Percy Jackson AND Harry Potter crossover book/chapter 4: The boring bits needing a name(return home)

The inside of the robe shop was very empty other than changing rooms, curtains, stools to sit on, racks of clothes and robes, clothes making machines and wardrobes. On a stool towards the corner of the room, in front of the cashier sat that blonde boy whom he had heard earlier.

"Umm… hello?" Percy said uncertainly as he chuckled softly and nervously from the doorway. Well that was before Hecate pushed him into the shop rudely yet not hard enough to make him fall.

"Hey! Will you be careful?" Percy shot a glare at the goddess as he huffed, clearly annoyed at Hecate pushing him in so rudely like that earlier as Hecate watched him in utter amusement. That got Madam malkin's and the pale blonde haired boy's attention.

"Who are you?" The pale, blonde haired boy asked Percy, his cold grey eyes narrowing at the sight of him and wrinkling his nose as if Percy were something unpleasant.

"I could ask you the same question bro" Percy shot back in a tone that implied 'you're rude and weird' to the pale blond boy.

The pale, blond boy sniffed haughtily and looked at him with disdain as he introduced himself, "I am Draco Malfoy, Heir to the Malfoy family, one of the most pure-blooded families in the world. Now who are you?"

"Percy Jackson, and I don't like that disdain you are showing me. I'm not unpleasant okay? So stop giving me that look" Percy replied shooting Hecate, whom had been having a silent fit of giggles over his earlier performance, a dirty look.

"I don't think you are of pure-blooded status though which means you are below me!" Malfoy arrogantly proclaimed looking at him as if he shouldn't be in his presence.

At this moment, Hecate, whom finally managed to keep her laughter in control stepped in front of Percy and shot back, "He is from the house of Hecate which I'm pretty sure you know. Just that members of our household can have any surname they want so stop being so arrogant and bastardize young Malfoy."

When he heard the three words house of Hecate, he paled and hurriedly apologized saying, "I'm sorry for troubling you ma'am, I didn't know I was speaking to the young master of the house of Hecate and his parent. My deepest apologies sir and ma'am." After apologizing, he hurriedly left the shop picking is packaged clothes and throwing Madam napkins some galleons and sickles shouting "keep the change!"

Percy turned to look at Hecate in amazement and asked in wonder, "does your- our house have that much influence and power?"

"Yes Percy now hurry get your robes done and we can head home for the day." Hecate answered.