Da Long Lost Relatives (Hoo and Hp fanfic)

The alley of diagon

  I don't own PJO, HOO or HP

Percy POV

I jolt awake, breathing heavily at my nightmare.

How does the noseless man know me? I don't know him. At least I don't think I do...

None of it makes sense. I can't think about that right now, though. Today I was told that we were going to "Dragon Alley" or something to get school supplies. The names are really weird here.

I get up from my bed, and head downstairs for breakfast to see that everyone is already there. I stumble over to the empty chair, and sit down. I yawn as a plate of food is placed in front of me by Molly. I mumble a thank you, and everyone starts eating. Well except for me. I just pick at my food with a fork. Its not that the meal doesn't look good, it's just I don't have much of an appetite anymore. I can feel eyes on my back, and turn to see Ginny's eyes alternating between me and my plate.

"What?" I ask her.

"Why aren't you eating?" Ginny says.

"Not hungry." I reply, turning away.

"You didn't eat anything yesterday either." Hermione chimes in.

"Wasn't hungry then either." I say, running out of excuses.

"Percy you need to eat." Ginny yells. Everyone who was eating before stops, and looks in our direction.

"Fine." I stuff a forkful of scrambled eggs into my mouth. "Better?" I ask sarcastically.

"Much." Ginny says, sounding content. Then she goes back to eating her food. Mrs. Weasley clears her throat.

"So as you know we're going to Diagon Alley today." She says, the rest of us nod. "Since Percy hasn't been there before, I want Harry, Ron, and Hermione to show him around, alright?" A chorus of 'alrights' are heard throughout the room. "Good." Throughout the next few minutes everyone finishes eating, then we head over to the fireplace.

Mrs. Weasley picks up a bowl filled with green dust, and heads over to Harry.

"Harry dear, show Percy how it's done." Harry shrugs, then grabs a handful of the powder. He heads to the fireplace and steps inside.

"Diagon Alley!" He shouts, as he throws the powder to the ground. The fireplace erupts in green flames, and when they disappear, Harry is gone.

"You just step in, and yell 'Diagon Alley' " Hermione explains.

"Umm... Okay." I take a handful of floo, and do as she says. "Diagon Alley!" I shout.

No one's POV

Everyone stared at the old fireplace as Percy Jackson dissapeared in a burst of bright green flames.

There was a moment of silence afterwards before anyone spoke.

"What did he say?" Molly Weasley asked to no one in particular. No one had really understood what the wizard had said. It was probably his American accent. An overwhelming sense of deja vu filled the room, as they remembered the encounter with Harry when he had gotten lost in knockturn alley.

It was actually the first time the group had been together without the pair of cousins since they had arrived, and nobody really knew what to say.

"We should probably get going." Hermione says, breaking the tension. Curt nods are exchanged throughout the room, and one by one the wizards disappear in a flash of green light. The same way Harry's parents had gone years before.

Percy POV

I cough and wheeze as I collapse at the bottom of an ashy fireplace. I hold my head in my hands, and sob silently. When the flames consumed me, I was reminded of leo and his immunity to fire. Leo the sarcastic, witty son of Hephestus. I take a deep breath, and push the thought out of my mind. I can't risk getting sucked into a flashback.