Chapter 4

At the Leaky Cauldron: Percy's POV

Percy's vision swam as he was hauled to his feet by Dumbledore and Sirius. The portkey made him feel awful, and Percy wouldn't be surprised if he vomited everywhere. Just as his head was beginning to clear, he was whisked away from the grassy meadow.

Percy collapsed on the hard wooden floor. He had just been teleported into another building that was loud. Percy decided that he must be in a pub. Didn't they know he was too young to drink?

Percy's head was spinning and it looked like there were two Dumbledores standing in front of him.

"Here, drink this." The two Dumbledores said in unison, handing him a mug.

Percy grateful drank the warm, frothy liquid and immediately he felt the affects. The room was slowly coming into focus.

As he looked around, Percy could see dozens of witches and wizards sitting in robes and pointy hats. It looked like Halloween had come early this year. He groaned. Percy would surely have to dress in the same attire when he attended Pigwarts.

As Percy stood up slowly, the room fell into silence. Each and every person stared at him, some with a look of loathing on their faces.

"Is-is that You-Know-Who's grandson?" stuttered an old wizard, breaking the silence.

Everyone started whispering loudly, which Percy thought was kind of funny. It was obvious that they were talking about him, and none of the wizards were being very subtle. They might as well just shout it out.

Dumbledore just guided Percy upstairs to a small room, leaving Sirius to deal with the incessant questions.

"This is where you'll be staying Perseus," Dumbledore said, with a sad look in his eyes, "We will pick you up tomorrow and take you to Diagon Alley to get school supplies."

Percy nodded, but he was confused. What was Diagon Alley? Dumbledore had just assumed that he knew what everything was. Percy guessed that Diagon Alley was some sort of mall since that was where he was getting supplies.

"I'm sorry about the crowds downstairs," he continued, "most people don't really like you because of your grandfather."

Dumbledore left, leaving Percy alone to unpack.

Percy groaned. He knew how to deal with people ostracizing him, but that doesn't mean that he was okay with it. Percy hoped that the rest of the students at Hogwarts wouldn't act the same.

At 12 Grimmauld Place: Harry's POV

Something important was going on. Harry knew that, he just wished he knew what it was.

For the past couple days the Order has had countless meetings. They talked in whispers around the house, but wouldn't tell Harry, Ron, or Hermione anything. It annoyed Harry. What's the use of being the boy-who-lived if you can't help defeat Voldemort.

Right now, the Order was holding another meeting in the dining room. Sirius and Professor Dumbledore had just gotten back from another important mission. Of course, Harry wasn't allowed to listen; he had to stay upstairs.

Ron and Harry were both sitting on the floor of the bedroom in disappointment. Hermione sat next to them, engrossed in a book.

"Why are they leaving us out?" Ron said, annoyed. "I mean, you've faced You-Know-Who more times than any of us."

Harry sighed.

Suddenly Fred and George burst into the room with a smirk on their faces.

"Who wants to hear a top secret conversation?" They said in unison.

"But I thought Mrs. Weasley put up charms to keep us from listening." Hermione inquired, curious about the twin's latest invention.

"Mum's charms won't stop the newest Extendable Ears," One of the twins said with an excited grin. "We modified them just for this situation."

Harry shrugged. "It's worth a shot."

The five of them quietly snuck downstairs and gathered around the door. Thanks to Fred and George, Harry was able to hear only snippets of the conversation as they passed the ears around.

"Did he know anything about Voldemort?" Inquired one of the Order members.

"Will he be a useful ally?" Asked a voice that Harry knew belonged to Remus Lupin.

Harry was confused. Who were they talking about?

Harry's thoughts were interrupted when the door was suddenly opened, causing Ron, who was leaning against the door, to fall through.

"It seems we had eavesdroppers," stated Mad-Eye Moody.

Harry's face turned a rather unattractive shade of pink as he realized that everyone was staring at him. But, his embarrassment was quickly replaced with anger.

"Well I have a right to know what's going on," Harry said furiously. "You can't just exclude me from everything."

"The boy is right," Tonks said quietly, "we have to tell him at some point."

So Mad-Eye Moody ushered the five of them inside the small, cramped room.

"We have recently learned about a relative of Voldemort." Started Sirius, breaking the awkward silence.

Hermione gasped loudly and Ron looked like he was going to faint. The twins just stared in horror. Harry didn't know what to think.

Sirius went on to explain the rest of the story, including that Percy was relatively nice and didn't know anything about the wizarding world. However, Harry found it hard to believe that any relative of Voldemort wasn't evil.

"Where is he?" asked Hermione.

"Percy is staying at the Leaky Cauldron right now," Sirius explained. "But he will be taking classes at Hogwarts with the rest of the 5th years."

Ron made a small noise.

"You're saying that we have to go to school with this guy? What if he tries to attack Harry?" He said angrily.

