Ollivander's and Arguments
Next chapter! Fun. Anyways, I own Harry Potter and Percy Jackson as much as I own the world. So we had the magazine sale final turn in day today. I have four duckies to annoy people with! Victory! However, this in no pertains to story. READ!
-Sunleaves

The sunlight filters through the dirty windows, giving us just enough light to see. It's piled floor to ceiling with wands. The others stand there gaping at the mess. At least, until I decide to make my presence known.

"Is anyone home? Mr. Ollivander?" I ask loudly. My voice echoes through the building. My friends start. They look at me. I laugh at their expressions. Percy pouts. I mock him. I'm probably the only girl can resist his pouting. A man, Mr. Ollivander, I assume, comes out.

"Ah. You five. I'm related to your aunt, the more magical one. So you need wands. Come line up." Mrs. Weasley sits in the back watching us. Mr. Ollivander lines us up by age. I'm behind Thalia. I'm older than my friends from school. He starts pulling down wands for Percy. He hands him the first one. Cherry and phoenix feather. I flinch. Water and fire. Uh-uh. Do not mix. As I expect, it causes an explosion. The next one is oak and mermaid hair. This one, when Percy waves it, causes the boxes to fly. That one is his.
Nico's is beech and thestral hair. Grace's is cedar and eagle feather. Thalia's is pine and feather of an eagle. Oh, the irony! We all snort at Thalia's.
My turn.

"Please don't let me have yew and phoenix. Please. Please. Please," I mutter continuously. Mr. Ollivander has about ten different boxes for me to try. He pulls out the first one. Figures. Yew and phoenix feather. I mutter again.

"What was that?" Ollivander asks, obviously hearing me mutter.

"Just praying that I don't get old Voldemort's wand." The effect is instantaneous. Mrs. Weasley gasps. Mr. Ollivander drops the boxes. My friends stare at me, mouths open.

"What? His wand is yew and phoenix feather. This wand is yew and phoenix feather. I already got a yew and phoenix feather wand," I trail off murmuring. Ollivander gets rid of the Voldemort wand. Instead he pulls out a blue box.

"This one was given to me. It's sand dollar and phoenix feather." The wand was black with wave designs etched along it. I hold it and wave. I get filled with a warm sensation. I decide to try something. I point my wand at Percy's and say, "Accio wand!" His wand flies out of his hand and into mine. Percy glares at me.

"Give it back."

"Or what?"

"Or I will soak you."

"Same powers, remember?"

"Give it."

"Say 'please.'"

"Fine. Please give me back my wand." I toss the wand to him. Ollivander chuckles. Thalia grins.

"Your wands are free." Free wands? Sweet. Mrs. Weasley looks surprised. At least. Percy keeps glaring at me.

"Hey, Nico, let me see your wand." He looks at me. Then shakes his head.

"Do you want me to really break your door when we get back?" He shakes his head. "Then give me the wand." He sighs and tosses it to me. His wand is all black. I hold it. Instead of a warm feeling, it feels like dementor. I toss it back and he catches it. Everyone holds their wands tightly, not forgetting what I did Percy's. I shake my head at them.

"Are any of you going to try for Quidditch when we get to Hogwarts?" I ask. Nico and Grace nod.

"What's Quidditch?" Thalia asks.

"Quidditch is similar to soccer but it's played on broomsticks. There are seven players. Three chasers. Two beaters. A keeper. And a seeker. The chasers score points by throwing the Quaffle through one of three hoops. The beaters are supposed to keep the Bludgers from hitting their teammates and to hit them to the other team. The keeper blocks the Quaffle from their hoops. The seeker catches the Snitch which adds one hundred-fifty points to their team and ends the match.

"The Quaffle is a red ball the size of a soccer ball. You score points by throwing through the hoops at the end of field. The Bludgers are black balls that zoom around trying to knock you off your broom. The beaters keep them away by hitting them with bats. The snitch is a small golden ball. It flutters around at high speeds, making it nearly impossible to see.

