A.N. Okay, I LIED! This is up later than usual...super sorry, but I was at camp last week. Enjoy the chapter, it's very together. (HP, PJO)
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Nico's POV: (This one is for you glistening moon!)
That night, I had successfully NOT broken anything while going to bed. All of the other Slytherins weren't exactly friendly to me, but I was okay with that. The most annoying two were in the others' year, Crabbe and Goyle. I could tell they were stupid because they were listening to this PRICK Draco Malfoy. He acted like he owned the school, but I saw right through him. I was rather good at that.
Anyway, at least I was getting some sleep after shadow traveling five other people across an ocean and INSIDE a CASTLE! Then of course I saved their freaking lives, absolutely normal.
"Hey new kid, where are you lot from?"
The voice came from a tall and mean looking boy who was obviously two years older than me ALREADY, plus I was extremely short.
"The planet Neptune."
Four more boys came over, one of them looking shocked. "Really? That's so- YOU'RE LYING!"
I rolled my eyes.
"Well duh, I'm from the states. You know, America?" And the Underworld, and a magical casino that prevents you from getting older because I was born 70 years ago. Not that I told them that...
"Cool..." The second boy breathed, then noticing the other boys' looks. "I mean, that is so lame. England is far cooler than the states of America United."
Were all the people in this school this dumb?
"It's the United States of America, Andrew! You are so idiotic sometimes." The first one was obviously like this Malfoy character, snotty and thinking that they owned the world. He turned to me.
"My name is Hartford Fredrick Hammerstein- Colbert. You may know my father as a duke, or my grandfather as a count." I tried not to roll my eyes, 'You may know my father as the guy who can kill people, and a god too.' (I didn't really say that)
"Well anyway Nico, Good night!" Andrew said brightly, turning to find his bed. He didn't seem very smart, but why exactly was he a Slytherin? Well, it meant ambitious and cunning- I better watch out.
Someone dimmed the lights, and I slipped under the thick green blanket. Much better than sleeping in the Underworld, but still kind of scary. None of us knew anything about this place, and I was pretending to be fifteen. Oh yeah, what could POSSIBLY go wrong?"
Percy POV:
That morning, I got up around seven. At camp, this would be considered LATE so of course I was the only one awake. I got dressed in the long, black robes that were next to me. Then I noticed a schedule next to me, so obviously I read it aloud to find out exactly what this magical school was all about.
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Perseus Jackson, Gryffindor 6th year:
8:00
Great Hall Opens
9:00-10:25
Transfiguration
10:30-11:55
Potions
12:00
Lunch
1:00-3:55
Defense Against the Dark Arts (Double)
7:00
Dinner
9:30
Library Closed
10:00
Lights Out!
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This was only today, it had several sheets of parchment attached to it. Yes, I did say parchment. I sighed and looked at what else was given to me. Books, a hat, gloves, more robes, a tie, gray fleece clothing, even more robes, a few pieces of money, a few more robes, some boots, and a note.
The note was written in thin, loopy writing and signed Albus Dumbledore. I opened it up with a sigh, more reading?
Dear Mr. Jackson,
Please come to my office, along with Miss. Grace to try out a few wands out. Mr. Di Angelo, Mr. Underwood, and Miss Chase will join you.
Albus Dumbledore
Wands? Was he serious? Sweet...
I left the dorm and went over to the common room to wait for Thalia. She of course, was already there, reading a book found in the tall shelves.
"Good morning sleepy head." She said dryly, slamming the novel closed and meeting my eyes. "You're up late."
"I know, but I also got a note."
"A note? That explains so much Seaweed Brain." Thalia smirked and I rolled my eyes.
"The Dumbledore dude said we're gonna get wand today, we're supposed to head over." Thalia looked at me and we both nodded, sort of a secret code for 'Let's do this'.
The stone halls were silent, far unlike last night. Thalia and I wondered for a bit, until we remembered that neither one of us had any idea where his office was. Thalia was the first to spot a teacher and I recognized her as the one that led sorting.
"Um, excuse me? Professor?"
She turned sharply, as if we were doing something wrong by being awake this early.
