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CHAPTER 4

"Hello dear, how are you?" Was the first thing Percy heard when he entered the Order's headquarters, "Who's that?" and "Back already?" being said simultaneously after that. The first question came from a motherly looking woman with fiery red hair. The next questions came from another redhead, this one being a teen about Percy's age, and a bushy haired teen who looked the same age as the redhead teen.

Percy wasn't planning on taking this unexpected trip. He was actually planning to catch up with his mother, take Annabeth on a date, and meet Annabeth's cousin, Magnus. After the list was completed, he would go to Montauk with his mother and Paul and have a wonderful time making sandcastles and swimming. While at the beach, he would also visit Tyson in the underwater forges. Unfortunately, all those plans he carefully made (meaning Annabeth made them for him while they were driving back to New York) went to waste. He was now stuck with a whole bunch of 'wizards' who seemed sure that he was bent on destroying the world. Not to mention that fact that he has yet another evil grandfather. Why the fates hate him, he'll never know.

The redhead teen was glaring at him while the bushy haired one was frowning at the redhead. It reminded him of his Wisegirl and himself. Oh no. He forgot to tell Annabeth he was going to be unable to follow through on the plans he (she) created. She's going to kill him. He could see it now: R.I.P Percy Jackson, who survived many tretuous trials, but was finally bested by his angry girlfriend. He should really IM her before she started to worry. She would probably go try and accuse Hera for pulling another of her famous 'Why don't I steal two teens from different camps who hate each other and put them in their rivaling camp? It'll be fun!' tricks. Wait, is that painting moving? That isn't normal. Is it a weird wizarding thing?

Stupid ADHD. While he was swimming in his thoughts people were looking at him inquisitively. Their thoughts were along the lines of this:

Hermione: Wow, he's hot. He's like my favorite male model aged down to teenager mode with dashing black hair and dazzling sea green eyes.

Ron: That's You-know-who's grandson? He looks decent. He probably is evil though. Come on, his grandfather is a mass murderer.

Mrs:Weasley: He looks skinny. I'll be sure to give him extra large helpings at dinner tonight.

Ginny: He looks like he could play chaser well. Right build, good weight. I'll have to talk to him about that.

Fred: So George, what pranks should we play on him?

George: We should do the old 'put a bucket of water on top of the door trick'. That always gets them.

Fred: Good one! We should also come up with more later.

"Hello everyone, this is Perseus." Sirius said as he patted Percy's back.

"Percy. It's Percy." Percy corrected.

"Hello there Percy!" A redhead said.

"How you doing?" A replica of him said.

"I'm George." Redhead #1 said.

"I'm Fred." Redhead #2 said.

"Wait, let me guess," Percy interrupted, pointing to Redhead #1, "you're Fred," he pointed to Redhead #2, "and you're George."

They looked surprised when Percy saw through their facade.

"I have two friend at my summer camp who do the exact same thing as you do." Percy revealed.

"Well mate, you'll get along fine with us." George told him as he swung his arm on his back.

"That's good darlings because Percy is going to be staying in your room until school starts." Mrs. Weasley said.

"Well, let us show you to your room."

"It's a fine example of a bedroom."

"It has two bunkbeds."

"And a dresser."

"Also, a lovely black carpet."

The twins continued listing of the amenities of their room, until they shoved him inside and shut the door with identical smirks. It was time to start the prank planning…