Author's Note

Hey everybody who thinks that this is a decent story! Anyway, I just want to let you know a few things,

1)I actually have busier weekends than I do week days. I'll post as often as I can, but I have a life besides this

2)Thank you, thank you, thank you to all of you who reviewed! It made my sunburnt day!

3)Sorry for OOC-ness. The parts about Percy's stay in Tartarus are from TackAttacks story Tartarus, so I would go check it out! The only difference, is that it happened in the time frame of HOO and Annabeth was with him

4) Thank you Boogalee99 for being my beta!

5)All of these chapters have been done on my phone

6) First review gets a sneak peek of the next chapter!

Disclaimer Αυτή η ιστορία ΔΕΝ είναι δικό μου. Οι χαρακτήρες ανήκουν στους δημιουργούς τους, take a guess as to what this means

Here you go, chapter 2

Chapter 2 Harry POV

After the war, Hogwarts mandated that everyone repeat the prevues year, due to "inadequate teaching". So I was going back to Hogwarts, and Hermione was absolutely thrilled. I've been living at Grimwald Place, and fixing it too it's former glory. I've even found a deal with Mrs. Black, and now she'll rarely scream, which was a heroic task in itself. I Apperated in front of the Burrow, where Mrs. Weasly had invited me to stay a few days before we had to catch the train to school.

I raised my hand and knocked on the door to the Weasley's house, and was immediately tackled by Ron and Ginny. Ron slapped me on the back hard, and Ginny pecked my cheek, and said, "Come on in Harry, mum's been dying to see you, and marvel on how fast we've grown up."

"Wonderful! I've been waiting for that all summer. How have you guys been?" I asked

It was Ron who answered, " We're fine. Fred's still laid up, but the joke store is doing well." Most people had thought Fred to had died in the war, but he was only severely injured. He's been laid up ever since.

"I can't wait to see everyone." I said as Ginny twined our hands together, and we walked into the kitchen, where Mrs. Weasly was cooking up a storm. When she saw me, I was tackled in a mammoth hug, and several "How are you Harry, dear?"'s. I said

"I'm fine Mrs. Weasly! Thanks for letting me stay."

"Oh no problem dear! Hermione will be so glad to see you! She's upstairs, keeping an eye on Fred for me. Why don't you go say hello?" I climbed the rickety stairs to the second landing and opened the door to the twins room. I popped my head in and saw Fred lying on his bed, propped up by pillows, and Hermione perched on a chair next to him, reading what was presumably a textbook for the upcoming year.

"Hey Hermione! What's up Fred?" I greeted my friends.

"Hi Harry! I'm just keeping an eye on Fred for Mrs. Weasly."

"Mum seems to think I'd get up and go help George at the shop or something! How could I?! Everyone's been watching me like a hawk! Oh, and dad has something to tell the lot of you when he gets home." He looks at Ron and Ginny in the doorway and grinned.

_an hour later_

Mrs. Weasly was getting frantic. Mr. Weasly should have been home from his job at the Ministry of Magic five minutes ago. She was watching that magic clock of hers like a mother bear, when suddenly, Mr. Weasly's arrow turned from 'at work' to 'traveling', and then 'home' when he opened the kitchen door.

"Oh Arthur! Where were you?"

" Just work, Molly, some exploding tea kettles, nothing to worry about! Hello Harry, Hermione, Ginny, Ron." We all sat down for dinner, and Mrs. Weasly brought up a mountain of food for Fred.

After dinner, Mr. Weasly began to speak," We will be hosting your newest DADA teacher until you catch the train! Isn't it great! You four will know the new teacher before any other student, and you can really get to know him. Although, there are a few complications. Like ourselves, the witches and wizards of America have just come out of a war, he was right in the middle of it, the poor lad. We have to go pick him up from the Areo-pot, I think that's how you say it. Any questions? Yes, Hermione?"

"First, it's the airport, Mr. Weasly. And who is he? What's his name? Where's he from? What education does he have?" Oh Hermione...