"Yes? Mr. Jackson and Miss, Grace, am I correct?"
We both nodded politely as she continued to stare at us. "Yes?"
Thalia took charge, "Professor Dumbledore left us a note saying that we needed to come see him in his office. Could you please tell us where that is?"
She looked slightly unconvinced, but nodded. "Go down these stairs, through that hallway, around that, above that, and you'll be there." (I have no idea where his office is)
We said our thanks and took of towards the direction she had pointed. Non surprisingly, the castle was hard to navigate through. Surprisingly, we only got lost twice before reaching a door that seemed grand enough to be the headmaster's. It however, was flanked by two stone gargoyles that somehow looked menacing. (If something made of stone can scare you..)
"Uh, how exactly are we supposed to get in?" Thalia asked slowly, as if I knew the answer.
"I don't know!"
Both of us jumped, and Annabeth took her cap off, looking frustrated. "I've been here for ten minutes, they just won't let me in!"
"Hey you guys!"
I'm sure you can guess which three people, (two people, one hybrid) were. The six of us together tried saying things, punching it, shadow traveling in, shooting it with bolts of lightning...guess what? It didn't work.
Finally, the steps swiveled down.
We all gaped, even Thalia who sees bears dancing the tonga on a regular basis. (Don't ask)
Dumbledore seemed to emit authority, you could tell that power was seeping through his aura, yet he simply smiled when he saw us.
"Sorry about all of this, I suppose I forgot to tell you the password."
"Password? You have got to be kidding me." Rachel muttered, completely annoyed by lack of sleep.
Dumbledore led us up the stairs, and then they started to move. No, not escalator like since it too was made from stone, but it spiraled upward and into the door with a Griffin. (Get it, Griffin door, Grif- Never mind)
"So, I expect you all slept well?"
None of us answered, years of training and battling Kronos have taught us to let the other guy explain it first.
"Good, anyways, since you are in a magical school; you should have wands to let your magical cores seep through. They will make performing magic easier, and act as your arm during classes. Except for you Miss Dare, I do believe all of you have magical cores. Am I correct?"
No one answered.
"I thought so, now!" He clapped his hands together. Time to try you out for wands, our wand maker brought in a few hundred for you to try. Go ahead, find one that you think is right."
I walked around, picking up a few, but nothing seemed to FEEL good. I like the look, or the smell, or the length of others, but not all at once. Annabeth was the first to find one.
"Oh!" She said, surprised. The minute she touched one, it let out a few bronze sparks. We all froze, and the old man's face turned into a smile.
"Well done! Let's see, Dragon Heartstring- 10 ½ inches, cherry wood. You may have this until you decide to leave, actually, just keep it. Now go on! All the rest of you!"
Eventually, I was the only one who hadn't found a wand. Grover's was 11 ½ inches, vine, and Unicorn hair. Thalia had Oak, 11 inches, and unicorn hair. Nico's was yew, 9 ½ inches, and Phoenix feather.
I had literally tried every wand. Twice. But none of them seemed to work, until Dumbledore finally found one in a corner.
"Ollivander said I might need this one, it's not one of usual wands. 12 inches, willow, and 1 thread of mermaid's hair."
As soon as it brushed my fingers, beams of green-blue light appeared in the room, as if I was underwater. I caught Annabeth's eye, this wasn't by coincidence.
However, it was too late to do anything about it. Breakfast was going to be over in 15 minutes and then there were classes. Fortunately, we had all brought our belongings to Dumbledore's meeting and we all raced to the Great Hall. Thankfully, there seemed to be at least thirty students already in there .
We all split for different tables, and I found myself sitting next to Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley if I remembered right.
"Um, good morning." I said politely, while stuffing my face with pancakes and maple syrup.
They immediately whipped around, uncannily like the professor we had met before. "When did you get here?" The one called Ron said rudely.
"Like, five seconds ago."
He looked relieved. "Good, I thought that you overheard us talking about-"
"Ron!"
The girl, Hermione, hit him and he stopped talking. I tried to pretend that I didn't hear a word they said, but the trio continued talking in hushed tones.
