I don't own any of the characters. All rights go to Rick Riordan and J. K. Rowling. Except for the plot. That is mine.

Percy's POV (cause it's epic)

When I came back into the house, it was chaos. (Chaos I mean) everyone was staring and asking questions before I remembered Moody's messed up eyeball.

Really the last thing worth noting about that, is that Harry seemed to want to know me now. Not push me away.

That made me smile.

"What're you smiling 'bout?" Moody growled.

"Nothing," I replied.

~~~~~~MAGICAL TIME SKIP~~~~~~

Dumbledore had already gotten me everything, and said he already put it in the school, but a wand for school saying, "The wand chooses the wizard. I cannot pick yours," and that was the whole of our conversation.

Molly agreed to take me two days before we left for Hogwarts.

"The rest of the children need to get their things. You can get your wand then."

I didn't have any choice but to agree, nor would I want to argue with her. She reminded me of my mom. Kind, caring, and puts up with the horror I call kids. And myself.

I'm a nightmare. But not a horror.

Cause darling I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream.

Nah. Just kidding. But I got you there didn't I?

Mission. Accomplished.

We arrived in Diagon Alley at last when Molly sent Harry with me to get a wand. He knew why I didn't have one so no questions asked.

As we were walking he said, "What's it like... being a demigod?"

I looked at him curiously. I don't know what I had expected, but it certainly wasn't that.

"What do you mean? Like the fighting? Life in general?"

"Life in general. How do you do it. I mean almost everyday. And you haven't died!"

I smiled at that.

"Yeah. Not yet at least. You know, I know that you don't like reading but it'd be pretty simple to sum up I you read them. A lot easier to understand then me talking about it at least. At worst Hermione would read them and explain to you, but if you want to know now I can tell you."

He looked like he couldn't decide. I could almost see his thoughts.

He seems funny enough. The books might be as good.

And then the famous:

But reading though!

I was so busy thinking about this I almost didn't hear him say,

"Sure. I'll read the books, I guess. What're they called?"

I smirked as I said, "Percy Jackson and the Olympians is the series name. There are five main books in that series then a follow-up series with 5 books also. I think the first would be good enough. Maybe even just the first book itself. It's called The Lightning Thief."

His face looked shocked. Good enough for me I laugh. But he still knew I was Sirius.

Haha.

Sirius.

Ha!

Moving on.

So we arrived at Ollivander's and entered the building. It was quiet for a little bit but soon Mr. Ollivander came out staring at me like I was the next pair of shoes in season or something.

"Well hello, Perseus Jackson. Dumbledore told me about you. Come, come. We must find your wand."

The guy had shock white hair and crazy eyes. It was all I could do to follow him, and I've faced Titans before.

He led me to the back of the store like he knew exactly what to get for me.

He pulled out a small box and took out a wand. He handed it to me saying, "12 inches, Olive wood, Unicorn tail-hair core."

I took it in my hand and he snapped at me to wave it. So I did, feeling like an idiot I might add, and it did something I didn't expect.
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It blew up the chair Harry happened to be sitting in, in the front of the store.

I handed Ollivander the wand like it was a gun. He took it, muttering, "I really did think that would work. I chuckled under my breath.

We must've gone through fifty wands before he finally found a box in the back. He looked at me, then the box. Again. And again. He walked up to me, almost hesitantly.

"This wand, Mr. Jackson, has been in my store longer than any wand ever before. I've never found someone powerful enough to use it, but seeing many of these wands reject you, I would like to try it."

Well that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. (Insert sarcasm here)

I took the wand in my hand and felt a rush of power. Blue and green sparks flew out the end and it seemed to melt into me. This wand was mine. I could tell.

Great. Feeling the fuzz.

Ollivander's eyes widened. He lifted an eyebrow as though he wasn't surprised. He took the wand back up to the front. I asked him what it consisted of.

He glanced at me and said, "This wand is wood from an underwater tree located near the South-Pacific. The core or cores I should say are all three that we use. Unicorn, Dragon Heartstring, and Phoenix Feather. Never before has this been created and it is the last of its kind. Treat it well."

I paid for the wand, still a little creeped out, when Ollivander stopped me before I could leave.

"Oh, and Perseus?" I looked back. "Don't end up like your grandfather. Not everyone could, well, work out that matter."

I left, Harry at my side in a daze. He seemed to expect it. I didn't want to ask so I didn't bother.

~~~~~TIMER SKIPPY THING~~~~~

We left for the train the next day. Nothing of interest occurred other than running through a wall at top speed, and meeting a girl who read magazines upside down.

Then we got to the carriages, Dumbledore said he would sort me with the first years, but that I didn't have to arrive like them. We approached and Harry looked at the animals like he'd gone mad. Luna said it was perfectly normal to see them, for you must've seen death.

The bad part though, was when they bowed to me. I mean, I could deal with seeing Nico-Steeds, but then bowing? Too much. Way too much. Harry looked at me weird before I said the word, "Poseidon," and he understood. The Horse Lord was my dad. I was just boss.

Oh if Blackjack was here he'd be wondering if I cheated on him with another horse. Oh geez. The good ol' days. Flying pigs, escaping camp. Good times. I miss those.

We got on the carriage and headed towards the castle. I could only imagine what Annabeth would blab when she saw it. Even I thought the architecture was fantastic.

We got off and I went up to Professor McGonagall, who Albus had told me about. She helped sort the first years. She would sort me as well. I decided to walk next to her instead of the back of the line because face it. I am not 11. Nor do I want to be.

We entered the Great Hall and all I was thinking was, 'Why name it the Great Hall? You could name it the place-where-we-eat and no one would care.' People were staring at me. I don't like attention.

At all.

Ever.

So I watched the hat song a song and then yell out weird words for each person. I was going to put that thing on my head?!

Finally Dumbledore announced me as a "late student" and had me come up. I put the hat in my was and waited.

Hey guys! I know this is longer than the book I said o would do long chapters in, but I was in a roll. But now I need help.

Should I do:

Gryffindor

Hufflepuff

Gryffinpuff

I can't decide to mix it or not. Also on sorting time.

Long

Really long

Short

Screams name on head

KEEP IN MIND THAT THIS IS AFTER PJO NOT HOO. NO TARTARUS HAS KILLED OUR PERCY YET. SO HELO ME PLEASE. CANT UPDATE TILL THEN.

Love y'all!

Samigirl