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Percy Jackson and the Boy Who Lived

Chapter Eight, the Day before Classes

Annabeth woke just as the sun was beginning was beginning to rise. She stretched her arms as she looked around to room at her fellow sixth year Gryffindor females; Hermione and the rest were still fast asleep. Annabeth slipped out of bed and dressed herself quietly in a pair skinny jeans and a plain white tang-top, then slipped on her sneakers. She grabbed her wand from her bedside table and tucked it behind her ear. Annabeth turned to tiptoe out of the dorm room, but paused. Hardly anyone would be up right now, so she would use the peace and quiet to work on her designs for Olympus in the Great Hall. Annabeth retrieved her wand from it's perch behind her ear and whispered. "Accio, shoulder bag,"

Annabeth's suit case unzipped and her shoulder bag flew into her arms. She unfastened the clip and rummaged around inside, making sure that she had her sketch book, pencil case and Daedalus' laptop before exiting the dorm.

As Annabeth walked through the Gryffindor common room, she saw a boy on a couch facing away from her, twirling a bronze ballpoint pen around his fingers. "Percy?" She asked, surprised.

Percy turned around to face her. "Annabeth!" Annabeth walked over to him and gave him a hug. "Good morning, wise girl!" Percy said, giving her a peck on the cheek.

"What are you doing here?" She asked. "You're supposed to be in Slytherin!"

"I was able to get a transfer." Percy replied. "I didn't get along very well with the Slytherin welcoming committee."

"Dumbledore knows?"

Percy nodded. "He agreed with me; he told me that if the sorting hat would allow it, it would sort me into another house. It chose Gryffindor."

Annabeth thought for a moment. Why didn't it just sort him into Gryffindor in the first place?

She pushed the thought from her head and smiled. "I'm on my way to the Great Hall, want to tag along?"

Percy smiled back and took her hand, shoving Riptide into his pocket. "You bet!" He and Annabeth walked side-by-side as they exited the Gryffindor common room and made their way down to the Great Hall, where they sat down together at the Gryffindor table.

"What have you been working on?" Percy asked as Annabeth set Daedalus' laptop on the long table, switching it on after lifting the top out of the way.

"Right now I'm on Apollo's temple." Annabeth said, rolling her eyes. "At the party on Olympus he was very enthusiastic about his temple having hundreds of different and statues of him."

Percy laughed as she buried herself in her work. He watched her until he heard his stomach growling. I wonder when breakfast is... Percy thought. Instantly a plate appeared on the table in front of him, and began filling itself with everything that popped into Percy's head. Soon, his plate was laden with scrambled eggs, slices of apple, pear and cantaloupe, bacon and hash browns. A goblet of orange juice appeared next to Percy's plate.

Annabeth glanced over at Percy's breakfast. "Hungry, are we?" She laughed, teasing him by skewering the hash brown he had been about eat with her fork and popping it into her mouth.

"Hey!" Percy laughed. "You know, breakfast is free; just letting you know in case you'd like your own plate." Annabeth stuck her tongue out teasingly. A goblet of water appeared in front of her and she dipped her fingertips into it. Percy watched her. "What are you doing?"

She responded by flicking the water at him. "Hey!" Percy wiped the droplets of water off of his face and stared at Annabeth's goblet.

Annabeth followed his line of sight and recognition swept across her face. "Percy Jackson, don't you dare even think about-" She was cut short by a marble-sized drop of water splashing into her forehead. "Percy!" Annabeth tried to sound angry, but she couldn't help but giggle as she wiped the water off with her sleeve. Percy laughed and turned innocently to his breakfast.

"I'm going to get even with you, Percy!" She warned him.

"I'll keep an eye out in case you try anything." Percy replied, smirking.

Just then footsteps could be heard coming down the Great Hall. Annabeth and Percy looked over their shoulders to see Harry, Ron and Hermione approaching the table. "Good morning!" Hermione said brightly.

"Morning," Percy and Annabeth responded.

"How are you doing?" Hermione asked, setting herself down next to Annabeth, who closed the designing program on Daedalus' laptop.

"Where great," Annabeth said. "What about you guys?"

"Well," Hermione began. "I'm fine, but Ron and Harry are acting foolish."

"Oi!" Ron objected, already having a mouth full of pancakes. "We are not!"

Ignoring him, Hermione continued. "Harry is convinced that one of the students is a Death Eater, and Ron doesn't trust… well, you three."

