A/N:
makerboy13 and AchillesSaber : okay, you'll have to talk to Percy himself.
NinjaSquirrel1912 : I know right! Oh dear…I'm getting a little bit excited myself.
hera98 : Ooooooh….was the scale high? O.o I think three fandoms is enough in one story. If I add another one I might go nuts.
ArianaandXaia : 1) I KNOW! I am soo going to be on Annabeth's to-kill list. 2) We should call them 'The Great Katcy'. Get it? XD 3) I just like to make you guys – and Percabeth – suffer. :P 4) I know it's a PJO/HG but seriously , how can you leave the most awesome fandom out? So I figured, Harry should have a role too. How about you be Katniss, the daughter of Apollo? :O
The Red Reader of Doom : here's your answer!
PercyJacksonGirl : honey, I think I made a square triangle….o.o
person09 : I always push a revolving door when I'm at the airport. Seems to make it revolve faster…o.o slamming? Why would you slam a revolving door? People would only say you're nuts and you'd probably get kick out of the place.
ronnie07 : No. Harry is an AU character. I think it would complicate things if he can do magic.
Attached Note : I think I'll put off Percy's POV for a while. After all, there's a lot that needs to be explained. :P Oh, and in this story, Harry still has his scar but not his glasses. Oh, and he would be around Percy and Katniss' age.
Disclaimer : Let's see. Yeah..I'm cruel like the real authors. But I'm not published like the real authors.
Percy: to makerboy13 and AchillesSaber : why would you think I would be in a place full of people who would definitely kill me on sight? I'm not that nuts. And why would I disguise myself? O.o
Katniss' POV
I think I may have fainted.
ronnie07 : No. Harry is an AU character. I think it would complicate things if he can do magic. Also, I think a love square is enough for a story.
Or maybe I just stood there staring at the I-am-not-Percy apparition in front of me.
" You're making fun of me right? You dressed up like up like him on purpose, right? Just to annoy me? Maybe even get some alteration here and there!" I could feel myself getting angry.
He raises his hands in defense. " Whoa!" he says. " I'm telling you the truth! I'm not Percy Jackson! My name is Harry Potter. Look, if you still don't believe me," he pushes his hair from his eyes, revealing a peculiar scar that seems to be in the shape of a lightning. " Seriously. Does Percy have that?"
I stare at him, unable to actually comprehend him. " So…so…"
" I know how much you miss him, Katniss but I assure you, I am not him. I can never be him," Harry Potter says, picking up a plate and laden it with food. " But yeah, aside from the scar, I really do look like him. People always get some sort of epilepsy whenever I go out, thinking I'm Percy Jackson. Quite a bummer really since I can't go and have some fun."
" Oh?"
" Yeah and then some of these really weird people would come up to me and they would ask me if I would like to 'accompany them for the night'. I said, 'What?' and then they would all go, 'You are Percy Jackson, right?' They are all crazy."
I stare at him. " Aren't you?"
" Aren't I what?" he asks, biting into his bread roll.
" Crazy."
He snickers. " My uncle raised me to be a clear-headed person and not be fooled by all this lavishness. Well, maybe not always clear-headed but at least I know how to act normal, speak normal, be normal. Well, as normal as you can get when you're surrounded by nutters every single day for eighteen years of your life."
I laugh. I'm starting to relax around this…Harry Potter. I'm not sure why but he radiates some sort of aura that feels like Percy. It's like there's this sign over him that tells me I can trust him.
" I see you are making fast friends with last Games' victor, Harry," an elderly male voice says from behind us. I turn around and I nearly had another heart attack. " Hello, Miss Everdeen." When I didn't reply, he chuckles. " You look as if I just introduced myself as an alien."
" Psy, Katniss called me Percy just now," Harry tells the man. The man laughs. " Katniss, this is the uncle that raised me to be the sane person I am now. Uh..his name is Psy Done. Psy, as you very well know, this is Katniss Everdeen."
" It's an extreme pleasure of meeting you," Psi Done says, taking my hand and kissing it. " Lovely as always." Crap, I still can't say anything. " Am I too distracting for you?"
" What?"
Harry laughs. " Don't listen to him. He's a womanizer if you must know." Psy Done slaps him on the back. " Anyway," he says, putting down his plate (which still has food on it, by the way). " Would you do the honor of dancing with me?"
" Um…okay."
" And you call me a womanizer!" Psy calls out as we weave through the crowd.
Harry laughs. " I love my uncle. He's the closest thing I can get as a father."
" What happened to your father?" I ask as I let him twirl me around.
" My parents were killed," he says softly. " By our dear, beloved you-know-who." Oh, yeah. Who else? " He hired this really crazy assassin named Tom Riddle who actually lived up to his name by reciting riddles before getting the deed done." Silence. " I was one when they died."
" I'm sorry," I say, feeling a little bit guilty that I treat my mother badly before, when she went into a great depression after my father's death.
" Nah," he says, shaking his head, a smile on his face. " I think that was for the best. If they're still alive, I wouldn't be living with Psy, hence I could not be here dancing with you."
