Sorry 'bout that first chapter, by the way. But I figured nobody can tell about someone better than the person themself. And now that I look back on it, that section sounded extremely mysterious. It was my sister's fault, I swear. Don't worry, the rest of the story won't be as depressing. I promise it'll have unicorns and rainbows and fireworks and Cedric Diggory and everything. Oooh, that last one got your attention.

Anyway, my name is anonymous, but you can call me Destiny or Fate or God or Death or anything you want. Except please don't call me Death, I control life as well and I don't want to steal thunder from The Book Thief. Anyway, hi, I'm your narrator. I have infinite knowledge into the world I am about to tell, and can bend it to my will. Damn, that sounded better in my head. But I wasn't lying about unicorns and rainbows and fireworks and Cedric Diggory. I'll even open with a rainbow, whenever I open, hopefully soon.

Don't worry, if you are, I won't make any of the characters doing something extremely stupid, such as a tap dance in the middle of the Great Hall (unless math or science was particularly hard that day)- oh, crap. As River Song would say, "Spoilers". I won't slip up again. But dang it, you must know from the first section Percy Jackson is in it, and I just made a Harry Potter reference…

Dammit.

Hey, I love reading, I ain't spending time with suspense unless I know full well the reader has no way of figuring it out. I hate it when authors stall a reveal that is painfully obvious. Hate to say it, but the man himself ole' Uncle Ricky Riordan does it too much, it is one of the only two thing I don't like about the series, other than that the PJO series is way too much like Harry Potter. Read the two in quick succession (starting with Potter) and you'll understand.

Anyway, Percy Jackson goes to Hogwarts. No shit, right? You know what, I'll just start with my rainbow, because I'm in a good mood.

Actually, quick note. I'm not an idiot, I know what Ilvermorny is. I'll explain later, or at least Dumbledore will to Percy. Shit. Another spoiler. Or background, I don't know. No Voldemort has existed, ever. That's how I'm going to make Cedric appear, I'm not gonna pull something as stupid as the shithole that is the Cursed Child.

Percy Jackson woke up. Hurrah. He had fallen asleep to the rain last night, which felt extremely soothing. But he felt weird. As though he was forgetting something. He shrugged it off. Must be early-morning wooziness. As you can tell, my vocabulary is simply superb. But Google Docs says wooziness isn't a word . That sucks. Hell, I'll use it anyway. And the second time I spelled it Docs said it's right, it's just stupid like that.

Percy opened his curtain and was greeted with the wonderful sight of (hey guess what it is) a rainbow. He smiled. What a way to start the day. His mom suddenly barged in.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

Yes, you're right. I chose Percy's eleventh birthday to start on. Hey, what's gonna happen today? I wonder! No Hagrid, sorry, but you'll like my choice.

Percy's mouth widened into a huge grin and his mom collapsed on his bed. "Another year gone, kiddo."

Then she shot up and grabbed his arm, dragging him downstairs.

Percy smiled at the blue waffles sitting on the counter. And they ate.

And they ate.

So much that I'm surprised they didn't throw up.

The day was full of fun and games until the knock on the door came around high noon. If you didn't think of McCree when I said that I'm suing you.

Sally answered it and there was a man that you the reader must be very familiar with, although Sally and Percy were not. The man's head was slightly round, and he was average height. Know him yet? If not, I'll say his name in a few paragraphs. He was twisting around in the motions to pop his back. "Those- ow- cross country- ow- apparitions- never get- better." Then a massive crack came from his back and he sighed in relief.He finally noticed Sally and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry. My body was just put under a particular amount of stress for some time. May I come in?"

Sally, though still looking confused, stepped aside and Neville Longbottom stepped into the apartment. Percy called from the other room. "Mom? Who is it?"Sally did not answer, and Neville walked into the living room. He spotted Percy. "Ah, the birthday boy himself! Happy Birthday, kid." Percy was too shy to say that he wasn't a kid anymore. Even after being raised by someone as outgoing as Sally. He simply nodded and looked at his mother, who had just walked in.

