Percy woke up an exhausted mess. He tossed and turned all night constantly switching between dreams of Voldemort and flashbacks of the Giant War. He needed sleep. Luckily, that Monday morning was going to be easy. He only had three classes: Care of Magical Creatures, Herbology, and Divination.
For once, Percy was right. The morning passed by in a haze, with Percy falling asleep not once, but twice in Herbology.
Glancing at his schedule during lunch, he saw that he only had Divination left. He could handle that class. He hated it, but he could handle it.
"I don't understand why you hate this class so much, Percy." Ron said while the two of them walked towards the tower where class was being held.
"Because Ron, Professor Trelawney, thinks she's an actual prophet. Which she isn't."
"Who cares if she can read leaves in cups or whatever, that class is so easy." Ron and Percy headed up the stairs leading to the room. "You can even just make things up and she believes you."
Percy wasn't convinced. "I guess."
By the time they got there, Harry and Hermione were already seated at a separate table.
"Partners?" Ron said as he and Percy sat down at an empty table.
"Yep."
Percy's stomach turned. He always felt uneasy when he entered the room, but today was different. He thought back to last night's dream. His stomach turned again.
"Okay, today we will be analyzing our dreams. Turn to your partner and begin." Professor Trelawney walked across the room as students began talking.
Percy sighed. He hated making up dreams to tell Ron, but he couldn't exactly tell him what actually happens in them. So instead (because he's studied the textbooks well enough) he substituted people in his dream. For instance, Voldemort became a dementor, and Annabeth became an owl. Perfectly reasonable for an average Hogwarts' student.
As class went by and nothing happened, Percy began to relax a bit. He was still on edge because his demigod senses were going crazy, and that only happened when something bad was in store.
Percy was fairly calm until Professor Trelawney walked up to him and Ron. Percy automatically tensed and gripped his pen.
"How are we, dears?" Trelawney said in a light voice.
Ron glanced at Percy, who had his eyes set on Trelawney, and spoke. "We're doing good, Professor, thanks."
"Mr. Jackson?"
"Good, thanks." Percy's senses were alarmed. Something bad was going to happen, he could feel it. He continued to stare at the Professor.
All of a sudden, Professor Trelawney stiffened and green smoke started to come from her mouth.
A raspy voice whispered throughout the room:
Two half-bloods shall reunite them all,
Into realm of darkness one will fall.
To bring back from the myth and pain,
One will lose what the other will gain.
Percy froze. That was the prophecy he heard after the war two years ago. The one Chiron warned him to never forget, as if he could if he wanted to. He cursed; he should've known better than to not trust his instincts.
Professor Trelawney's eyes rolled back as the green smoke dissipated. Percy jumped up anticipating the professor's fall and caught her. He sat her down in his chair, the actions second nature.
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Saving Wisdom and Wizards *REWRITE* || PJO x HP
FanfictionThis is a rewrite of the blue covered Saving Wisdom! I highly recommend reading this one over the other, as this has more character building. ~~~ Being a half-blood isn't easy, and it doesn't get easier. Of course, fighting in two wars and being dr...
