Percy Potter

Chapter Three

She flashed me into a room and immediately left. I looked around to see all of my stuff (which was very little), packed in a bag that sat on the bed next to me. I walked to the window and looked out. I suddenly knew that I was in The Leaky Cauldron, inside Diagon Alley. I smiled bitterly to myself and looked for a room key. Luckily, it was just sitting there on the nightstand. I concealed my aura to keep my demigod status on the down low. I then walked out, and locked the door behind me, silently casting an extra locking spell so no one could get in with a simple 'alohomora' spell.

I walked toward the exit sign, not knowing where the stairs were, and then down to the main floor that doubled as a pub. I walked to the man standing behind the counter. He looked at me and his eyes lit up. "Harry Potter! It's great to see ya again! Come, come, what is it that ya need?" I smiled nervously when he called me by my twin's name. "I'm sorry Sir, my name is Percy Jackson. Is this Harry an important person here?" He looked at me quizzically, and then I saw it click in his eyes. "Oh! I'm sorry. You look quite like him, and yes. He is The Boy Who Lived! I thought everyone in the Wizard community knew a' him?" I rubbed my neck sheepishly. "Yeah, about that, I was just introduced to the magic world a couple weeks ago, and I still haven't caught up with the times." That was a lie. I had been introduced harshly, and when I was young. I just didn't live in it my whole life. I also knew exactly who Harry was, and what he did, much to my dismay. "That's ok lad, the name's Tom. I've been told ta be a good storyteller. Would ya like for me to give ya a crash course in the last couple a years?" I shake my head. "Nah, it's ok. Maybe later though, I need to get my school supplies for this year. Bye Tom, thanks for the talk!" I yell over my shoulder as I walk to the back alley and pressing the bricks in the special pattern with Riptide (in pen form), it is a magical item after all.

I walked around, thinking of what I should do first. I decided to head to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. I opened the door and was immediately assaulted with flying sewing tools. Miss Malkin herself welcomed me. "Hello! Who is my next customer?" I smiled lightly. "Hello. My name is Percy Jackson. I would like some new regular robes for Hogwarts, please." She looked me up and down. "Stand on this please." I obliged and stood as she directed. As Madam made my robes, I thought about the order my schedule should be for today. I think I should do Ollivander's Wand Shop next, then Flourish and Blotts, Broomstix, Obscurus Books, Potage's Cauldron Shop, Scribbulus Writing Instruments, Slug & Jiggers Apothecary, and, finally, Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour. I would be carrying a lot today. Good thing I knew how to use a lot of spells that would help me with these types of things. "Four regular robes, correct Mr. Jackson?" I nodded. "Then that'll be ten sickles." I nodded and reached in my pocket, into my pouch and grabbed a drachma. "A close friend told me that this would be enough. I don't know how it would transfer over though. Can you tell me? As you have probably already deduced, I am still a little new to the whole wizarding world." I smiled sheepishly. She took the coin from my hand and examined it. "A drachma! You have a drachma! This is nearly priceless!" She looked at me with wide eyes and took a deep breath to calm down. "Ok. This is worth fifty-eight galleons. I'm assuming you know the rest of the currency?" I nodded my head. "Yes. Thank you. I had no idea that these were worth this much." I started making calculations in my head. One drachma equals fifty-eight galleons which equals..... Nine hundred and eighty-six sickles, which equals..... Twenty-eight thousand, five hundred and ninety-four knuts. Wow.... That's a lot... "Mr. Jackson?" I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at Madam Malkin. "Can I have ten sickles please? I haven't got all day." I smirked, a little of my sassiness coming back. "Here." I pushed the drachma back into her hand, that she had outstretched and I grabbed my robes and strolled out before she could do anything about it.

I knew that none of the other stores would except my money, they were to modest, so I decided to go to Gringotts before rumors spread and things got out of control. I strolled into the bank, only stopping to admire the warning message carved beautifully into the doors.
Enter, stranger, but take heed
Of what awaits the sin of greed
For those who take, but do not earn,
Must pay most dearly in their turn.
So if you seek beneath our floors
A treasure that was never yours,
Thief, you have been warned, beware
Of finding more than treasure there.
I spotted the goblins for the first time and didn't even break my stride. I walked up to the main desk and looked at the main goblin, not even noticing my voice change into goblin, which had been installed in my brain by Hecate's blessing, I started talking to the receptionist. "Hello sir. I am here to exchange some drachmas for sickles, galleons, and knuts. Do you know where I can have this done?" The goblin looked at me in awe. "You know gobbledygook?" I scrunched my brow, confused. "What do you.... Oh. I'm speaking gobbledygook now aren't I?" He nodded his head with a 'duh' expression in his little green face. I mentally face palmed. "I'm sorry. I guess I just slipped into that tongue when I saw you and registered what language you speak. Do you speak English?" I smiled sheepishly, not having to hide my sadness. "Yes. We all learned to speak English when we signed up for this job. Usually wizards don't now our language so we have to speak in their's." I frowned. "Oh... Well, would you be able to help me transfer these drachmas to normally seen wizarding money?" His eyes widened. "You have drachmas?!" I nodded my head hastily. "Yes. Please keep it down, I don't want everyone to know." He nodded his head, noticing his mistake. "Yes, of course. I'm sorry, I was just surprised, is all. Would you like to start a bank account or just transfer your money?" I thought about it for a few moments. Hmmmm.... I could either carry my money with me and have it cause sound, or I can keep it safe in a vault.... Vault it is! "If I could create a bank account, that'd be great, thank you." He motioned for me to follow him and I did obediently.