Worlds Weave (A Percy Jackson/Harry Potter crossover)

Chapter 20: I got slapped by a fish

Hey, guys. I know that i haven't updated in quite some time so this chapter will be extra long and... well, there's some Harry/Percy action.

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Percy's pov:

"What is it you want?" Dumbledore asked, uttering a loud lawn in the process.

"I can't believe this is happening..." I muttered to myself before pushing myself to the front and gazing directly at the old, bearded man.

"Dude, get Harry out of here. We need to talk," I stated as flatly as I could manage.

Dumbledore steadied me for a second before getting out of his royal butt out of his chair. He walked around the desk, seemingly moving towards us.

Right when he was about to round the corner, a golden film encased him and the next thing I saw was... a bearded old man except now, he wore a blue gown with beads running down the front. His beard was tied up with his white hair cascading down through a blue hat.

Well, that made things soooo much better. Note the sarcasm.

He came to stand right in front of me, his steadying eyes boring right into my skull. I glared right back at him at calmly as possible.

"Harry, leave the room," Dumbledore said, staring at me all the while.

"But, Dumbledore... Fine," Harry said, clearly apprehensive.

He grudgingly dragged himself towards the door, yanked it open and slammed it close after he had escaped the room.

"Annabeth, give him the note," I said, still keeping my gaze fixed at the old man.

Annabeth came up to the front, grabbed my hand and handed the note over to Dumbledore.

He glanced at the note then at me and then read the note. Once he was done, he looked up at us with a grim expression covering his features.

"I suppose the students need to know of this?" Dumbledore asked.

I nodded my head. The thought of what this expedition had in stored made shivers run up my spine. I was not in the mood to kill another primordial god. But if it were to come to that, then I would have to.

Leo came to the front and said, "By the way, that student of yours, Hairy Potty, really has a shoe stuck up his ass. He's been following us like a lost puppy, questioning us and accusing us of eating Nico even though the guys standing right there."

Leo pointed at the gloomy son of Hades who raised his head at the mention of his name.

Dumbledore now bore a truly pained expression, "He is just playing it safe. The school has suffered dearly in the past few years."

I moved on to the next topic, trying to push Leo back before he says something stupid. HE had a show stuck up his ass, the little runt.

 

"Well, I need to tell everyone about us and get Harry to agree to the plan that we have in mind and for that, we're gonna need your help."

 

And that's how I got stuck on this podium, apparently standing in front of the microphone because SOMEONE thinks that I'm the best speaker in the group... Idiots, I'm telling you, idiots.

Also, Jason just had to add this, "You're smarter than you look."

 

Okay... I appreciate that but I also kinda wanna slap him with a fish. Speaking of which, Rewind.