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It's been a while, I know. But I have alot of homework.

Disclaimer: I dont own Harry Potter, Percy Jackson nor Advil.

Later that day, AFTER Harry led Percy and Annabeth into their house, Ginny running ahead of them, quickly hiding any magical objects- both couples were talking.

Harry and Ginny were in the kitchen and Percy and Annabeth were in the Potter's guestroom.

-H&G-

"Harry. They're muggles. We can't let them stay here."

"I know. I'm sorry. But there's something weird going on."

"Do you think I don't know that? He looks almost exactly like you."

"That's not what I meant. Something feels weird."

Ginny gave him an odd look. "Even more reason for them not to be here."

"It feels like they should be here. Like I was supposed to do that. Let them in, I mean. Its not a bad feeling, though." He opened a cabinet and took out a butterbeer.

"But they're still muggles. Harry, we can't reveal any magical stuff to them. And we're all witches and wizards here. There are things everywhere that might reveal our identities."

"Just a week, Ginny. Alright?"

"Three days."

"Five."

"Fine."

-P&A-

Percy was pacing the room with his head in his hands. "What is wrong with my head?" He moaned. "It hurts. And I don't getmigrains."

"I'm sure you're fine, Percy. Just take some Advil." Annabeth was looking at a framed picture on the bed table. And it was moving. The picture was. The people in the picture were moving. "Hey, come here and check this out."

"My head hurts too much."

"Oh stop complaining. It's probably from all the kelp in your head. Come here."

Reluctantly Percy came to see what Annabeth was talking about. She had the frame in her hands. "Look at this." She said, holding it out for him. He took it.

"What's so big about an electronic photo frame?" He asked.

"I don't think it's electronic."

"What else would it be?"

Annabeth shrugged. "I don't know, magic?"

Percy laughed mirthlessly. "Magic mortals? Come on, Annabeth. You're definitely smarter than that. Now where is that Advil you were talking about?"

"They might not be mortal." She replied, not answering Percy about the Advil.

"Whatever! WHERE IS THE ADVIL, ANNABETH?"

"The front pocket of your backpack, the little pocket. Next to the ambrosia."

"Thank you."

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