Chapter 1: The Beginning Percy POV
Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson, Heroes of Olympus, or Harry Potter. All rights go to Rick Riordan and JK Rowling.
It was one of those special days for me. I did not get a lot of those. The day started with, "Boy, get your lazy but up and get me some beer! NOW!" I groaned. Couldn't Gabe wait for his beer? Then I realized, it was 11:00 AM. I got his beer and put it on the table. He asked, "Got any money punk?" Me being the rebellious idiot I am, I said, "No, I don't. Now go get up, and instead of gambling, get a job." Apparently, that was the wrong thing to say, because he came after me. But, apparently, my voodoo magic happened so, he couldn't touch me, and he flew back and landed on his fat ass. Just then my mom came home, and he stopped. I gave him the money. Guess that my plans for the day were gone.
"MOM!", I yelled.
"Hello honey", she said.
"It happened again! Is my letter here?", I asked.
"Why don't you go check, she asked.
When I got to the mailbox, I saw the letter. "MOM! IT CAME!", I yelled at the top of my lungs. "Lemme see", she said. When I got there, she looked. She read it for me because of my dyslexia. She read it and said, "We're going to Diagon Alley tomorrow."