Sorry for the slow update. I was having the hardest time trying to login. Anyway, I am doing a survey. I want your opinion on if Percy should play Quidditch throughout the year. Private Message me what you think. Or if you don't have an account, a review will be fine. If he plays the game, he would NOT be better than Harry and he would play Keeper. Whatever has the most votes by the next couple chapters, wins! Whatever is chosen is ok with me. I have an Idea for both. Ok so I was thinking Percy would…WAIT! Why am I telling you? I don't want to spoil the surprise! Ok I am just going to stop talking and give review answers before I give any more secrets that I have in mind. Like later on when… Oh never mind!

Blue: I was in a writer's block for the longest time and I finally started writing the day before you reviewed and had to redo the chapter. I was up till 2 am trying to get this finished. Anyway I am more of a Percy Jackson fan then I am Harry Potter *loud gasps* and I relate better to Percy then I do Harry so that might be why. I still love Harry Potter though. He is just harder to write in 1st person then 3rd person. I really do try hard to make Harry's POVs realistic, (When I do them).

P.S. My dad came up with the name Candlewick and I like it.

Number1Bookworm: I went to Sylvan Learning with a girl who read Harry Potter and called 'Diagon Alley' 'Dragon Alley' so I just had to use it. I know what dyslexia does because I have a little bit of it and A.D.H.D.

Blue 287: I'm glad you like my story. I am defiantly a Jiper fan but I just really want to read the Mark of Athena to see how it will all play out because knowing Mr. Riordan, He will surprise us

Thuyngan.2111: I like your picture. Anyway I am Horrible at spelling and can't spell to save my life. As for the story, I tried to get a good seen from every book that showed Percy doing something heroic without Harry seeing Percy's face. I picked two from Percy's first quest because I thought that Harry seeing Percy get claimed would be very important but it wasn't heroic enough so I did the scene with Hades as well.

Chapter 7: I Give a Heart Attack to a Hat

Percy's POV

The next morning, I woke up and looked out the open window. It was a beautiful day; the cool sea breeze rustled my hair as the ocean itself gently swayed back and forth on the sandy beach. The birds sang their happy song in the palm trees that were dotted around the beach. The sun shown lazily as it sparkled the crystal blue water below. Something told me, this day was going to go very bad.

I turned around to find a deserted cage sitting on the new dresser Mr. Weasley had magically summoned for me. The animal that lived inside it was off hunting. Harry had explained that Candlewick, Hedwig (Harry's owl), and Pig (Ron's owl better known as Pigwidgeon) go hunting at night and sleep during the day. However Annabeth's favorite animal is the owl so I already knew that.

When I came downstairs, everybody was sitting at the table eating pancakes for breakfast. "Thanks' for waking me up," I said, sarcasm dripping of the words. "We thought you'd want to sleep in," Bill said. "Normally I would," I said sitting down. "But seeing as how this is the first day of school, I thought you'd wake me up." "Sorry," Hermione said blushing. "I thought you hated school," Ginny said. "I do but it's not every day you are invited to go to a wizard's school. Please pass the syrup."

After breakfast, I went upstairs to pack my broom, books, clothes, Feather-pins, parchment, cauldron and my robes into a small blue suitcase with a horse design etched on the top. Hecate wanted to put a triton symbol, but I said that a horse wouldn't be as suspicious. If Annabeth had heard that sentence come out of my mouth, she would have kissed me because I was actually using my brain. (Yes, I do have one of those.) Soon we were in the car heading to King's Cross Station.

The station itself looked old and busy. I looked around for a magical wardrobe or archway but found nothing. "Where is it?" I asked. "There," Harry said, pointing to a solid brick barrier between 9 and 10. "You have got to be kidding," I said. "Nope. Just run right through it." Ron said. "I was expecting some kind of magic door that only appeared when magic is used on it," I said. "Of course not! That would bring up too much attention to us. The last thing we want is for muggles to find out our secret," Mr. Weasley said. "But the Mist would keep them from finding out," I argued. "What's that?" Harry asked. Hermione, being who she was answered, "Mist is the magical veil that keeps muggles from seeing magical stuff happening like...um…" she faltered. "Like a war between the gods and Titans?" I suggested. "Or volcanos like Mt. St. Helen erupting?" "Yes! Exactly like that. Wait. How did you know about the eruption of Mt. St. Helens?" she asked. I smiled at them. "Because I caused it," I said than turned and ran through the brick barrier.

Hermione's POV

Before we got on the train, Fred and George pulled Percy aside to talk and I wondered if I should feel sorry for Percy, or scared for everyone else. Oh, Fred and George are not coming to Hogwarts this year due to a little mishap that happened last year… Oh well. Anyway, we didn't stick around for Percy to finish his conversation. When we got on the train, Ron and I said goodbye to Ginny and Harry because of our prefect duties, then I said goodbye to Ron to go sit with the other girls. It was good to see them, except for Pansy Parkinson the female prefect for Slythrin. She made no notice of me at all which I was ok with.

Percy then walked pass our door and into the compartment next to ours. "Who's that?" Hannah Abbott asked. "That's Percy Jackson. He is a foreign exchange student from America," I said. "How do you know that?" she asked. "He stayed at the Weasleys' house before school," I said. "You like him," she said. "No I don't!" I said. I don't think I was very convincing because I blushed. "Come on Mione he's cute and he's American." Padma Patil said. "Go talk to him," Hannah said. "I don't think so," I said. "You're right about that," Pansy snarled. "What's that supposed to mean?" I said, turning my attention to her. "Well, I just think the only way someone like him would go out with a mudblood like you is if he had a blindfold around his eyes." (1) Anger started boiling inside my chest. "We'll see then won't we?" I said then stormed out of the compartment.

