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

5.Halloween ( time skip)

Months had passed and I remained bloody miserable. I only had Hermione and Draco other than that everyone hated me. if I tripped in the corridors ron and harry would laugh. if I was seem with Hermione the slytherins would call me a traitor who didn't deserve to be in slytherin. on Halloween I got my first letter from percy it said

Dear Siri-Anna

Luke was evil. he stole the bolt. we fought and I drowned him. annabeth says he got what he deserved I agree do not feel sad.

Percy (Jackson)

I asked Draco if I could borrow a quill and wrote back.

Dear my ex-brother

I will never forgive you don't try to make up some bull shit excuse. Luke had told me he took it. I can't blame him. the gods are pathetic so are you. annabeth is always like that. I hate you.

Siri-Anna Black

I ran out of the hall dropping the letter. feeling as sad as I did when mum died. I posted the letter I wrote and didn't go to class.

Draco's pov    (a/n Yay pov change)

Siri-Anna ran out of the hall looking heart-broken. she dropped something but kept on running. I picked up what she dropped it was a letter from her brother. saying he'd killed her friend. she didn't turn up to class and I got worried so worried I went up to granger.

"have you seen Siri?" I asked

"not since she ran out at breakfast." she said walking off but looking concerned.

Hermione's pov

On Halloween morning we woke to the delicious smell of baking pumpkin wafting through the corridors. Even better, Professor Flitwick announced in Charms that he thought we were ready to start making objects fly, something we had all been dying to try since we'd seen him make Neville's toad zoom around the classroom. Professor Flitwick put the class into pairs to practice. Harry's partner was Seamus Finnigan. Ron, however, was to be working with me. I was angery about this. i hadn't spoken to either of them since the day Harry's broomstick had arrived.

"Now, don't forget that nice wrist movement we've been practicing! squeaked Professor Flitwick, perched on top of his pile of books as usual. "Swish and flick, remember, swish and flick. And saying the magic words properly is very important, too -- never forget Wizard Baruffio, who said 's' instead of 'f' and found himself on the floor with a buffalo on his chest."

It was very difficult. Harry and Seamus swished and flicked, but the feather they were supposed to be sending skyward just lay on the desktop. Seamus got so impatient that he prodded it with his wand and set fire to it -- Harry had to put it out with his hat. Ron wasn't having much more luck.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" he shouted, waving his long arms like a windmill. He said it wrong

"You're saying it wrong," I told him, the thought of Siri still in my mind even Malfoy was worried. "It's Wing-gar-dium Levi-o-sa, make the 'gar' nice and long."

"You do it, then, if you're so clever," Ron snarled. I rolled up the sleeves of my gown, flicked my wand, and said,

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

our feather rose off the desk and hovered about four feet above our heads.

"Oh, well done!" cried Professor Flitwick, clapping. "Everyone see here, Miss Granger's done it!"

Ron was in a very bad mood by the end of the class. "It's no wonder no one can stand her," he said to Harry as they pushed their way into then crowded corridor, "she's a nightmare, honestly. "