Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson, except for my OC. J. K. Rowling and Rick Riordan do, not me. (Imagine they were in the same time period as Percy Jackson). This is based on the Harry Potter movies and the Percy Jackson books. This story is also found on Wattpad. I'll try to update two chapters the scheduled day if one chapter is short. If a chapter is long, then I'm keeping it to one chapter. Reviews are welcomed!
Bianca's POV
Autumn arrived. It wasn't that cold yet, but it was still a great weather though. Today was the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. We all flew up into the sky, waiting at our positions. Everyone was either cheering for Slytherin or Gryffindor. Then, Madam Hooch blew the whistle.
Let the games begin.
As time flew by, most of the Gryffindors were kind of surprised. The Slytherin team were receiving more goals.
I groaned as they threw a Quaffle through one of our goals.
"Another goal for Slytherin!" Lee Jordan yelled, but he seemed unhappy."They lead Gryffindor ninety to thirty!"
Angelina threw me the Quaffle, and I flew straight to the Slytherin's side, hoping I can get one past the goal to save our butts. However, one Slytherin Chaser stole my Quaffle, passing it on to his other teammates.
"Ugh!" I groaned again.
I flew back, heading for the one who has the Quaffle. I tried to steal back, but the Slytherin Chaser shoved me off. They received another goal. I began to follow the Chaser wherever he went. That's what I usually do whenever we are losing.
However, I noticed this strange Bludger in the air. It knocked Oliver off and kept on chasing Harry around.
It's like it's possessed or enchanted...
"Fred! George!" I called, trying to get their attention."The Bludger's following Harry!" I yelled, but it was unsuccessful.
I sighed and continued to try and steal a Quaffle. Harry passed by me, but I didn't see the Bludger following him anymore.
I shouldn't have thought of that...
The Bludger came out of nowhere, zooming at me. However, I flew downwards to not get in the way of it. I looked up, seeing it follow Harry back again.
"There is seriously something wrong with that Bludger," I whispered to myself.
I flew back up and continued to get Quaffles through Slytherin's goals.
"Harry Potter has caught the Snitch!" I heard Lee Jordan announced. I sighed, closing my eyes."Gryffindor wins!"
There was cheering. However, I kept hearing this beating sound down below. I looked down, seeing the Bludger continuing to hit Harry. Luckily, Harry knows how to dodge. I flew down and see Hermione and the others running.
"Finite incantatem!" Hermione exclaimed, pointing her wand at the Bludger. The Bludger exploded, sprinkling into particles.
I landed on the ground and rushed towards Harry.
"Are you okay?" Hermione asked.
"No, I think my...I think my arm's broken," Harry winced.
I watched Professor Lockhart ran straight for Harry, kneeling down beside him."Not to worry, Harry. I will fix that arm of yours straight away."
Harry shook his head at Professor Lockhart."No, not you."
Professor Lockhart sighed."Oh, poor boy doesn't know what he's saying." He grabbed Harry's arm, pulling his sleeves up."Now, this...won't hurt a bit." He drew his wand out, holding Harry's arm."Brackium emendo!"
Suddenly, there was a loud crack in Harry's bone. Professor Lockhart began to lift up Harry's arm. And well...it seemed quite off. It was very flexible. Everyone began to groan in disgust.
"Ah, yes, well...that can sometimes happen." Professor Lockhart began bending it all the way back.
I turned away in disgust.
"Anyways, the point is...uh."
His hand began to flop backward and forward.
"Oh! Ew!" People exclaimed.
"You can no longer feel any pain and...very clearly, the bones are not broken."
"Broken! There's no bones left!" Hagrid yelled.
Harry's arm flopped again."Much more flexible though..."
Harry was sent to the Hospital Wing to get his arm checked out and possibly get his bones regrown after what Professor Lockhart did. Madame Pomfrey had informed us that he will be staying over a night to let his bones grow.
A month has passed. The Polyjuice potion was almost finished. However, Hermione kind of lacked some supplies for it, so we decided to steal some from Snape's office after Potions class.
"Quickly guys!" Ron, Harry, and I hissed, looking around if Snape was coming.
Saffron was also helping Hermione since he can differentiate the ingredients. Potions and Herbology are his favorite class, and he always excels in them.
"W-wait! I think someone's coming!" Ron squeaked.
"Ron! That's a shadow!" I corrected.
"Oh yeah...Sorry!"
"Where are the crushed flies?" Hermione wondered, carefully searching through the bottles.
"Got it! Alright, let's go!" Saffron whispered, gathering the materials.
We ran straight to our common room, leaving no traces behind.
A week has passed. From the rumors, I heard that there was this Dueling Club in the Great Hall that Professor Lockhart was holding. He wanted to train the students and brag about how he defended against the Dark Arts himself on many occasions.
He is such a joke. To be honest, I didn't really want to go, the rest wanted to go, so why not?
Harry, Ron, Saffron, Hermione, and I were walking to the Great Hall where there was already a crowd of people around this long platform.
