Chapter Two
Percy's POV
The water travel was the easy part. The rest of it? Not so much. Hecate had come in person to give us her blessing so we could do magic. Note to self: Stay far away from Leo. We got all our stuff together and three people came down from the sky on brooms. Yep, brooms. They introduced themselves as Tonks, who had pink hair, Mad-Eye Moudy, who had an extreme lazy eye, and Kingsley Shacklebolt. Annabeth and Thalia came with me to water travel. Hazel, Rachel, and Frank went with Nico to shadow travel. Nico had decided to come with us, after much begging on Hazel's part. Since Jason could fly on his own, he didn't need to fly on a broom. Piper, Leo, and Reyna did though, and Leo kept asking how it worked. I felt for the wizard flying them.
"Alright, demigods. Go ahead, and remember, you have to blend in," Chiron warned, looking specifically at me and Leo. You know what Chiron? What. Ever.
"Okay, Chiron," we chimed in perfect harmony. I grabbed Annabeth's hand and Thalia grabbed my wrist. I summoned water from the lake nearby and swirled it around in a tornado. I concentrated on the address, Number 12 Grimmauld Place. The water roared in my ears, and we landed in a fountain on the street. Thank goodness it was nighttime. I started to pull Annabeth and Thalia out of the fountain.
"This place is… British," Thalia said helpfully," And my legs are wet."
"Well, actually, your perfectly dry, remember. Hello, son of Poseidon here," I pointed out. Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Let's go, you two, I don't want to keep the others waiting."
"Whatever, Kelp Head,"Thalia shrugged and walked importantly after Annabeth.
"Haha, Pinecone Face,"I said, sarcasm dripping from my voice. Thalia spun and stalked towards me. "You know sea disasters are better."
"What was that, Jackson?" Thalia asked in a whisper, her voice low and dangerous.
"Sea disasters are better than air disasters," I replied brightly, making my voice happy and light. Annabeth sat on the edge of the fountain pulling out a book in Ancient Greek, and I heard her mutter,"Here we go again."
And with that, Thalia lunged, her bow instantly in her hands, arrow notched. I pulled Riptide from my pocket, uncapping my ballpoint pen, and watched it grow into a sword. A/N: If you want the wizards to find them fighting tell me, but for now, they'll have to settle for knocking. I whipped the blade into the arrow zooming towards my face. It was sliced in half, and I moved to swipe at her legs, but she jumped up, flipping in midair, and landed behind me. Still swing where she had been standing, I swung my leg out, catching her by surprise. My shin hit her ankles, causing her to fall into a crouch. Her bow skidded away, and I sprinted to grab it, but Thalia shot to her feet and ran for it. A/N: Sorry guys, but I had to give Thalia a realistic chance. She is the Lieutenant of Artemis. She scooped it up and shot at my thigh. At almost point-blank range, she could've seriously wounded me, but the shaft splintered when it hit my skin. It didn't impale me, but it sent an uncomfortable chill down my spine, and to the small of my back where my weak spot was.
I kept moving , and her next arrow shot past my arm when I rolled to the side and came up with Riptide swinging. Thalia froze, my sword point at her throat, my arm around her, effectively pinning her weapons to her chest and side. She looked up at my face, her electric blue eyes burning a hole through my skull. She knew that if she tried to use her hunting knives, she would probably just get a sprained wrist. Then we both smiled and I let her go.
"You know, I think that if I had invincibility, you wouldn't be able to beat me so easily," she joked, and I laughed with her.
"You would be hard to beat, but it's a bitch on your sleeping habits," I yawned, proving my point, and ran a hand down my face. We started walking back to the fountain where Annabeth was waiting, reading a book. Since all demigods had dyslexia, we had to read everything in Ancient Greek. Yep, we could read that better than our birth languages. And Latin, we had learned the Roman's language as well, and could converse fluently in either one.
"Finally, you're back. I know where to go, follow me," Annabeth put her book into the messenger bag hanging from her shoulder and grabbed my hand. Thalia morphed her bow and quiver into a backpack and we set off, looking for Number 12, Grimmauld Place.
When we reached Number 11, Grimmauld Place, Annabeth stopped and looked around. Apparently spotting what she was looking for, she started walking to a spot right between two doors. Looking over, I saw that the next door said 13 on it. Must be some sort of wizard spell.
