Percy

By the next morning, the whole school, naturally, knew about the whole Medusa fiasco. Of corse the students were confused because of the whole Medusa part and rumours started flying. What I heard from Dean Thomas at breakfast today was something about a Professor Belle-more turning into a giant tomato named Medusa that wanted to destroy Hogwarts with her friend the Potato so they apparently recreated the Basilisk. I didn't know how the hades it got to that but I decided to leave it at that.

I don't know how the school can believe that story but I guess after being a wizard or witch for a few years, you eventually start believing anything...though I think the Ravenclaw house suspects something is out of place.

All of the Basilisk victims were cured and back in tip top shape. I don't know about others but Hermione and Annabeth had no trouble catching up with school work.

Professor McGonagall had come for Lisa and had made arrangement for her to stay at Hogwarts since today was her birthday and she had officially turned 11. She was sorted into Gryffindor and was given the choice to come back next year to start her second year if she wanted to.

Everything was going perfect.

Too perfect.

If my calculations are correct, something terrible is going to happen any minute now.

Dam, I sound like Professor Trelawney! Which can't be any good...

I was just minding my buisness and eating breakfast (doing my best not to eat any seafood, poor fishies) as I talked and laughed with my friends when everything turned downhill again.

My eyes glazed over and I felt as if someone was pushing me to the back of my mind to make room for themselves. It felt as if Eidolons were taking over me again. I could see what was happening to me as if I was someone else looking at me...if that makes sense. I could see what I was doing but I couldn't control myself.

I opened my mouth and spoke in a loud booming voice that echoed through the hall, drawing silence all around me. The voice wasn't mine though. And all it could make out was a bunch of gibberish because an overwhelming headache had erupted in my head.

Three words ran through my head before I blacked out.

Not this again.

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"Percy! Percy!" Someone was shouting my name. Slowly the world started coming back into focus. My vision cleared. I rubbed my head and sat up gingerly on the great hall floor.

At once, I was attacked by Annabeth causing me to fall over on my back again.

"Whoa, Annabeth. Calm down." I said, trying to sound light with a small chuckle, but failing miserably. The headache was still burning through my brain. Though it wasn't as bad as before, it still made me want to cry out in pain...in a manly way of course. I definitely would not be shrieking my head off like an Aphrodite girl when Harry Styles magically appears nor will I be screaming my head off like an Athena girl when the next 'amazing' book comes out after an year.

"Percy are you okay?" She asked worriedly as she helped me into a sitting position.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I lied but Annabeth saw right through me.

"No you are not. We have to-" she started but I cut her off. "No Annabeth, I'm okay. Just a light headache. Can you tell me what happened?"

Annabeth looked doubtful but told me what happened all the same. "You spoke in...someone else's voice. You said that you were going to rise again with the help of the most loyal one or something. You said that the gods' will finally fall and you shall rule Olympus and then you blacked out and started screaming and fell to the floor writhing in pain. And oh, gods Percy-" Her voice broke and pulled I her into a hug whispering soothing words.

Annabeth looked up at me and whispered, "I'm sorry breaking down like this but-"

"Hey it's okay." I shushed her.

"Percy that wasn't all." She continued. "The voice said that- that it will torture you if you don't do what he tell you to and...I think- I think the voice was...Kronos." Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, she had to say two more words. "And Voldermort."

There's only one word for it.

Dam.

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A/N

How was that for dramatic? 😄

Anyways, it's time for my daily ritual:

OMG GUYS! I HAVE 10K READS AND 500 AND SOMETHING VOTES! I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!!!

I just had to get that out. Now...

I'm just sitting here thinking of what to type...

Leo: Get on with this A/N already! I'm getting impatient. We want to do the rehearsals for our band.

*out of tune singing and loud instruments playing in the background*

Me: We as in who?

Leo: Me, Jason, Percy, Frank, Nico and Nemo.

Me: Nemo?

Leo: Percy's stuffed pet. Didn't ask. He insisted now, can you get out of here already?

Me: No.

Leo: Why not?

Me: 'cause I don't feel like it.

Leo: Okay, look here lady. I don't know who you are or what you are doing but we need our rehearsals. So PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE GET OUTTA HERE.

Me: What if I say no?

Leo: What if I give you my autograph?

*me squeezing and jumping up and down till I faint*

Leo: That always seems to work...NOW BOYS-

Percy: -and Nemo.

Leo: *sigh* and stuffed fish....Let's get this party started!

*Leo banging on the drums without a specific tune*

*Jason punching random keys on the piano*

*Percy 'singing'*

*Nico tap dancing while screaming "MYTHOMAGIC! I LOVE MYTHOMAGIC! MYTHOMAGIC! I LOVE MYTHOMAGIC!" *

*Frank playing the guitar...well, more like torturing the guitar but...*

*Nemo laying on the floor soundlessly waiting for the best chance to escape*

Annabeth: I think it's safe to say, they've gone crazy.

Piper: yeah....hey girls! Let's go join them!

Annabeth: WTH!!!!

Hazel, Reyna, RED, Katie, Silena, Bianca, any other girl you can think of starts stampeding towards the 'band'. All except Annabeth.

Annabeth: I'm outta here!

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