Percy Jackson X Harry Potter

EIGHT: 'Did I Mention That Owls Don't Like Me?'

Harry's POV

'Well, that was an information overload.' Percy said.

Harry bobbed his head. 'Yeah. So you really were telling the truth, then.'

'Obviously.'

'And all of that stuff,' he gestured to the cramped bathroom a few metres away, 'with the water. That was you.'

'Oh, really. I hadn't noticed.'

Harry grimaced. 'Sorry for not believing you at first.'

'It's fine. And hey, you might be able to do the same, eventually. You're a Poseidon kid too.'

Harry stared at him in protest. 'How should I be able to do that? How am I supposed to figure it out?'

'That's what I've been telling you this whole time. Remember that special summer camp. That's where other demigods, my friends, learn how to use their special powers, if they have them, and how to fight and use weapons and stuff. It's called Camp Half Blood – a different kind of "half-blood" to the one you're thinking of. I've been going since I was twelve.'

'The same age you had an interest in mythology.' Harry put the pieces together.

'Exactly.'

Hedwig flew in the window the moment he stopped speaking. She had probably been wondering where Harry had gone, and with a triumphant screech, landed on Harry's shoulder, dropping off the Daily Prophet and two letters.

Percy looked nervous. 'Y– You have an owl?'

Harry smiled. 'Yeah, Hecate mentioned her, remember. She's named Hedwig– OH MERLIN WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!'

Hedwig had been scanning the room and, as soon as her eyes landed on Percy, started attacking him and screeching. Percy, stupidly, was trying to fight back, which was only making her angrier. Harry rushed over to Percy and grabbed Hedwig's leg, tearing her off a mortified Percy. He stiffly turned his head and stared at him, a frightened glint in his eyes.

'Did I mention that owls don't like me?' he whimpered.

'No, I don't think you did.'

'Poseidon has a long-term rivalry with Athena, whose sacred animal is the owl, known for their wisdom. Athena's also mad that I'm dating her daughter, so she uses every chance she gets to punish me for it.'

Harry nodded. 'Hermione – she's my friend, by the way – once forced me to read this Greek Mythology book. Didn't Athena catch Poseidon in her temple with–' He was cut off by Percy, who was shaking his head furiously.

He whispered, 'We don't talk about that.'

'...Okay. Wait, if you're dating Athena's daughter, aren't you and your girlfriend–'

'NOPE,' Percy butted in. 'The godly side of your family doesn't count except for your parent. So, obviously, you can't date your half siblings but, as the Aphrodite Cabin likes to put it, Anyone in the other cabins is "fair game".' Percy added air quotes.

'Alright...' Harry said. 'Well, didn't expect that, but at least Hedwig brought some gifts.' He sauntered back over to the bed and picked up the Daily Prophet. Unravelling it, Percy's eyes widened at the moving pictures, but he didn't say anything. On the front page was a bold headline, TEENAGE WIZARDS OPEN CHOCOLATE FROG IN PUBLIC: NEARBY MUGGLE FAINTS FROM SHOCK, with a picture pasted on the front of a woman out like a light on the floor with a chocolate frog sitting on her face.

Aside from the paper, the letters Hedwig dropped off were sitting on the bed, abandoned. Harry picked them up: his Hogwarts letter was one of them, but the other... Harry immediately dropped it, shell shocked.

'Harry? What's on that letter? Why do you look like you peed yourself?'

Harry slowly picked up the letter, tossing it to Percy, the emerald green ink standing out on the parchment.

'Seems to be Hecate's "surprise".'

'Wow... Lots of fancy words. If only I could read them...' Percy said, so much imminent sarcasm that Siri would notice. Harry caught the letter which Percy threw back at him, and he shakily, carefully tore open the red wax seal.

'Dear Mr Jackson,' he read out loud. 'We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry...'