Annabeth put her hand on a worn part of the brick, and a mini earthquake shook the ground. The mortals in the apartments didn't even notice. Then the building rumbled away from each other. I looked and saw that Thalia's eyes had widened in surprise, but I was past being surprised about this sort of stuff. It seemed to happen a lot. When I looked back at the crack between the two doors, I instead saw a black door with a gold snake knocker. There was a plaque next to the door that said "12". A/N: I know this isn't how it's described in the books, but I didn't have access to the book.
"The earthquake was a bit dramatic but-," started Thalia.
"It was a lot cooler than just a door popping into existence," Annabeth finished. "Shall we knock?"
"I don't know about you, but I really need to knock that snake," I said and Thalia gave me a disgusted look. "Oh, you know what I mean! I want to knock on the door!"
Still looking sceptical, she rolled her eyes and backed off the door, pulling Annabeth away from inspecting the architecture. Gripping the golden snake with one hand, I pulled it up and slammed it down several times, the sound reverberating down the street. Not sleeping anymore, are you mortals?
"Crap, Percy, why did you have to knock so loud?" Thalia groaned out and Annabeth moaned, her hands over her ears. I pouted before replying.
"I wanted them to hear me."
"Percy, love, there was no need to wake up the entire block," Annabeth said with a British accent. "Remember, we need to be inconspicuous, there could be Death Eaters anywhere."
"Yeah, but it was so fun, and my ADHD was screaming for me to do it!" I defended myself. Thalia snorted, about to retort, when the black door opened, revealing a boy that looked similar to me. He had messy jet black hair, bright green eyes paired with light skin. He was almost as tall as me, although I still had about 4 inches on him. The most interesting thing about him, though, was the lightning shaped scar on his forehead. Seeing three arguing teens standing in the secret doorway to a gloomy looking house, his eyes widened, taking us in. I must've looked pretty weird with arrow holes in my jeans, and Thalia had bruises on her legs from where I had kicked them out from under her. All of our jeans were soaking wet from our visit to the fountain, well, except for mine(Son of Poseidon).
"Uh, who are you?" he asked. He had a British accent, and his voice was cautious; I recognized the tone of a demigod on a quest. Cautious, careful, as if he was trying not to anger the Nemean lion. I smiled brightly, not bothered at all.
"My name is Perseus Jackson, but you can call me Percy," his eyes showed a slim recognition on hearing my name. Annabeth spoke up.
"My name is Annabeth Chase, nice to meet you," she spoke, grabbing my hand and stepping closer. Her stormy eyes were watching his face, calculating. Thalia shoved me out of the way, standing tall in front of the boy.
"I'm Thalia," and the boy looked curious. "And before you ask, you may not know my last name."
I broke in from behind Thalia with a "Jason is her brother."
The boy eyed us, not suspiciously, but trying to decide something. He opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Nico, Hazel, Rachel, and Frank stepped out of the shadows. Frank and Rachel were shivering, but Hazel and Nico looked perfectly fine.
Not seeing the boy, as they had come from next to the door, they all jumped when Boy(that's what I'm going to call him until I get his name) gave a yelp of surprise at seeing our friends come out of a wall.
"What the bloody hell!?" he looked as he would faint.
"Oh, hello. Uh, sorry, we... uh,"Frank was rescued from having to explain when Hazel stepped in. "We came for the Order of the Phoenix."
"Hey, guys," greeted Rachel as Nico leaned against a wall, as if he was trying to melt into it. Which he could.
"'No disappearing today, Nico! We're on a quest!" I said jokingly. He glared. Now I know what they meant when the other campers said 'Death Stare'. I turned to Boy.
"This is more of our group," I explained. "This is Nico di Angelo-" he nodded,"- Hazel Levesque-" she smiled warmly," Rachel Elizabeth Dare," she smiled and waved,"- and Frank Zhang." He looked nervous, but he gave a small wave and a "Hi."
"Hello, I'm-" Boy was interrupted yet again when a ginger haired boy ran up behind him.
"Is this them?" he asked excitedly. He had a shock of ginger hair, but that was all I got to see as he gestured for us to go in, pushing past our group of seven to look up and down the street. When we filed into the overall dreary entry hall, he looked us up and down, then said," Come on, Lupin and Sirius are waiting for you guys."
He jogged down the hallway to a door that was painted the color of the sky, obviously trying to brighten up the gothic place. He pushed it open, revealing a kitchen with an island, cabinets and a rather large dining table. At the table sat Lupin, Sirius, and a bunch of other ginger haired people like the boy who showed us in.
"Ah, welcome," greeted Sirius."Take a seat, children," he turned to look at Boy." Did you tell them who you were?"
"No," Boy said, and I got the feeling he was very important. Turning to us he said," My name is Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived."
