When they arrived in the lobby of the empire state building the wizards were surprised, even Dumbledore. Chiron had never told him that the gods used a building!
"We would like the key to floor 600. We have an appointment with Lady Hecate." Said Sally. "Sorry, there's no such thing as floor 600." Sally smiled sweetly at the man, but her tone was stern. "I think there is an misunderstanding. My name is Sally Jackson, mother of Percy Jackson and I have a very important appointment with Lady Hecate." The man's eyes widened and he immediately gave her a key.
"Because Percy saved the world I presume?" Dumbledore's eyes twinkled madly as he said this Sally just smiled.
When they reached the top, all the wizards were dumbfounded. Half of Olympus was in ruins the other half was inconstruction but was beautiful anyway. "In the first war I told you about the city was in ruins. Annabeth, daughter of Athena and Percy's girlfriend, was appointed to redesign Olympus."Sally gave information about the palaces and the city itself while they walked. They got curious looks from a variety of people. There were nymphs, satyrs, gods, goddesses and wind spirits that stopped and looked at them before continuing there walk.
"Sally! Good to see you!" A man with pepper and salt hair suddenly appeared in front of them. "Lord Hermes!" Sally bowed and the wizards followed shortly after. "I assume you are here to see Percy? He is doing extremely well, but Hecate will explain everything. I have to go, lot's to deliver!" With that he disappeared again.
"That was Lord Hermes. He is one of the gods that is closer to Percy." Said Sally.
After a few minutes of walking they arrived at Hecate's palace. Hecate appeared in front of them and let them to a balcony that gave sight of an indoor training area. Currently three teenagers were seated on the ground reading books.
Two girls and a boy. "You can talk, they won't see or hear you until I want them to." Said Hecate before flashing to the teenagers below.
Sirius took his time to take in the three figures. Hazel said Sally. She had dark brown hair and somewhat darker skin. Her eyes were gold coloured, what Sirius thought was a weir eye colour. She wasn't very tall or muscular, but it was clear she knew how to fight and defend herself.
The oldest girl was Piper. She was fifteen, that was what Sally told him, and had choppy brown hair and eyes that changed colour. She was very pretty if not beautiful. She too looked like she could handle the knife that hung from her belt.The boy looked like a young Sirius. His hair was so black in the sun it was almost blue, just like Sirius. His eyes were very different, it was clear he had his father's eyes.(Sally told them about Poseidon.) They were swirling sea green and if you knew how to read them you saw his personality in them. A mischief and rebellious glint could be seen in his eyes. But there was something else.
His face was probably his dad's face, but his body looked almost identical to what Sirius had looked like in his teens(although a little more muscular.). Sirius knew immideatly that this was his nephew, Percy."I assume you all read the books I gave you for homework?" Hecate sounded just like McGonagall. "Yes, but I got barely three hours of sleep." Yawned the boy. Hecate looked him straight in the eye, but the boy didn't even blink.
"You are going to learn how to fly today." Announced Hecate. The reaction of the boy was one that surprised the wizards. Normally someone would like to fly, right? Well the boy apparently didn't. The youngest girl looked very pale to.Percy jumped up and his book hit the ground with a tump, but Percy didn't care. He slowly backed away. "Oh no, I am NOT flying." Hecate smiled at him and Percy stopped backing away.
"Zeus won't shoot you out of the sky. That goes for both you and Hazel." She smiled at the young girl who let out a sigh of relief.
Percy was clearly debating about being excited that he would be flying, or if he should dash out of the hall right then and there. He chose to question Hecate instead."Why do we have to fly?" The wizards were dumfounded about how he treated a goddess. "Why doesn't he show respect to her?" Asked Arthur. "It is a normal reaction I think. He is a son of Poseidon and more importantly Percy and Zeus don't like each other at all. If he would set foot in an airport he would be blasted by lightning. So flying is out of the question for him, except on Pegasi. Pegasi are his father's domain, even in the air." The wizards understood and watched the scene in front of them again.
"The wizards have a sport called Quidditch" Percy snorted at the name and Hecate stopped talking. "What is there to laugh about?" "You want to make me believe we have to go to a school called Hogwarts, named after a pigskin disease. There is a bad guy that hates himself so much he changed his name and there is a sport on broomsticks. And you think I won't laugh?"
Sirius grinned. "If you put it that way, it does sound funny." The girls apparently agreed and had to stifle there giggles. Hecate just rolled her eyes."Quidditch is a sport played in teams. The teams consist of seven members. There are three goal posts on each side. The keeper defends the hoops." She waved her hand and a miniature version of a Quidditch field became visible. "There are three chasers. They throw around the quaffle and try to score by throwing the ball through the hoops." Little chasers and a keeper appeared in the field and started to play. "There are two beaters. They have bat like clubs and which they use to send the bludger to a player from the apposing team." Two more figures appeared and tried to send the others flying of their brooms.
"Then there is the Chaser. He or she tries to get the snitch a little golden ball. If he or she does than the game ends and his or her team gets 150 points. If the chasers score their team gets 10 points." Percy looked interested."And I am safe on a broom because it's your domain and not Zeus, right? Just like with a Pegasus." Hecate nodded. And Hazel let out a breath.
Percy thought it over for a few seconds before speaking again. "As long as I can play at that school. I wanna try it."