Anthea's Pov
After many days of stressing over that stupid prophecy, the champion selection day arrived. Over the course of the day, it seemed everyone was on the edge of their seat in anticipation for the events that would follow.
Many murmured about who they thought would be champion, Cedric Diggory was one of the most popular of the many suggested. The Potter fan club still had hope of him becoming champion despite the age restriction and the consequence of those not of age crossing the line. Not that it's stopped Percy but to be fair, we do have the Goddess of magic on our side. Any petty spell Dumbledore has used would have been lifted without even the wave of a wand by Hecate, actually probably without even her presence.
I do wonder what everyone is going to think about Percy's name coming out of the goblet, and how he hasn't got a long white beard. Oh, how I wish I could have seen the Weasley twin's epic fail at entering the tournament... apparently they had a fist fight rolling on the floor. Kind of makes me think of the Stoll brothers back at camp, they're not twins but close enough. And they both do pranks, admittedly I think the stoll's are better... anyway! I better not get any more off-track than I already am.
Poppy, Percy, Annabeth and I, all walked into the great hall early to get the good seats to watch the selection. We got the seats at the Slytherin table, nearest to the fire. Usually I'd be pretty late to an announcement, assembly... whatever you want to call it. But, hey it's not every day you see a piece of paper with Percy's name on it, fly out of a blue fire.
Soon, the hall crowds with people. All murmuring in excitement.
"Now the moment you've all been waiting for!" Dumbledore says, silencing everyone "the champion selection!".
Dumbledore hovers around the goblet until it flashes a bright red and a piece of paper is spat out.
"The Durmstrang champion is Victor Krum!" Dumbledore announces.
All the Durmstrang students cheer and clap for their now champion, as he strides up to collect his name. His face wore a proud expression but not a surprised one. Then again, why should he be surprised? He's Viktor Krum!
The goblet goes red again and another name spews out it's flame.
"The champion for Beauxbatons Champion is Fleur Delacour!"
She proudly walks up to the front with a giddy smile on her face and collects her name.
And now the moment arrives for Percy. The fire flashes red and I see Percy sitting there tense.
The charred piece of paper flys into Dumbledore's waiting hand, he opens it up and for a moment he seems flabbergasted. He turns his head away then looks back again, as if to check if what his eyes saw was actually true.
"Percy Jackson?!" He exclaims.
Everyone turns to face Percy with a shocked expression.
"What?!"
"He's 15!"
"He can't compete!"
"You have to be 18!"
"SILENCE" Dumbledore yells "Percy Jackson, make your way to the front".
Percy stalks up to the front and every single eye is glued to him. Watching him as he collects his name. Staring as he walks down the steps. Staring until their eyes can stare no more.
"How did he do it?" Poppy whispers in my ear.
"I don't know" I whisper back.
"He can't compete!" She murmurs "there's a reason there's an age restriction!".
"Well there we have it our 3 champions" Dumbledore says begrudgingly "but in the end-".
"What!" Madame Maxine "You can't let this... this boy compete! He isn't of age, your age line should have stopped this dumblydore-"
But as if on queue, the fire goes red again and another piece of paper is spat out.
Dumbledore catches it and angrily opens the paper.
"Harry Potter?!" Dumbledore yells.
"NOW THIS IS RIDICULOUS!" Bellows Karkaroff.
"HARRY POTTER!" Dumbledore yells louder this time.
"This is taking the piss"
"Merlin!"
"Is Dumbledore incompetent?!"
"They're both 15 for Christ sake!"
"HARRY POTTER, COME HERE!" Dumbledore exclaims clearly embarrassed by the mocking of his competence.
The Potter boy walks up to the front, even more awkwardly than Percy did and that's saying something.
As soon as every champion has left, the head teachers rush to follow him and the hall erupted into chaos.
Some screaming of how unfair it is.
Some of how neither should compete.
Some saying it's too dangerous.
But everyone has the same underlying emotion, compete and utter disbelief.
"What is happening!" Yells Poppy.
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Brothers reunited (pjo/hp crossover)DISCONTINUED
FanfictionDISCONTINUED. After 3 years, Professor Dumbledore finds Percy and Annabeth at a place he has no knowledge of. Confused as to how he had managed to not find these witches and wizards sooner, he invites them to attend Hogwarts as forth year students...
