Siri-Anna Black daughter of the sea ( a harry potter/percy jackson crossover)

2. i like trains. major time skip

"what do you think your doing." said the familiar voice of my couisin he didn't recognise me

"chopping unicorns with a donkey" I said

"Siri-Anna! I've not seen you since you went to America. you have an accent." he said smiling

"want to annoy potter you can bring the body guards" he nodded we walked to potters compartment.

"Is it true?" Draco said. "They're saying all down the train that Harry Potter's in this compartment. So it's you, is it?"

"Yes," said Harry. He was looking at the other boys or guards.

"Oh, this is Crabbe and this is Goyle," said draco carelessly, noticing where Harry was looking.

"I'm Siri-anna course you know that don't ya ron. shut up Malfoy" I said to ron and draco "his miss fit cousin. probs a slytherin never a ravenclaw I have no attention span."

"And my name's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Ron gave a slight cough, which might have been hiding a snigget. Malfoy looked at him.

"Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask who you are. My father told me all the Weasleys have red hair, freckles, and more children than they can afford."

"really my dad just said i'm annoying and need some manners. I told him to eff off"

He turned back to Harry. "You'll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there."

He held out his hand to shake Harry's, but Harry didn't take it. I laughed

"I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks," he said coolly.

Draco didn't go red, but a pink tinge appeared in his pale cheeks.

"I'd be careful if I were you, Potter," he said slowly. "Unless you're a bit politer you'll go the same way as your parents. They didn't know what was good for them, either. You hang around with riffraff like the

Weasleys and that Hagrid, and it'll rub off on you."

Both Harry and Ron stood up.

"Say that again," Ron said, his face as red as his hair.

"Oh, you're going to fight us, are you?" Malfoy sneered.

"Unless you get out now," said Harry, more bravely than he felt, because

Crabbe and Goyle were a lot bigger than him or Ron.

"But we don't feet like leaving, do we, boys? We've eaten all our food and you still seem to have some."

Goyle reached toward the Chocolate Frogs next to Ron - Ron leapt forward, but before he'd so much as touched Goyle, Goyle let out a horrible yell.

a rat was hanging off his finger, sharp little teeth sunk deep into Goyle's knuckle - Crabbe and Malfoy backed away as Goyle swung a rat round and round, howling, and when Scabbets finally flew off and hit the window, all three of them disappeared at once. Perhaps they thought there were more rats lurking among the sweets, or perhaps they'd heard footsteps, because a second later, a girl had come in. by then i'd sat down harry didn't like this but Ron was cool with it.

"What has been going on?" she said, looking at the sweets all over the floor and Ron picking up the rat by his tail.

"I think he's been knocked out," Ron said to Harry and I. He looked closer at the rat. "No -- I don't believe it -- he's gone back to sleep-" And so he had.

"You've met Malfoy before?"

"yh his my coz." they ignored me but ron did roll his eyes

Harry explained about their meeting in Diagon Alley.

"I've heard of his family," said Ron darkly. "They were some of the first to come back to our side after You-Know-Who disappeared. Said they'd been bewitched. My dad doesn't believe it. He says Malfoy' father didn't need an excuse to go over to the Dark Side." He turned to Hermione. "Can we help you with something?"

"You'd better hurry up and put your robes on, I've just been up to the front to ask the conductor, and he says we're nearly there. You haven't been fighting, have you? You'll be in trouble before we even get there!"

"Scabbers has been fighting, not us," said Ron, scowling at her. "Would you mind leaving while we change?"

"k"

"All right -- I only came in here because people outside are behaving very childishly, racing up and down the corridors," said Hermione in a sniffy voice. "And you've got dirt on your nose, by the way, did you know?"

I left got changed and put my hair in a fat black bun. by then we got off the train.

A/N what house should she be in just not ravenclaw? pls vote and comment