Percy Jackson's life.. but different.
"Look, I didn't want to be a wizard. My life was bad enough. Now, at 12 years old, it got a lot more complicated, and.. I don't know if I'll survive this fate."
HP, book 1-7
PJO, book 1-5
Do I have a problem...
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"I'm not an angel, I'm not a saint. I've been a closed book full of mistakes. But when you are broken, when you're in pain. Ooh, ooh. I'll walk through fire with you."
***
"We need to break up,"
A tense moment passed, but they both knew there was no avoiding it.
"Yeah, yeah. Good idea."
***
A few days prior.
Marrietta barely walked outside, now that it had been revealed that she told on the DA to Dolores.
Hermione later revealed to everyone that she'd cursed the paper that had been signed by the members, saying that if you rat everyone out, sneak will appear on your face in pimples.
Annabeth was impressed by her devious thinking, since, normally, Hermione didn't like using these methods to teach people a lesson.
Or so she thought.
Annabeth was now sitting on her exam table, looking at the back of Percy's head. He kept running a hand through his hair, messing it up.
She'd barely slept a wink the night before. She kept thinking about Percy.
She was tempted to visit Percy, but a little voice in the back of her head stopped her. She was afraid of getting more attached than she already was.
She buried her face in her hands.
Annabeth was also upset that she let herself be so affected.
She hadn't been independent in a long, long time, and she was beginning to see the problems that it came with.
But she didn't want to let him go.
Just then, a loud bang made everyone turn towards the door.
More loud bangs echoed throughout the quiet room, and everyone watched quizzically.
Then, the door burst open and the Weasley twins rode in, exploding fireworks everywhere.
Everyone got up from their seats while Umbridge tried her best to detain the students, like the captives she sees them as.
Percy was smiling as well, watching the chaos break out. He got to his feet sighing. Ron had always talked about the mischievous things the twins did, but Percy had never actually seen it in person. He slipped his hand into his pocket before feeling a piece of paper in it. His smile immediately faltered.
He pulled it out, a cold shiver running down his spine.
He quickly walked away from the crowd going undetected by Annabeth.
"This- this can't be," Percy muttered to himself.
"Dude, you have to see Umbridge's face. She looks like she's about to explode." Ethan turned to Percy and furrowed his eyebrows. He walked closer, looking at the paper. "Percy,"
