Percy Jackson and Harry Potter crossover

Hogwarts

Disclaimer: (For the whole story cause I'm a lazy bum) I do not own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson. :)

  Percy

Okay, okay. Yes, he knew that he was supposed to protect Harry Potter and his friends, but all Percy really felt like doing was to just enjoy his short life and only step in when needed. Despite only knowing the trio for one hour, (okay...so maybe that wasn't so short...) he already could see that Harry was determined and confident, not afraid to blurt out what other people needed to change. In a way, Harry reminded Percy of himself...not counting the fact that Harry was willingly putting on a robe. What kind of uniforms were that? Do British people always go around wearing their pajamas?

But, he reminded himself, these are witches and wizards. They weren't normal...who in the world knew how to put on a tie? And every day at that? Yep, definitely not normal. Percy had already given up on learning how to put on that...sinful thing. Now, it just flopped down awkwardly on his chest...that and his robes were half hanging off of him. What? Can't a man be comfortable in his clothes?

Anyways, there he was, walking with the little, teeny weeny first years, feeling so out of place. Was that what I was like when I was 12? Jeez, no wonder Annabeth didn't think I was going to survive a day in camp. Ah, that seemed like such a long time ago. Back when he was ignorant and reckless...oh wait, he was still reckless. He smiled down at a small boy who was looking up at him fearfully. Did he really look that scary?

He didn't get the answer, because suddenly, the crowd of minions stopped and Percy allowed himself out of..well, Percyland. What he saw made him want to sigh in relief. A lake...fine, it didn't look like the normal lake. It was black, but Percy was pretty sure it wasn't polluted. Unlike the Little Tiber in Camp Jupiter, this one didn't hum with power, (Here, Percy was thankful.) even though he could sense that a lot of magical, probably disoriented creatures lived down there. He really hoped that Hecate's (Yep. That goddess (titan? Idk...) was why he was here in the first place.) sayings of the Giant Squid was real. Percy thought he (she?) sounded like an awesome friend. (What? Can't he make friends with squids?)

The giant of a man stopped and beckoned some people forward to a set of little boats. At first, Percy had been wary of Hagrid, what with the, "Hello! I'm a human who increased in volume...and mass." size. Could you blame him, though? Percy was pretty sure he wouldn't have felt that way towards the big softie if the Giant war hadn't happened.

"Come 'ere. Oh, don' be scared. Nothin' gonna happen to yeh. Unless, of course, yeh fall inter the lake." Hagrid bellowed. Slowly, (Percy resisted the urge to scream, "ADHD DEMIGOD HERE! MOVE YOU BUTTS!") the crowd resided to the water until there were only a few people left. As soon as the first years climbed in the boat safely, Percy plopped in, making the boat wobble dangerously and the first years stare at the water fearfully, but he steadied it. Being the son of Poseidon had its perks. The group started to move leisurely towards Hogwarts, and Percy couldn't help but gape at the school, ahem, castle.

 If Annabeth was here, she'll never shut up about the architecture... he thought. Quickly, he made the boat speed up a bit, not so much that it seemed weird, and not that little that it barely made a difference. Soon, Percy and his party's boat hit the rocky, soil-y land. He hopped off and helped the rest of the first years, too.

"Well, we're 'ere. Quite a sight, I say. Firs' time always a shock." Hagrid whispered, beaming kindly at the crowd. Then, they followed Hagrid up the stairs, where he banged his fist on the door. A moment later, a stern woman with her hair up in a tight bun, wearing an emerald cloak, let them in. Percy had no doubt that she was going to be one of the first teachers to say, "Detention." to him.