Whisper the Ninetails:
Oh Ron, you're so clueless… And nope, not on clash of clans. I don't even know what that is. XD -gulps down 3 billion bottles of awesomesauce- -gives you 3 billion bottles of mango awesomesauce- I really likes awesomesauce... XD
It's an app on the iPhone (Again, if anyone needs a clan, join The Sweatshop). –Takes 3 billion bottles of mango awesomesauce, drinks 3 billion bottles and stores rest in secret mango storage with extreme and slightly visible security system- Mangos are heavenly *shudders happily involuntarily*
Celestial Unicorn:
update fast cuz i wanna know whats hapenin next k
Even I want to know, and I haven't even written it yet
harryginny9:
thanks… brilalint
Thanks, and yet again, you've gone into wrong spelling mode –Slaps you until you promise to spell properly while throwing random non-insulting insults between each slap-
Percabeth226:
I loooooooooooved this chapter. Good Ron everyone always gives you extravagant mangos, soo... Here's all the fresh mangoes I picked off my tree c:
Yay! Mangos! Also, it's not my fault they give me the best thing since the start of beginnings.
Chapter 9:
Percy POV
The next morning, everyone was getting ready to leave for the Hogwarts Express. Annabeth and I had, unfortunately or fortunately, slept in and no one had come in to wake us up, so we had nearly missed our ride to King's Cross.
"Thank goodness you two had woken up in time," said Mrs. Weasley, "I was absolutely sure I had asked Ron to wake you two up."
When we looked at Ron, he was slightly blushing, "I forgot after breakfast."
"Typical," murmured Hermione, rolling her eyes.
When we got to King's Cross, Mrs. Weasley handed us our tickets.
"Um, Mrs. Weasley," said Annabeth, "these say Platform 9 ¾. I'm not sure how the train stations here in Britain work, but our train stations don't have a Platform 9 ¾."
"Oh, that's because Platform 9 ¾ is a magical platform, dear," said Mrs. Weasley
"Of course," I murmured, before we arrived between platforms 9 and 10.
"All right, here we are," said Mrs. Weasley, as we stood in front one of the beams, "Why don't you two watch one of us go through before you two do it, hmm?"
"No need, Mrs. Weasley. I think we can do it," I said, before turning to Annabeth, "Let's see if you can beat my gymnastic entrance to the platform
She smirked, "We'll see who's better."
I went to beam behind us to get a head start and ran to the right beam. Before reaching the beam, I somersaulted twice, before spinning into the beam and sticking the landing on the other side. I waited near the beam I came out of.
"What did you do?" I asked, giving her a quick kiss
"A cartwheel, a somersault, and a few spins in the air," she replied, once we finished the kiss, "You should have seen them; they were really surprised. I doubt any of them had their mouths closed after our entrance to this platform."
"It was a good idea, huh?" I asked, leaning in slightly
"Very good," said Annabeth, also leaning in
Just as we were getting ready to kiss, Mr. Weasley interrupted, "Very impressive as well. Did you practice that before coming here?"
"Nope," I said, pulling away from Annabeth quickly, "Just a spur of the moment kind of thing."
"And he challenged me," said Annabeth, "and I can't refuse a challenge."
Before we could continue the conversation, the train whistle blew.
"Oh goodness, only five minutes left," said Mrs. Weasley, "Percy, Annabeth, follow us. We'll show you where to keep your trunks."
"All right," I replied, and we hurried to the luggage compartment, where we kept our trunks.
We quickly entered the nearest seating compartment, and waved goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley before finding a place to sit.
"So," said Hermione, "What's it like? Living in the States, I mean."
"Well," I said, "it depends on where you live. If you're in one of the major cities, like New York or San Francisco, then you probably want to keep your guard up."
"But the less urban you go," said Annabeth, "the less danger you have."
"Trust us," I said, "we've had plenty of experience with most kinds of places in the US."
"Why is that?" asked Ron
"Well, um," I said, "We don't like to talk about it much."
"We've kind of had bad experiences with those," said Annabeth
"Where exactly do you live in New York?" asked Harry, "I remember seeing New York on a map of the US once, and it seemed like triangularish."
"Yeah, I guess you could say that," I chuckled
"We live in Manhatten," I said, "which is on Long Island."
They looked a little confused, which prompted Annabeth into saying, "Long Island's a strip of land just off the shore of the southern tip of New York."
They still looked confused, so we told them not to worry about it.
"So where did you go to school before you found out you were a wizard?" asked Hermione
"We went to a muggle school called Goode High," I said
"So how did you find out you were wizards?" asked Hermione
"Yeah," said Ron, "how did you find out you were grandchildren of You-Know-Who and Bellatrix Lestrange?"
As soon as Ron said the names of our grandparents, we got really uncomfortable.
"Um," I said, "Can we not mention who our grandparents are?"
"So it's true then?" he asked, oblivious as ever
"Ronald!" scolded Hermione, "Don't you see how uncomfortable you're making them! Obviously, they're not ready to talk about it."
"Maybe that's because they already knew," said Ron, "And they're here to try and finish what their grandparents couldn't!"
"Ronald!" scolded Hermione once again, but I had enough
"I'm out of here," I said, getting up
"I'm coming with you," said Annabeth, following my example
"Don't bother following us," I said, "We can tell who doesn't want us and who does."
