2 More days to Blood of Olympus, How’s everyone feeling? Sorry…. I’m just going to stop making excuses for my pathetic update schedule. Cry me a river? haha… ha … ha. In other news last day of WWA tour… “Where are we going today mark?” “Home” I’M NOT EMOTIONALLY STABLE FOR THIS. Hows school everybody? I’ve got a test tomorrow, i should be studying for…. Napoleon can wait. Enjoy kiddos. OH I don’t own Percy Jackson series or the Harry Potter series.
“Now, Mr. Jackson i’m going to ask you one more time. Where are they?”
Percy eyed the steaming mug of tea in front of him. Ever since toad lady had planted a smile on her face and stared down at him with her obvious illusion of kindness, he knew something was up. For the past two weeks he had been leading on Umbridge and her cronies, they’d watch him sneak out of the gryffindor common room and follow him around the castle. Much to their dismay he did not attend Harry’s DADA classes but instead simply roamed the halls to distract them from their mission.
He had only taken the job of protecting Harry and his classes was because running around the castle was good exercise, he was getting out of shape. It wasn’t like he could just pop out his sword in the middle of school and start hacking away, And if he was being honest with himself watching Umbridge yell and scream in frustration made it all worth it. She had a particular face that she saved just for when Percy aggravated her, her nostrils would flare and her eyebrows would shoot into her hairline, he towered so far over her that her chin would stick up in the air and her eyes would burn with menace. He’d never intentionally been the troublemaker, usually trouble would follow him in school, but this time he was getting a pass. He could piss off the worst teacher in school and not worry about his grades.
He’d had a lot of fun at hogwarts so far, but when he lay in bed late at night his mind wandered to the strawberry fields of camp. Thalia’s old pine tree, what he wouldn’t do to catch the downtown 2, or 3 train to hang with grover in the village. But if there was one thing he missed most of all, it was being on speaking terms with Annabeth. He no longer had a feeling of burning hatred or despair, he just missed his friend.
“Mr. JACKSON!” Umbridge brought her tiny fist down to bang on the table, she had struck it with so much force the tea in front of him rattled and jumped out of the cup. He crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, refusing to answer her questions.
She clamped her mouth shut in anger, her eyes were closed, taking a few deep breaths she plastered on another smile and returned to her seat across from him. She shuffled some papers around to clear her desk before interlocking her hands and placing them in front of her.
“ Mr. Jackson, you’ve been at this school for a few months now. If you won’t tell me where, and what Potter is doing. Then we must find something else to discuss. Oh and Please Mr. Jackson drink up your tea, it’s only polite” She blinked her large eyes and looked from him to the cup.
Percy eyed it warily, the cats around him started meowing in unison as if performing an incantation of sorts. His hand found its way to the handle of the porcelain tea cup but he did not bring it to his lips, instead he brought it up to his nose and took a large whoff. It did smell really good, the pink liquid looked so promising, he sighed in content. As he lowered the cup to his lips, his subconscious was screaming at him to have some common sense. His lips touched the cup, and Umbridge let out an evil smile, she picked up her pen and waited for him to take a sip.
“Get your head in the game seaweed brain, haven’t you learned anything from when we were 12. Never accept food from the enemy”
The cup crashed to the floor and his eyes were wide, his heart was beating erratically. That was Annabeth’s voice, he knew he had heard it. He bolted up from his chair and scanned the room, no one was there.
“Mr. Jackson! Sit down!”
She wasn’t here, unless she was under the invisibility cap but even then how would she of gotten to hogwarts. It was just a voice of his subconscious knocking some sense into him. He bit down on his lips and looked at umbridge who was appalled at the sight.
“Toad- Professor , I don’t have any information of value for you. If you want to know what Harry does on his own time i suggest you call him in here.”
With that he gave her a weak grin, turned on his heel and walked out of her office. Much to her protest. The sound of Annabeth’s voice still stuck in his head.
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He slowly found his way to Hagrid’s class, he was already late, there wasn’t any point in rushing to get to class. He kicked little rocks out of his way as he trudged down the small path and into the woods behind Hagrid’s cabin. There were rumors of Umbridge stopping by todays lesson, which he was not looking forward too. Who would? Besides malfoy and his posse, Malfoy had a dangerous resemblance to the rich upper east side boy’s who constantly waved their money in everyones face. In every school he went to their was at least one kid that fit the description. At least that was one thing that felt like home, the feeling of wanting to punch a stupid rich know it all in the face.
When he had finally found his class, he was promptly informed by a girl named lavender that he was 20 minutes late, and if he wanted to stay in hogwarts he should get to his classes on time. When she had finally turned away he rolled his eyes and sat down on a rock a bit farther away from the group, whom were huddled around a… horse.
He pulled out his notebook and ‘muggle’ pen and doodled in his notebook waiting for class to end. It was his last class of the day and all he really wanted to do was eat dinner. A rough nudge from behind sent his notebook flying from his hands. He grumbled in annoyance and went to retrieve it, as he returned to his rock he looked around for the culprit. Standing besides where he formerly sat was a horse. It was gorgeous, he exhaled loudly it was a skeletal horse. Annabeth had told him about them last summer, she was reading a book about magical horses and one sparked his interest. A thestral, it’s long bony limbs although thin, he knew to be just as strong as a regular horse. He reached his hand out to pet the thestral, the interesting thing about them was that they could only be seen by people who have seen death. Annabeth would be proud by how much he remembered about the horse.
“Son of Poseidon” the horse whined nuzzling against Percy, who nodded in response and placed a finger to his lips.
“Are you under cover m’lord”
Percy smiled, feeling more like himself that he had in a while.
“You could say that, and don’t call me that” He whispered hoping not to let any of his classmates see him talking to a horse, it wouldn’t exactly score him points on the coolness scale.
“Whatever you say M’lord”
Mentally face palming, Percy shook his head laughing to himself. Every dam time. Which only resulted in more stifled laughter from his lips.
“Now would ye look ah t’hat. Look’s like Percy’s made himself a friend” Hagrid boomed heartily. His classmates turned to stare at him, most seeing nothing and others looking on in awe at Percy stroking the thestral’s neck.
“I am Alkaios. I was named after the son of the original Perseus”
“Strength” Percy translated looking into the milky eyes of the magnificent creature in front of him. He was filled with a fuzzy feeling, the one that he only got at the campfire in camp half-blood. He had found something that reminded him of home.
“Ahem, Ahem” A shrill voice rang through the forest, Percy’s smile melted. Her.. again? Internally groaning he shoved his notebook in his bag and slung it over his shoulder. He could see the top of Umbridge’s wool hat peeking through the corrade of students. He retreated to the edge of the forest clearing and situated himself, his back against a tree his eyes lazily trained on the small lady whom was circling Hagrid.
The air was calm and still, it wasn’t too hot and not too cold, as umbridge questioned hagrid with pointless trivia, Percy looked up at the sky which had dark clouds rolling in. He could tell that in a short while there was going to be a storm. Right now all he could do, was enjoy the calm before the storm.
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