Demigod Wizards Book 1: Set in Stone

Chapter 4: Strange Americans Invade the Burrow (and scream at us)

(I'm just gonna have random memes from all fandoms I'm in bc why tf not)

Before we begin, let get a few things sorted (teehee).

1. Will might not have dyslexia canonically, but he does in this series because he can.

2. Will is canonically taller than Nico, but in this series, I'm making Nico taller until they're all 14. Here are the heights as of right now:

Percy: 5'8"

Annabeth: 5'7'

Thalia: 5'6

Nico: 5'5

Will: 5'4

I am the author now and can therefore do whatever the fuck I want. Also, I am not Rick Riordan. I am also not JK Rowling, which I am very happy about. Anyways, I own neither own Percy Jackson nor Harry Potter, which belong to the respective people (though the second one isn't all that respectable). This goes for the rest of the book unless otherwise stated.

Now that THAT'S over with, on with the literature!

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/(*Harry*)\

I was a bit surprised that these Americans didn't recognise me, considering how well known I was for something unexplainable happening when I one, but I was grateful that they weren't staring at my scar like every other wizard I met. I introduced myself, and they appeared to recognise my name then. I sighed, bracing for the worst.

Instead of saying 'It's Harry Potter, he killed the Dark Lord when he was only a baby!', they just looked at each other briefly with a look I couldn't quite place and looked back at us.

"Well, now that we know who you all are, we're going to set up out tents real quick and come back for something to eat, if that's alright?" the tan, black-haired boy, Percy, asked.

"Of course, dear! Quickly now, before your food gets cold," Mrs. Weasley told them. When they went outside, Mrs. Weasley turned to us at the table and said, "Why don't you lot go upstairs to your rooms? We wouldn't want to overwhelm those five on their first day here! Arthur, dear, you stay down here and help me make food for them. They must be starving!"

"Of course, Molly. You heard her, go on upstairs," Mr. Weasley told us. I followed Ron up to his room, and we started talking about the Americans.

"American exchange students? I've never heard about Hogwarts accepting exchange students, and Hermione has said a lot about Hogwarts. What do you think?" Ron stated.

"I'm not sure," I replied. "I don't know why there would be exchange students here, but they seem nice enough, don't you think?"

"I'm not so sure Harry, what if they're spies?"

"If they were really spies, why would Hogwarts accept them? Also, why would American wizards be trying to spy on us?"

"Good point. Still, it's very odd if you ask me." Just then, there was a knock on the door. When Ron and I answered it, there were the Americans, just standing there.

"We heard you were up here. You're in second year, right?" the blonde girl, Annabeth, asked.

"Uhm, yeah," I said, tensing up a bit.

"We're also going into second year, but we don't really know, well, anything about Hogwarts. Could you tell us a bit about it so we know what to expect?" Will, the other blonde, asked.