Check out my ongoing Percy Jackson Meets the Electroclan fanfic. The first part is trash because I'm bad at writing depressing stuff, but the rest is okay. Thanks.

Percy's POV

After I pushed past Hermione, the rest was a blur. I darted through the Common Room and tripped on the Ketchup and Mustard carpet. Stupid carpet.

Then I almost fell over the chair but I flipped over it. Then I crashed my face in the table. Wow, so smart.

Immediately, two random girls were at my side. Their words were just a jumbled mess.

I shook my head and it became something like, "Oh, Percy, are you okay? Do you need to go to Madam Pomfrey? Do you need me to kiss you and make it feel better?"

I rapidly shook my head, standing up and backing away. "N-No," I stuttered, "I'll just go into the boys' dorm. Er... Gotta go." I raced up there before they could stop me. Wizard girls are strange. So touchy feely.

After bursting into the dormitory, I was quickly surrounded by Harry and Ron. "How did you touch that ghost? Why are you friends with Hermione? Why-"

I rolled my eyes, cutting them off, "Come on! Can't I just go to sleep? I've had a long day."

Neville looked up from his plant, "Yeah, guys. Leave the bloke alone."

Harry looked at Neville incredulously, "Neville! I thought you were on my side! He took your place as best in Herbology. He's probably with Voldemort. The guy who tortured your parents, remember?"

Neville just shrugged, "It's nice to have some competition. And that was V-Voldemort, not Percy. Heck, it wasn't even Voldemort, it was a Death Eater."

Ron scoffed, "Please, that scum? Not competition to anyone."

Seamus Finnigan smiled over, "Just admit it! He's better than the two of you combined!"

I grinned. It's nice to have people on my side.

"I'm sorry," Harry raised a hand to his ear, "Better than the Chosen One? Who defeated Voldemort? Who saved the Wizarding world? Who died and came back to life?"

Seamus rolled his eyes, "Who's got a big head?"

Harry clenched his teeth and drew his wand, "What did you say?"

Neville looked over him with fear in his eyes, "Come on, Harry. You don't need to hurt anyone. We were just joking. Right, Seamus?"

Seamus shook his head, "No way, mate. Harry's being a butt."

I snickered under my breath. Some of these guys are cool.

"Crucio!" Harry yelled, his wand pointing at Seamus. I didn't know what that was, and I didn't know what it did, but it sounded dangerous. I didn't have time to think about it either.

I leaped in front of Seamus. It hit me and Neville screamed. Wait. Why is he screaming? The green light faded and I saw Harry with a satisfied grin on his face.

I tilted my head, "Was that supposed to do something?" The four boys had their mouths hanging open in shock.

Hermione and Ginny burst into the Boys' Dormitory. Ginny was worried and Hermione looked like she was annoyed.

Severely annoyed.

When I steal Annabeth's book annoyed. When the Stolls dye your hair pink annoyed. You get the point.

Hermione put her hand on her hip, "What is going on here, boys?"

I shrugged. Honestly, I don't know what's going on.

Neville pointed fearfully, "It was Harry."

Hermione glared at him, "What did you do?" She sounded like a mother lecturing her child over a broken window.

"Harry tried to use the Cruciatus Curse on me and Percy jumped in the way! He didn't even scream or anything." Seamus shouted.

Harry looked vaguely ashamed under his disappointment.

"Then what was that scream we heard? It certainly wasn't nothing." Ginny said pointedly.

Neville slowly raised his hand, "That would've been me. I got scared."

I patted him on the back, "That's nothing to be ashamed of. It's when you're never scared that you should be worried."

He smiled up at me, "Thanks, Percy."

Hermione was studying me like I was a bug under a microscope. "So you got hit with the Cruciatus Curse?"

I shrugged, "Yeah, I guess. It hit me. What's it supposed to do?"

Hermione put her finger on her cheek, "Did it hurt? Do you feel alright?"

Still not answering my question, 'Mione. Jeez. I'm not gonna figure these kinds of things out on my own, you know.

I shook my head slowly, "Don't I look fine? Are you just not gonna tell me what it does?"

Hermione was too deep in thought to answer me. Ugh. It's like dating an Athena child. Frustrating.

"It's the Torture Curse," Ginny whispered, "You should be screaming and writhing in pain on the floor, but you're not. Did Harry miss?"

Harry looked up at that, "Hey! The Chosen One does not miss! Did I defeat Voldemort by missing? I think not!"

Me, Ginny, Seamus and Neville rolled our eyes. I decided not to push him any farther. He tried to torture Seamus. What was more disturbing, it didn't affect me. Not at all. Definitely not helping my case.

