Hello friends, sorry I was unable to post this on Friday... weekends are busy for me, but hopefully it wasn't too long. :) Also, this is not going to be a Ginny/Percy fic. It's a Hinny, Romione, and Percbeth fic. Sorry Grover. Thank you to all the reviewers!

Disclaimer: PJO and HP is not mine.

Chapter 4

Harry's P.O.V.

After that refreshing talk about getting the Americans to trust us, Ron began talking rapidly to me about Quidditch. "Who do you think is captain?" he asked eagerly.

I shrugged. "Dunno mate," I paused, "couldn't be me, though." I added, disappointed. It couldn't possibly be me. There were tons of people better for Quidditch captaincy. Angelina Johnson, Katie Bell, even Fred or George.

Ron's eyes widened. "What? How could you not be?" he exclaimed.

"There are loads of better suited captains on the team." I told him and he just shoved me playfully. We sat in silence for a while, just thinking. Hermione had a far off look on her face and Ron was openly staring at her. I smirked at him, but he didn't notice. My thoughts drifted towards Cho Chang. I know it's stupid of me to think about her while she's grieving over Cedric, but I couldn't help it. I imagined her long, shiny black hair that I would love to run my fingers through. Her dark, beautiful almond shaped eyes. I sighed involuntary, but soon shook my head, clearing my thoughts. What's wrong with me? Stop mooning over a girl who was out of his league.

"Harry. Harry!" A hand roughly shook me. I snapped out of my thoughts, glancing at Ron.

"What?" I asked, slightly annoyed.

"It's Ginny." Ron stated. I frowned, confused. "Let's check it out, then." Ron got up and Hermione and I followed him. We trotted down the stairs and saw Ginny hugging Percy on the ground. Ron cleared his throat pointedly. Percy and Ginny looked at us in surprise. "What the bloody hell are you doing with my sister?" Ron growled at Percy, who jumped up right away after Ginny got off him. I did my best to give him the most venomous stare I could. Both were blushing heavily. "What were you guys going to do if I hadn't interrupted?" Ron asked accusingly. Ginny's eyes widened in shock as did Percy's.

Annabeth stepped in front of Percy. "They wouldn't have done anything! She was just thanking him." she snapped.

Ron snorted, rolling his eyes. "Yeah right." He faced Percy, who was paling visibly. "You keep your grubby hands off of her." he snarled, shoving the American wizard. I could tell that Percy was fighting anger.

"I wasn't doing anything with her!" he protested, looking at me for help, but I looked away pointedly. I don't even know why this was bothering me so much. It's not like I have feelings for Ginny. She's Ron's sister, even if I did, he'd never approve. I like Cho anyways. It is probably a brotherly feeling, I reasoned. Still, it bothered me to see her with some other guy.

"Whatever." Ron grumbled. Hermione looked nervously at him and Ginny, who looked defiant. Percy had slowly backed away and sat on the couch. Coward. Ron stalked off with Hermione hurrying hastily after him.

I walked over to Ginny. "Are you okay?" I questioned her. She looked at me like she was fighting internally. I started to get concerned. "Are you okay?" I repeated and she nodded quickly.

"Yeah, I'm fine." she turned away from me. I hesitantly reached out and touched her arm. "Well, if you, uh, need me... I'm here." I murmured, heading to join Ron and Hermione.

Ginny's P.O.V.

"Harry, you arsehole!" I muttered. Percy, Grover, and Annabeth glanced at me in shock. I sighed, rubbing my temples. "He has the nerve to ignore me for four years and then finally notices me when I don't like him anymore." I told them.

Annabeth nodded, glaring at Percy. "I know what that feels like." I sat back on the couch, sulking. How dare he. I spend three years mooning over him and finally stop acting like a blushing fool and he starts noticing me. I snort, just because he's cute, has beautiful green eyes and soft raven hair doesn't mean I like him. Hermione said I should be more of myself around him and he'd notice me more. I guess it's working. I got jerked out of my thoughts by Percy.

"I notice you now!" he complained to his girlfriend, who smirked.

"Oh yeah? Show me." Annabeth challenged him. He glanced at me in embarrassment.

"There are other people here." he hissed to her and she rolled her eyes.

"Fine," she pulled him out of the room, with Percy smiling excitedly. I grimaced, thinking of Harry again. Damn, I still can't get him off my mind. Get it together Ginny, come on, you can do it.

