Author's Note: I am SO SORRY for not updating sooner. I've had a pretty rough couple of weeks, plus, one of those weeks was Thanksgiving, so you should give me a break. Anyway, again, sorry for not updating. Also I will try to do better with my paragraphs as well. Not making any promises though. Please R&R. Hope you enjoy.

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Chapter 5

Percy's P.o.V

Today is the day. Nico and I finally get to go to Hogwarts. I can't wait to see what this place is like. Hagrid filled us in on some things after he dropped off our books and owls last night, when we got back from Diagon Alley, and it really excites me to finally be able to see the place for myself.

I was in such high spirits when I woke up, until Nico spoiled it after waking up from a nightmare. He said that, as a precaution, we should dress in disguise so we wouldn't be seen by anyone at the train station. He told me his dream consisted of us going in normal clothes and getting spotted by some of the new campers while getting on the train. The thought really creped me out. So I agreed.

When we were done dressing I looked in the mirror. I looked like someone who was up to no good, instead of a teacher. Now I never really cared about my appearance before, but I don't want to make a bad impression on all of the new teachers and the students. I looked for something other than the black pants, black baggy sweat shirt, and black well everything and went with some things that were a little more my style. I, instead, grabbed a green T-shirt, blue zip up hoodie, a pair of dark blue jeans, and kept the black converse. I liked the way they fit. I still looked like I was up to no good, but at least I didn't look Goth like Nico like to look.

We grabbed what little things we had, and headed for the lobby. Hagrid had promised to meet us and apparate us to Kings Cross station. When we got to the lobby, Hagrid was waiting, as promised, and he looked genuinely happy to see us. I had a good feeling about this.

At Kings Cross

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Hagrid really wanted us to RUN through a brick wall. It sounds impossible. I may be a Kelp Head, but even I know not to run head long into a brick wall on purpose. It's just absurd. But he has helped us so far and I can't think of any reason he would lie to us. Then again I thought that the people at camp wouldn't lie to me either and yet they did. Oh great. Stop thinking about camp, it'll ruin your mood.

Nico was actually right about that dream. I did see a couple of people from camp at the station. Not people that I knew personally, but knew enough about to give me a bad feeling. I'm sure that if they saw me that I would be given away. I was glad that Nico had us put on disguises. I sure as heck didn't want to be seen. Nor did I not want to go to Hogwarts this year.

On a stroke of sure stupidity, I broke into a run, pushing my cart in front of me. I was pleasantly surprised when I passed through the brick wall unharmed. Nico soon followed suit. Once on the other side, I got a good look at the train. It looked marvelous. There were so many people hustling and bustling about.

Nico and I got into a car and got settled into one of the empty compartments and closed the door. I wanted to talk to him about what was going on and what we should do, but I decided not to ask now. Just in case someone over heard and got suspicious.

Almost everyone was gone from outside, and I was fairly confident that no one would get in our compartment. Oops. Thought too soon. Three people got into the compartment and you'll never guess who one of them was. Yup. It was none other than Hermione Granger. My childhood best friend. She also brought those two boys I saw her with yesterday. One was oddly peculiar looking. He had average looks. Black hair, glasses, a somewhat pale complexion. But that wasn't what struck me as odd. It was the lightning bolt scar that was on his forehead. The other one was a ginger that seemed all too aware that Nico and I were in the compartment. He even looked slightly frightened.

The ginger whispered to scare face something. They both looked at my arm then back at each other. With my hood up, I hesitantly looked at my arm, and saw the SPQR tattoo. I had almost forgotten about that. The ginger just got done whispering something to Hermione and she looked at my arm as well. Only she didn't look all that frightened by it. I think it was because she could actually see what it was.

When I said Hagrid filled us in on things a Hogwarts, I meant us. He told us about the classes and the teachers and student, but the most important was the war that was going on. He said the people that swore allegiance to He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named were branded with a "dark mark" which was a tattoo of a skull and snake. So I knew right away, that that was what the ginger and scare face were so worried about.

The train took off, and we started our journey to Hogwarts in a somewhat uncomfortable silence. I guess curiosity got the cat and ginger decided to start asking random questions.

