The Chamber Of Secrets (#2nd Book)

Evil Percy

Disclaimer... I do not own Percy Jackson or Harry Potter. They belong to Rick Riordan and J.K. Rowling. I simply had the audacity to make them brother. On with the Story!

As Harry and Ron descended in the Chamber of Secrets with Lockhart, the three professors entered the Gryffindor common room. Instantly all chatters died down. Percy, as if sensing something, peeked from in front of the armchair and saw the three professors. So he stood up, casually putting a book mark in the book he was reading and crossed his arms, a smirk on his face.

"Evening Professors." He smiled, as if it was the most normal thing to do.

"Mr. Jackson, we would like to talk to you, if only you step out for a minute." Mcgonnagle said.

"Is there a problem professor?" Percy asked, feigning innocence.

"You can say." Mcgonnagle said, clearly disoriented by the new Percy.

Percy sighed dramatically, "I was hoping we could postpone it a little longer but you leave me no choice." And suddenly his wand was out and pointed at the three. Snape was out with his wand too, along with Mcgonnagle. Dumbledore stood at the back and observed him. The students immediately jumped out of the way, a couple seventh years with their wands trained at the second year.

Percy watched the seventh years with amusement and snapped his fingers, causing their wands fall to the ground. Then he looked at the Headmaster and laughed.

"You're having seventh years and two professors duel me old man? Too afraid to raise your own wand? Afraid you will pull a muscle or two?" Percy smirked sinisterly.

"Mr. Jackson, mind your manners." Mcgonnagle sternly said.

"I'm afraid Minerva, that's not Mr. Jackson anymore, am I wrong?" Dumbledore calmly asked Percy.

"At least you haven't lost your marbles. That would have being a pity." Percy replied, shrugging. The fire in the fireplace turned green and the temperature decreased drastically.

"So much raw power in this boy, I am quite liking my host. It will almost be a pity to get rid of it. But I could very well turn him, he will be a very powerful ally, and could very well challenge you expertly Dumbledore. If only I could get something out of his mind. He is still resisting me so much. I can't read his mind. But he is still a boy, how much longer can he hold? There will come a time when his shields will come down and I will know everything about him." Percy mused. As if right on cue, the body shuddered a little and weakened on the knees, but it was gone as quickly as it came and Percy was standing straight again.

"Tell me what are you still doing here? I suspect no other major things." Dumbledore asked, ignoring the pointed looks by Minerva and Severus. They could see that Percy's body was pale and covered in fine line of sweat.

"And risk revealing my plans? No thank you." Percy shook his head and took a deep breath to compose himself, "Honestly if he could just stop resisting! Things would be so easy." An annoyed look crossed his face. Another deep breath.

"The boy has ADHD Dumbledore. That means even I am getting impatient with all the boring talks. So can we start with the fight any time soon?" and with that Percy raised his hand and closed his eyes. The skin went paler. When Percy opened his eyes, it was the same green eyes, only it was duller and was rimmed with red.

The spells were shot and Percy easily deflected them. Dumbledore calmly analysed the situation. The students were going for cover and some were running up the stairs. Silent charm and a boundary was formed between the students and the duelling body, giving them enough time to escape to the higher levels, away from the fight.

"Enough!" Percy yelled as he moved his hand towards the fire and then pointed at the two professors. The fire transformed into a blue dragon and Dumbledore suddenly had a flashback of his fight with Grindelwald. So he quickly stepped in between and the flames separated into many small splinters, illuminating the common room a little in a pale blue illumination, contrasting with the dark walls, and successfully trapping the two professors at two different corners of the room.

"Don't you see? You are too late! That girl is almost dead. Harry Potter will soon be killed by my Basilisk. I WILL RISE!" Percy declared angrily, "There is no use fighting me Professor. Your precious Potter will soon be dead. And there is nothing you could do about it."

Percy leaned against the wall, his breathing deeper than before, the sweat lined face glowing in the blue and green fire.

Dumbledore took this time to send a quick Patronus to his phoenix and trusted he knew what to do. When he turned back in front, Percy was standing somewhat, a satisfied expression on his face.

"Ah, she is almost dead, and Percy's shields are going down. Let's see. Useless information. Useless information. And this is...wait what?" Percy shook his head in shock, "How is he still resisting?! AHHH!!" and he fired spells at Dumbledore with new anger. Dumbledore deflected them and sent spells of his own, noting too major, only to knock him down cold.

Suddenly Percy started chuckling and turned towards Dumbledore, "A hat. You sent him a hat? Excellent. That bird may have blinded my Basilisk but he can still hear him." Percy stumbled on his legs again but that did not seem to faze him.

A deep breath and Percy sent a murderous glare at Dumbledore. Another deep breath and he finally said.

"The sword of Gryffindor? That was your plan? But Harry is still dying due to the venom is in his veins." Percy said, his voice a little above a whisper, too tired.

"A phoenix's tear can heal any damage if she gives it away willingly Tom." Dumbledore said.

Percy looked down at his shirt and saw blood oozing out. He looked back up, "You may have won this round, but you won't win the game Dumbledore."

Then Percy gasped loudly, the red vanishing from his eyes. His skin was still pale but at least he was removed from possession.

"Profess...sso...pro...professor." Percy stuttered as he clutched his stomach in pain. His eyes rolled over his head and he tumbled to the ground, the blood not stopping.

"The wards are down." Dumbledore said. Snape moved towards Percy and carried him, before apparating towards the Hospital wing while Mcgonnagle ushered the students to bed and to not utter a single word to anyone. Dumbledore walked towards his office to contact the Weasley family, before continuing towards the third floor washroom to fetch the students.

Oh wow, I really like these types of parts in stories where there is a fight scene. Also, many of you will be thinking how Dumbledore is here since he was reinstated from his position by Lucius Malfoy to which I will answer that this is a fanfiction. Plus I wanted Dumbledore here. You are seeing many things different here than the cannon and so one more thing different hardly makes the difference. Comment your thoughts. Till then.

Raven.