Chapter 8

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Percy POV: Platform 9 3/4

I stood looking at the brick wall.

"You want me. To run at a brick wall?" 

Molly sighed. 

"Yes, you won't run into it I promise." 

I huffed and ran at the wall. I emerged on another train platform with a red and black steam train. The rest of the group emerged from the group. Slowly I turned my head around and saw two people I thought I'd never see again.

"Yo! Skittles! Malfoy!" I yelled grinning.

They both whirled around and grinned just as wide. They jogged towards me.

"Perce? Watcha doing here?" Draco asked.

"I'm a wizard. Apparently, my grandad on my mom's side is some evil dude named Moldywarts."

Luna and Draco looked surprised but then realized that the Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione were staring. 

"Hi harry." Luna smiled at him. 

"hello, potter." 

Harry raised an eyebrow. 

"you know him?" he asked.

"Oh, skittles, Drake and I go way back." 

They all just stared at me.

"Oh!" Draco said. Wait till you see who's teaching potions here! S-" Luna slapped a hand over Draco's mouth.

"I wanna see his reaction in class, don't spoil the surprise, Drake." 

I huffed. "You two are meanies." All of a sudden a train whistle interrupted our conversation. We all clambered onto the train. I sat with Luna, Draco, some kid named Neville, and the golden trio. They were a bit reluctant to get in the same compartment as Draco for some reason. But I convinced them.

-----Time skip to them getting off the Hogwarts Express.------

"What're those?" I asked pointing at the skeletal horses.

"You can see them?" Harry asked. 

"Duh." 

"Only people who have seen death can see them."

"Oh," I thought about the people I'd seen die. Guilt pressed down on me. It should've been me who died, I should've realized It was Silena and not Clarisse, I could've found another way to save Luke, I didn't save Beckendorf even though I was in my own domain, Bob and Damasean would be alive If I hadn't been a coward and dropped my weapon in front of Tartarus.

Draco seemed to know what I was thinking. 

"Percy It's not your fault. You know if it was you none of us would be here. Stop blaming yourself." 

"But it was my fault. I could've found another way." My voice broke. Draco frowned and was about to say something when a half-giant lumbered over.

"'Ello, you're 'ercy right?" I nodded. He motioned for me to come over and led me over to where a group of kids stood. I rode in the boat across the Black lake and the castle came into view. I could almost hear Annabeth talking about the Davinci Arches, and- Wow Annabeth's rubbing off me. I was led into the Great hall by a strict-looking woman. Slowly, the woman called out kids by name. Eventually, she got to me.

"Jackson, Perseus." 
"Just Percy please." She frowned and reached to grab the talking hat. When it yelle.

"STOP! NUH UH. NOT ONE MORE STEP YOUNG MAN. I DON'T EVEN NEED TO BE NEAR YOU TO TELL WHAT YOU'VE BEEN THROUGH." 

"Pick a house." The woman told the hat.

He huffed and called out. "SLYDORHUFFLECLAW." 

"Excuse me?" I asked. The woman shot me a look that clearly said Pick a house. 

I sighed and headed down to the red and yellow table.


(A/N) I suck at writing by the way. I just have nothing to do so uh yeah. 

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