Chapter 3

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OH DEAR GOD I AM A BITCH I AM SO SORRY!!!! *cries* I really hope you all can forgive me... T^T

But okay, I'm adding some more characters from the HP world, and changing Dumbledore's name from Whitefoot to Whitestar, because I realized that MagicClan would need a leader. My brain must have derped when I was making the names.

McGonagall: Silverdapple, silver tabby with spectacle markings around piercing yellow eyes (deputy) {the name sucks for her, but I couldn't really think of anything else and I liked the sound of it}

Madam Pomfrey: Poppytail, gray and white she-cat with blue-gray eyes (medicine cat)

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Percy's POV

I missed camp. I missed the campfire and singing songs, I missed playing Capture the Flag, and I missed sword fighting. I didn't have Riptide with me, though how I could've used it as a cat was beyond me. Plus, the other cats here were weird. They all seemed to have the same abilities as the small group of cats who had attacked me.

They called themselves MagicClan and they lived by some strange hierarchy, all working together under this really old white tom named Whitestar. He had a second-in-command, a silver tabby named Silverdapple, who was very strict, and a doctor called a 'medicine cat' known as Poppytail. Then I had seen a very ugly cat with bright red eyes and a clawed-off nose. This cat had slithered down from the branches of a willow tree and snuck over to where my friends and I were lounging. He had introduced himself as Venombreath, and he had a deal for us. We were to gain MagicClan's trust-particularly Whitestar's and Scarface's-and join the Clan. If we did that, he would help us get home. Dionysus had very much liked that idea, and had pushed me out of the way so he could confirm the deal. I wasn't so sure, however. That cat, Venombreath, hadn't come off as very trustworthy.

Anyways, I was currently sitting underneath some old bramble bush, watching the group of magic-users who had attacked me earlier. Their leader, the cat who so resembled me, was talking to the fluffy brown one and the bright ginger one.

Moving closer so I could eavesdrop and hopefully find a way out of here without having to resort to the Venombreath's help.

"-cat we saw in the tree was Voldemort, right?" The brown one was saying. The black and ginger ones nodded. "And I saw the cats we argued with yesterday talking to him. What if they're Death Eaters?" 

Death eaters? What were those? Whatever they were, I knew I wasn't one.

The black one spoke up. "Hermione, I can't help but feel doubtful. I don't know why, but I feel like we should trust those cats. They might be our way out of whatever strange world this is."

Ginger nodded to show his support. "Harry's right. I'm not sure what it is about them, but I don't think they work for You-Know-Who. For all we know, they might even be under the Imperius Curse. We all know how despicable You-Know-Who is."

The fluffy brown one sighed. "Yeah, you guys are right. They just have this aura that won't let you mistrust them."

Percy wasn't too sure what to think about that. All he understood was that they were trying to decide whether or not he and his friends were to be trusted.

Another orange cat approached them. "Harry, Dumbledore- I mean, Whitestar wants to see you." She said softly.

"Thanks Ginny." The black cat, Harry padded over to where the old white tom was and the ginger she-cat ran back over to where a dark gray tom and a cream colored she-cat were waiting.

The brown and ginger ones sighed in unison. "Ron, I'm worried about Harry." murmured the she-cat.

"I'm sure he'll be fine, Hermione." Ron said nonchalantly. "He is Harry, after all."

Hermione shot him a glare. "Ron, you don't get it! That's the very issue! It's because he's Harry that I'm worried about him. He attracts trouble like a magnet. All we wanted was to repeat our last year at Hogwarts, and we find ourselves here with a whole new Voldemort!"

"I know, Hermione, you're right. But maybe this time he'll be more easily defeated. After all, as far as I can tell, this time he doesn't have hordes of Death Eaters at his command and disposal." sighed Ron. 

"Yeah, that's true. Maybe-" 

Percy didn't hear anymore. Bored and hungry, he went back to his friends and sat down next to Grover. "Those cats over there are really weird." He said fervently.

Grover nodded. "Hey, Perce, you don't think there's any apples around here, do you?" He asked mournfully.

"Sorry G-man, but I doubt it." I patted his shoulder the best I could. Grover sighed and flopped down in the grass. Juniper padded over and licked his cheek. 

"Grover." She whispered. "We'll find you some delicious fruit, I promise."

I turned away from the sappy stuff and sighed, closing my eyes. It wasn't long before a familiar sweet scent clouded my nose and I opened my eyes again to see Annabeth laying beside me. "Hey." I greeted. "You look tired. What happened?"

"That cat Silverdapple put me on a hunting patrol. That was fun." She said sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes. "You don't need to lie, we all know you enjoyed it."

She glared at me. "No, I didn't. We were hunting birds." I suddenly understood; even if they weren't owls she still had a connection with the feathered creatures. 

I patted her awkwardly on the shoulder with my paw. "So what did you think about that Venombreath guy?" I asked.

She immeditately launched into a long rant, which I supposed was just her way of releasing stress. "He's ugly, he's foul, I highly doubt he's even the slightest bit trustworthy, and I can't believe that he has any good connections with MagicClan, or the ability to get us home! I think he's trying to fool us to use us in some plan of his to do somethind terrible to the Clan."

I stoppe listening at this point and looked at Grover. "You?"

"Same as Annabeth, I guess. I just don't trust him. I hope Dionysus isn't going to agree to his deal." Grover sighed and lay his head down. "I miss camp."

"Me too, G-Man." I followed his lead, laying down on my side and staring lazily at the sky. I hope this would all be resolved soon.

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HOLY SHIT THIS SUCKS AND IT'S SO SHORTTTTTTT -_- I want to curl up and die I'm so sorry :'(

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