Harry Potter Crossover (Percy Jackson)

My Dream About A Haunted House

Percy POV
           I laid down comfortably on the bed. I'm still bleeding a bit, but it's not that much of a problem anymore. Harry returned with Ron and Hermione behind him.
"Ok Perce. Now tell us the dream." Harry requested.
"Well, I dreamed when I passed out yesterday. I remember landing in front of an abandon house. In front of the house stood a sign saying things about the Potter family and how you, Harry, is the only one to have survived a curse."
"Do you know where you saw it?"
"Geez Harry. I only knew about the wizard community yesterday. So I'm sorry but no."
The three of them looks a bit defeated.
"But," I said, not wanting them to lose their spirits, "I also remember a snake, dressed in a wizard's clothing, hissing at me. I woke up when I tried to kill it though."
"Thanks mate."
"And," I continued, not finished, "There was a noseless guy, looking at me saying 'Harry Potter, I'll come and find you, no matter what protection you have' or something like that."
They looked at each other before saying, "See y'a Perce! Hope you like room service!"

With that, they left and went to another room.

"Percy?" The voice of Mrs. Weasley asked. "Yes?" "What were you saying to them?" Gosh. Why does the adults want to know? Us, kids and teens, need our privacy too. "Oh! We were just telling each other about our trip here."
I could tell that she didn't believe me.
"No. I mean for real. Don't lie to me. If you guys were talking about leaving for your fake quest again, I'm not letting you. It's too dangerous out there."
That really ticked me off. If I had a father like Mrs. Weasley, then I wouldn't have to go through two dam wars!
"Percy?" Mrs. Weasley said again.
"No no, Mrs. Weasley. We indeed did just talk about our trip here." I lied through my teeth. I figured that Harry, Ron, and Hermione needed their own secret. After all, I kept my trip in Tartarus a secret from my mom.
"Oh. Ok. Sorry for the interruption then, Percy." Mrs. Weasley stared at me, daring me to tell her what's actually going on.

When I winced and laid back on the bed, she said see you later and left.
I'm asking Harry about his quest later because, after all, I have quite the experience with it.