I ran into the Common Room. This wizard stuff is hurting my head. Oh, I killed Moldyshorts! I'm so amazing, I can kill a noseless guy. Ugh. Harry makes me sick. Or that could just be the curse that apparently does not work on me.

I put my face in my hands as Seamus and Neville walk down the stairs. Ginny went up to the Girl's Dorm. With my super-hearing, I can just make out Hermione scolding Harry.

"Why would you try to use that curse on Seamus? It's an Unforgivable Curse, Harry. It can get you expelled."

I can only imagine how red Harry's face just got. That thought brings me peace.

Hermione continued, "Not to mention the trauma that Neville has experienced. His parents are in St. Mungo's because of that curse remember?"

I chuckled. Mungo. Mango. Say that five times fast. MungomangomungomangoMUNGOMANGOMUNGOMANGOMUNGOMANGO!

Whew. I almost didn't make it. Styx! I'm supposed to be listening to them.

"-lucky I don't send you to McGonagall right now! If you don't go down there and apologize, Percy can get you expelled, too! You have a bunch of witnesses, not to mention the Cruciatus Curse was last used on your wand and it actually hit Percy."

There was a pause. "Fine! I'll apologize to Seamus. I just got a little angry. But Percy was the one who-"

I heard a slap. Oh, yeah. I think Hermione slapped him. Go, 'Mione!

"Percy didn't do anything wrong," Hermione said, "He was brave enough to jump in front of a curse. If anything, he should be rewarded."

"Pfft," Ron sneered, "He didn't even know what it did. For all he knew, it was the tickling hex. The bloke is so stupi-"

There went another slap. I think it was Ron this time. 'Mione's on fire! Like Leo.

"Harry will apologize to Neville, Seamus, and Percy. No buts. Ronald will go directly to bed."

They mumbled yes and I heard them coming down the stairs.

Hermione put her hand on my shoulder, "Are you sure you're alright?"

I took my face out of my hands, grinning, "We already had this conversation. Can't I just go to bed? I'm exhausted!"

Hermione smiled warmly, "Harry has something to say to the three of you first." She looked at him pointedly, "Don't you, Harry?"

I groaned, "Can't it wait until morning?" I knew what he was going to say, and frankly... Hehe. Frankly. Focus! I didn't want to hear his apology.

Harry bowed his head, "Sorry, Neville and Seamus. I should never have shot that curse. I hope you'll forgive me."

He turned to leave and Hermione caught his sleeve, "And?"

Harry swung around, rolling his eyes, "I'm so sorry that curse hit you, Percy. I'm just so glad it didn't affect you."

He stormed up the staircase before Hermione could stop him.

I am a little offended. As Persassy the almighty god of Sass and Sarcasm, I'm supposed to be sarcastic to people. Not the other way around.

Ugh. I'm really hating this. Why can't I just go back to camp? I might just do that.

Seamus started to say something but I didn't hear it because I passed out on the chair next to Hermione.

Hermione's POV

I was kind of doubting Percy was actually tired, but then he passed out next to me.

He teetered for a second and his head came to a stop on my shoulder. I felt my face turn beet red. Seamus and Neville were snickering behind me.

"Stop laughing! This isn't funny! Can't you just pick him up and bring him to the Boys' Dormitory?"

This just caused them to burst into more laughter. I'm praying that none of the girls come down right now.

And Ginny Weasley walked down the staircase. Speak of the devil.

She saw Percy's head on my shoulder and immediately a grin split her face.

"Neville! Seamus!" I nearly shouted, still red-faced, "Just get him back to his own bed."

He murmured, "Blue cookies. Yum. Oh, so good. Wizards are weird. No blue food."

Neville and Seamus were still laughing, but they took him from me and carried him up the stairs.

Ginny hurriedly sat down next to me. "Aww," She squealed, "Is he your boyfriend now?"

I shook my head in denial. I could only dream of that. No! I don't want to be his girlfriend. I certainly don't need other girls plotting against me. I need to focus and school and homePercy. Argh. Homework.

"No! He just fell asleep." If any more blood rushed to my face, I was going to lose circulation in my limbs.

Ginny wiggled her eyebrows, "On your shoulder. Coincidentally, of course."

I think another pint of blood went to my head. I don't think I can feel my hand. It's probably temporary.

"Ginerva Weasley! This is not funny. It was an accident. It doesn't mean anything. He kept telling me he was tired but I didn't listen because I needed Harry to apologize first. The Cruciatus Curse can be dangerous. It technically was supposed to work. Just another mystery about him. Nothing big."