Percy was sitting there alone which made things worse. "Hi" I said shyly. "May I come in?" "Sure," he said and I sat across from him. "What did you mean when you said you had caused the explosion?" I asked. "Long story short, we were fighting monsters in the volcano which was a forge for the god of fire then…well…things got hot-literally.' "Oh. What about the war you mentioned?" I asked. He sighed, "Two summers ago, there was a huge war between gods and Titans. We won but we didn't exactly have a happy ending." "What do you mean?" "We won the war but another formed again last year. This time, it was against the giants in Rome. Seven of us went, but only six came back." "Who died?" Percy looked at me with sad eyes. "He was a good friend named Frank Zhang." (2)

We kept talking about random things until I looked at the time. The train ride was half over. That meant that it was almost time for the prefects to walk around the train and make sure that all the students were not misbehaving. I decided to go ahead and change into my robes before we left to make me look more official. Then we were off. (3)

Percy's POV

I fell asleep after Hermione left. For the first time in a while, I actually had a peaceful dream. I was sitting on top of the limestone cliff that held the bunker Leo found a year ago called Bunker Nine. I had my arm around Annabeth and we were watching the sunset together.

I woke up to someone poking me in my old Achilles Heel. Instinctively, I reached for my pen and uncapped it. I turned to find Ron at sword point. "This reminds me of when you found me at the beach," I said laughing. "Yes…very funny… could…you…?" "Oh!" I said capping the sword and putting it in my pocket. "Sorry," I said. "No problem," Ron said rubbing his neck. "Never touch that part of my back," I said. "It's a very… sore spot." "Oh," Ron said. "Why did you wake me up?" I asked. "We'll be at Hogwarts in five," he said then left, leaving me time to change into my new robe.

I got off the Hogwarts Express wondering where I go next. I saw a really tall man carrying an old fashioned lamp calling, "First years over here," but I decided to follow the Golden Trio instead.

They led me to a line of old carriages led by these black skeletal horses with wings tucked tightly. "Hi" I thought. The one closest to me spoke in my mind, "Son of Poseidon. What are you doing here?" "I'm attending a year here. Isn't that great?" I asked. "Yes Lord," he said. Harry noticed me talking to the horse creatures and said in a whisper, "You can talk to horses?" I nodded and got in the carriage.

At first glimpse of the castle, I was amazed for the 3rd time this week. It looked big and grand, but also old. When I walked inside, a woman with her gray hair in a tight bun walked up to me. "Are you Percy Jackson?" she asked. "Yes I am," I said. I'm Minerva McGonagall, daughter of Hecate," she whispered that last part. "Follow me please." She led me through a deserted corridor and into this big room with four big tables and floating candles and no roof. It was probably bewitched to look like the night sky above.

Some of the students stared at me and some whispered among themselves when they saw me. All of the older students were seated in the four big tables. The younger students were standing in a corner looking scared and nervous like they were waiting to find out what's going to happen next. McGonagall carried a stool and a pile of dirty old socks in front of the first years. She placed the pile on top of the stool then told me to stand with the first years. Now that I was closer to it, I could tell that the pile of socks was a battered old wizard's hat. The giant tear near the brim moved. When it moved, words came out. The hat is alive I thought. The hat started singing in a voice that was not made for singing. It sang about the four founders of the school and about the four houses. After the song, McGonagall spoke in a very loud and clear voice: "All of your names are on this piece of parchment. When yours is called, come up here and the hat will sort you into your house."

She then began to name names like Gabriel Abbott and Sonja Muller. My name was the last to be called so I went up and sat on the stool. She placed the hat on my head and after a second the hat spoke in my mind, "Ah, a demigod. I haven't seen the likes of your kind in millennia. Now, let's see what you've been through…hmm…yes…what the…but that's impossible..." By now the hat was speaking out loud. "Get me off this mind! GET ME OFF THIS THING!" McGonagall quickly grabbed the hat, which said one word, "Gryffindor" before dropping to the floor and passing out. McGonagall then told me to sit with the Golden Trio at the Gryffindor table.

The Headmaster, a man with long silver hair and a beard to match, said a few words then the food magically appeared. It was the most delicious food I had ever tasted. I sat and talked and laughed and for the first time, I actually enjoyed being a wizard.

After dinner, I was led to this room behind a painting of a fat woman wearing a pink silky dress. I went up a spiral staircase and lay down in the bed I was told was mine then crashed out instantly.

My eyes opened again, but it was not daytime yet. I heard a noise coming from the corner of the room and had to squint through the darkness to see it properly. It was a boy that looked to be around fourteen. He wore gothic clothes and his black hair looked like he just rolled out of bed.

"Nico," I said.

DONE! Finally! It is 2:09 AM and all I want to do right now is go to bed. Remember the survey and plz, please, PLEASE review.

1) A mudblood is a witch or wizard that has mortal parents. A nicer term is Muggle Born.

2) I have nothing against Frank. It's just that the prophecy says 'An oath to keep with a final breath' so I figured Frank had the most chance of dying.

3) I did Hermione's POV because I wanted to show that Hermione likes Percy but Percy is too much of a Seaweed Brain so he can't tell. I wanted to delete the POV but I had already done three long paragraphs that I worked really hard on so I decided against it.

I don't know why but the link I gave for you to see the picture of the owl didn't turn out right so here it is: Barn Owl

Later.