Da Grandson of Voldemort (PJ and HP fanfic)

Styx, and death and Volsassy Oh my!

Sorry I haven't updated! I've had a lot of stuff to dp preparing for the end of the year.

Btw I don't own anything.

On with da story!

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"Why hello Percy Jackson. Care to go for a swim?"

Ohhhhhhh schisttttt.... NOT AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is NOT good for Percy. Or the world. Or ANYTHING. It's time to unleash PERSASSY! i clear my throat.  "nah, nah, kronos I'm good.  I would swim again but I probably should not.  I got.... Um....  Blue cookies at home, and if I stay I might not leave alive!"  I do a quick bow, and run.  Where you may ask?  The answer, i have no idea.

"Where do you think you're going Percy Jackson?" Voldy appears in front of me.  I jump.  Old volds looks amused. "Miss me?" he says sassily. Volsassy? Sassemort?  Sass Runs in the family I guess. I laugh at the thought. that just makes Volsassy look confuzzled.

"Not really." I reply. "No offense man, but whenever I see you, its the same thing. Take over the world, join me or die, blah blah blah. One day, why don't we just go out for lunch sometime instead?"

My grandpa sneers.  "If only you had joined us willingly when you had the chance.  It wouldn't be nearly as painful as this." Before I could react with a sassy comeback, Voldemort shot a spell at me.  Suddenly everything goes black.

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I yawn as I get out of bed. I had a pretty good sleep. No nightmares. Which is unusual, but I'm not complaining. I look around the room. Ron is still fast asleep, snoring softly. I glance at Percy's bed, to find it... Empty?! I leap out of bed, but face plant on the floor. I silently curse, but get up. I run over to the bathroom, to see if a certain grandson of Voldemort is in there. But it's empty. Not knowing what else to do, I wake up Ron.

"Ron! Wake up Ron!" I yell in his ear.

All he does is rollover in his bed and mutter, "five more minutes mum." I chuckle softly, then get back to my task. An idea strikes me.

"RON! ITS TIME FOR BREAKFAST!!!!!" I yell. That gets his attention. As soon as the words leave my mouth, Ron jumps up.

"where?!" Ron asks, looking around. His eyes land on me, and he glares. "Bloody hell! What'd you do that for Harry?"

"Percy is missing!" I explain.

Ron's eyes widen. "Well why didn't you say so?" Suddenly, a look of absolute terror over comes my best friend's face.

"what is it?" I question.

"What are we gonna tell Annabeth?!"

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"Wake up Annabeth!" Two voices scream in my ear. I jolt awake, to see two eorried faces looming over me. I groan.

"Harry, Ron, what do you want? It's 5:30 in the morning."

"Well..." Harry scratches his head nervously. "Percy is missing." Suddenly I'm not so tired anymore.

"WHAT?" How can he be missing again?!

"I woke up this morning and his bed was empty, he wasn't in the bathroom, no where. I'm sorry Annabeth." Harry explains, looking down at the floor. I put my face in my hands and silently sob. Why is it always him? I have to pull myself together.  Sulking won't help anything. I sit up straight, regaining my composure.  I have to help.  For Percy.