"So. Who are you two?" he asked, slightly frightened. I answered him in a calm and friendly manner.

"We are the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers."

"You are? You don't look that old. What could you possibly know about fighting?" asked scar face

"Your right Harry. They look about our age." Stated Hermione

Harry. So that was scar face's name. Wait a second. Isn't the boy we are supposed to be protecting named Harry? I glance at Nico and he shook his head in agreement. He thinks that he is as well.

"We know more about this than you think we do. Dumbledore hand-picked us for this job. Trust us, we know what we're doing." Said Nico

"That's a lot of talk. I hope you can live up to our expectations. I also hope that you last the whole year, if not longer." Said ginger

"What do you mean?" I asked

"Well, you see, practically all of our Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers have only lasted one year. Mainly because they were possessed, egotistical, a werewolf, or pretending to be somebody that was supposed to be teaching but turned out to be trapped in chest." Said Hermione.

"Wow. That's some pretty bad luck that you guys have had. Let's hope we can last."

"Don't jinx it Nico." I said

"So your name is Nico?" asked the ginger

"Yup. Nico di'Angelo."

"Nico the angel?" asked Hermione

"Yeah. You speak Italian?" asked Nico

"Somewhat. I also know Latin and Greek." Stated Hermione

"Impressive." Nico stated

"Hermione here is the smartest person we know. Everyone says that she's the brightest witch of our age." Said ginger

Nico glanced at me in a questioning way. I shook my head yes and he started to giggle. GIGGLE. He sounded like a little girl.

The rest of the ride was kind of fun while talking to Harry, Hermione, and ginger. Eventually I found out ginger's name was Ronald. He said to just call him Ron. But what humored me the most about him, was his last name. Which apparently is Weasley. Nico and I just started to crack up laughing when we heard it. It was just too funny.

As we got closer to Hogwarts, Harry left, saying that he had something important to do. We didn't see him again. Even after the train stopped and everyone was getting off.

I decided to not tell them my name. I wanted to surprise Hermione. And if she didn't remember me, then I could give her hell about it any chance I got. Though I doubt that she's forgotten. She never forgets anything.

Ron and Hermione told us that if it was our first time at Hogwarts, then we should ride the boats to the castle with Hagrid and the first years, as it was sort of a rite of passage. We agreed and got off the train. I watched as Hermione and Ron got onto a carriage with some other kids and took off. But before they left, I got a good look at the horse driving it. It was black with wings and looked rather boney. Like they had no skin.

When Hagrid spotted us he gave us a huge grin and told us to get into one of the boats. We did and then, we were off. To say that the place was beautiful would be an understatement. The place was magnificent. I have to say. When Nico and I were told about Hogwarts, I was not expecting it to be a freaking CASTLE. It took my breath away, and I'm sure it took Nico's away too.

When we got off the boats, an old lady was there to greet us. She was as I said old, with gray hair, and a witch's hat and a robe that was black with an emblem of a lion on a red and yellow shield. She introduced herself as Professor Minerva McGonagall. She saw the two of us and rushed us aside from all the first years

"You two must be the new teachers. I welcome you to Hogwarts. Now I will lead the first years into the Great Hall and you two will wait out here until Dumbledore announces you. You will then be sorted into houses. Your things will be transported to your rooms after you've been sorted and someone from the house will take you there after dinner. I thank you both for coming. If you refused then we would have been stuck with an uptight ministry cow for a teacher, who I know would not teach the children anything, especially after what happened last year. I'll see you boys in a few minutes."

And with that she was off. Taking all the little kids with her into the great hall to be sorted. Nico and I bounce with anticipation. I couldn't wait to see the look on Hermione's face once she realizes that the person that she was talking to on the train was actually me. This is going to be good.

Hermione's P.o.V

Ron, Ginny, and I were getting worried. We didn't see him get off the train. So now we're waiting at the Gryffindor table, but there is still no sign of him. I hope he's alright.

Just as I thought that, he and Luna came into the Great Hall. Harry looked a little dazed, and I considered talking to him about it. But decided not to. He would tell us when he was ready. Which just so happened to be just after I finished thinking that.

