Oh my gosh. That photo took me hours to create. First I edited a Bellatrix Lestrange photo, then I cut that photo and a Percy Jackson photo, then I put them on top of a cell photo and added effects. I know it's not the best, but this was my first time doing it. Anyways, I'll shut my mouth now, and let you get on with the story.

CHATAF'S P.O.V.
After I knocked Percy out, I apparated the both of us back to Malfoy Manor. I showed up during a meeting. They held the meeting around a table. And I appeared right in the center of it.

My master looked at me and said, "Good work, Chataf."

I stepped off the table and bowed my head, saying,
"Thank you lord."

Then Percy groaned and opened his eyes.

PERCY'S P.O.V.
Why can't I move? And why can't I open my eyes? I groaned as I finally opened them. There were people with masks and black dresses. And more sticks.

A man at the head of the table, obviously the leader, said,
"Hello, Perseus."

I groaned and said,
"It's Percy."

"Well, Percy. I'd like to talk with you for awhile. I'm Lord Voldemort-"

I cut him off laughing and saying,
"What kind of name is Moldyshorts?"

"It's Voldemort, you imbecile!" Then Moldy calmed down and continued.
"And I would like you to lead my army of troops to destroy those unworthy of magic."

"No."

"Well then," He gave me an evil smile, "I guess you'll just have to stay here until you agree. Chataf, take him to the dungeons."

She grabbed me and pushed me down staircase, after staircase, after staircase. Until she finally shoved me in a cell, chained me to the wall, and locked the cell door.

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RUBY'S P.O.V.
Hello, my name is Ruby Splittelse Sammen Brunner.

{A/N use a Norwegian translater for Ruby's middle names, and you'll have an idea why she's important.}

I was adopted by Chiron Brunner on my first birthday. And on that same day, I was claimed as a daughter of Hades, and I look NOTHING like him.

At least, naturally. But I'm a Metamorphagus, meaning I can change my look. This is me looking like his daughter:

I like to keep my hair short whenever it's black, since it reminds me too much of my sister.

But, enough with the sap story. When I turned eleven, I was excepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And I haven't been kicked out yet!

Right now I'm at the Weasley's. I always stay here for a week before school starts, that way I can hang out with everybody and go shopping.

But right at this very moment, Dumbledore is telling everybody something very important. I guess that means I should listen.

"We all know Voldemort has risen." Dumbledore said, "But, he's captured a boy. That boy is his grandson. This boy has no idea of his magical heritage, but he's very powerful. My plan, is to save the boy, and bring him to Hogwarts-"

"WHAT?!" Harry exclaimed, jumping out of his chair. "YOU CAN'T BRING HIM TO HOGWARTS, HE'LL KILL EVERYONE ON SIGHT! HIM AND VOLDEMORT ARE PROBABLY DEVELOPING THEIR MASTER PLAN RIGHT NOW!!!"

"Harry," I said once he calmed down, "You haven't even met him yet, how do you know he'd even START to think about joining Voldemort's army? Actually, we might have." I turned to Dumbledoor, "What's his name?"

He looked at me, and said the words that worried me the most out of the whole conversation. "Perseus Jackson."

"Percy." I wispered.

Thanks for reading! The question of the day is: What's your favorite color? Mine is yellow.
Peace out!
- Hadeslilhunteress