Hi fanfiction readers, I'm trying to post chapters as fast as i can, but not too fast so that it looks completely horrible. I give you... chapter TWO! :)

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Chapter 2

Percy's P.O.V.

I stared at the chess pieces as Ron moved them with his voice. "That's awesome!" I had said when Ron had told me. He had nodded excitedly and told me everything else which got boring, but Annabeth seemed very interested. After watching Ron and Hermione play a little while longer, I joined in on Harry, Annabeth and Grover's conversation.

"So, Snape is the head of the Slytherin house?" Annabeth questioned.

"Yeah, and McGonagall is the head of our house, Griffindor."

"And what are the other two houses again?" Grover asked.

"Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw." Harry answered.

"How do you get into them?" I cut in.

Harry glanced at me. "Well, Hufflepuffs are usually very loyal and Ravenclaws are the brilliant ones."

I looked blankly at him. "Why do you like Ravenclaw so much when you're in Griffindor?" I asked cluelessly. Harry gave me a strange look.

"Percy, brilliant is another word smart." Annabeth informed me and I blushed.

"Oh, I don't use the word 'brilliant' like that." I said to Harry, who nodded in understanding.

Grover was frowning. "Wait... if Hufflepuffs are known to be loyal, you'd be a Hufflepuff." Grover said to me.

I shrugged. "So?"

"You wouldn't be Griffindor, the brave."

"I'm brave!" I argued.

Grover shook his head. "I didn't mean that, but your loyalty may be greater than your bravery."

"Oh well, I guess we'll see." I said simply. Grover still looked worried and I punched his shoulder playfully.

"Aw, don't worry about it G-man."

He smiled, looking at me gratefully. "Yeah, of course. Thanks Perce."

I glanced at Harry again. "So, this Sorting Hat reads your mind?"

"Kinda." he responded.

I grinned. "Awesome!"

Mrs. Weasley poked her head into the room. "Dinner!" she called. Everyone hurried into the dining room, picking a seat and sitting down quickly. I glanced around as people came in from other rooms. A girl with red hair who looked a little younger than me sat across from me.

"Hello, I'm Ginny Weasley." she smiled at me, extending her hand.

I smiled back. "Hi Ginny, I'm Percy Jackson." I grabbed her hand lightly, shaking it. We locked eyes, sea-green on warm brown. I finally broke eye contact, she sat down with a confused look on her face. I looked at Harry who seemed a little distraught, his hand twitching.

I leaned over to whisper, "You okay?" He grimaced and nodded sharply. I gave him a suspicious look and two identical twins introduced themselves as Fred and George Weasley. Mrs. Weasley waved her wand and some plates full of food drifted onto the table. I grinned in delight, very hungry. I glanced at Ron.

"Hey, Ron. Do you guys have pizza?" I asked him.

"No, but we have a chicken and ham pie." he pointed to it. I shrugged, close enough. I filled my plate until it was literally impossible to put another scoop of food onto it. I started to eat so fast that everyone stopped talking to look at me. I glanced up, my mouth full of food. I raised my eyebrows questioningly and Hermione muttered something about me being like Ron. I shrugged, continuing to eat. The twins were talking about some joke store called Zonko's while Harry, Hermione and Ron were arguing. I guess they do that a lot because no one seemed fazed.

"So, you're an American?" Ginny asked me and I turned to look at her.

"Yeah,"

"What's it like in America? What state do you live in?" she questioned.

I thought for a moment. "It's very nice there. I really like it," I paused. "I live in New York and go to camp there also, but Annabeth," I pointed to my girlfriend, "lives in California."

Ginny looked shocked. "Isn't California far away from camp?" she asked.

I narrowed my eyes. "Yes... how did you know?"

Her cheeks reddened. "I know a little bit about Th." she answered. I nodded. "Do you think that I could go to that camp?" she asked.

I shook my head, "No, it's only for half-bloods."

Ginny's eyes widened. "Half-bloods! That means that Harry can go!" she exclaimed.

"Harry?" I asked, confused. "Harry's a half-blood?"

Ginny nodded excitedly. "Yeah! His mum's a muggle-born, but his dad is a pureblood! He's a half-blood!"

"Oh, that's not what half-bloods mean at my camp." I told her and her face fell.

"Oh."

"Sorry," I offered and she smiled.

"No, it's fine. So, are you excited about Hogwarts?" Ginny questioned.

"Yeah, it's gonna be great!" I was really curious to see what this Hogwarts was all about. "I'm assuming we need wands?" I told her and she nodded.

"Oh yeah. Mum has your wands." Ginny turned to her mom. "Mum, can they have their wands?"

Mrs. Weasley glanced at her daughter. "Oh yes!" she jumped up and hurried off to get our wands. Soon Mrs. Weasley came back with three slim boxes. She handed me one and gave the other ones to Grover and Annabeth.

I read the tag. "Percy Jackson. Thirteen inches made of beech and a core of mermaid hair?" I frowned. "Cool?"

Ginny giggled. "What's yours made of, Annabeth?" she asked.

Annabeth glanced at hers. "Eleven inches made of holly and an owl feather core."

"Mine is made of elm with... troll whisker? Oh gross!" Grover made a face while Ginny collapsed into giggles. I shook my head, grabbing his wand and examining it.

"That's weird." I stated, handing it back to him. Annabeth shoved me.

"Man of many words." she muttered and I glared at her.

"Hey!" I protested. "I can say lots of words!"

"I'm sure you can, Percy." she patted my shoulder.

I ignored her, turning to Harry. "So... what do we say? ALAKAZAM! ABRACADABRA!" I shouted, poking Grover with my wand.. Everyone winced, covering their ears.

"That's not a spell." Hermione told me. "One spell is Expelliarmus, but don't use it!" she said hurriedly as I raised my wand, preparing to cast the spell.

I frowned. "Why not?"

"Because you can get expelled for using magic outside of Hogwarts." Ron piped up.

I lowered my wand, setting it on the table. "Oh."

"So, tell me about this wizard and witch camp." Hermione said.

"Uh," I glanced at Annabeth who shrugged. "Well, we fight and train with magic and stuff." I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to think of things that we do that are magical.

Ron furrowed his eyebrows. "How can you fight with magic if you don't have wands?" he asked. My eyes widened in alarm. I did not think of that.

Luckily Annabeth saved me. "Not actual magic. Our rule is when you turn fifteen you can finally use real magic. Before that, you have to pretend. Safety issues."

I realized that I hadn't eaten a lot and quickly stuffed my mouth. "You pretend? You've never cast a spell yet?" Harry's eyebrows lifted in shock as we nodded in agreement. "Wow, that's pretty sad, no offence. I guess you'll be a bit behind, but no worry, we'll help you." Harry assured us.

"We know how to cast a spell." I blurted out without thinking. Annabeth gave me a annoyed look.

"You do?" Harry questioned.

"I meant that we are pretty sure we know how to cast a spell. Our camp teachers taught us a little bit." I muttered, getting out of my seat. I walked up to the room I was sleeping in with Grover and Annabeth, and sat down on the bed. Were we going to get caught so early in the quest?

Sorry this took so long, school is really laying it on thick right now. Hopefully it was enjoyable. Please review, it means a lot. The next chapter should be up on Wednesday!

-PJOFanatic101