A/N omg, I feel so bad rn. I forgot to upload the other fanfic yesterday. :(

But I didn't forget this one luckily.

Shoutout to:

Percy 'lil Sis

Trinity Rebel

one thing before you start the chapter, it might be kinda dark, just a lil.

Enjoy wonderful ppl. . .

Percy POV

I was not happy and my friends noticed. In the morning when I woke up, I didn't spare a glance at my friends before leaving to get breakfast. Annabeth returned in her own bed to go back to sleep.

I was alone, sitting at the Gryffindor table picking at my food. Why did it have to be me? Why did it always have to depend on me.

I didn't know what I was going to do, I couldn't just bail on my friends and kill Harry, but at the same time I couldn't condemn the school and leave it at the mercy of monsters. I couldn't bare to think that my family might get hurt because of a choice I didn't make.

In anger I pushed the plate away and stomped out of the Great Hall. As I was leaving I felt someone stare at me. I turned around to see. . .Harry staring at me. When he saw I was looking at him he slowly walked away, motioning for me to follow him. A little suspicious I followed the wizard until we were in a corridor that looked pretty abandoned, but I couldn't see where he was.

Then something hit me square in the back and I was sent flying forward and colliding with the hard marble wall.

I groaned as I stood up, rubbing my back where I had been hit. I didn't manage to even turn around before I had a hand pressed against my chest, making me hit the wall with my back. The point of a stick, gods dammit it's a wand, was pressed under my chin. Harry was looking at me as if he was going to murder me.

My heart skipped a beat, what if he knew of my dreams? Crap.

My eyes showed that I was alarmed. I put my hand in my pocket, it wasn't even out when Harry said, "expelliarmus!" And my trusty pen was flying out of grip and into Harry's.

The tip of his wand went back under my chin. "I should kill you right now, I know about what Voldemort told you." He said.

"Go ahead then, you'll be sparing me from the decision." He glared at me.

He pressed the wand deeper into my skin and it was kind of starting to hurt. I mean, why don't you try having a stick in the skin under your chin? Kinda hurts.

"How do you know anyway? As far as I know I didn't see you in the dream." I asked.

"I don't know." He said truthfully. "But I was there and don't you dare. . ."

I blinked calmly, and it seemed to disturb him that I wasn't fazed by his threat. "If you had to choose between your best friends and family to a bunch of others you barely know, what would your answer be." I asked slowly with an equal voice.

He seemed to drop back a little. "So you're going to kill me?" He asked me.

I didn't want to lie, but I didn't want to say the truth either, I settled for a half truth. "If I was going to kill I would have already." I said calmly.

He just stared at me and so I spoke again. "You see why I need you to teach the others some defence, wether I turn or not, there will be a fight, and by far you're the best person who can teach them."

He nodded but he gripped his wand tighter. "But I can't just let you go. For all I know you could kill me the moment I turn away."

I shook my head. "I wouldn't kill you Harry." I said earnestly. "Maybe I'd somehow be part of your death, but never would I intentionally kill you. And by the way, even like this I could easily do so."

His eyes widened and then he did something that quite literally surprised me. He uncapped my pen, making it transform into the wicked sword it is. He raised it and held it in front of my throat. It was closer than what I'd have liked and it didn't allow me much room for moving. If I moved slightly too much and it would cut my throat.

I did not like having my own weapon threatening me. That's a big no, no.

He muttered something and sparks shot from his wand. I felt my hands be pushed to the side and onto the cool wall, I tried moving them but they didn't budge. His wand was now on my chest. "Would it still be easy to kill me?" He asked a little dangerously.

I tried for a grin. "I need to say it'd be a lot harder now." I said. "You can release whatever you did." I wiggle my arms a little to show him what I meant.

Harry shook his head. "I don't trust you." He said. "You're dangerous."

"I am." I agreed. "And I get it you don't trust me, but you need to at least try to, and be ready for what is to come." I said.

"Or I could just kill you now." He said slightly moving the sword.

