Da Long Lost Relatives (Hoo and Hp fanfic)

Owls

I don't own anything except the plot.

Harry POV

I watch helplessly as my cousin blacks out in the middle of Eeylops Owl Emporium. After he read the note beside his owl, he just collapsed. It makes no sense. Suddenly he starts twitching on the ground.

"Annabeth!" He screams, thrashing around. "Take me instead!" He says. Then he lets out a shriek of pain, and a cut opens up on his forearm, followed by many jagged bloody marks. He lets out a series of yelps, and the back of his orange shirt becomes soaked with blood. Until then, everyone had been too shocked and scared to wake him up.

Hermione brought everyone to their senses, and shouted, "Rennervate!" She says, pointing her wand at Percy. He immediately jolts up, breathing heavily. His eyes dart around, looking panicked. Percy seems to relax a bit when he sees where he is, but is curled up in a ball and shaking. All of his wounds are still bleeding profusely.

"Percy?" Hermione whispers. "Are you okay?" Percy nods, and slowly stands up. He winces half way through.

"What happened?" I ask. Hermione shoots me a warning glass, and Percy doesn't reply. He just stares into nothingness. Then I realize he's still hurt. "We need to fix your wounds." I tell Percy. He just shakes his head. I open my mouth to protest, but Percy interrupts.

"I'm fine" he says. "Where's the bathroom?"

"Perc-" Hermione starts.

"Just tell me!" Percy practically shouts. Hermione points a shaking finger in the direction "thank you" Then he speed walks away.

Suddenly a memory hits me like a brick.

"He did the same thing back at the Dursley's." I say slowly. Ron and Hermione turn to me.

"What do you mean, mate?" Ron asks.

"It was the same. He was screaming and jerking around in his sleep, when he woke up he had cuts and bruises." I explain, "Then he went to the bathroom and when he came back, all of his wounds were healed!" Hermione's eyes widen.

"They were all healed?!" she exclaims in disbelief.

"Yea, it was really-" Just then Percy re-enters the room. And sure enough, his cuts aren't bleeding anymore. All that was left were a few scars. None of it made sense.

"How did you do that, Percy?" Ron asks.

"What do you mean?" Percy says, one of his eyebrows raised. But I can hear the fear in his voice.

"Heal yourself." Ron says, not giving up.

"I was never hurt." Percy says, almost desperately.

Percy POV

I was back in the cell in Tartarus, on the blood stained floor. There are chains attached to me, connected to the mossy stone wall. I hear a frightened yelp from beside me, and turn my head to the sound.

"Annabeth!" I scream, struggling against my bonds. "I thought you were dead!" I sob.

"Who says I'm not, Seaweed brain?" She lets out a weak chuckle. I fight harder against the chains, wanting to hold my wise girl in my arms again. Just then, Tartarus himself enters the cell.

"Well, well, looks like the two lovebirds are back together, Eh?" Tartarus laughs. I don't respond, and neither does Annabeth.

"Nothing to say? Good. Lets begin." He slips a slim jagged dagger out of the air, and heads over to Annabeth.

"Annabeth!" I shout as loud as I can. "Take me instead!" Tartarus stops advancing towards Annabeth and smiles cruelly.

"As you wish." He comes towards me, and I brace myself. I look towards Annabeth, to give her a reassuring smile, but she's not there. Instead I see a empousa, laughing.

"Did you really think I brought back that Annabeth girl?" Tartarus says. "You really are dumb." He shakes his head in mock dismay." All my hopes fall to the ground. And I wish more than ever that I could join my wise girl in Elysium.

I feel the pain more than ever as Tartarus strikes me with his weapon. I don't even try to contain my screams of pain as I lose blood.

My tormentor soon gets bored with the dagger, and pulls out a whip lined with silver spikes.

"Oh I will enjoy this very much, Percy Jackson." Tartarus says. He slashes me with the whip, and I shriek as I feel blood running down my back. "You are nothing but a worthless." He whips me. "Weak." He strikes me again. "Waste of space." He slashes stronger than before. "You couldn't even save your friends. You-" Tartarus stops. "Those stupid wizards. They're trying to wake you up. Oh well. See you in your nightmares, Perseus jackson."

My eyes open and dart around, making sure I'm not in Tartarus. I relax a little bit when I realize I'm still in the owlery. I curl into a ball, shaking. I can still feel the marks on my arms and back, more painful than ever.

"Percy?"Hermione asks in a concerned tone. "Are you okay?" I nod, and begin to stand up. I wince when my back straightens, and see everyone staring at me curious and concerned.

"What happened?" Harry asks, his curiosity getting the best of him. I don't reply, but out of the corner of my eye see Hermione giving him a menacing glare. Then he seems to remember that I'm hurt. "We need to fix your wounds." He tells me. I shake my head rapidly. Harry opens his big mouth to protest, but I interrupt.

"I'm fine." I say. "Where's the bathroom?"

"Perc-" Hermione starts.

"Just tell me!" I say trying to contain my anger. She hold out a shaking finger, and I rush to that direction. I close the door, and rest my hands on the sink breathing heavily. No doubt the trio will be suspicious now. This is the second time this has happened in front of Harry. He's probably telling the others right now. I summon some water from the sink, and immerse my body in the cold liquid. I feel immediate relief as the the cuts fade into scars. I wait a minute before I head back to the main room.

Ron and I go back and forth for a bit before I remember my owl. I turn to the stormy gray bird.

"The owl. Her name... her name is Wise Girl." No one questions my choice, and we head out of the store. Wise Girl is perched on a golden rod in her shining cage. I can't keep my eyes off the owl as we walk back to the fireplace that we used to get here. It feels as if a piece of my original Wise girl is here with me.

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Stay cool demigods,

-Shark