The Truth Is Out...Oh Shit!

19

The next morning was Slytherin and Gryffindor's first flying lesson, everyone was outside it was a nice day the class was being taught by Madam Hooch, who has short, grey hair and piercing, yellow, hawk-like eyes. Ophelia notice the brooms are old and poor quality, Matthew and Draco follow her eyes to the poor quality broom stick making them grim.

"Good afternoon class, welcome to your first flying lesson. Well what are you waiting for?, everyone step on the left side on your broom. Put your hand forward and say up."

Annabeth furrowed her brows, looking between the two groups of first years, who were separated by their house color as well as their enmity. "Is it a good idea to pair Gryffindor and Slytherins for a flying lesson?" she asked, even though she made sure not to look at Zeus. She didn't know how to felt about that many humans in his domain, especially when one of them had ended up giving birth to his nephew.

"It's never a good idea to pair them up. In any class, especially since Weasley and Granger were was always testing Ophelia's patience, no offence to you devil twins" Enzo said with his Italian accent noticeable making Nico's interest peak. Enzo wasn't prejudiced against Gryffindor anymore, but there was something about House rivalry that would never leave him. "You're Italian" Nico asked with excited, "Davvero poca ombra [Indeed little shadow] Enzo said in his mother tone making Nico smile.

Percy look sick at the idea of her in the air-perhaps he was remembering each time he had entered his uncle's domain and how he had almost died because of it. "Maybe you should stay safely on the ground," he proposed. He wasn't the only worried one even Poseidon(PJO) looked ready to throw up at the sight of the women he loved in possible danger.

"Look Lily-flower, Padfoot, Moony her first flying lesson" James says excitedly as he bounce in his seat Sirius in no better, while Remus signed at them but was excited as well, same with the rest of the family.

Madam Hooch told as everyone did what she said. Ophelia and Matthew put their hand up but they did not say any word the broom directly flew to their hands, after them was Draco's broom flew on his hand. Sometime later everyone has their brooms in their hand. Hermione glared at Lilith. Madam Hooch walked around to look at how people are holding their brooms. It was only Ron that held his broom wrong because Ophelia pointed out to Draco and Theo that the way they were holding brooms is not the right way to hold it.

Sirius grinned triumphally, his brother from another mother had been a natural at Quidditch and he had no doubt the progeny of James Fleamount Potter would be too. Still, Sirius Black had been the Gryffindor's Seeker and he was proud that she has taken up the mantle. "A natural," James and Sirius added, looking at their daughter.

"I sense some jealousy...," mused Clarisse-ever the daughter of Ares who seek to push people into conflict whenever she could.

Theodor snorted audible. "Yep, Granger was always jealous of princess because she was always so smart and Granger could never beat her in academic achievement...it was funny to watch her get all work out" he started explaining. "Lorenzo, Me, Ernie was the lookout one, Pansy, Hannah, Cho was the information one, Luna was our sear, Oliver, Parvati , Cedric was the medic, Fred, Gorge, Jordan was the distraction one, Penelope, Susan, Blaise was the law enforcement one, Nevil was the plant medicine one along with Draco who was the potion maker, then Matthew was her second in command if Lilith was not present he along with his father-cousin will take charge, then we have Lilith she is all in one, Viktor, Fleur and Pyotr...let's keep them a secret for later one" he finished with a smirk, while looking at the demigods, apparently the proximity with the child and Poseidon(PJO) had made it more fun.

The demigods understood what he meant, when Percy had arrived at Camp Half-Blood, he had been scared and confused-but he was effortlessly powerful and they couldn't help be jealous of him, even if he didn't deserve it.