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MALFOY POV

"You WHAT?" I half yelled at Dumbledore.

"You can't do that!"

"Why in Hade's would you do that?"

"Percy! Stop cursing using my father's name!"

Dumbledore grimaced. "They refused to let me go to Hogwarts. I didn't want to spend a lifetime fighting, so I decided to break apart from them. They were mad, yes, but they accepted my decision."

Wow. That's just...wow. I would never break apart from the gods. With fighting you just got a thrill, and besides, you're respected at the Roman camp. Well, usually.

Next to us Jackson stirred and opened one eye. He stuck his tongue out at me and went back to sleep. "Hey!" I said. "Wake up, you lazy son of a gorgon!"

"Fine," he said, and slowly sat up and leaned against the wall. "Why does my leg hurt a lot?"

"Gorgon dropped you after you turned it to sand. With a touch of your finger," Nico explained.

"Ah. So, can we heal it now?"

I snickered. "See, Jackson dearest, we don't have ambrosia, and wizard hocus pocus magic is bad for demigods."

"What! You mean I have to wait for it to heal?"

"Yep,"

He threw a pillow at my head which I easily dodged. "I hate you all," he said, before slamming his head into a pillow. I smirked.

"By the way, how did you do that?" Percy asked.

"Um...magic," Jackson said. "Oh, and Professor Dumbledore, since I'm sorted and everything, can I stay for the whole school year? I'd need a wand, though, and since someone wasted all their ambrosia I'm stuck here for a while."

"Of course. We'll wait until you heal and you'll be able to go into classes,"

"Thanks. Er, it's about lunch time, right?"

Dumbledore jumped up. "I forgot to get the students out of their common rooms!"

I face palmed wheile he left the room. "So, Jackson, how are you going to get to the Great Hall?" I asked.

"I'll walk?" he tested his foot on the floor and made a face. "Never mind. Thanks a lot guys, for not catching me when that gorgon dropped me. I really appreciate it."

"Sorry," Nico said, grinning. Jackson threw a pillow at him.

"Maybe ickle Jackson has to use a wheel chair," I muttered, but not quietly enough.

"Get over here so I can kill you!"

"Can't catch me!" I said, running out of the room. Behind me I could here him throwing pillows at all the laughing demigods. I continued on my way to lunch. Students were already seated and talking, though some were looking around, scared. I mentally cursed, as we had forgotten to hide our injuries, no matter how minor.

The second I sat down at the Slytherin table, I was bombarded with questions.

"Why do you have scratches?"

"What happened?"

"Why'd you get to stay?"

I ignored everyone, and ate my eggs slowly. Until Jackson plopped down at my table.

"What the...how'd you get here?"

He gestured to the walls behind us, and whispered, "Nico shadow traveled me over here. I only had to take a few steps."

I snickered. "You forgot something, y'know."

"What?"

"How are you going to get back to the Hospital Wing?"

"Well, I'm not going back there but...NICO!" He shouted across the Great Hall. "GET OVER HERE, NOW!"

The son of Hades groaned, got up from where he was seated at the Gryffindor table and walked over to us.

"What?"

"I need you to shadow travel me to...er, Potions with the Gryffindors. After lunch."

"Fine, but I'll sleep through the class, you watch me."

He went to go back to his table, but Jackson grabbed his arm and pulled him into an empty seat across from me. "You're staying here, Nico."

Pansy whispered to me, "What is that Gryffindor doing here?"

"He was almost sorted into Slytherin, remember?"

"I suppose."

Lunch went by quickly, and I saw Harry looking angry and upset about something. I asked Nico what that was about. "Apparently this is his last detention with Umbridge and she's doing something mean."

After Nico shadow traveled Jackson to Potions, I saw him make true to his word after I arrived. He was snoring on the desk. When Snape came in, he was about to say something to wake Nico up and take points from Gryffindor, but when Jackson and I glared at the professor, he thought otherwise.

I sat next to all the demigods. At one point, Neville got up and went to sit with the Golden Trio because they were waving him over. He had to make up a cover story about how Percy asked him to sit with us.

Good things I'm not on good terms with them.

-DIS-IS-A-LINE-

PERCY POV

Friday night was the Keeper tryouts. As I wasn't on good terms with Zeus, I didn't go. Harry wasn't there either, which I thought was strange until someone reminded me he had detention with Umbridge, for yelling at her aduring a DADA I had skipped.

After classes today, all of which were boring, (except Herbology, where a plant had started snapping at Nico and we had to cut off it's head with a Stygian knife without anyone noticing) me and Nico headed to the Common Room, Neville saying he was going to the library for some reason, probably staying up until three to do homework.

We invited our two Slytherin demigods, and after a lot of begging, persuasion, and threats we got Jackson to come (Nico had to offer to shadow travel him right to the portrait of the Fat Lady, as he still couldn't walk and wasn't doing anything to fix that yet), but Malfoy refused flat out to come.

Unfortunately, we were counting on the Common Room being empty so not many people would see a Slytherin in the Gryffindor house.

I forgot that today was Keeper tryouts. The second we said the password, the door swung open and we were greeted by a roar. We climbed through to see what was going on. Turns out, the Gryffindors were having a party for...Ron as Keeper? What?

The second we emerged in the common room, Jackson hid behind Nico. "Thanks a lot, Percy," the Slytherin muttered. Jackson put his arms over me and Nico's shoulders and we awkwardly made our way over to the armchairs. We finally claimed three chairs and relaxed.

I was dozing off, when a voice said, "What are you doing here?"

I opened my eyes to see the Golden Trio standing in front of us, glaring at us. "Percy's fault," Jackson said automatically.

"Hey!"

"Well, it's true! You forgot today was the Keeper tryouts! These guys were bound to have a party."

"I don't care," said Hermione stoutly. "People of different houses aren't supposed to be in other houses!"

"Except for that one time in second year," Harry muttered.

Ron let out a laugh, which he managed to turn into a cough.

"Look, can you guys please go away? I promise I'll leave," Jackson said.

"Okay," Ron said cheerfully.

"Fine. Hermione, I need to tell you something that happened in Umbridge's office."

I settled back in my chair, and the other two demigods did the same. Soon, Ron came over and sat next to us. "Sorry 'bout that," he said. "Hermione can get a little touchy sometimes."

I nodded. "So...er, can I hang out with you guys more?" Ron asked hopefully. I looked over at Jackson, who nodded. Nico shrugged.

"Sure," I told the red head.

"Great. And look, I know there's something you're hiding, but I'm not going to pry. Are you going to do something about that leg, Jackson?"

He groaned. "I thought it wasn't obvious! And I'm not sitting in some hospital room while there's mon...er, things to do. Besides, Nico's been getting me everywhere."

"How? Oh, sorry. Nevermind."

"Is he gone yet, Ron?" Hermione called.

The red head sighed. "Jackson, you better go. Hermione's getting impatient."

I glanced around. No one was watching but Ron. "Look, Ron, if you can keep this secret, we might tell you the whole thing. Nico, get him to the Slytherin house."

Nico nodded, grabbed Jackson and they melted into the shadows. I looked at Ron to see what his reaction was. His mouth was open in shock and he was staring at the spot where Nico had been. I was slightly worried we'd made the wrong choice and he would tell Hermione and Harry or he'd run away in fright.

But he closed his mouth and said, "That was bloody awesome!"