"Gather 'round, gather 'round!" Professor Lockhart announced."Can everybody see me? Can you all hear me?" Everyone was quiet, paying attention to him."Excellent! In light of the dark events of recent weeks, Professor Dumbledore has granted me permission to start this little Dueling Club to train you all up in case you ever need to defend yourselves, as I myself have done on countless occasions- for full details, see my published works." He threw his cape off, throwing it to the crowd. I watched a couple of girls scrambling for it."Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape." We all turned our heads, seeing Professor Snape rise up and walk onto the platform."He has sportingly agreed to help me with a short demonstration. Now, I don't want any of you youngsters to worry- you'll still have your Potions master when I'm through with him, never fear."
They both began walking towards each other, wands in their hands. After bowing to each other, they spun around, walking away. They halted, allowing some distances between themselves. They turned around, positioning.
Professor Lockhart began counting."One, two, three."
"Expelliarmus!" Snape casted.
"Whoaah!" Professor Lockhart yelped, flying on his back.
There was a roar of laughter.
Professor Lockhart got up, walking closer."An excellent idea to show them that, Professor Snape, but if you don't mind me saying, it was pretty obvious what you were about to do. And if I had wanted to stop you, it would have been only too easy."
Pfttttt...
"Perhaps it would be prudent to first teach the students to block unfriendly spells, Professor," Professor Snape remarked.
"I actually like Professor Snape now," I commented.
Fred and George stared at me like as if I was crazy."Nuh uh!"
I turned to them, nudging both of them, but it seemed like I nudged them too hard because they were wincing."Really, I would actually prefer him over that Lockhart dude."
"Oooh...Someone fancies Snape~" Fred sung.
I glared at him."Not like that!"
"Sure~ I bet you love that greasy hair of his," George added.
I rolled my eyes."Knock it off..."
They finally became silent, stepping inches away from me.
"An excellent suggestion, Professor Snape! Ah...Let's have a volunteer pair!" Professor Lockhart began searching through the crowd. I noticed his eyes landed on a familiar redhead and a black-haired boy."Um, Potter, Weasley, how about you?"
I watched Harry head towards the steps of the platform. Ron was about to follow Harry as well.
"Weasley's wand causes devastation with the simplest spells. We'll be sending Potter to the Hospital Wing in a matchbox," Professor Snape reasoned."Might I suggest someone from my own house? Malfoy, perhaps?"
"Oh..." I muttered."I have a bad feeling about this." Hermione nodded in agreement.
I watched Malfoy get up onto the platform as well. The crowd watched the two students copy what the professors had done.
"Wands at the ready!" Professor Lockhart exclaimed.
"Scared, Potter?" I heard Malfoy spat.
"You wish," Harry said.
"Go Harry!" I cheered.
The Slytherin and the Gryffindor turned around, walking farther from each other.
"On the count of three, cast your charms to disarm your opponent. Only to disarm! We don't want any accidents here. One, two-"
"Everte statum!" Malfoy casted, sending Harry flying several feets back.
YOU CHEATER!
"That's unfair! He said on the count of three!" I booed.
"That's not even a disarming charm!" Hermione yelled.
"Oh, lookie here, Bianca finally sides with Lockhart~" George commented.
Fred gasped."What happened with Snape, Bianca!"
I chuckled, shaking my head.
Harry got up."Rictusempra!" Harry countered.
The spell sent Malfoy flying, landing himself on his butt. We all snickered.
Serves him right!
"I said disarm only!" Professor Lockhart scolded.
"Serpensortia!" Malfoy summoned a snake from his wand.
"This git..."I growled.
The snake was gliding down the platform. I noticed Harry lost his stance, focusing on the snake.
Professor Snape was striding down the platform, heading towards the snake."Don't move, Potter. I'll get rid of it for you."
"Allow me, Professor Snape," Professor Lockhart said, moving in front of Harry. He pointed his wand at the snake."Alarte ascendare!"
However, the snake seemed to fly up; it landed itself back on the platform. It began hissing, baring its fangs.
I gasped, clutching my gloves. Saffron was in front of me, and he spun around
"You okay?" He mouthed.
I nodded. Well, there was nothing to be afraid of a snake. It just reminds me of the basilisk on the train.
Harry was walking towards it though. The snake seemed to be staring at this Hufflepuff boy, who was in front of me, slowly backing away.
"Don't attack him," Harry hissed. The snake was getting closer to the boy, leaning over the platform."Leave him alone." The snake ignored Harry's command." Leave him alone," Harry demanded. It finally turned to Harry, baring its fangs at him. I watched Harry shake his head in disagreement.
"Vipera evanesca," I heard Professor Snape mutter.
The snake blasted into dust and smoke. Everyone gasped and whispered among another.
"What are you playing at?" The Hufflepuff boy raged.
Oh no...
We were walking back to the common room, still discussing what had happened during the Dueling Club.
"I can't believe you're a Parselmouth!" Ron exclaimed."Why didn't you tell us?"
Harry seemed still confused."I'm a what?"
"You can talk to snakes," Hermione rephrased.
