A Mission to Protect - Percy Jackson x Harry Potter Fanfiction

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SIRIUS'S POV

Just as Percy walked out and slammed the door, my mother's portrait started screaming. Behind me, Kreacher came along, muttering. I stomped into the hallway, screeching as loud as my mother.

"Oh, just shut up will you?!" I yelled, still in a bad mood from the fight with Percy.

Kreacher walked up to the portrait and started talking in soothing tones. 

"Calm down, missus Black. The day will come when we shall finally get some peace." Or somrthing along those lines. I didn't really care. 

I stomped back into the kitchen and sat down on my chair with a thump. Molly glared at me.

"You will  go out there and apologise to Percy." she half threatened, and half ordered me.

"He should be the one to apologise to me." I grumbled. Just as I said that, I realised that was not true. He just arrived and I already started bombarding him with questions. 

Molly sighed, probably seeing in my expression.

"Go now, or you'll lose him. God knows where he is going. He better come back." she said, turning back to the stove. 

I reluctantly got up from my chair, not wanting to leave my food. I barely ate a bite.

As I was walking out the door, I checked on mother. Her portrait was covered with curtains. As much as I hate to admit it, Kreacher was the only person, or house elf, who could calm mother down the quickest.

When I was on the street, I looked around. I saw Percy disappearing around a corner. I decided to keep my distance for now, and would talk when he reached his destination, after he (and I) cooled down a bit. His eyes kept flicking around, like he expected to be attacked. Not like he was doing it on purpose, like he was doing it out of habit. I remembered he claimed being a part of two wars. It might have been made during the war.

I found it mildly confusing. He was a wizard, and the only war going on in the wizarding world was the war going on with You-Know-Who. I mentally sighed. Call him Voldemort. 

Unless he involved himself in the wars between muggles, which was unlikely, how was it possible that he was involved in two wars? Perhaps he meant the fights that broke out between the Death Eaters and the Wizarding Resistance. I immediately brushed that notion aside. He said wars like they ruind his entire life. Not possibe for minor fights (compared to the war with Voldemort) . The losses he listed for that were too great. 

I was lost in thought and didn't realise where I was going. So obviously, for all my troubles, I ran headfirst into a metal pillar.  (This is the sound Percy describes as 'bronze hitting the ground')

Percy pauses, and listens. I am quite certain I also caught him sniffing. He sighs, and calls out.

"Might as well come out if you want to tramp around like idiots." He says, in an almost resigned tone. I thought he meant it for me. And then I realised he used a plural. I decided to stay hidden unless he called out once again.

Two girls came out of hiding. And I use girls as the loosest sense of the word. They were certainly feminine, but they had a donkey leg and a bronze leg each. And fire for hair. And the same fire for eyes. And wearing chearleading outfits. Their form seemed to flicker between normal girls and their monster-ish forms.

Wow, that was poetic wasn't it? I snapped my mouth shut because it was hanging open. This was... new, to say the least.

The two fireheads were arguing. Ooh, firehead. Nice nickname for the Weasly kids.