He told us about his encounter with Draco and how Luna came around and made sure that everyone was off the train. He also said that she fixed his nose, though he said it was very painful.

Just then Dumbledore stood up at the front of the room and Professor McGonagall brought in all the first years. Dumbledore rattled off all of the rules that were made for the school's safety (Which I'm pretty sure Harry, Ron, and I have broken most of already).

Then the sorting hat was brought out. Each first year got put into their respected houses with cheers from everyone but the Slytherins. It was almost time to eat, but first we had a few more announcements from Dumbledore.

"Now I'm sure you're all aware that we need a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Well I have found two that fit the position to a tee. Now don't be intimidated by them. They may not look like teachers, but they have the capability of doing great things here. Now, would you all please help me in giving a warm Hogwarts welcome to our new teachers? Mr. Perseus Jackson and Mr. Nico di'Angelo."

As soon as he said Perseus Jackson my head spun to the entrance. There he was. After all these years. He's finally here. He looks so much more mature. I remember when he used to be this skinny scrawny little thing that always seemed to get into trouble. He was so cute then, and he has only gotten better looking since then.

I'll admit that I had a small crush on him when I was eleven. It hurt me to no end that I had to leave. I know I was being irrational, but I knew things wouldn't be the same without him. So I asked him if he would go with me. I knew his answer before he even said it. He was more concerned about his mother being with Gabe than anything else at the time. And he had just started going to that camp that he spoke so highly of. I knew he would say no, but I still asked. And got my heart broken at the answer.

After about a year, the pain went away. I actually thought I was over him and moving on. That is, until he walked through the entrance. He was tanner, taller, and more muscular, his hair was still sticking out at different angles, which for some reason he was able to pull off, and his eyes were as green as the sea. What threw him off though, was the sadness, and pain that lurked behind his eyes, the slightly hunched over look that gave him a depressed sort of vibe. In the past four years I wonder what exactly happened to him to make him seem so down.

At the last second I finally realized something. Dumbledore said that they'd be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts. That means I get to see him every day. He's going to be teaching us how to fight. I hope that camp taught him well. Of course the camp taught him well, I mean just look at him. He looks like someone's personal body guard.

Not only do I get to see my childhood best friend everyday while I'm here, but I also get to learn from him. I have no doubt in my mind that he will make a great teacher, considering that he's a demigod and all. But apparently, some of the other students had other ideas on that subject.

Percy's P.o.V

"Are you kidding me? These two don't look like teachers. They look like little kids. I bet they fight like little kids too." Said a blonde haired boy who I think was sitting at the Slytherin table.

"What makes you think that we can't teach? I mean you just met us. You don't know anything about us." I inquired

"Like it makes a difference. You'll just end up like all our other Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers. I doubt you'll make it through the first week." Blondie inquired.

"Hmmm. What's your name?" I asked

"Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. I am the son of Lucius Malfoy and I am in the Slytherin house." He stated like he was some kind of royalty. I think I know just how to get under his skin.

"Oh. So let me just take a little guess here. And please correct me if I'm wrong, okay. Now let's see. You are a mean boy. You make yourself feel better by bringing everyone else down. You think that everyone is inferior to you, even your friends. You have friends on the wrong side of the track. The bad guys, if I may. And you're a complete sissy and a daddy's boy. In fact I'm sure you insult everyone that annoys you with an inquisition about your father. Am I right?" I asked.

"You're going to pay for that." Draco shouted, pulling out his wand.

The next thing I know Draco starts muttering something and a green light comes out of his wand straight at me. I dodge it, while slowly advancing towards him. Two other boys got up from the table. Both pretty burly looking. There was no way I could take all three of them myself. Luckily I didn't have to.

Just then, Nico decided to join the fight with a couple of his undead friends he like to keep on him. Nico and his friends took after the two boys, which left me with the Malfoy boy. He looked pretty scared. I figured that I could rattle him up even more. Give him something he wouldn't expect.