"Harry's had two different brooms. He had the Nimbus 2000 and the Firebolt. The Firebolt is the fastest broom there is. The Slytherins use Nimbus Chang uses a Comet two sixty. Madam Hooch compared the Firebolt two the Silver Arrow. Fred and George ride Cleansweeps. There are a variety of brooms to use. Ireland won the world cup against Bulgaria last year. Happy?" I say while we walk down to the Leaky Cauldron. They all nod. Percy seems astounded that I know this. Everyone else laughs at Percy's expression.

"You'll be able to meet Harry soon. He should be arriving tonight." I look at the others. We silently agree not to Mrs. Weasley we already met him.

This night can be described by one word. Chaotic. Fred and George are trying to eavesdrop on the Order. Ginny's chucking dungbombs at the kitchen door. Ron and Hermione are pacing up and down. Mrs. Weasley is shouting at something. Chaos. I love it.
The five of us are sitting in the girls' room and playing truth or dare. I go first.

"Percy, truth or dare."

"Dare."

"I dare you to go hug Ginny." Percy's giving me that What-the-heck-is-wrong-with-you-I-already-have-a-girlfriend look. Percy sighs and goes out. We shuffle out, watching him. He goes down the stairs and hugs Ginny. Ginny glares at him. She says something but I can't hear it. Percy holds his arms and points at me. He has no guts. Ginny points her wand at me. I walk into the room. Everyone follows me.

"Thanks, Sis. Um, Thalia, truth or dare?" Percy goes now.

"Dare."

"I dare you to dance around the room for the remainder of the game." Really? Traditional dares? Lame. Thalia shrugs and starts doing the disco.

"Naomi, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to hug Fred." Wow. Hug Fred. Ok.

"At least I can hug him without his being dead and cold. You know what kind of dares I can say." I shrug and walk out of the room. They follow me. I go behind Fred and give him an air hug.

"Fred, I apologize for that stupid Death-Eater killing you. I promise to kick Voldy's tail for killing one of the best pranksters of all time," I say solemnly. Fred turns around and looks at me. I shrug. "I like violence and I know stuff." He nods and turns. Everyone looks at me strangely." Let's go back to the room."

"Nico, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"How many Happy Meals do you buy a year?" Nico looks thoughtful. The shrugs.

"Don't know. Grace, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"Hug Naomi." I glare at him. I don't like people touching me. Grace knows it. Grace smiles at me. Then kicks Nico and gives me and air hug. "Gods, what was that for?" Nico asks, massaging his ribs.

"I don't like being touched. By anyone." Nico nods.

I start looking for Ron. I find him and Hermione. I summon a wave and douse him. I then douse him every five minutes. I walk back upstairs and we start talking about trivial matters. What we hope the teachers are like. What Hogwarts will be like. Wands. How we won't be able to use our powers. And that stuff. The we hear shouting.

"...HAVEN'T BEEN IN THE MEETINGS, BIG DEAL! YOU'VE STILL BEEN HERE, HAVEN'T YOU? YOU'VE STILL BEEN TOGETHER? ME, I'VE BEEN STUCK AT THE DURSLEY'S FOR A MONTH! AND I'VE HANDLED MORE THAN YOU TWO'VE EVER MANAGED AND DUMBLEDORE KNOWS IT! WHO SAVED THE SORCERER'S STONE?WHO GOT RID OF RIDDLE? WHO SAVED BOTH YOUR SKINS FROM THE DEMENTORS?"
I was shouting it word for word with Harry. Partially so everyone in our room could hear, partially cause I wanted to shout. Percy laughs at my antics. Thalia's rolling on the floor laughing.

"Let's go meet with anger management." I walk out the door. The others are trailing close behind. I lead the way down the stairs. Outside the door, I pause. The I kick it down.

"WHO DISTURBED MY BEAUTY SLEEP?" Harry, Ron, and Hermione look up. Everyone else is rolling on the floor laughing. Thalia is gasping for breath. Percy stops for a minute then cracks up again. Nico just laughs, which for him is the equal of dying of laughter. Grace is leaning on the door frame crying and laughing.

"Gods, she's a drama queen." Percy can hardly breathe for laughing. I spray them all with water from my wand. Harry, Ron, and Hermione gasp.

"You just used magic!"

