I wasn't going to update today but I saw the reviews thanks guys! And Leo's there because he's awesome.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson or their characters/storylines.

PERCY POV

Leo grinned like a mad man. "Team Leo, at your service! I'm here to help you guys." He strolled in casually. Then he seemed to notice the students around him. "Oh, hi, people! You must be those stick wavers!" He waved.

I mentally face-palmed at his lack of subtlety. He had basically convinced them he was crazy, we were probably crazy too, and clearly something very strange was going on here (if they didn't already know that) in, like, two sentences. I just didn't know how he did it.

"Leo, hi, how are you!" I said, feigning enthusiasm. Come on, let's go to Malfoy's dormitory."

I stood up, walked over to him, grabbed his arm and 'escorted' him away from the Great Hall, with all of the demigods following, excluding Luna for some reason. She has a tendency to not get involved with all of our secret meetings. Go figure.

Anyway, so as we headed to the Slytherin dormitory, Nico supporting Jackson, Leo explained to us what he was doing here. "So, I was in my cabin, minding my own business when this lady popped right next to my bunk! I was like, 'Wow! What are you doing here, crazy lady!' So then, she slapped me for my rudeness, and by the way she looked like, seven years old and I was like, 'What the heck!' so yeah, then she blessed me with magic, teleported me out here after explaining that you guys are here."

He took a breath. "Oh, and she also told me the name of this school and it's weird houses and stuff, and I was like 'Kabam! This is awesome, girl!' 'Cause, this is like, a school for special stick-wavers and stuff, so yeah. That's about it." He caught sight of Jackson. "Can someone tell me what that one is doing here?"

He frowned. "Why does no one notice me until the end? Anyway, I'm Jackson, I'm also a half-blood. I'm in Slytherin with Malfoy."

"Okay!" Leo said cheerily. I took the chance to whisper in his ear everything else about Jackson. We stopped in front of the passageway to the Slytherin common room, when Ron appeared around the corner.

"Hi, guys!" he said, panting. "Sorry, it took me a while to sneak away. By the way, the students are really confused and Dumbledore just told them to carry on as normal." He snorted. "Like you guys are normal. Anyway, who's he?" He gestured to Leo.

"I'm Leo. Are you a half-blood?"

Ron shook his head. "I'm a pure-blood." Then he seemed to realize what Leo meant. "Oh! No, but I know about you guys."

Leo nodded. "'Kay. So, I'm a son of Heptapheus. Also, I'm one of the more special ones, different from my half-brothers and sisters."

Ron looked interested. "How?"

Leo grinned like a maniac again. Then he immediately burst into flame, causing Ron to stumble back. "Cool!"

DIS IS A LINE, PPLZ

By the next Monday, we had finally convinced Dumbledore to allow Leo in the school. He was going to be sorted the next morning. I told Ron this in an under tone as we sat at the Gryffindor table for breakfast.

Nico was off sitting with the Slytherin table again, who had seemed to warm to him. I looked at my schedule and groaned to no one in particular. "Divination and potions!" I sighed and stuck it in my bag.

NICO POV

I climbed the rusty ladder that apparently led to the Divination room. I nearly turned around and headed back down just then. The room looked like an attic from a horror movie. There were small tables with even smaller plush seats. The air was stuffy, like no fresh breeze had made it's way into the room for at least a decade. The fire alone was enough to make the room hot. Sheesh.

The good news was I had it with the Gryffindors. The bad news was Malfoy wasn't with me, only Jackson. Apparently, Divination was too 'soft' for Malfoy, or at least the facade he kept up at Hogwarts.

I sat next to Percy and Jackson at one of the round tables. Percy was already asleep by the time the teacher came in.

"Hello," Our professor said. Her name was Treawlney, if the schedule was right. Twisting around, I saw a stick-like woman with large spectacles and so many bracelets and shawls even the Aphrodite cabin would be disgusted.

The second she came to our table, she pointed a frail hand at the three of us. "You have seen dangers," she quaked. "So many dangers. Thy have been to the Land of the Dead," she said, pointing to me and a now snoring Percy. "And thy have betrayed thy family in the depths of the earth," she finished. The whole time we had been speaking we were shocked, and didn't even make any attempt to stop her.

