Harry Potter-

I gritted my teeth, my hands clenched as I looked at him.  Him being the spawn of evil himself...Percy Jackson.

"And then," He laughed with Ginny, Fred, and George, making me even angrier.  "She turned me into a Guinea pig!"  They all burst out laughing.

"I thought you'd never heard of magic before?  Or are you just trying to play us because you are really a Death Eater?" I asked snidely.

"Oh, yes.  I'm a Death Eater," he said earnestly.  Then, his straight face fell, and he bursted out laughing just like Fred, George and Ginny.  "Who would eat Thanatos?  That would be disgusting."  He made a face.  "Anyway, I was telling them about the weirdest dream I ever had.  Do you have weird dreams?"

I looked away and his eyes grew softer. "You know," he said, "dreams done in all kinds of forms. Warnings, desires, things you don't know you want or need. Sometimes you can even see something that is really going on, something that is connected to you. I know I sure get those. And most of the time they really suck." He said sympathetically.

"Whatever," I muttered.

He turned back to Ginny, and whispered something—probably about how insane I was, and that ticked me off.

"You're probably just a traitor." I sneered.

Then, silence.

"What did you just say to me?" He whispered in that deathly calm voice.  "I think you just accused me...with nothing eligible to support your claim...that I am betraying you."  His eyes were like the stormy ocean.  And bloody hell, was it was scary. "You don't like how people are accusing you of some stuck up little attention seeking brat, so I suggest you don't accuse me of anything like that—ever again."  His eyes were dark, his hands clenched.  He rose, emanating a power so intense, I couldn't breathe.  "Never accuse me of being a traitor.  I'd die before betraying anyone—I'd never do that, and if you accuse me of that horrid offence again..." his voice trailed off, leaving me gob smacked at the warning.

Percy Jackson-

"And that," I whispered to Ginny, who was actually really cool, nice, and smart.  She didn't judge me, and she gave me a chance.  She convinced Fred and George to do the same, and I considered them my friends.  Ginny was like a younger sister to me already. "Is what I call me Nico state."

She snickered.  "Isn't that your cousin's name?"

I just smirked at her, and she burst out laughing.  "Oh, you didn't!"

"Oh, I did." I grinned cheekily.

"You are horrible!  You named your dark, threatening, hilariously serious state after your younger cousin?"

"He hates it when I call it that—which is namely why I do it."

She laughed again, and Harry scowled. 

"You want to say something?" I said innocently, darkening my eyes for effect.

He looked away, and Ginny stifled her laugh. 

"So, tell me more about Annabeth."

"Huh?"

"You know, where did you meet, when did you start dating?...that kind of stuff."

"We met when I was twelve at summer camp after my mom was kidnapped, and then came with me cross country to Los Angeles when I became involved in a nation-wide manhunt." I said casually, grinning.

Ginny searched me eyes.  Her eyes widened.  "Oh, good god, you're serious..."

"No, that's me." Sirius came into the room, glared at me, and sat next to Harry.

"I'll tell you what you want to know...and more.  Come to my room after everyone is asleep—it's important."  I whispered, nodded at her.

"Okay." She was obviously confused, but I was only going to get more death glares if I stayed at that table.  They were lucky I didn't give them death glares.  My wolf glare is literally petrifying.  Literally.  I can freeze people by stopping the blood in their bodies.  And it doesn't kill them, because everything is frozen.  They are pretty much on pause.  Or I could actually freeze them from the inside out, or evaporate their blood—but I don't kill humans.  Or wizards.  I only kill monsters—mythological ones that want to kill me and prey on my flesh.  Or just kill me to kill me. Gods of Olympus...I must really smell. Do I smell good to monsters? I mean, I'd sort of feel bad if I smelled bad since apparently I have a really strong sent. But if I smell bad, why bother coming after me, so the smell would be worse. Unless I really do smell terrible to monsters, and they want to kill me to get rid of the stench. To be honest, I hope they come after me because I'm tasty. Or maybe all demigods have a general smell, and mine is just really strong.