Even my oh so amazing ears couldn't catch anything.
But eventually, I had finished with breakfast and it was time for my first class: Transfiguration. I asked Hermione which way the classroom was and what I needed.
"It's down this hall, up those two flights of stairs , and around the left corner. You'll need your wand, parchment and quill, and then Advanced Transfiguration and The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 6.
I looked in the small bag that Dumbledore had provided us, now noticing why it was so heavy. It had these two, plus two other, books inside. And two bottles of ink, one blue and one black, plus a bundle of parchment and a case for my new wand.
"Thanks, is that where you're going?"
She nodded brightly, and I followed them three to the exit. I motioned for Thalia, Annabeth, and Grover. Rachel wasn't taking any Non-Theory subjects, except Divination. (Well duh.)
They all followed me, along with several more students, with Hermione Granger leading the way and taking us towards our first class at a magical school. Yeah. Totally normal.
Soon, we reached a tall door that was slightly open with a few students already in their seats. The professor was the same one that we saw earlier, and nodded with recognition. We stood awkwardly, we weren't sure if anyone else were coming or not.
"You: Mr. Jackson, Miss Grace, Mr. Underwood, and Miss Chase, may sit at these four desks. We took our positions, and pulled out Advanced Transfiguration as everyone else did. Our teacher (Professor Mcgonagol) cleared he throat.
"As you can see, we have four students joining our classes. Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Grover Underwood, and Thalia Grace. They will be starting where we started and will be taking a few extra classes to keep them here, at your level. Now, please turn to page 24 and read the page on the spell-"
I turned quickly, and found to my dismay that the books were not in ancient Greek. The words were moving, and rearranging themselves so much, my head felt like it was going to explode. I heard Annabeth moaning behind me, and Thalia breathing heavily. Only Grover seemed engrossed in the book.
My loving girlfriend raised her hand.
"Excuse me? But me and these two have problems reading this book, we three have dyslexia and-"
The teacher sighed.
"Agnosco Libri!"
As if by magic (Well, it was by magic...) the worlds translated themselves into greek, and we all smiled. Annabeth jotted down what she heard from our teacher, so she could do that for Nico and all of our other books later.
Chapter 3: How to Disillusion Objects:
First you must concentrate on the object, following the rules as stated in the year 1415 by the scholar Sir Edmund Von Trap, the laws clearly state that the energy pointed towards the spell that you use must be less than the energy described as the spell was written. You must then decide how large or small your object is, smaller than a breadbox will result in subtracting additional energy otherwise imploding as too much energy will overload your spell, which may not happen with lesser spells but most assuredly this one.
Even with it in ancient greek, I still couldn't understand half of what was being said. Annabeth in front of me was taking notes in her perfect cursive, but my other two friends didn't seem to get much of it either.
I looked around, and immediately felt better. Hermione Granger, and two other Ravenclaws were the only ones writing down notes; everyone else just looked confused. Professor Mcgonagol looked as though she had expected this and began to talk, not quickly, by fast enough so that I could only write half of what she said.
"Please copy the diagram on page 25 that shows a god stance to hold when trying to disillusion objects SMALLER than a breadbox. That is important, SMALLER. You should start off with a simple jab and continue in a clockwise direction, circling your wand and finally stating the indication. End please with an upward tilt at an angle, but still facing the object."
She demonstrated slightly, pointing her wand towards brick, and saying, "Evanui Res!" It turned invisible, though still casting a slight shadow, and when she flicked her wand again, it was back.
I couldn't what to try, but apparently it was harder than was expected, because no one-not even Miss Perfect at Everything Granger, had gotten it. When 10:25 rolled around and the bell rang, Professor Mcgonagol pointed to the board.
"Here is your homework, it is due during our next class, on Wednesday. Practice this spell, also read up on Sir Edmund Von-Trap, and complete an essay on the different ways to disillusion objects and which one works best for different objects, one full page of parchment. Good day."
We all left, me feeling slightly light headed, towards Potions. This was only our first class and we were getting more homework than I usually got during a week at NORMAL school. Well, that rules out fighting monsters tonight...
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