Percy Jackson and The Half-Blood Protection Program

Chapter 3.

Percy PoV

"Kelp Head!" Piper grinned widely, throwing her arms around me.  I laughed. 

"Hi, Beauty Queen.  It's great seeing you again.  How's Sparky and Repair Boy?"

"They miss you, as does Hazel, Frank, and Annabeth, of course."

Then she said something that made my eyes widen. "Thalia, on the other hand, is ready to kill you for not saying goodbye." Her amused expression was not at all sympathetic towards my horrifying situation.

"Uh oh," I gulped. "Did Jason or Annabeth try to calm her down?"

"No. They thought they'd enjoy the show."

"I hate all of you." I said darkly.

"We love you too, Prissy!" Piper beamed.

I groaned. "You've been hanging around Clarisse, haven't you?"

"You bet! And who are these people?" She smiled at Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Sirius, and Molly Weasley. Everyone else was off on Order duty or something. The male half was staring at her like they'd never seen a girl before. They'd never seen a daughter of Aphrodite before, let alone the most powerful daughter of Aphrodite.

"Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley, and that is Sirius Black and Molly Weasley."

"Cool. I'm Piper McLean."

"Like Tristan McLean?" That was Hermione. Not surprisingly, since she was the only on that had—nice 'muggle/mortal' parents, so she was allowed to do stuff like watch TV and new about Piper's dad, being one of the most famous actors...well, ever.

"Hera's pants!" Piper cursed under her breath. Hermione looked abut taken back from the strange curse. Well, strange to her, anyway. Piper grimaced. Then she grinned sheepishly. "Guilty."

"Wow," Hermione said softly, a look of awe clearly on her face. That amused me. She could do magic, and was amazed by an actor. These people...hilarious. Although wizards may be cool and all...nothing could ever, ever beat the sheer awesomeness of Percy Jackson and Leo Valdez. And demigods in general. And Annabeth Chase, his awesome and amazing girlfriend. Of course, he meant that. But he also said it because if she found out he had ever thought that she wasn't any of those things...her awesome gift from Damasen, that wicked Drakon bone sword would find his...well, there wouldn't be any Poseidon or Athena legacies running around.

Totally off original topic. I'm going to blame the ADHD. Maybe I am just down right weird, and that's why my mind is so strange...but I'm going to blame ADHD. Easier to blame ADHD.

"So, down to business." Piper said, her face suddenly serious with hard eyes. The sudden change didn't phase me-she was actually a pretty good actor at being bubbly and carefree, or maybe she's been in the Aphrodite cabin too long. Either way, I wasn't phased. Everyone else, however, seemed very taken back.

"Yeah. To business." Sirius said. "Percy said you could help Harry."

"He did?"

"You lied! You said she could help!" Sirius sneered at me.

"Oh, she totally can. She just doesn't know what she's helping him with. He has a hearing," I turned to her. "And you gotta hang around to make sure he gets off."

"Oh," suddenly she smirked, and I knew the idea amused her. "I can do it all right." Her smirk widened when Sirius asked;

"How exactly are you going to help Harry?" Sirius questioned cautiously.