I think it was working, but I couldn't tell. I knew that even in the water, this was taking a lot out of me.

After what seemed like forever, I heard someone yelling my name. I opened my eyes to see the wave was gone. Some things were racing away from the scene. It was like a flock of birds, but way too fast. I was breathing heavily as I looked over at Jason, noticing the look of surprise on his face. I admit. It was pretty impressive. Sluggishly, I walked to the shore.

"Percy? Dude, are you okay?" Jason rushed over, his sword now gone. I nodded.

"I'm fine, it was just a wave." I said as I took a step onto land. The minute I stepped out of the water, a felt my head begin to throb. Every muscle in my body began to ache. My vision went blurry, and my balance messed up as I literally fell into Jason. He caught me, and stood me upright.

"Percy, you need to rest for the love of the gods." He said, walking me back over to the water so I could stop using him as a living crutch. He fished for something in his pocket, before taking out a wrapped up piece of ambrosia. "I was going to save this for the way back to Camp Jupiter, but I think you need it more." I took it, standing up straight on my own. I didn't even have the energy to keep myself dry, and I felt the water soak into my shoes. I happily ate the square of ambrosia, feeling it take it's effect. We both knew that wasn't going to be enough, but at least it helped. "I'm going to take you back to camp, alright?" He sounded like a concerned brother. I simply shook my head.

"Can't. Got plans tomorrow." I sat down in the water, laying back. It felt so nice. It was going to be hell when I got out.

"You can't stay in the ocean forever, Aquaman."

"Watch me, Sparky."

We both chuckled quietly, and I sat up. He had a point. I couldn't stay in the ocean forever, despite how much I wanted to. I walked out, feeling the negative effects once again. The thing is this time, I could mostly walk on my own. Together, we walked to the car and started to drive to camp. I was so frustrated. Why did it take that much to take the wave down? What caused it? And why?

IMPORTANT A/N: This is now nowhere near chapter 3. I don't want to delete it for personal reasons, so just don't read on. You can if you want, but I'm saying right now it's not going to line up. Stay tuned for the next edited chapter!