Percy's POV

Diagon Alley is definitely one of the stranger places I have been in my demigod life time. Everywhere you turn there is something new and interesting to look at I don't understand how the wizards can turn a blind eye to this amazing place. Hermione who is beside me turns to look at my expression of awe amusement shinning in her eyes. "Amazing isn't it?" I can only nod still amazed at my surroundings though I can't help but notice how tense everyone seems. They all seem on edge as if they are waiting for something to attack (They honestly look like demigods every second of the day).

I walk silently behind the others enjoying the controlled chaos around me. Suddenly the group stops walking and I being my oh so graceful self bump in to Harry. He turns around sending me a glare but I am to focused on the building in front of me. Its large and snow white (and the seven dwarves) made of smooth marble with pillars reaching impossible heights holding up the structure. In the very front are bronze dragons (I do not know if this is true correct me if I am wrong) and by the doors is a bronze plaque engraved with the words Fortius Quo Fidelius. "Strength in Loyalty." Mrs. Weasley turns at the sound of my voice "That is correct how did you know that." "Oh um I took Latin as a language class in school. I call that a fairly good lie the Stolls would be proud.

We start inside the building and walk up to the counter. Behind it is a small creature (not going to describe the goblins). "What can we do to help yo-". He abruptly stops speaking his eyes meeting mine. His stare is intense I get the feeling he is digging in to my soul. He smiles at me and then turns back to the others who are staring at me curiously.

Clearing her throat Mrs. Weasley speaks to the creature. "We would just like the keys to our safes if you don't mind." The thing nods "Yes yes of course come now just state your names and we will be off." Everyone steps forward telling their names to who I suppose is a bank teller of sorts. Once done the goblin (I asked Hermione she told me what they are) leads us to a cart in a dark tunnel and ushers all of us in to a small cart.

"Hang on." I turn towards Hermione "what does he mean han-". I'm cut of by the cart moving at breakneck speed. Being honest I don't exactly know how to feel about this. On the one hand it feels like another rollercoaster, but on the other hand underground is not somewhere I like.

The ride ends before I can decide how I feel about it. We stop in front of several vaults each member going in to what I can assume is their personal vault (so wizard banks work like regular banks except with tunnels and goblins cool). Once everyone is finished we pile back in the cart. The goblin pulls a lever flinging us lower in to the catacombs.

We stop outside an old vault. The door is bright red pilled with grime, rust, and dust. We stare at Zexon (I didn't notice his name tag before) in confusion. What could we possibly be doing here?

He slowly walks out of the cart and grabs my wrist pulling me out aswell. We walk up to the door and we stop. I expect him to pull out a key but he just stares at me. He opens his mouth and speaks in a low gravely voice almost a whisper "You must place your finger on panel for only the blood of the true heir will be able to open it."

Confused I do as asked of me and place my finger on the small panel in the middle of the door. I feel a slight prick in my skin. A searing pain travels through my hand as I quickly retract it from the panel. I stare in confusion and slight fear as small drops of blood fall out of my finger on to the dark stone floor. I turn back towards Zexon ready to demand an answer, but I see him staring in awe at the door.

Turning around so I am facing the door I to stare at it. The door that looked as though it was rusted shut began to glow a blood red color and pulsate. An aura began to wash over me as the red light spreads farther in to the tunnel. Swirling symbols appear on the door, and the rust quickly vaporizes to show a gleaming silver door. The symbols begin to swirl quickly. They go faster and faster and faster until abruptly they stop. The door slowly creaks open to reveal..........

Ha cliffhanger no more people so bye Felicia
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Ok its been forever I'll keep going

The door opened to reveal a room filled with gold coins. Well not just gold coins, in the very center of the room was a small chest. I walked past the piles of cold coins to where the chest lay on a small pedestal. The box had a small engraving of a black wolf in the very center of it. The rest of the box was blue. There was no lock.

I place a finger on the wolf engraving and the box glows. There is some clicking noises then the box springs open.

Inside the box lay a pendant also in the shape of a wolf. (Am I seeing a trend here) I grab the pendant turning around to show it to Zexon. "What is this, why did you bring us here and why did the door need my blood to open the door, and what did you mean my true heir." He smiles at me "All will be revealed soon, but for now take some money and the pendant, buy your supplies, and enjoy your time at Hogwarts for now."

Ok now time for the second part of the Chapter YAY be happy I'm doing this

After the very weird experience at Gringotts we went to get or supplies. The book store I can't pronounce the name of the robe store I can't read the sign of and a lot of other places.

