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This is a HP x PJO crossover.
The Big Three & our OC goes to Hogwarts. They are to fight of the monsters while keeping their secret, a secret.
What will happen if they come across demigods in Hogwarts?
How will the W...
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The next time I woke up, my face was pushed into Anastasia's stomach, who herself was sleeping while sitting. I turn my head and look at the clock on the bedside table its 5am, there is a lot of time before I need to get up, breakfast begins at 7am. After a while of aimlessly trying to find sleep and staring at the celling, I try to move without disturbing Anastasia. But I wake her up when I hit my head on the headboard.
"Slept Well?" She asks.
"Yeah, sorry you had to sleep like that." I say flopping back onto the bed.
She lies down beside me, "What are friends for?"
"I had dreams after so long." I say softly after some silence follows.
"A way to fight dreams is hearing music at night." She says
"Will the phone work here?" I ask. A week after meeting all of us, she along with Leo made us some phones that don't attract monsters.
"Yes, Kelpy." she turns towards me, with a grin.
"Not you to." I pout.
"You are such a cute fish." She says and I make a face at her. At which she simply laughs.
"That is so sad, Ana." I tease her. She hates being called Ana. In a second, I find myself pinned under her body.
"Don't. Call. Me. That." She threatens. I nod, what? I had to do that her left hand held my hands while right was wrapped around my throat. You don't mess with her, if you are under her.
She gets off me and lies down back, "I hope you remember what you are wearing?"
"Yep." I say popping the 'p'. "How can I forget that I need to wear that blasted pant and white shirt. I mean who wears white?" I whine.
She simply laughs, "You sound like a five- year- old."
"Oh really, I thought that you thought that I was three- year- old." I ask. Again, I hear her angelic laugh. Wait Angelic? Where did that come from. UGH!
"You in there Mr. I-am-the-two-times-savior-of-Olympus-but-can't-accept-it-cause-I-am-to-humble-and-modest." She asks waving her hand in front of my eyes.
"Yeah... Yeah, I was just thinking." I reply blushing a little.
"Thinking. The Percy Jackson was Thinking." She says. "Oh Good Lords. What has the world come too." She says the last part in a fake British accent. At which I couldn't help but laugh.