I looked around and realized the class looked confused or downright scared. 'Fraud,' I saw Hermione mouth to Harry. Apparently the bushy haired girl wasn't a big fan of crystal balls.

I was about to ask Treawlney how she knew that stuff when she started passing out crystal balls. When she came to our table, the last one, I opened my mouth when Mrs. Toad (Code: Umbridge) came huffing up from the trapdoor.

"Hello, dears," she said, and still breathing heavily, setting herself in a nearby chair. While we read our crystal balls, or in Percy's case, tried to block out the sound, Umbridge questioned Treawlney, who replied with some answers I was fairly sure was going to get her sacked.

Our next class was potions. With the Slytherins. Unfortunately, I was stuck next to Hermione, who annoyed me to no end. Snape was sneering and hovering around like an old bat in a bathrobe.

"Di Angelo, can you read?" he asked, seemingly exasperated, when I managed to blow up my potion for the fifth time. (Purposely, of course. I just chucked in random ingredients until it blew. It was actually really fun.)

"No," I replied cheerfully, like this whole thing was fun. Well, the potion blowing was. The actual class, eh, not so much.

The professor looked taken aback for a few moments, until he sneered, "Why didn't you go to the headmaster?"

"He knows."

He looked even more confused. "You know what? Just go. Di Angelo, I do not want to see you until you can read. Is there anyone else who can't?" he asked, as if he seriously doubted that there was anyone else.

Surprising for him, Neville, Percy and Jackson raised their hands. Then he jerked his head irritably, looking annoyed but trying to hide it. Jackson smirked and waved and we rushed out of the class room. We spent the rest of class time outside in the sun (or for me, working on my shadow travel) until we finally had to go to Care of Magical Creatures.

I groaned. Most animals hated me for my 'aura of dead people,' as Percy had helpfully translated from a pegasus after the Titan War.

As we tromped down to the hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, I saw the Slytherins and the Gryffindors waiting for us four.

"Okay, here we are. Threstrals," Hagrid, the half-giant, announced, eyeing the Toad (Remember, people, Umbridge!) nervously. The lady herself was taking notes on a clip board. Hagrid moved aside and showed us the trees.

The leaves trembled, and a black skeleton-looking horse stepped out.

Hello, my lord.

It said, bowing in my and Percy's directions. i admit, I was freaked out. I had never heard anything, er, any animal, actually, talk in my direction before. It was an enjoyable class.

I'll skip Transfiguration and Charms and all those boring school classes, mainly because I was sleeping. My powers do exhaust me a lot, so what can I say?

Anyway, I'll go ahead and skip to dinner for you. Leo's sorting.

LEO POV

This was so, so, so, so, so cool! I'm at a school for witches and wizards! I mean, I thought they were myths! Wait, wait, wait, take that back. I thought Greek gods were myths too. Roman also, for that matter.

I paced in the corridor outside the Great Hall. I wasn't quite sure how I was going to be sorted. One of the teachers, a really, really short guy with glasses had mumbled something about 'hats' before waddling off to the feast.

Gee, thanks, I thought. Maybe he had an obsession with hats. Hey, that'd be cool. Maybe he could lend me a beret...sorry, off topic. Darn ADHD. Darn the dylexsia too, for that matter.

Suddenly, the door to where the hat-obsessed teacher had put me opened, and the Great Hall opened, with much applause. They had probably heard of my dramatic entrance. Anyway, I carefully walked in. An old man with a beard, the Dumbles guy, gestured for me to sit on a stool.

I walked over to it and sat. The students waited. What the heck? I thought, before the lady in the green robes placed a hat on my head. Oh. That made more since. But I still wanted that beret.

PERCY POV

I waited for Leo to be sorted. The second the hat was put on him he actually wasn't fidgeting, for once in his demigod life. It was a miracle.

"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat shouted. (I still find that sentence just...plain wrong) Leo got off the stool and looked relieved.

"Congrats, fire dude," I told him as he sat next to me.

He grinned at me crookedly when a loud crash sounded. I looked over just in time to see the three Slytherin demigods crash backwards out of their seats, seemingly unconscious. Only one thought crossed my mind. Okay, three: Monsters. Poison. Why can't our lives be normal?

DUN DUN DUN! I REALLY REALLY STINK AT CLIFFS! Okay, now who poisoned the demigods cups? Monsters. *sigh*