After everyone got what they need Mrs. Weasley decided it was time to get me a wand. To say the least I'm kinda excited I mean the thought of doing magic is kinda cool. We walk with me behind the group to a wand store.

As we get closer to the store I notice something moving in a dark alleyway. I stare at the figure shrouded in darkness as it moves silently through the alley way. Pulling away from the group I dart in to the alleyway. I don't know why but I feel like something is drawing me in.

I run till I reach the end of the street. Right in front of me is an old shop. Its black and quiet nothing moving around it. I turn to wall away but the door swings open and a voice fills the once quiet alleyway. "A boy chosen must enter for I bare gifts for him. Enter if you must young one to pass the barrier placed. One of pure heart and soul must come and deliver with grace. The dark on is rising up from his grave where the one of light has left him."

Ok the rational part of my brain is telling me to leave and forget this ever happened, and the other part say YOLO. With my mind made up I enter the store.

Its a lot brighter than you would originally think I mean not everything is black just a majority of it. In the very center of the room is a counter and behind the counter is absolutely no one at all. In fact the entire store is empty not even an employee has appeared.

I turn around to get a better look around the store. A small gust of wind filters through the shop for a second and then vanishes. I turn towards the door which is closed, and there are no windows.

Quickly whipping around so I am facing the counter once more I see a chest which wasn't there before and a note.

I pick up the note reading it over with difficulty. On the note are two sentences.

Bring the Chest to Olivander
He will understand

There's no signature. Again a mental battle, take the creepy box, find this Olive guy, and find out about it, or leave this store and forget this ever happened.

Long story short, the first side won. I pick up the small case and run out the store. As I make my way back down the alleyway another gust of wind blows by and I turn around. The building is gone.

Swiftly walking out the alleyway I stare at the box and note in my hand. I have two problems here, I have no idea where Mrs. Weasley is nor where I am, and I have no idea who this Olive person is.

I walk around trying to figure out where I am and where the group could have gone. They said something about a wand shop.

Suddenly someone grabs my shoulder. Having gone through what I just gone through I think my reaction was pretty justified, but definitely not my bravest moment considering I jumped about five feet in the air.

I whip around hand already in my pocket to pull out riptide until I realize it is Hermione.

"Where have you been we have been looking everywhere for you." " I um saw this thing in the-." She cuts me of noticing the box in my hand. "What is that. Where did you get it." " Well I saw this fig-." "Never mind that we have to get you your wand before we leave now come on."

Grabbing my hand she pulls me along until we stand in front of an old store. I wasn't given a chance to read the sign as Hermionse hurriedly pulls me inside and I see the others are already there. Next to them is a man almost as old as the store. He turn away from Mrs. Weasley who he was speaking to towards me. "Hello a new customer your awfully old to be getting your first wand Percy Jackson."

I take a step back hand in my pocket again ready to pull it riptide. "How do you know my name." He only smiles before pointing to the box in my hand. "I believe that is for me." My gaze flits back from the man and the box."Your Olivander." He nods a smile gracing his features once more.

He takes the box from my hands and goes through a door leaving the room. A few minues late he comes back and I see him carrying a black stick. He walks up to me and presents the stick to me.

He stares at me expectantly before speaking. "Give it a wave Mr. Jackson and we will see if the wand is a good fit for you, for the wand chooses the wizard not the other way around."

I grasp the wand in my hand and wave it. Immediately a flow of water spouts from it and I watch as it begins to loop around in to intricate shapes before hardening in to ice and dropping in to my hand in the shape of a wolf. I pick up the small ice sculpture holding it toward the light in order to get a better look before it shatters.

I stare at the wand in my hand before looking back up towards Olivander who is smiling. "That will be ten galleons please." I quickly pull out the money before hurrying out the store still confused and slightly dazed from the encounter.

Only later do I realize I forgot to ask about what is in the box.

As I continue walking father and farther away from the store,before a snow white blur crashes in to me.

2015 words not counting any bolded words. Ok I know it's not as good as the other chapters but it is almost 1 o'clock in the morning and I am tired. Judge and nit pick all you want though I don't know how you guys would be able to bring me down because January 24 us my birthday and if you haven't noticed IT IS MY BIRTHDAY I'M 14 YEARS OLD YAY anyways I'm done goodbye snowflakes (P.S. this may seem like a cartoon but only because I have been watching a lot of cartoon reviews yes something effect my writing style sorry)