Sirius started to answer, but Harry cut him off.

"It's okay Ron, I'm sure that we could handle him. According to Sirius he doesn't know any magic, which means he won't be a threat." Harry said bitterly.

"Also, he will most likely be sorted into Slytherin." The twins chimed in, "you won't even have to interact with him."

The five of them trudged back upstairs to talk about the recent turn of events.

Harry knew that he probably wouldn't have to talk to the boy, but he was still unsure about whether sending Percy to Hogwarts was a good idea. How could they tell that he was trustworthy? Percy might turn on them the moment they teach him magic. Wouldn't it be better to leave him powerless?

The Leaky Cauldron: Percy's POV

Percy woke up the next morning to loud knocking on his door. Actually, it was more like a herd of elephants running around outside.

"What do you want," he groaned, accidently getting a mouthful of pillow in the process.

"Get up!" Sirius shouted. "It's almost noon and we have to go and get your school supplies."

Percy rolled out of bed. Literally. He landed in a heap of blankets on the floor.

"If you don't open this door in 5 minutes I'm coming in myself," Sirius said, trying to sound threatening.

Percy groaned (again) and threw on a dark blue t-shirt and khaki shorts. He never put much thought into his outfit, mainly because his wardrobe consisted of orange camp shirts and blue t-shirts. He would probably have to find something fancier if he was going to prestigious boarding school.

He walked over to the small bathroom and splashed water on his face. Immediately Percy felt more awake, but he would still rather get back in bed.

Percy looked in the mirror for probably a good 20 seconds, noticing the bags under his eyes from lack of sleep, and his messy black hair. He finger combed some of the locks back, trying to look like he hadn't just rolled out of bed.

Percy stumbled over to the door and slowly opened it, revealing a very energetic Sirius.

"Let's go," Sirius said, starting to walk down the hallway.

Percy followed him, asking questions along the way.

"I've been meaning to ask you," Percy said. "How come you got stuck with me? I'm guessing that you have better things to do than babysit the grandson of a serial killer."

Sirius smirked, "I volunteered for the job, since Dumbledore had work to do." He paused. "Also, everyone else pretty much hates you."

"Well let's not hold anything back," Percy sighed.

"Hey, you asked."

The pair continued downstairs, getting odd looks from the occasional wizard, but luckily none commented on Percy's existence. He followed Sirius out the back of the Leaky Cauldron until they were standing in front of a brick wall.

"I hate to be annoying," Percy said with a frown, "but I think we came to a dead end."

Sirius just grinned like a maniac. "Watch and learn."

Sirius tapped his stick on a few of the bricks, following a certain pattern that Percy didn't catch. All of a sudden, the bricks started moving away until an opening was created.

Percy gasped. Diagon Alley was astonishing. It wasn't Olympus level, but it was still pretty amazing. The streets were swarmed with wizards and witches in brightly colored robes and pointy hats. Shops were clustered closely together, each selling something unique.

The view kept him occupied for about 10 seconds, but then Percy spotted a butterfly and immediately became distracted.

"Come on," Sirius said, pulling Percy's attention away from insects

Percy followed Sirius down the streets until they stopped in front of a large, marble building. The sign on the front of the building said 'Gringotts'.

"Welcome to Gringotts, the wizarding bank. We will stop here and get you money before continuing on and buying school supplies." Sirius said.

"Um, I don't have any wizarding money," Percy said worriedly.

"That's okay. We might be able to withdraw some from the Riddle vault, but if not then we will give you money from the school. The school always provides money for muggleborns."

"What's a muggle?" Percy asked.

"A non magical person." Sirius replied before dragging Percy inside. "Stop wasting time, we still have a bunch of other things to do."

When Percy entered the building, the first things he saw were the goblins. He fingered Riptide in his pocket, not knowing if they were monsters or not. His fears were easily forgotten when he realized that the goblins were… working. Most of them were filling out papers.

All of a sudden the goblin at the front of the room rose from his seat. He walked over to where Percy was standing and bowed down in front of him.

"Perseus Jackson!" He said loudly, "it is a pleasure to meet and serve someone such as yourself. My name is Griphook and I will assist you in any way possible."

The room immediately fell into silence, each goblin trying to catch a glimpse of Percy. Sirius eyed Percy awkwardly, which meant that this was NOT normal.

"We have heard great stories of your heroics," he continued, "it is a great honor to meet you, son of-"

Percy cut the goblin off. "Thank you very much, but I was wondering if I could withdraw money?"

That was close. Percy was sure that the goblin was about to call him the son of Poseidon.

"Of course, follow me." Griphook said, making his way towards a small door.

Both Percy and Sirius began to follow but Sirius was stopped by another, smaller goblin.

"Only Mr. Jackson."

So Sirius stayed behind, watching as Percy was led into a small, dark hallway.

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