The headmaster sent my mom a letter the following week, making it official: I would not be invited back next year to Yancy Academy .Fine, I told myself. Just fine .I was homesick .I wanted to be with my mom in our little apartment on the Upper East Side, even if I had to go to public school and put up with my obnoxious stepfather and his stupid poker parties .And yet... there were things I'd miss at Yancy. The view of the woods out my dorm window ,the Hudson River in the distance, the smell of pine trees. I'd miss Grover, who'd been a good friend, even if he was a little strange. I worried how he'd survive next year without me .I'd miss Latin class, too—Mr. Brunner's crazy tournament days and his faith that I could do well.
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The heir of chaos : a harry potter and percy jackson crossover
Historical FictionFollow the life of harry potter in a vastly different world , where he is the son of hades and persephone , heir of chaos and the destined king of the fourth generation gods and see him deal with betrayal , love , pain , and quite a lot of prophecie...
