"Oh come on!" Fred exclaimed looking around the hospital wing. He wanted to spend time with Percy but the boy seemed to have vanished along with his sister. He sighed feeling quite grumpy but leaving it be. He turned around and made his way back to the Great Hall.
"It is so ordinary to love the beautiful but so beautiful to love the ordinary, Annabelle. I think that's something fun to think about." Percy started. Ever since Percy had snapped out of this trance thingy, he had been saying all these poetic things the whole time.
"What are you on about, Percy?" Annabelle questioned.
Percy shrugged his shoulders and kept walking. So they kept walking. They had been through all of the classrooms and Hagrid's hut. Annabelle heard something in the distance and put her finger up to her lips. Percy stopped in his tracks to look where Annabelle was looking off to. In the distance, there was a group of people. Annabelle could only make out 2 people, Kingston and Gray. They were never much of a threat but they were parrots or better known as "intel". They weren't really friends with the rest of their group but they needed them. For what you may ask? The answer is simple, money. Nothing more, nothing less.
Percy wasn't one for revenge but he wanted revenge so badly, it was like it was resting in the core of his soul. He had begun stalking off in their direction when something washed over. A simple message 'Everyone has a chapter they don't want read aloud. This is theirs, don't allow it to become yours'. Percy stopped and turned around to finish his tour with Annabelle.
"Why are you being so deep all of a sudden? It's like your mind is poetically jambled or something."
"I don't know. Poetry has a way of making the darkest things light and the lightest things dark.." Percy answered, shrugging his shoulders.
"Hey, what time does lunch start?" Percy said stopping in his tracks.
"Right about now, why?" Annabelle deadpanned while Percy, on the other hand, took off running in the direction back to the school. For someone who she had never seen run, that kid was fast. Before she could even process, she took off running behind him and chased after him but never catching up or passing him. They approached the doors to the great hall. Before he even processed, he ran through the doors and scanned the crowd for Fred's ginger hair. When he found it, he went and sat down next to his boyfriend. Fred was shocked to see him and rested his head on Percy's shoulder.
"I missed you, Freddie." Percy began running his fingers through Fred's hair.
"I'll always miss you. I like having you right here."
The gryffindors sat in shock as they watched the small encounter between the boys. Fred was never one for sappy or sweet but he was completely different with the boy they assumed to be Percy. Ever since school has got back in, Fred couldn't seem to shut up about Percy ever. It was cute though, he got so flustered and smiley and blushing. It was a-lot of something he still needed.
When he looked up, he saw a woman dressed in a disgusting pink color that made her look like a piece of grandma candy, looking at them with a look of disgust.. Not the good kind, the kind that sits in the bottom of her bag for months until you get hungry enough in the middle of a long ass church service to not care what it is.
"Who's that?"Percy questioned while nodding his head towards the lady.
"Dolores Umbridge, she's supposed to be the Defence of Magic Teacher. I hate her."
"I can tell. What did she do to make you hate her?"
"Firstly, she's homophobic. Secondly, she's dressed like a neon highlighter. Thirdly, she uses this blood quill that scars your hand every time you write with it. Considering the reasons presented, I, Frederick Gideon Weasley, hate her to the core of my very soul." Fred disclosed while plopping his head back on Percy's shoulder.
"You two are cute. Calm and peaceful. I'm Oliver Wood by the way."
"Captain of the Quidditch, Gryffindor, 6th year, roommating with Lee, Fred and George. Half-blood."
"Damn. How do you know all of this?"
Percy just shrugged his shoulders and turned his attention back to Fred.
"What are you doing here? I thought you were in the hospital wing until dinner."
"Annabelle took me on a tour of the school but I cut it short to come in lunch with you."
"You didn't have to. I could've wanted til dinner."
"Fred. I wanted to. I promise." Percy reassured.
The couple ate their lunch making friendly conversation with the rest of the Gryffindors. Percy got up from the table to walk across the hall and he briefly sat with Draco before moving to Ravenclaw to sit with Luna and Annabelle. Shortly after, he made his way back to the Gryffindor table to sit with Harry, Hermione, Fred, George, Ginny, Ron,and sometimes Cassie.
When it was time for Fred to go to class, Fred told Percy that this was his free period and so they finished his school tour. Fred never returned to class from spending the day with Percy and decided that until he was sorted, he was not to leave Fred's line of view. The incident with the first sorting had leaven Fred walking on eggshells around Percy being alone.
They wandered around until dinner eventually rolled around. He held Percy closer and until he saw McGonagall bring the stool and bring out the sorting hat. Even though the hat was only sorting one person, the song still rang proud and true.
One thousand years ago this story starts
There were four sorcerers with strong and kind hearts
Bold Gryffindor from wild moor
Fair Ravenclaw from glen
Sweet Hufflepuff from valley broad
Shrewd Slytherin from fen
They had a dream to teach all that they knew
Witches and wizards came far and it grew
'Til a castle stood tall by the shores of a lake
And a thousand years later the magic remains
Old Hogwarts Sorting Hat sing me a song
Speak in my head tell me where I belong
And when things look bad and there's nowhere to run
Unite all the houses and we'll fight as one
Brave Godric Gryffindor favoured the strong
Those who had courage and knew right from wrong
And Rowena Ravenclaw taught only the best
So kind Helga Hufflepuff would teach all the rest
But Salazar Slytherin had is own plans
He thought the Muggle-borns didn't understand
The subtleties of magic and so he devised
The Chamber of Secrets with a monster inside
Old Hogwarts Sorting Hat sing me a song
Speak in my head tell me where I belong
And when things look bad and there's nowhere to run
Unite all the houses and we'll fight as one
Old Hogwarts Sorting Hat sing me a song
Speak in my head tell me where I belong
And when things look bad and there's nowhere to run
Unite all the houses and we'll fight as one
Unite all the houses and we'll fight as one.
"Jackson, Perseus." McGonagall called out through the hall. Percy stood from where he sat and moved towards the stage. He sat down on the three-legged wobbly stool and waited. McGonagall sat the hat on top of his head and the head began talking.
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Percy Jackson at Hogwarts
FantasyIt was no secret that Percy was a hero. A hero to the gods, to fellow demigods and even to those who didn't know he existed. Percy fought long and tirelessly to avenge his fallen demigods and magical creatures to a strong avail. The war was over but...
