Percy Jackson: grandson of Kronos and also Voldermort, yay

Chapter 12

Harry's POV

   It was now morning and we were all having breakfast in the great hall. I noticed Malfoy was acting stranger than usual, instead of bragging about himself, he was just sitting quietly and watching us. It was weird. I stared back at him. He didn't even blink and it's been 10 bloody minutes. I turned away back to Percy. "So, there was some strange noises coming from downstairs, did you see anything?" I asked
   "No..." Percy said.
   I noticed that Percy had been acting weird too, it's like he forgot who he was. He didn't talk as much as he did before, and he kept looking around as if trying to remember where he is. "We have defense against the dark arts first," Hermione said.
   "Aww," we all groaned, everyone except for Percy.
   "What's that?" He asked.
   "Don't you know?" Hermione said.
   He scratched his head. "I don't remember," he said. "I'm going to the bathroom,"
   Percy got up and left. I noticed that Draco got up and followed Percy. What's going on, I wondered. "Percy was acting strange," Hermione said. "Someone must of put a memory charm on him!"
   "Or he's just forgetful," Ron said.
   "I think it's Draco," I said to Hermione.
   "Harry, just because you don't like Draco doesn't mean you could blame everything on him," Hermione said.
   "But he was acting weird too!"
   "So,"
   "So that means he did it!"
   "No it doesn't,"
   "What do you think Ron!?"
   Ron looked between the both of us. "Hermione?" He said in a small voice
   "See!" Hermione said with a told-you-so face
   "Fine, but if he got his memory wiped, and he didn't know what he was doing, couldn't that make Percy easier to get persuaded by voldermort?" I asked
   "I guess..."
   "This is bad,"
   "Good job on stating the obvious,"
   Percy had come back with Draco. "I wonder what they were talking about," I muttered.

Percy's POV

   I was in the bathroom all alone then all of a sudden, the door opened again. It was the super blonde boy. I forgot his name. Hago? Hugo? Kako? I didn't remember, in fact, I couldn't remember anything. "I know you got your memories erased," the boy said.
   "So?" I asked
   "I could get them back. But only if you decide to pledge your allegiance to the dark lord, and the lord of time,"
   I thought for a minute. "Do I get all my memories back?" I asked
   Yes," he said
   I thought about it. The dark lord and the lord of time sounded sort of evil, though if it means getting to remember my life again, maybe it's worth a shot. "Umm..." I said. "I-"
   I got hit with a ruler. "No day dreaming or falling asleep in class Mr. Jackson!" Mrs. Dodds said.
   I woke up from thinking about my decision I had made only an hour ago in the bathroom during breakfast. I still wasn't sure if I had made the right decision of- "I told you! Pay attention!" Mrs dodds said
   The people with green robes all laughed. "Anyway, as I was saying, today and for most of the lessons we will be learning sword fighting, and today I brought in a special guest,"
   Everyone moved the chair a little back as if they were scared. "Nico Di Angelo, master sword fighter,"
   All of a sudden, out of the shadows came a boy, he looked around 14 and wore basically all black except for his aviator jacket and his skull ring. He looked like a goth. On his side slung a sword. Stygerion iron, I thought in my mind, how do I know? The kid looked familiar. Draco and almost everyone in his group laughed at Nico. "That's the master sword fighter? Come on, he's even younger than us, he looks only 5! Just because you wear black doesn't make you look cool! How long has he even been practicing? 1 day? He probably still plays that muggle game for babies called mythomagic!" Draco taunted.
   "I'm way older than 5," Nico said. "And I haven't played that game since my sister died," he said coldly
   That got everybody quiet. He scanned the class and stopped when he saw me. He winked at me. I didn't understand why, why did he look so familiar!? "First, let's teach you kids how a professional fight looks," he said.
   He motioned me to come up. I didn't understand why, I don't know how to sword fight, or do I? I waited for him to give me a sword. He motioned to look in my pocket. Inside was a bronze ballpoint cap pen. I uncapped it and it turned into a sword. Woah, I thought. That's cool! I looked at him. He charged at me and attacked, I side stepped he sliced towards me and almost cut of my leg. We fought and fought and finally Nico won, no surprise. Nico looked shocked though, as if he thought I would win. I wonder why. Now I really want my memories back.