Intertwined || Percabeth Hogwarts AU

Chapter 22

Annabeth learned what hope was again. And that hope had developed into determination. She walked down the empty corridors with tenacity behind each step as she made her way to her dorm. Thankfully, everyone was in class; she didn't want to deal with any burning questions right now.

For her plan to work, she was going to need some help. Thankfully, help would always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it.

"Stonks!"

A pop sounded from beside her and she turned to see just who she was looking for. Stonks was a House Elf that she and Percy had befriended back in their second year. She smiled at the wrinkly creature and told him that she needed his help but didn't expect his response.

He made a small sound from anxiousness. "Stonks doesn't know if he should help. Annabeth Chase hurt Percy Jackson. Percy Jackson is very kind."

Annabeth swallowed her guilt, momentarily closing her eyes, and tried for a smile. "I'm trying to apologize to Percy, Stonks. I need your help to do that."

Stonks looked conflicted, his bat-like ears folded down and he rubbed his hands together nervously. His bulging blue eyes flitted around as he tried to make a decision.

"Stonks will help," he finally said. He then raised a long, threatening finger. "But Annabeth Chase can never hurt Percy Jackson again."

Annabeth found his terms very agreeable and shook his hand.

"Okay, here's what I need you to do..."

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With a letter firmly grasped in her hand, Annabeth made her way up through the silent castle and arrived at the Owlery, which was located at the top of the West Tower. She walked into the circular stone room and rubbed at her arms; it was rather cold and drafty up here since none of the windows had glass covering them.

The room reeked of owl droppings and regurgitated mice. This was to be expected with the hundreds upon hundreds of owls of every imaginable breed nestled here on perches up the length of the tower. She had loaned her owl, Cole, to a first year who didn't have one yet so she went up to her other familiar, Kendrick.

Kendrick was Percy's owl, a beautiful black and gray eagle owl. A melancholic smile graced her face when she remembered how elated Percy was when she gifted Kendrick to him for his birthday two years ago.

It took her awhile to persuade him to wake up and fly down to her but like his owner, Kendrick loved food. When she held out the treat to him, Kendrick angrily nipped her finger, ignoring the treat entirely.

"Ouch!" Annabeth yelped, snatching her hand back to her chest. She glared at the bird but it stared back at her with those eerie orange eyes, clicking his beak angrily. "Okay, I deserved that," she admitted.

With some prying and a promise of treats, she got him to agree to deliver a letter. He allowed her to tie the letter to his leg.

"Get it to him tomorrow during breakfast, okay?"

Kendrick hooted indignantly as if insulted that she would have to repeat her instruction. A small smile graced her lips; Percy and his owl were weirdly similar. She stroked his back a few times before he ruffled his wings and flew back to his perch.