"I know. I mean, I accidentally set a python on my cousin, Dudley, at the zoo once," Harry recalled."Uh, once! But, so what? I bet loads of people here can do it! Saffron and Bianca can do it!"
"I never said that I could do it, Harry," I told."I only said that I could understand it."
"Well, I can talk to animals, but that's because I'm a satyr," Saffron explained.
Hermione shook her head."Harry, it's not a very common gift. This is bad."
"What's bad? If I hadn't told that snake not to attack Justin," Harry explained.
"Oh, that's what you said to it!" Ron spoke up.
"You were there! You heard me!" Harry exclaimed.
"I heard you speaking Parseltongue," Hermione said."Snake language?"
Harry's eyebrows furrowed."I spoke a different language? But...I didn't realize...I-how can I speak a language without knowing I can?"
We all shrugged.
"I didn't know that I could understand it, Harry," I said.
Saffron turned to me."Still, Bianca, that's kind of strange for even you to understand it."
We turned to him."What do you mean?" I asked.
"No demigods can speak to animals unless they are the children of a god or goddess that could speak to animals. And you're the daughter of Khione."
Hermione sighed."I don't know, but, Harry, it sounded like you were egging the snake on or something. Listen, there's a reason the symbol of the Slytherin House is a serpent. Salazar Slytherin was a Parselmouth. He could talk to snakes too," Hermione explained.
"Exactly! Now the whole school's gonna think you're his great great great grandson or something," Ron exclaimed.
"But I'm not...I can't be..."
"He lived a thousand years ago. For all we know, you could be, Harry."
While they were discussing, I was too busy trying to figure who I was.
Then...what am I? Why do I understand snakes too?
I looked up, watching the confused Harry.
Am I also related to Salazar Slytherin?
A few days have passed. The staff was already decorating the castle with Christmas decorations. I was in the Great Hall with the others eating breakfast.
"Hey, Bianca, it's Nico," Saffron called.
We looked up, watching Nico land in front of me with a thick envelope.
I smiled, untying the envelope off of his legs. I sighed, petting him."Thanks~" Nico took off. I opened the letter.
" 'Bianca,
Well, first, thank you for the gifts. We all appreciate them. I do have some good news, and perhaps some bad news. I'll just start with the good ones. It'll make you really happy. So, guess who I found?! THAT'S RIGHT! BIANCA AND NICO DI ANGELO!-' "
My eyes widened, and I literally threw the letter above me without reading the rest.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!" I squealed, kicking under my seat in happiness.
"Um...Bianca? Y-you alright?" Harry asked."I never seen her like this," he whispered to Hermione and the Weasleys.
"Me either," Hermione agreed.
"Bianca, calm down. Everyone's looking at you," Ron said.
I stared at him. I couldn't stop smiling."HOW CAN I CALM DOWN?! This is the best day ever!" I screamed, stretching out my hands.
I could finally meet them! We could all hang out just like before!
Hermione giggled."Look! It's snowing!"
I realized snow was falling around our section only.
Saffron picked up the fallen unread letter. I caught him smile and turned to him."You read it, didn't you?! They're back! I gotta go thank Grover!"
However, I noticed him .
"B-Bianca..." He called, but I didn't respond. I was nearly dancing on the table."Bianca. You're not gonna like this. At all."
I froze, turning to him."W-what do you mean?" I settled down back to my seat, embarrassed.
"Come on, Saffron~" Fred whined several seats away.
"Bianca was actually dancing for once!" George complained.
I leaned closer to Saffron, reading the letter more.
" '-However, as Percy, Annabeth, Thalia, and I were trying to rescue them, we've encountered a Manticore. Annabeth...She disappeared with the Manticore. I don't know what to say, Bianca. I'm really sorry. I am going on a quest with Bianca and the others, so I don't know when I'll be back. I'll Iris Message you. I'm sorry. We'll find her.
Sincerely,
Grover' "
"Bianca..." Saffron called.
I kept staring at the letter.
No...way...Annabeth...H-how is Percy even coping with this? They're best friends for life!
"Aw...the snow stopped," I heard a student complain.
Saffron reached for my shoulder."Bianca..."
I blinked my tears away, but it was unsuccessful because my eyes were welling up with tears no matter what. I was trying my best to hold them.
"I-I..." I bit my lip. I slowly got up and walked out of the Great Hall.
Saffron's POV
As I watched Bianca run out of the Great Hall, I clutched the letter in my hand.
"What's wrong, Saffron?" Hermione asked.
"W-why did she run out of the Great Hall like that?" Harry questioned, still looking at the entrance, waiting if she'll come back again.
I sighed."She got some news about her childhood friend, Nico, and his sister."
Ron rose his eyebrow."Mental, she is. She's crying because of that? I mean, I guess you could cry if you're that happy. We actually can know about this Nico dude."
"A good friend of hers got kidnapped while rescuing them," I finished.
"Oops...nevermind then," Ron squeaked.
Hermione elbowed him. She got up from the table."I'll go after her."
"Make sure she doesn't harm or freeze you. Daughters of Khione get can very..." I stopped, trying to rephrase what I was going to explain."Just, be careful."