Chaos Rising |BOOK 2| Harry Potter x PJO |Alexandra Marine|

JASON GRACE

"How did she manage it all?" Percy moaned as he sat over the table as we all pored over the piece of paper that had a list of all giant and Greek threat activities written over them neatly. 

"'An army of animals with lion heads, snake tails and goat bodies- Switzerland. I am assuming Chimeras,' Tony has written," Annabeth read. "What do we do-?" She put the paper into her pocket quickly as Fleur Delacour approached the table. She was tall and willowy with long blonde hair and appeared to emanate a faint, silvery glow.

"Deed you see 'Arry's breakfast?" she asked. 

"Uh.. breakfast?" Annabeth asked. "You don't mean the PB&J?"

"No.. the breakfast tray?"

"Oh, right," Percy said. "It's right there on the counter top."

Annabeth shot him a look. Percy shrugged. "What? Molly expressly forbade me from touching it. I'm not flirting with her or anything-"

"I don't doubt you," she said. "I was wondering whether you'd been snooping around the kitchen for more food."

"Never," Percy whispered, horror-struck. 

Nico rolled his eyes. "Come on, let's go see Harry."

***

We walked up to the second floor, following behind Fleur as she carefully carried the heavily laden breakfast tray.

"'Arry," she said in a throaty voice. "Eet 'as been too long!"

As she swept over the threshold toward him, Molly said, "There was no need to bring up the tray, I was just about to do it myself!"

"Eet was no trouble," said Fleur Delacour, setting the tray across Harry's knees and then swooping to kiss him on each cheek. "I'ave been longing to see 'im. You remember my seester, Gabrielle? She never stops talking about 'Arry Potter. She will be delighted to see you again."

"Oh... is she here too?" Harry croaked.

"No, no, silly boy," said Fleur with a tinkling laugh, "I mean next summer, when we... but do you not know?"

Her great blue eyes widened and she looked reproachfully at Molly, who said, "We hadn't got around to telling him yet."

Fleur turned back to Harry, swinging her silvery sheet of hair so that it whipped Molly across the face.

Annabeth snorted.

"Bill and I are going to be married!"

"Oh," said Harry blankly. Molly, Hermione, and Ginny were all determinedly avoiding one another's gaze. "Wow. Er... congratulations!"

She swooped down upon him and kissed him again.

"Bill is very busy at ze moment, working very 'ard, and I only work part-time at Gringotts for my Eenglish, so he brought me 'ere for a few days to get to know 'is family properly. I was so pleased to 'ear you would be coming... zere isn't much to do 'ere, unless you like cooking and chickens! Well... enjoy your breakfast, 'Arry!"

With these words she turned gracefully and seemed to float out of the room, closing the door quietly behind her.

Molly made a noise that sounded like, "tchah!"

"Mum hates her," said Ginny quietly.

"I do not hate her!" said Molly in a cross whisper. "I just think they've hurried into this engagement, that's all!"

"So, basically you hate her?" Will asked.

Molly tutted once more.

"They've known each other a year," said Ron, who looked oddly groggy and was staring at the closed door.