Wow, I'm getting off topic.

After my time in...in the Pit, I learned their is pretty much no limit to my abilities.  I can draw strength from the water in the air, the water in my body, so I don't get tired or use up my energy.  I can control anything with water.  I can do something I call Vapor Travel, I can control blood, poison, the water in the air, therefore the air itself.  Clouds have water in them.  And so do planets.  Pretty much everything, living or otherwise has water in or around them.  So I am pretty much the most powerful demigod of all time.  Not to brag, or anything.  But being badass is just so fun.  Seriously, it is. I totally understand why Thalia and Nico do it. Not that—don't think that—it's not what I meant!

I also learned that being a demigod means my physical strength is way above that of mortals.  And after the wars, I trained my mind, my body's and my powers.  I'm like a super demigod now. Which is pretty cool.

...

"Percy?" Ginny whispered.

"Ginny.  Come closer, it's time to tell you something."

"What is it?"

I whispered a spell.  "Now we can talk normally, I performed a spell so that no one else can hear anything we say."

"Okay," Ginny said.  "So what is it you are so eager to share?"

"The truth.  About me.  I'm not human."  I said.

She looked confused.  "What?"

"Well, I'm half human."

"What's the other half?"

"Ginny, I'm half god."

I think she was about to faint.  Her eye brows shot up, her eyes were wide, and I'm not sure she was breathing.

I went I'm to explain everything.  My entire life.  The strange occurrences, all the schools I was kicked out of, and even Smelly Gabe.  Then I explained everything from when I was twelve, and both wars.

"I...I believe you.  I know you, Percy, and I can tell you aren't lying."

I grinned.  "Great, I'd like to reintroduce myself.  Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon, earth shaker, storm bringer, master of horses, and god of the sea."

Ahh...so she did faint. Well...erm...

Then, I got an IM. Iris Message, for those who aren't obsessive fans of me, and haven't read my totally awesome books a billion times.

"Pinecone Face?"

Thalia rolled her eyes. "Hey, Kelpie. Guess what? Artemis is going solo hunting for a year or so, so I'm free to bother my favorite cousin!"

"Which...would be...me...right?" I asked slowly. I swear, she practically face palmed.

"No, Nico." She said dryly.

"Thalia..." I said putting a hand over my heart and staggering back. "You wound me. Truly."

"Someone say my name?" Nico popped in out if no where.

"Ahhh!" Thalia glared at him. He smirked devilishly. "Lightning Bug."

"Skull-for-Brains!" Thalia frowned.

"Pinecone Face!"

"Zombie Boy!"

"Tree Girl!"

"Death Breath!"

"Air-head!"

"—"

"Can I have one in blue?" I interrupted, highly amused.

"Huh?" They were so immersed in their argument, they didn't even get what I said. I don't blame them, though. There is nothing more satisfying than fighting with your super powerful cousins.

"You said airhead, and I asked for a blue one," I said slowly. "Duh."

"You called me an Air-head? That's it! You're going down, Skully!"

"Bring it, Zappy!"

I love family bonding.

"Wait!" I said. They were looking at me expectantly, weapons drawn. Oh...I forgot what I was going to say. Uhhh...

"I went all Nico on these people, like, three times."

Thalia burst out laughing, and Nico pouted. She loved it when I called it that as well.

"That's awesome! I'd love to see that. And meet the people that annoy you so much, you went Nico on them three times!"

"I hate it when you guys call it that." Nico grumbled.

"You guys want to come over, I can explain everything. And you guys can be blessed by Hecate so you can come to pig-pimples with me!"

"Huh?" They said in unison.

I quickly explained the while wizard thing.

"So you have another evil grandpa, huh?" Thalia said.

"Yep. Nico, shadow travel over. I'm at number 12 Grimauld Place. The third bedroom."

"We're coming, Cuz!" Nico grinned and Thalia cut the connection as they faded into darkness.

Hades yeah, this is going to be so much fun.