"Yeah, so? Just because I broke the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery means what? I broke the International Confederation of Wizards' Statute of Secrecy? I'm American. I don't do what you want. I live in a free country! Oh, and by the way, can I have your autograph, Harry?" I say drily. My friends just laugh some more. Hermione looks shocked. Percy wills everyone dry. Harry gives me a piece of parchment with his autograph.

"Hey! You're the five blokes who were over at Privet Drive a few days ago." I nod.

"That'd be us."

"Where's the sword?" I shrug.

"Nico, what'd you do with your sword?" I ask Nico. (A/N: When they speak Greek, it'll be in italics)

"I gave it back to the shadows until I need it again."

"Good."

"What language are you speaking?" Hermione asked.

"Our first language. Greek." Percy nods.

"All of us have a parent that's Greek. Our dads are Greek. We're cousins," I explain. The four of them glance at me. I came close to revealing that we were children of the gods. I shrug. Like they haven't come close.

"Like she said. I'm Naomi's brother, Percy Jackson. The other two girls are Thalia and Grace Allingham. They're sisters. Mess with one, you have two to deal with. Goes for the rest of is as well. The emo over there is Nico DiAngelo. He's the Italian/Greek/American/whatever guy. And he's emo." Percy glances at Nico. Nico isn't paying much attention. The trio (AN: that's what I'm calling them now. I don't like writing all of their names) look astounded. Figures. Five cousins come to you and tell you they're going to your school. Surprised they're not screaming. Harry just nods. Well, don't believe us.

"What about you guys?" I ask, just to clear up suspicion. Grace looks like she'd trying not to laugh. I know how they met.

"First year. Ron and I became friends on the train. Hermione became our friend after we saved her from a troll." Harry grimaced at the memory. Oh, come on! A troll's nothing. Stab it with a sword, no more troll. We stay in the room and talk with the trio until we're called down to dinner.
During dinner, everyone's doing something. Nico's examining plates and goblets. Mrs. Weasley's yelling at Gred and Forge. Percy's arguing with Thalia. Grace and Tonks are talking about brooms. Harry's watching the proceedings with interest. The Order are talking loudly. Hermione and Ron are arguing over something. I catch Sirius's eye. He shrugs as if saying, We may as well let this happen. It'll happen sooner or later. Not if I have anything to say about it. I sigh and stand in my chair.

"WILL EVERYONE SHUT UP!" That gets their attention. "Nico put the damn plate down. I don't care if it's made of alexandrite or whatever it is! Grace, Tonks, we don't have to hear every word about the Nimbus 2001. Mrs. Weasley, if you keep yelling at Fred and George, they'll just do it again. Hermione, Ron, I don't know what you're bickering about, but shut up. And you two," I turn to Percy and Thalia, "shut the hell up!"

"You know, Perce, for your little sister, she's pretty cute when she's mad," I hear Nico whisper to Percy. Percy nods. I look at them so coldly, they flinch.

"Nico. I. Do. Not. Date. Anyone. Say that again and you'll lose your life. I know your dad will kill me. My dad will kill him. After Artemis probably. And Amanda and Seraphim will then kill you ghost. I won't go as far as to put a threat on Hazel, but I won't say anything about Frank. But I may kill Octavian just because he annoys me so much. And put the damn plate down!" Thalia nods approvingly. I nod to her before storming up to my room. While I'm up here, I read Prince Caspian for the millionth time. Reading calms me down. It always has. I'm lucky to have only ADHD. But I read Ancient Greek easily anyways.

A couple hours later, I hear footsteps come up the stairs. I turn out the lights and close my book, pretending to be asleep. Thalia comes in as well as Grace. They put on their PJs and go to bed. A few minutes later, I fall asleep too.
Done! This chapter is what I'd do. Yes, I would yell at everyone, read a book, then fall asleep. Simple. No, I don't have ADHD. At least I don't think so... ... ... However, I do have a short attention span unless it has to do with reading, writing, history, or animals. Anyways, this took longer than I expected. Next chapter: Hogwarts. There'll be a time skip. I may make the demi's know Neville, Draco, and Luna. It'll be one of the boys and Luna. Not sure which boy though. Check the poll on my profile for who should have detention with the toad first. With the OC's, none of them will be major characters. Just because I already five with a possible three more. Fifteen reviews before I update.
-Sunleaves