Things of Fire and Ash (Percy Jackson Harry Potter crossover)

Chapter 4

Chapter 4: The First Encounter

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Harry Potter didn't know what to expect when he woke up that day, burnt toast, a yelling Kreacher, a day of hard work. Whatever it was, it certainly wasn't what was in front of him reclining on the couch with its' feet propped on the table.

As soon as he had hopped down the stairs for breakfast, he had encountered something that made him pretty much speechless.

In all honesty, saying they were identical would be a lie and a slight insult to the guy, and Harry wasn't that vain. In Harry's totally humble opinion, the older teen boy in front of him was like a really sweet looking version of himself. There was not too much difference that Harry could find in appearance, but the boy was like an older, more in control of himself Harry. Somehow, that made a ton of difference between Harry and the guy who just seemed to ooze confidence. Tallish, a hair or two taller than Ron, the boy in front of him looked graceful yet sturdy, his face was cut in sharp angles that gave him a harsh yet serene appearance. With windswept, messy hair, Harry couldn't help wondering if the raven locks ever laid flat...Harry's own never did. He had an olive tan, which just added to the intensity of the look its self.

He heard Ron behind him say, "Blimey mate, he could be your twin. You both look exactly alike."

There was no denying that fact, yet Harry found himself coveting the guy's appearance anyway.

To Hermione's credit, she didn't say anything at all, just got slightly pink in the cheeks that confused Harry just as much as this mystery boy in front of him.

Then the boy opened his eyes, he had obviously known that the gang had been staring at him a while but had refused to open his eyes and greet them until now.

He stood up swiftly in one sharp movement, fluid like water, "Hello, my name is Percy Jackson, a pureblood from the," Percy did finger quotes around the next part, "greatest' house of Rjaksen, later renamed as Jackson, who's only heir is me."

And just like that, Harry severed any thoughts of bonding or befriending this boy. His own experience of purebloods was too great for him to accept Percy into his group, purebloods were nothing but trouble, hadn't Harry learned that the hard way?

Percy was obviously waiting for Harry to introduce himself, which he did so with a short huff of disgust. "Harry, Harry Potter."

Percy remained still, eyes on Harry like a tractor beam, he didn't seem to care that the Harry Potter was standing in front of him, which Harry didn't mind. It was just...unexpected. Harry shot the boy a small look of gratitude - miniscule, he doubted if the Percy even noticed.

Hermione nudged Harry sharply in the arm, and instead of introducing her self like he had done she said sweetly, "I'm Hermione, a muggleborn."

Harry instantly saw Percy's eyes light up with amazement, "That's so cool! One of my best friends is Muggleborn, they're always the nicest wizards," Percy flicked his eyes over to Harry, "While on the other hand, my experiences with half-bloods shows me that all of them tend to be grumpy." Percy smirked, "Excluding your friend Harry here, he's just a little ray of sunshine."

Ron laughed at that, "You don't know how right you are about that."

Suddenly, Harry found that the conversation was steadily rolling downhill; an awkward Ron still hadn't introduced himself.

Thud.

Thud.

Said the many shoes thumping down the stairs noisily. Harry turned around quickly just in time to greet three other boys that walked down the stairs. All three of them mirrored Percy's defensive posture. All three of them had the same weathered look.