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READ: And I kind of messed up it's actually from Harry's fifth year, so just mentally insert Umbridge and her little Hem, hem speech and we'll be good. Hopefully. Anyway, sorry 'bout that.

My chapters are kind of short, so I'm trying to make up for that by updating really often, like every other day hopefully. Enjoy!

PERCY POV

I can't believe we have to have classes! We're ADHD demigods for Hade's sake. Well, I mean, only Dumbledore knows that but even so, he's the headmaster! I knew this was going to be a very long, boring day.

The good news, was that our first class was History of Magic. It was taught by a ghost. I swear, I have never been so happy to have a son of Hades with me. He let us go outside two minutes in the class, despite Herminoise's disapproving look. Um, I mean Herminny. No, Hermione. Sorry.

Unfortunantely, we had Defense Against the Dark Arts next. Supposedly, it was taught by the little toad woman who I figured would be killed three seconds into a hydra attack. Nico and I walked into the classroom with varying amounts of caution, Nico having remarked earlier that half of him was literally the Dark Arts.

So when she told us to put our wands out, he looked relieved. That changed soon.

"Well, good afternoon," she said when we all had sat down.

A few people halfheartedly answered with, "Good afternoon, Professor."

"Tut, tut. That won't do. I would like you to reply, 'Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge.' Can you do that? Let's try again. Good afternoon, class."

"Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge," the most of the class replied. Nico just sat with a horrified expression on his face, and I was wondering if I could get some sleep.

"Wands away," she said, before launching into some sort of speech about irregular class patterns before finally telling us our assignment. Reading. I stood up.

"Are you telling me we're going to be reading for the whole year in this class? What kind of teacher are you, anyways? What if we need to protect ourselves?"

"And what do you think might attack children like yourselves?" Professor Umbridge asked.

Then, Nico stood up. He looked mad. Gods, a mad Nico is not a good thing. "Percy and I know more about dangerous things than you will ever know. You are a dsisgusting teacher, who wants us to not even learn the spells we're learning about for the first time in O.W.L.s, and I highly doubt our enemies will give us a chance to learn it for the first time if we're attacked," he hissed, his eyes glittering. He looked around to make sure this was what she expected us to do, and was met with nods and glares at the Professor.

Umbridge looked shaken, but repeated, "And what do you think will attack you?" Her voice was low and dangerous for some people, but to demigods it was very unimpressive.

"How about, gee, I don't know, Lord Voldemort?" Harry said. There were some gasps and flinching, but Harry, Nico and I were calm.

"I repeat," Umbridge said, "He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is dead, and you have been fed lies on his return."

Nico's eyes blazed, and he stepped close to Umbridge. Shadows started to swirl around him, but Umbridge didn't notice that. "He was never dead, and now he is back, and if you have foolishly believed otherwise, then go to Tartarus!" he added this last part in a whisper, so no one but me and the toad could here him.

I nodded. "Voldemort has returned, and you and your precious Ministry are, as you weird Birtish people call it, are prats."

I stormed out into the corridor, leaving a shocked Umbridge and a slightly scared but triumphant class of Gryffindors behind us. Nico caught up to me and smirked. "I know they'll be even more suspicious now, but the looks on their faces was priceless," he snickered.

"Yep," I agreed. "But you really need to go to anger management class."

"What do you mean?"

"You did your whole 'I-Am-The-Ghost-King-And-The-Prince-Of-Shadows-All -Obey-Me' thing."

"Oh," he looked slightly guilty. "Whoops," we walked in silence. "Oh, and Percy?"

"Yes?"

"Shut up."

-LINE-LLAMAS-LINE

We were in the Great Hall after a long day of classes, though we hadn't done potions and divination. We were waiting for the food to appear. The night sky was twinkling above us in the shape of an enchanted celing. The four tables were buzzing with gossip and there was a warm atmosphere. Well, mostly. Some Gyrffindors were muttering about what us two demigods had pulled in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

According to some whispered gossip I had overheard, Nico's 'I-Am-The-Ghost-King-And-The-Prince-Of-Shadows-All -Obey-Me' thing was considered Umbrakisnususus or something like that.

I wasn't too worried though. It'd take an army of wizards to take down two demigods, especially in Hogwarts, where there was a lake and plenty of shadows. Plus, Nico could counter them with his skeletons, which couldn't be killed by wizards.

Dumbledore stood up from his seat at the teachers table and all talking ceased. He cleared his throat. "It is my pleasure to announce another day at Hogwarts, as well the fact we have a new student, Jackson Montuaire." he announced.

I noticed Jackson standing unconfortably near the teacher's table. Dumbledore waved a hand and the teacher in green robes, who's name was Mcgonagall, came forward with the patched hat which had sorted us and a stool.

She gestured for Jackson to come over, but before he had taken a step, the hat said, "Put THAT one in Slytherin!"

Silence. A few Slytherins clapped half-heartedly, not really sure what was going on, or why he had been sorted when he wasn't even remotely close to the hat.

He looked over at me and Nico uncertainly. I had taken a liking to the young kid, so I gave him a thumbs up and a smile. I even tried to ignore the Golden Trio whispering among eachother urgently. They really need to learn to mind their own buissness.

He walked over to the Slytherin table and took the only available seat, across the table from Malfoy. Next to me, Nico was frowning.

"That was really, really..." Nico trailed off.

"Awkward," I suggested.

"Percy, shut up!"

Next chapter will be about them in potions and divination and maybe another class with Jackson, and they find out who has sided with Voldemort.