It cut a little into my throat and I had to greet my teeth. "And live for the rest of your life with the conscious of having killed an innocent man."

"I'd hardly call you innocent." He said. "Two wars, I bet you killed a few."

I didn't like it but I had to agree with him. "You're right." I said. "But everything I did, everyone I. . .killed, it was to save thousands, including you." I didn't like admitting I had killed people, but it was true, during both wars I had been forced to fight against my family and eventually kill them to survive.

"What do you mean?" He asked, and to make me as were he cut slightly more, making a little blood ooze out and I felt it trickle down my neck.

"If you keep moving that sword deeper in you're going to kill me." I said slowly.

He frowned and slightly took the sowed away. I sighed, relieved that the pressure wasn't there anymore. "What do you mean you saved thousands?" He asked.

"There was a war." I started. "A prophecy. A child, me, Thalia or Nico, would make a choice when sixteen. It's either destroy Olympus, or save it. Titans attacked, the leader, Kronos, he had golden eyes and possessed an old friend of mine. Unnoticed or abandoned demigods were fighting against us. It's either kill or be killed. Luke died along with Kronos, human population saved from him, the end."

He frowned. "You said two wars." He said. "What about the other one."

I raised an eyebrow. "I thought you wanted to kill me, not ask about my amazing quests."

He scowled while I gave him my signature smile, which he did not like. He pressed the sword back in my throat slightly, it didn't cut but it was scraping. "Do you hate me?" He asked.

I couldn't shake my head for fear of being cut. "No. If I new there was someone with a possible intention of killing me I'd do the same." I told him.

He seemed reassured by this. Oops, had I given him more pretence for him to kill me? Who knows.

"I just," Harry looked troubled. "I don't know if I can trust you. And I don't know. . .I can't just kill you."

"You can." I said. "You just need to hate me enough for it. Feel as if I'm really threatening your life and push that fabulous sword you're holding in your right hand and voilà, done, no more worries, I'd be dead."

He scowled at what I had just said. "Do you have a death wish?" He asked.

"No." I said. "Not really. It's just. . .I know you won't do it. If you really wanted to kill me you would have done it already."

"You're not afraid to die are you?" He asked.

"When you're a demigod you kind of get used to the feeling that you're about to die." I explained. "So no, I'm not afraid to die."

I don't think he knew that the blade was moving into my neck, I gritted my teeth and he did. Before he could get put a word there was some rustling and footsteps coming from behind him.

"What's going on?" Asked Annabeth. Harry released the magical grip on me and immediately, my right hand pushed the sowed away from my throat and my left grabbed my bleeding throat.

"Percy!" Annabeth cried out as she came over to me. "What happened?" She looked at my hands smattered in blood and then glared at Harry.

Ron and Hermione were behind him and looking at him confused. Thalia and Nico were looking between the two groups.

"What the bloody hell Harry?" Ron asked his friends.

"He's got no fault in this." I defended him. "It's my fault. I. . .sort of attacked Harry. . .he was just defending himself."

Annabeth looked at me with concern. "Why'd you attack him?" She asked.

I just shook my head. "I don't know. I'm sorry." The last bit was referred to Harry.

"No I'm sorry, I almost killed you." He said.

Then he came up to me and handed me my sword back. "But I've still got my doubts. I won't tell, but no promises."

I nodded and took my sword back. "I understand."

"What are you guys talking about?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing important." I said and Harry glared. "On the other hand, something extremely important which I'd like to keep to myself."

"Percy-" Annabeth said looking worried.

I pecked her on the cheek. "Don't worry about it Wise Girl."

A/N and that's a wrap. Gods I feel so bad rn. I'm gonna put an AN for apology. Yes, I'll do that.

Anyways hope u liked this chapter, and. . .nvm.

Do you guys live near the beach? If u do, do u surf? Cuz I just came home from it,madly not just, but like, right after school I had the lesson and then I came home, showered, ate and here I am. . .

Hunter out