"Why not?" Percy asked.

"I'm not sure why, I think he's just being paranoid since the Burrow was attacked."

Percy nodded. "I can understand; if people had showed up at camp the day after it had been attacked by the dragon, I would be a bit weary of them."

"Ron is always acting like this." Hermione said. "Don't worry about it."

"I don't always act like this, Hermione, you're overreacting!" Ron said, trying to defend himself. As he was looking at Hermione, his eyes fell onto Daedalus' laptop. "What is that?"

"Excuse me?" Annabeth said, giving him a confused look.

"That…that plastic book!" He pointed.

"Oh!" Annabeth laughed. "That's a laptop; I use it for architecture and other designs. Haven't you ever seen one before?"

Ron shook his head, and Hermione spoke. "The Weasley's- like most pureblood families- are very isolated from the muggle world and most everything that they have invented in the past hundred years. Of course, they do take some things from the muggle world and make it more useful for wizards- but never electronics, like computers."

"No electronics, why not?" Percy asked.

"The ministry of magic does not approve of electronics. When the first television set was invented they blamed muggles for getting the idea of moving pictures from our newspapers, even though the first camera was invented by a muggle." Hermione explained. "Personally, I think that wizards need a little more 'muggle creativity'."

"Why don't muggles and wizards live alongside each other here?" Percy asked.

It was Annabeth who answered. "Hundreds of years ago, they did, but when muggles began hunting witches because they thought that they were all evil the wizarding world decided it would be best if no one knew about magic."

"Where did you learn that?" Percy asked. "I don't remember A…" Percy realized his slip up a moment too late, and racked his brain for a name to cover it up. "Auntie… M!" he finally said. "I don't remember Auntie M telling about that."

"She didn't." Annabeth said, playing along with Percy's 'Auntie M' cover up perfectly. "Don't you remember? I read that aloud when we were studying the day before you went to the Weasley's."

"Oh," Percy nodded, remembering how he and Annabeth had spent that day sitting the beach as they studied the textbooks. He then turned to Harry. "What happened last night?"

"What?" Harry asked, having not been paying attention.

"When you came into the Great Hall late last night, your face was covered in blood." Percy said. "I know a broken nose when I see one." Percy had seen lots of nose broken during capture the flag and other camp activities.

"Harry was caught spying by Draco Malfoy," Hermione explained. "Malfoy broke his nose and left him on the train." She pointed to a girl with silvery hair and large eyes. Percy was confused by the strange array of jewelry that she wore. Is she wearing a cork necklace? "If not for Luna over there Harry would be back in London right now."

"Let's go unpack our bags." Ron grumbled before trudging out of the great hall. Harry followed his friend, leaving Hermione alone at the table with Percy and Annabeth.


Hermione looked at the way the two acted around each other; they got along great, and seemed to be very close, in fact… Hermione remembered the trip on the Hogwarts Express; the two were always laughing and- holding hands and leaning on each other. They're dating! She realized. She wasn't sure why she hadn't noticed sooner- usually she was able to notice things like that- and scolded herself for being so oblivious. They're probably waiting for me to leave to have some time alone. "I might as well go unpack my things." She said, excusing herself from the long table.

She exited the Great Hall and made her way up to the Gryffindor Common room to hear Ron and Dean arguing about something.

"I don't understand what it is you're so upset about," Dean exclaimed. "They seem alright to the rest of us!"

Hermione understood what the argument was about now. "They're strange!" Ron said. "Earlier, one of them slipped up, and then tried to cover it up!"

"Everyone stutters every now and then, Ron." Hermione said. "They have done nothing to raise any suspicion."

"Ron isn't wrong, Hermione." Harry spoke up.

"Finally, someone knows what their talking about, here!" Ron sighed, exasperated.

"You aren't right, either." Harry clarified. "I agree that they haven't done anything wrong, and I don't think that they're dangerous, but they're...odd."

"That's easy to explain." Hermione said calmly. "Percy, Annabeth and Thalia are from half way across the world; we're not used to their way of life, just like they aren't used to ours."

"Yeah," Harry nodded. "I think you're right, Hermione."

Ron muttered something under his breath and sank into one of the couches in the Gryffindor common room as everyone went back to what they were doing.

(AN) I'm looking for major plot ideas, and have decided that I would like some input from you guys, so tell me what you would like to happed in the story and I'll do my best to work it in!

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