I concentrated on the water in the room, getting that familiar feeling in my gut. The majority of the water in the room bended to my will. I concentrated on the water and made the one immense ball of water, into two. I pulled my arms back as far as they would go, and made a large arch forward, with my arms, sending all the water in Draco's direction. He was knocked back a few feet, and also lost his grip on his wand.

I speed walked to him, already seeing that Nico had taken care of the two friends, who lay unconscious on the floor, with a woman who looked like a nurse leaning over them. Draco was just getting up, still blubbering from my attack. I lifted him up by his robe, and threw him to the floor in the opposite direction of the doors.

Little did I know, I kind of, sort of threw him towards his wand? He scrambled for it, trying to get up, but slipping on his soaked robe. Once he got a hold of it, he spun around and shot blindly at me. I dodged every shot that came close to me, and warned others if the shot came close to them.

I was within inches of him. He wouldn't stand a chance. I lunged at him, pushing him to the ground and knocking his wand out of his hand again. We wrestled on the ground for a bit. Tumbling over one another to try and get a pin. I'm not sure how it happened, but he somehow was able to wrestle me under him. I thought I was going to lose this fight. Which wouldn't be good in front of all my new students, but he left my legs free, so I used them to swivel myself on top of him.

I'll admit, the little douche put up a fight. But he couldn't beat me. I got his legs in a position so that he couldn't move them, then it was easy to pin his arms down. I looked down on him triumphantly and said,

"And this is why you don't go making enemies out of a demigod who has been fighting monsters you couldn't even dream of since I was twelve."

I pushed myself up off of him, then lent my hand down to help him up. He refused, pushing himself up, then leaving the Great Hall. As soon as he was gone the whole room erupted into cheers. Everyone was shocked and excited about what Nico and I could do.

Nico and I make our way up to the front of the room, where Dumbledore is still standing, looking very impressed. All of a sudden a boy from Gryffindor stand up and asks a question I just couldn't wait to answer.

"Hello. My name is Seamus Finnigan. I was wondering what exactly you meant by demigod?"

The room erupted into similar questions. I answered to the best of my ability.

"Yes Nico and I are demigods. As you all may wonder 'what is a demigod' well a demigod is the offspring or child of a mortal… and a god. I am a son of Poseidon. Greek god of the sea. That's why I can control water. Nico is a son of Hades. That's why he can summon an army of dead servants to his side. There are a lot of us. You may even be friends with some of us and not realize it."

"Thank you for that wonderful into to your world Mr. Jackson. Now, everyone. I have a couple more announcements to make. The first is that our two new teachers are not only going to be teachers. They will also be students here as well. Now in order for them to be students they must first be sorted into a house. So if you would pleas Mr. Jackson sit on that stool and let the sorting hat do its job."

I sat on the stool and watched as Professor McGonagall approached me with the sorting hat. To say that I was uncomfortable would be the understatement of the century.

"WOW! You my friend, have a lot of issues to sort out. You show so much bravery and courage, I would definitely put you in Gryffindor, but then again, you have a slight dark side as well. With your bravery and the darkness you could do well in Slytherin, but so courageous, and caring." Said the sorting hat.

The hat spent about five minutes shifting through my thoughts trying to consider which house to put me in. It wasn't until the hat found a memory about Hermione that he decided to state his opinion.

"Hmmm. I think that you should be….GRIFFINDOR!" he shouted loudly.

I couldn't believe how lucky I was. I mean I get to be in the same house as Hermione. This should be fun. I turned and watched as Nico got sorted. He looked so uncomfortable up there. Needless to say I can't blame him. Having that thing shift through your memories really unsettles you.

I was a bit disappointed when the sorting hat called out Nico's house. I was hoping that we would be paired together. Then I at least I have someone close by to talk to about what's going on in my life. Or will understand what I'm going through and not call me weak.

Dumbledore quieted everyone down once again for his final announcement.

"Now I know you all heard about the ministry's involvement in the school, and I just want you all to know that this person is going to be looking out for us as best as she can. Now can I get another warm Hogwarts welcome to Mrs. Delores Umbridge?"

