* The Daughter of Ares * A Charlie Weasley Love story

Chapter 7: Last day at the Burrow

I remembered what I wanted to say previously. I don't remember If they use latin or another language in Percy Jackson so it's just going to be a Google translation of Greek so it might not be correct. Enjoy this chapter.

Amelia's POV

It had been a few weeks since I had arrived at the Burrow. I have found my mind wandering to Charlie a lot. We had gotten slightly closer in these weeks and now talk and hang out on a regular. Its nice having someone to turn to in this crazy new world for me. When my mind was not wondering to Charlie it was worried about Harry, and how his family was treating him right now. Well I guess they are my family too but from what Harry tells me I don't want them in my life. I feel bad really bad for Harry having to live with them. At least for me at camp I had good friends and half siblings who somewhat supported me. Like when we won capture the flag, and I'm the one who got it they love me but only at that time. Im ignored by the next day. I used to hate them and what they did to me, but hearing from Harry I'm glad they are my family even with their attitudes.

We are all sitting in the living room when Percy gets a letter. I look at Charlie confused but he just mouths just wait. Im slightly confused by his response so I look to the twins who have their hands over their ears and are groaning very loudly. They get a glare from Percy as he opens the letter. He reads it and a huge smirk goes on his face. He looks around at all of our faces. Bill, Charlie and the twins  which are already annoyed. Ginny Ron and me who are confused. And then His parents who look proud.

" I made Prefect." He looks around for our reactions. Bill, Charlie, and the twins groan. And me , Ron , and Ginny are still confused. He sighs and looks to the confused ones" Look little ones Prefect is a job where a responsible boy and girl in a house with good grades is selected to become a mini Professor. They can give house points take away them and give some detentions for pranksters. " With that last comment he looks to me and the twins who have been pranking him non-stop.

Charlie smirked at me. He knows that I don't like to be called young, and was about to go off on Percy for calling me it. I was only 14 and therefore a little young, but it bugged me. At camp half blood young is like 11 or younger people. I learned how to fight with a sword when I was like 7 and with hanging out with the Athena kids my mind is sharp. I know battle tactics and strategies and don't really think i have the mindset of a child or a young person after living at camp for 14 years.

" Hey Percy don't call me young  I might be 14 but I have more experience out in the world than you would have ever had last year. I hang out with kids of Athena I know strategies that you could never imagine. Im a daughter of Ares I can kick your ass before you can even pull out your wand. Do you have skills in hand to hand combat? Can you kill a monster without a scratch on your body? Can you hide a body where no one will ever find it? I can hide your body if you want to call me young one. More . Time. Do it I dare you. "  After I finish my little rant the whole family looks at me shocked. Well with the exception of Charlie. I had told him all about my life at camp half blood and my training. He knows that when I say that I mean it. And I think the rest of his family does too.

Percy just stares at me before  he replies. " Yep she will be in Slytherin. I mean looks at her. Her attitude how she treats me I mean she just threatened to kill me because I called her young . Nothing is wrong with calling a young child young." Percy looks around at his shocked family members faces with a smirk. But that smirk falters when he sees Charlie shaking his head muttering how he is so screwed.

 I get up about to tackle him when I feel strong arms rap around my waist. I stuggle in Charlies arms before I give up. He hauls me up over his shoulder and walks to the back door going to the gardens and lake. He doesn't stop at the gardens , but continues to the lake. That little shit is going to throw me in the lake.