"Who are you?"

Neville laughed. "Oh, I'm sorry. My name is Neville Longbottom. I'm a teacher and have come to tell you that you've been accepted into a very special school. 'S called Hogwarts.""Never heard of it.""Never will. Oh, sorry, I recently watched Transformers, it's a reflex. Anyway, this may come as a shock, but Percy- you're a wizard."Percy's eyes widened and he glanced at her mother. She looked equally shocked as he felt.

Percy looked back at Neville. "Like the ones in the movies?"

Neville sighed. Americans. And yes, I am American, and for everybody in different countries, we know we are stupid. Most of us, at least (*cough* Trump *cough*). We just choose to ignore it. And even as stupid as we are, we're still cooler than other countries (I didn't say better, I said cooler, don't rage on me now England even though my opinion is that we're better).

"Yes, like the ones in the movies."

Percy grinned. "So I have secret powers and can summon fire from my hands and-"

Neville laughed. "Quite possibly you could, after a bit of training."

Sally piped in. She had recovered from herself. "You guys don't know what's coming to you."

Neville cringed. "Er, I forgot to mention- Hogwarts is in Scotland."

Sally's eyes raised. "As in Britain Scotland?"

"The Braveheart Scotland?" Percy piped in.

Neville smiled. "Both the Britain Scotland and the Braveheart Scotland, no worries. But I was told I have to have you sign a waiver of legal guardianship if we're taking little Percy here halfway across the world."

Sally looked at Percy. "Do you want to go?"

Percy nodded, but frowned and look at Neville. "Will I be able to call her?"

Neville shook his head. "No, but you can write letters. Electronics don't work at Hogwarts, there's too much magic in the air."

Percy nodded. He looked back at Sally. "Mom, I want to go."

Sally nodded and beckoned for Neville to give her the waiver. He did.

She signed her name.

Percy was going to Hogwarts. Yay, inciting incident!

Ten minutes later saw Percy under very careful instruction and inspection from Neville Flooing to the Leaky Cauldron in London. He stepped out. It was a simple pub. You know what it looks like, I won't describe it or Diagonal Alley, simply exclaim the shock that hit Percy when he was entered into his room and looked out the window at the place. His mouth dropped and his eyes glowed, and he vowed he would go there tomorrow morning. He didn't know what else he would do anyway.

Neville escorted him to the Leaky Cauldron. Apparently his wife worked at the pub, so he had simply come to work with her. They walked out of the pub and Percy grinned as Neville tapped the correct brick and they receded into the wall. Percy and Neville didn't recede into the wall, the bricks did.

Percy immediately shot off, his ADHD springing into action for the first time in a while, after overcoming the original shock of being introduced to the new world. Neville simply watched him and grinned.

He sprinted up and down the street seven times, taking in every detail surprisingly well for someone who both is sprinting and has dyslexia, therefore rendering him unable to read.

And suddenly, like a man who tripped and fell, he tripped and fell. Right into a man with glasses standing next to a blonde girl that looked about Percy's age. They both turned to him as he got up and patted himself off.

The man smiled. "I would recommend not sprinting as fast as you can in the most crowded place in Wizarding Britain. You're bound to fall eventually."

Percy nodded and smiled. "Yes, sir. Thank you, sir."

You'll see them again. Oh you have no ide- actually I'm guessing you know exactly what has happened. Except maybe the man.

Anyway, Percy walked away and continued to explore at a much slower pace.

And he simply explored for almost a month until the time came.

September 1st.

First actual chapter! How'd I do? I have a good feeling about this is a literally had to completely rewrite it SIX TIMES before being satisfied. And it took a couple weeks of thinking and being busy. My lacrosse season has started, so I'm busy with that every night. But I have a spring break right now, so I'll probably be writing a bunch. Also, I finally finished Heroes of Olympus! Can't wait till I get to Trials of Apollo so I can see what happened to everyone.