Grover looked at me worriedly. "You okay?"

I smiled at him. "I'm fine." He gave me a knowing look and I deflated. "It's Harry," I mutter. Grover just nods, waiting for me to continue. "He's just lacks common sense. Can't he see that I like him? Why does he ignore me like Ron does? Boys are so clueless." I grumbled, blushing when I remembered that I was talking to one, but Grover didn't seem offended, just sympathetic. "Sometimes I wish that I could read Harry's mind so that I can finally know what's been going on in there, if anything at all." I joked and Grover smiled at that. "Grover, you're a guy. Do you think that... that Harry has any interest in me? At all?" I asked him, my face full of hope. "I mean, he probably doesn't, but guys can usually read each other pretty well, so, uh, yeah." I stammered while Grover looked at me in amusement.

He cleared his throat. "Well, I can certainly tell that he feels something towards you. It may be brotherly feelings or he might be crushing on you. The way he looked at you and Percy when you guys were hugging tells me that he feels protective, very protective about you. I think I saw a hint of jealousy, but it vanished faster than you can say 'Quidditch', so I'm not sure." Grover answered honestly and I nodded. At least he doesn't seem to ignore me. Grover thinks Harry feels protective of me. I frowned at the thought. Since when did I need protection? I can take care of myself. All my brothers still think of me as a little girl. I'm fourteen! I hate when they baby me and to think that Harry wants to do it too made me very annoyed.

"Thanks Grover, you really helped." I said gratefully and he grinned widely.

"Any time Ginny." he responded. Ron and Harry burst into the room and headed up the stairs. I frowned, what were they doing? A little while later, I heard a shriek and Hermione came running into the room.

"GINNY! I'm a prefect! I did it!" she exclaimed happily.

I smiled warmly at her. "Congratulations Hermione. I knew you would get it." She smiled proudly, racing up the stairs, probably going to show Ron and Harry her new prefect's badge.

Grover turned to me questioningly. "What's a prefect?"

"A prefect is a student who has been given extra authorities by the Head of House, or McGonagall. One male and female student are chosen from their house in their fifth year." I explained and Grover looked interested.

"So, what are the extra authorities they get?"

"They can take away House points from the students in their House, but only their house. I think that they can give out detention also." I responded.

"Huh, this is a lot to learn." Grover commented and I snorted.

"Yes and you haven't even gotten to Hogwarts yet. That'll be a lot to learn." I informed him, who groaned.

"Great, just great. Just what we need." he muttered and I smirked. Suddenly there was a smacking sound. I whirled around to find an owl outside. It had flown into the window. I laughed as I opened the window and took off the envelopes. I glanced at them and grinned. I was about to call for Mum, she arrived with a basket of laundry.

"Mum, the booklists have arrived." I told her and she smiled.

"Great, we'll hand them out later, Ginny." She walked upstairs to deliver the clothing. I shrugged, dropping the booklists on the table.

Grover looked at them in dismay. "We will have to read books at Hogwarts?" he seemed sad and concerned.

"Yeah? Is that a problem?" I let out a gasp. "Can you not... read?" I queried in horror,and he quickly shook his head.

"No, I can, it's just... nothing." he ducked his head, trying to avoid the question. Another shriek could be heard, but it sounded like my mum. I laughed. Harry probably had just gotten his prefect's badge. A few seconds later, Mum came down the stairs, whistling happily. "Why so happy, Mum?" I questioned.

She ginned broadly at me. "Ron's a prefect!" she said giddily and my mouth dropped open. Ron... prefect. No, it can't be. I've always thought Harry would be prefect. He must be so disappointed. Poor Harry. But Ron! That's a surprise. "T-that's great!" I stuttered and Ron came flying down the stairs.

"MUM!" he called and she turned around. "About the broomstick. I was wondering if it could be a Cleansweep." he asked, his eyes bright.

Mum smiled at him warmly. "I'll try, dear." she patted his cheek, and hustling out of the room.

"Congrats Ron," I told him and Grover nodded in agreement.

He turned to grin at us. "Thanks guys, I'll be off now," he spun around, running back up the stairs. I shook my head in affection. Ron a prefect, there's probably more surprises coming.

Alright, that's all I got so far folks. I enjoyed writing and will soon post the next chapter. Reviews make me inspired ad to update faster. Have a good weekend! :)

-PJOFanatic101