Author's Note: Hey guys, sorry it's been so long. I finally have a new chapter done. It's not as long as the last one (sorry). I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I do not own either Harry Potter or Percy Jackson, both belong to their respective authors (J.K. Rowling and Rick Riordan)
All of us demigods spent most of the night packing for our trip into the wizarding world. I packed lightly, as I hoped that we wouldn't be staying very long. I simply threw a few t-shirts, a couple pairs of jeans, some socks and underwear, and the standard demigod survival materials (nectar and ambrosia, a dagger, a few small knives, just normal stuff), into a blue duffel bag. Looking around my cabin, I realized how few things I actually had at camp.
Deciding I was done, I went over to the Athena cabin to find Annabeth. I know what you're thinking, shouldn't he have been going to bed? Well, the thing is, ever since my and Annabeth's "vacation" in Tartarous, we've been having nightmares. The only thing that helps is sleeping close to each other. Normally, that would be a problem at camp, but I guess Chiron had decided to let it pass so that we wouldn't wake the whole camp up with screams (again…).
"Hey Malcolm," I said as the blond boy opened the door right as I raised my fist to knock.
"Annabeth is in the back," he told me, not even bothering to ask why I was there.
"Thanks," I nodded to him as I went past and forged my way through all the bulletin boards, diagrams, and stacks of books. Thankfully, I managed to make my way to Annabeth without knocking over a single stack (that would've been EXTREMELY bad). When I finally saw her, my beautiful girlfriend was rummaging around in her desk drawers, muttering to herself, and pulling out so many notebooks, binders, and sheets of loose paper that it seemed like she would drown in it.
Sneaking up behind her, I quickly placed my hands over her eyes. Unfortunately, it only occurred to me at the last second that it might not have been the wisest decision to do so. Alas, it was too late to stop the action. Next thing I knew, I was on the ground with Annabeth's knee on my chest and her drakon bone sword to my throat. Looking into her glaring grey eyes, I internally flinched.
"Percy!" she yelled. "Don't do that!" this time, I visibly winced. Her eyes softened, just a little, but it still counts. Seeing my chance, I gave her a hopeful half smile and my patented puppy dog look.
"Sorry, Annabeth," I said sheepishly. "I won't do it again." Her glare finally broke, and she (albeit somewhat reluctantly) let me up.
"You'd better not," I could hear the "or else" that was implied, and gulped, nodding obediently. My girlfriend sure could be scary when she wanted to. Then again, I already knew that.
"So, are you almost done packing?" I asked.
"Sort of," she replied, "I still need to pack my blueprints, and the magic textbooks I got from the Hecate cabin. And then there's the 'in case of emergency' materials, and I need to find my other tennis shoes…" she trailed off into silence, her eyes becoming clouded with thought.
"You can finish packing in the morning, Wise Girl, we need sleep if we're going to be ready to leave in the morning," I said gently. "I'll help you get the rest of your stuff, then we need to go to bed."
"I suppose that you're right," she sighs, "and don't get used to it, you're still a Seaweed Brain." she added as an afterthought, seeing my smug look. Well, there goes that. I knew it was just too good to last. I pouted for a moment, then started helping Annabeth gather her packed bags and find the other things she was missing still. After she was satisfied with her packing (Finally! It takes sooooo long! OOPS! She saw the look on my face and guessed what I was thinking! AHH!), I grabbed one of her bags while she took the other and we headed over to my cabin to sleep. We used to alternate cabins, but her siblings complained that I snored too much (and Malcolm said I still drool).
I opened the door and we set her bags down next to my backpack by the doorway. I caught a disapproving look being sent my way, and somehow I knew I would end up with at least a duffel bag before we left in the morning. I walked over to the bed and lay down, facing Annabeth. "Come on, Wise Girl. We gotta have you sharp in the morning."
She gave a look that said, "I'm always sharp, and if you think I'm not, my blade surely is", but she came over and lay down next to me anyway. She snuggled into me and I wrapped my arms around her.
"Good night Wise Girl."
"G'night Seaweed Brain.
In the morning I woke to light flooding into the cabin. And a bucket of ice cold water in my face. Luckily for me, I don't get wet unless I want to get wet. So a bucket of water is not the best way to wake me up. Looking around for the culprit, I spotted Leo running out the door with a bucket in his hand. I scanned the room for Annabeth, and found her standing by a blue duffle bag which I assumed was filled with my clothes and anything else she determined essential.
"Oh good, you're finally awake. Help me carry all of this up to the hill, we're almost late," she said by way of greeting.
"Well good morning to you too sunshine," I grumbled. But nevertheless, I stood up and grabbed a couple bags from her hands. I was about to head out the door when she stopped me.
"Percy, aren't you forgetting something?" I looked down and saw my pajamas.
"Oh yeah. Hehe, oops," I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly.
"Get changed, I'll meet you outside." She strode out the door as I turned back to my dresser. I saw a set of clothes laid out on top of it. Apparently, my girlfriend doesn't trust me to pick out my own clothes. Looking in my drawers, I saw that she had good reason not to. Annabeth had taken the liberty of packing all my decent clothing and all that was left in the drawers were ripped jeans and t-shirts with holes in them (even though those are the most comfortable in my opinion). After I threw on the clothes Annabeth had left me, I met her outside my door and we walked up to the hill. I saw all the other demigods that were going with us already gathered there. Smirking, I snapped my fingers and drenched Leo in seawater.
"DUDE! NOT COOL!" he yelled at me. Frank started snickering.
"I told you not to try and wake him up with a bucket of water," Calypso told Leo.
"Aw, come on! No one messes with the Super-Sized McShizzle!" Leo started flexing, and generally making a fool of himself.
"Is that so, runt?" questioned Clarisse. She was fingering her electric spear. Leo gulped and backed away.
"Um…yes?" he squeaked before running off to hide behind Piper. "Pipes help me! I've pissed off the scary Ares girl!" he stage whispered. Piper just looked at him, unimpressed.
"Now children, calm down," Chiron came up the hill in his wheelchair, Dumbledore, James Potter, and Sirius Black following in his wake. Everyone glared at the wizards, and I made awkward eye contact with Sirius before looking away. "You will be traveling to England via a magical device called a portkey," Chiron explained as he help out an old newspaper. "All of you must place a finger on this paper, and then off you go."
Seeing the apprehensive looks on my friends' faces, I surprised everyone by being the first to move forward and place a finger on the paper. After a nod from me, Annabeth and Thalia followed my example. The rest of the group cautiously followed their example. The three wizards also moved forward and touched the portkey.
"Best of luck to you all," said Chiron, meeting my eyes.
"And we're on our way," said Dumbledore, that damnable twinkle in his eye. Everything started spinning and my vision went black for a moment before my feet touched ground.
"Welcome, guests, to Number 12 Grimmauld Place."
P.S. Author's Note: this is probably how most of my updates will be, I'm sorry but I am really not good with schedules (especially when writing)