In which Meg's ADHD ruins her.

I still don't own Percy J and Harry P

Meg quickly checked her map. There was no hallway here! It was on the map!

Wait, it must be a secret hallway! Now how to get in? If she failed shed be late for her charms class!

Prof. Shorty would not be happy.

She looked at the wall. Just a painting. It was a painting of Merlin the wizard. King Arthur's court magician.

She recognized the scene. It was Melin stressing the value of Excalibur's sheath over the blade. Wait...

She looked at the wizard sizing him up.

"The sword of course!" she declared to the painting. Earning odd looks and whispers of Mad Megan.

Merlin gave her a very short lecture that was followed by a clicking noise. She pulled back the portrait to reviel a narrow corridor like the one on her map.

She hurried down the corridor and rushed into the charms room not a moment too soon.

Prof. Shorty, she had yet to learn his name, was teaching the students how to levitate feathers.

Goyle's failure resulted in an explosive effect. He was propelled backwards into the wall and slumped unconscious. Crabbe had to take him to the hospital wing.

Daisy had made her feather pink somehow and Malfoy's had begun to bounce.

Meg giggled. She pointed at her feather and recited the spell. She was then thrown out of her chair.

Her feather had flown through the ceiling scaring Prof. Squirrel upstairs.

Oops.

Thank Zeus that class was over.

She was given a warning and congratulated for use of the correct spell on a whole new level.

Ya. Through the roof.

She had transfiguration followed by flying lessons.

Transfiguration would be fun, but flying not so much.

Zeus was still angry at Hecate for joining Kronos. Would she be allowed to fly?

She'd probaly be bacon.

Bacon~

When was lunch anyways?

Bomph-!

She had been so lost in thought she had walked into Harry.

"Sorry!" she said quickly gathering her books she pushed her glasses up her nose.

"I am so sorry." she apologized again.

She stood up and ran to transfiguration. She collapsed in her chair, out of breath. Hopefully Harry hadn't seen her spell books.

It would be awkward to explain why they weren't written in English.

She checked her bag. μια ιστορία της μαγείας; a history of magic, was missing! Harry must have grabbed it!

Crap! Crap! Crap!CRAP!

Harry has my book! How do I get it back?

Nico! Nico can get it! Swipe it from Harry's room or bag! I have to tell him!

She stood up to leave as Malfoy strutted into the room...

Late.

Everyone was staring again. Embarrassed she say down.

ΔΕΠΥ κατάρα! καταριέται!

(curse ADHD! Darn!)

The cat that Meg had just noticed leaped from the teacher's desk and turned into the teacher.

κατάρες!

Curses!

"Draco Malfoy!-" the rest was ignored. Something about maps and pocket watches.

"We shall be turning matches into needles."

Well that was distinct. Instructions are always useful.

Prof. Catwoman taught them the incantation and gave them all matches.

Letting kids turn an arson's weapon into potentially dangerous point objects is perfectly safe. Meg thought.

Meg had a pin cushion full of the potential weapons.

Add thanks to ADHD Meg was an even BIGGER freak to her peers.

She sat examining the pointy object bored out of her mind.

Can my day get any worse?

Yes. Yes it could.

Title is based on the phrase armed and dangerous.

Great her day got worse.

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