As the woman came into view, I got a cold chill down my spine. Her brown hair was done up in a perm and she was wearing a very fuzzy pink dress. I'm not sure what gave me the impression that she couldn't be trusted more. The outfit or the fact that she works for the ministry, whose soul purpose, is to destroy any and all mentions of the dark lord, according to Hagrid.

She gave some long boring speech that I honestly paid no attention to. I just started starring at Hermione. I don't know why I starred at her, but something about her just captivated me. Kind of like on the train. I'm pretty sure that's why Nico did most of the talking. Because I'm afraid of speaking to her.

When she was FINALLY done giving her boring speech, Dumbledore said he had one more thing to announce.

"Due to the fact that our two new teachers know very little about magic, I would like some volunteers to help them learn about us, and in return they will teach us about themselves during their class. Now could I have a show of hands, please?" he asked rather kindly.

I turned to face the audience. For a moment, no one raised their hands. Then Hermione raised her hand. Turning a bright red color as she did so. Soon after Harry and his friend ginger- I mean Ron raised their hands too.

"Alright then, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, and Miss. Granger will be helping our new teachers. Now I think that that was everything I needed to go over. I wish you all a wonderful year at Hogwarts, and the best of luck to our new teachers. Good day everyone."

And with that Dumbledore left the Great Hall. As the rest of us all turned and started to eat our food. I looked at Nico and he seemed to think something along the same thing. We dispersed to our separate tables and looked for people to sit by.

It wasn't hard to find where Hermione, Ron, and Harry were sitting. I walked up behind Hermione and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around and looked at me with nothing void of shock and a bit of happiness too. She stood up from her seat and gave me the biggest bear hug she could give me, then realized that she was making a scene and stop.

"Percy. It's so good to see you again." She said. Sitting back down on the seat and beckoning me to sit with her. I did.

"It's good to see you too Mione. I've missed annoying you to no end."

"I'm sure you found someone else to annoy." She assured me

"Yeah, but they were never as fun to pick on as you. You always threw a little tantrum, all they do is get snarky, and leave." I said with conviction

"Well it's really good to see you again."

"Yeah I know it is." I replied

I just then seemed to realize that there were other people around us. And they all seemed to have the same question on their face.

"I've known Percy since I was five. He used to be my neighbor when I lived in America." Hermione deadpanned.

"Oh um. Sorry. I should introduce you to my friends." Hermione said

"I've already met some of them. I know that the boy with black hair and glasses is Harry, and the boy that's a ginger is Ron. Although I don't know this ginger. Though because of her hair color I would guess that she's a Weasley as well." I said

"Yup. My name is Ginny. It's nice to meet you." Ginny said, quite nervously I might add.

The dinner went smoothly. I got to know more about Hermione and her friends. I was very intrigued by Harry though. I'm sure that he's the one that Dumbledore wants Nico and I to protect, I'm just not sure how to yet. I guess I'll just have to earn his trust and see where that gets me. Though something tells me I'm not far off.

Hermione tells me of all of their adventures that they have been on since she arrived at Hogwarts and I can't help but notice how happy she sounded when talking about what her and her friends have done over the years. I even told them a few of my adventures. At least the ones that didn't make me want to get up from the table find a secluded corner and cry my eyes out for the rest of the night because of who all the adventure pertained to.

One story I told was of when Zoe, Grover, Thalia, and I went to the Hoover Dam to try to save Artemis from Mt. Tam. I also told them of the inside joke that Grover, Thalia, and I made while we were at the dam. I still crack up at that.

Although their stories seemed a lot more awesome than the ones I told. Especially the adventure that happened last year when Harry was picked to be in the Tri-Wizard Tournament. That was one hell of an adventure right there. Dragons, killer mermaids, giant mazes that are made to trick your mind, and to top it all off, seeing your arch-nemesis reborn and not being able to stop it from happening. I can only imagine what kind of mental pain Harry is facing at the moment.

As diner started to come to a close I finished eating wondering why I didn't agree to come here in the first place. My mother would have been fine, and now that I know that that stupid camp wasn't worth my time. I wish I had come here a lot sooner. Then maybe I could have experienced some of these awesome adventures. And who knows, maybe they'll go on another adventure this year. I just can't wait for the year to start.