Ginny nodded, "Uh huh. Yeah. Let's just go with that." I knew she was just teasing but it was still embarrassing. Me and Percy. Percy and me. I will not linger on a silly boy problem, which, shouldn't even be a problem.

I rolled my eyes, "Let's just go to sleep."

Ginny chuckled, "Sure."

Percy's POV

I had a dream that I was being carried up the stairs to my death by Kelli and Tammi the cheerleaders, but I thought nothing of it. Just recognized it as two teenage girls who are actually demon vampire donkeys giving me emotional scarring. Yeah, I thought nothing of it.

My dream quickly shifted to having my head on a book. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get my head off the book. I think this is punishment for my sins. Forced to read English for the rest of eternity. Why must you be so cruel, Hades? I got you a throne on Olympus!

I was just making out the first word when I woke up, breathing hard. That was scary. I wonder how Annabeth deals with this every day. Reading. I shivered involuntarily. Who would ever read the adventures of a 12-17-year-old boy saving the world from his immortal grandparents and great-grandparents? That's just ridiculous.

I put on my robes and tied my tie. Like a shoe. Honestly, I don't know how to put on a tie. That time I took Annabeth out to Paris was different. Hermes did it for me!

I walked down the stairs and Hermione avoided my gaze. But Ginny snickered at me, "Wow, Perce. That's some expert tie tying."

I took a bow, "Why thank you, Ginny. I'm glad someone appreciates my skill." I looked at Hermione, who was looking at the conveniently placed curtains next to her.

I leaned over to Ginny, stage whispering, "What's up with her?"

She laughed out loud while Hermione turned pink. "It's nothing, Perce," She said between laughs, "Nothing."

Hermione ran out of the room, Ginny close behind her. Girls. I will never understand them.

I rushed into the Great Room for breakfast, just as a bunch of owls were flying in. Oh no. Styx, Styx, Styx. I'm in trouble.

I sat down next to Hermione, fearing the worst, but surprisingly, only three owls tried to peck out my eyes and I only got one bird dropping in my food. I think I'm getting luckier.

Oh, yeah. Maybe I should explain that. You see, Athena still doesn't approve of my relationship with Wise Girl. Even though I fell into Tartarus for her, held the sky for her, her being my lifeline, me being completely loyal to her, and a lot of other things.

And then the world went black.

Owl after owl dropped letter after letter on my head. I think that's one from everyone in camp. I felt a box or two on top of all the letters. I think they did that on purpose. Overall, I had three packages and around five dozen or so letters.

Everyone was looking at me. Not surprising. That's all these wizards ever do. But this was understandable. I was in a pool of my own paper. I stripped them open.

To Percy,

We all miss you. There's no one to teach sword fighting, so Jason has to do it. He's not as cool as you. He won't prank people with us. George and the shop are doing fine. We just want our favorite pranking buddy/victim back. Good luck at Pigfarts.

Your amazing and super good looking friends,

Connor and Travis

P.S. Don't burn down the school without us

To Prissy,

I need someone to beat up. These newbies just aren't doing it for me. I need to chase them down and beat them to a pulp. They're so wimpy. Get back here ASAP, punching bag.

Clarisse

P.S. Don't die before I get to pummel you

To Seaweed Brain,

Missing you a lot. It's not the same without you. IM and visit when you can. Study hard and make lots of friends. Don't forget about me. Tell Skittles to watch your back for me.

Love you,

Annabeth

To Percy,

Have fun, m'boy. Keep up on your training. Try not to attract any monsters.

Chiron

P.S. Don't reveal your demigod heritage.

That was heartwarming. Nice to know they miss me. I didn't have time to read all of them. Or the brain capacity to read all of them. You know, I can only handle so much at a time.

I opened the packages. One was the care package mom promised. Score! New blue cookies. This wizard food just ain't cutting it.

There was a picture of everyone from camp from Annabeth. That's nice. Something to remember camp by. Even though I won't be forgetting it any time soon.

The last one was from the gods. It was a broom. It came with a note.

Perseus,

This is the Pegasus Five Million. It's the fastest broom ever created. Made by Hephaestus himself. Take care of it.

The gods.

Hermione, Harry, Ron and Ginny looked over at me. "I've never seen that kind of broom before." Harry said, genuinely impressed.

I shrugged, "It's from Greece."

Ron pumped his fists, "Well what're you waiting for? We have a free period. Go take that baby out for a spin."

I grinned, "I might just do that."

Time Skip to the Quidditch Fields.

I climbed onto the broom. The Trio and Ginny were watching from the stands, "Here I go!" I shouted. I paused, "How do I fly this thing?"

Harry rolled his eyes, "Just lean into it." I leaned forward.

And my face practically flew off my head.