"The airport? That's it! The airport! Who is he? Your new DADA teacher, of course! His name is Perseus Jackson, but prefers Percy. He's from New York, in America, isn't it exciting?" Mr. Weasly ignored Hermione's last question. "We're picking him up tomorrow!" Everyone seemed content with that, except Hermione, who was probably still bursting with questions. It was getting late, so Ron and I said goodnight to the girls and hiked the remaining stairs to his room at the top of the house.

Percy POV

"Thank you once again for flying with us today, we will soon begin our descent to London, England! Thank you!" The overly peppy flight attendant said. The whole ride to London I was in my seat, tensed up, my knuckles white on the armrests, and my seatbelt as right as I could bear. Uncle Zeus was in a decent mood! I wasn't blasted out of the sky, so all was somewhat well. All was also well, because the day after Chiron spoke to me, I woke up with a list of spells (I think that's what they are) inside my head. The rest I'll just have to wing. Wise Girl would have had the most elaborate plan, but this'll do.

As I exited the machine straight to Nico's dad, I remembered (somehow, I guess I'm not as much of a Seaweed Brain as everyone thinks!) to look for a group of redheads with a sign that I probably won't be able to read, by luggage claim. I came off the escalator and looked for the redheads, when I saw him. There was a kid, younger than my 19 years, who probably could have been my twin. He was tall-ish with deep black hair, and green eyes. The few differences were while our eyes where similar, his were emerald, while mine are sea green. He's also a bit pale, and doesn't have as much muscle. I lost some when Annabeth and I where in that stupid hell hole, because our diet- Annabeth. How's she holding up? Stupid ADHD brain! I need to concentrate! The boy was with a group of redheads and a girl with bushy brown hair, and the older looking redhead was holding a sign, probably with my name on it. What was his name? Arthur? Yeah, that's right. I walks over, and saw that there where three redheads, a man, a boy, and a girl. Then there was my twin and the bushy haired girl. I came up to them, and asked the man, "Are you Arthur Weasly?"

Harry POV

Mrs. Weasly woke us (Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and me) up just before the sun rose. We came into the kitchen for breakfast and ate in silence. It was too early for all of us. Soon, a Ministry car pulled up, at 5:47 according to the watch the Weasly's gave me for my 17th birthday. We piled in, and hurried to the airport, hoping to get there before this 'Percy' bloke's flight came in. Mr. Weasley had a ton of fun with all of the muggles, and the muggles where probably who the bloodily hell we are, judging by the looks Ron and Mr. Weasley are getting. Hermione and I know how to dress properly for the muggle world, and Hermione helped Ginny. We waited for about an hour by the baggage claim. Then, we saw him.

Mr. Weasley had shown us pictures (muggle, not wizard pictures) of the bloke last night. He looked a bit like me, but in person there were a few differences.

1) It doesn't look like he got very much sleep, he has bags under his eyes

2) while his eyes are green, they were like the raging sea In a storm, compared to my own emerald orbs

3) he is built! He had very visible muscles

4) he has a deep tan, the kind of tan from spending all your time outside

5) His eyes were not only a different shade of green, but when you looked closely, they looked a bit shattered, like broken glass

The guy came up to Mr. Weasley and asked " Are you Arthur Weasley?"

"Yup! I can assume that you're Perseus Jackson?" The bloke winced at his full name.

"Please, call me Percy. Only my enemies and my dad's family calls me that. Nice to meet you Arthur." Enemies? Who is this guy?, I wondered to myself. The next thing Percy did was rather odd. He gave a slight bow to Mr. Weasley! It was like Mr. Weasley was the queen of England! Mr. Weasley seemed unfazed, however.

" These two are my children, Ron and Ginny," He gestured to my best friend and girlfriend. "And these two are Hermione Granger and Harry Potter." Once again, I was shocked at Percy's oddity. He bowed to me!

"Well, Ron, Ginny, Hermione, Harry, I am Percy Jackson, your new DADA teacher."