" Why?"
" Psy told me we used to live in District Five. If my parents weren't killed, I'd still be living there, provided that I don't get reaped and then get killed in the arena." I nod in understanding. " When Riddle killed my parents, one of their best friends, Sirius Black was to take me and go into hiding but Riddle got to him first. It was Psy's authority and his connectivity to the Capitol that has kept me alive all these years. If not, I would probably be rotting somewhere underground."
" You have a really interesting background," I say as we dance away.
He shrugs. " I guess it is interesting," he says, twirling me again. And then I caught a sight of Psy.
" Harry," I say. " It's really unnerving to see how Psy looks a lot like Percy. I mean, like you, I might have mistaken you for Percy at first glance but now that I've gotten a better look at you, I realize you don't actually look alike. There are some slight differences like your nose, the scar, your mouth."
He laughs. " Yeah. I'm not as good-looking as Percy."
I smile. " But with Psy, he looks exactly like Percy. The smile, the smirk, the grin, the way he walks or stands. The way he talks. It's like looking at Percy himself, only an older version."
" I think you just miss him a lot. That's why you think Psy looks like him," Harry assures me. " And speak of the devil."
" Hello, Harry, Miss Everdeen," Psy says, smiling.
" Katniss," I say.
" Ah…first name basis. I prefer it too." Harry rolls his eyes. " Harry, may I cut in between the both of you? You certainly have monopolized her time. I think you should let the better dancer dance with her."
" Go find someone your age, Psy."
" Alas, they are not as graceful as our Katniss Everdeen."
I giggle. " Okay, Psy Done. I'll dance with you."
Harry makes a face at his uncle before releasing me. " Don't break her heart, Psy. Or I'll break your face," he says, his tone serious but there's this playful twinkle in his eyes.
" Have I ever break any woman's heart?" Psy asks as Harry makes his way back to the refreshment table. Harry waves Psy's comment off before turning his attention to the food. " I noticed you checking me out before."
I could feel blood rushing to my face when he said that. " I wasn't checking you out!" He chuckles. " No, seriously. I wasn't checking you out. I just kept thinking how you look exactly like – "
" Like Percy Jackson?" I nod. He stops waltzing. " Katniss, there's something I need to tell you."
" Okay." I wait for him to tell me that something. " Well?"
" I think it should be done somewhere people would not eavesdrop or hear us," Psy says. I shrug and let him steer me to a corner of the room, near the dessert table. " Might I interest you in some peanut butter and chocolate mousse pudding? It's one of the finest dessert I've ever tasted. That and maybe the caramelized orange cake. So, which one?"
" I'll have a bit of both, I guess," I smile. He nods and scoops a large amount of both desserts into a bowl. " Oh. This is delicious!" I exclaim as the peanut butter melts in my mouth, the taste turning gracefully into chocolate.
" Try the cake," he tells me as he helps himself to the dessert. " It'll explode in your mouth."
And explode it did. Literally. There's this some sort of sugary balls, really tiny that you wouldn't notice it that went BOOM in my mouth. No, don't worry. My face is still intact, though my tongue is a little bit sore now. Not to mention tingly. But the caramelized orange cake, too tasted as if it fell from the sky.
" So, what did you want to tell me?" I ask Psy as we sat on a few empty couches near the table and away from the rest of the crowd. " Sounded pretty important."
He didn't say anything for a while, merely focused on his dessert. It was not until about five minutes after that did he open his mouth. " What do you know about Percy Jackson?" he asks, fixing his green eyes that reminds me so much of Percy. " What do you know about his background?"
That's a weird question. " Um…well, I know that he used to live in the Seam with his mother and sister."
" Wait…his sister?"
" Yeah. His sister, Addy. She died a few months before we volunteered for the Games. He was pretty much a wreck after she died but he didn't actually show it. Maybe sometimes we'd catch him crying or talking to himself. He really missed her. Why are you asking this?" I ask him, an icy feeling clenching my heart. Could it be?
" Katniss, when I noticed you didn't take your eyes off of me, I know you had pieced everything together."
" Pieced what together?" I ask him, feeling extremely annoyed that he's talking in riddles. " Psy, I'm getting really annoyed with you right now."
He stares at me, a look of disbelief on his face. " Why, Katniss. Surely you have thought of it." I glare at him.
" If you won't stop playing riddles with me, I'm going to go now and dance with Harry," I say, getting up.
He grabs my arm. " Katniss, I am Percy's father. And I am positively sure that he is my only child. I didn't have a daughter with Sally."
PRANG!
" You cheated on Aunt Amphritite? " Harry asks, a look of horrified mixed with disbelief on his face
A/N : well, folks .That's the end of this chapter. Big surprise there, huh? *note the sarcasm* I'm sure you guys had figured it out beforehand. Oh, and Psy Done don't have any similarities or connections etc etc with the South Korean singer, Psy. Okay? Okay. So, had fun reading? Review? Have some suggestions? PM me. Hate it? PM me. And I think I'm gonna do a poll. I got lost counting. :P