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That's a really ugly house.

This was the first thing that shot through Percy's mind as he watched the house. It was dark and gloomy and had absolutely no friendly feeling. He had went to his old home, where he found the message. They moved, to England of all Places. He knew his mom was born there, she had a brother, he went missing thirteen years ago and apparently, he just showed up at their front door while Percy was, who knows where. A nice lady called Abby Morangarth lived in their old house now, he had helped her settle before he left. He ran into Hestia, he told her everything and she blessed him. Then he had teleported to England, where he was now.He sighed and opened the door.
A muf smell hang around the house.
"Mom?" He called.

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Harry Potter stared at the two new wizards. They arrived a week ago on Portland Road. He had seen Sirius smile and embrace the women. She had laughed loudly. Apparently, she was his younger sister. The youngest Black of the bunch, and like him, she really disliked their mother.
She was a nice lady, Harry supposed. She had brown hair and warm blue eyes. She looked to be midway forty and she was always smiling. She cooked delicious and brought warmth into the cold house. Her husband, Paul Blofis was a teacher and a muggle. He married Sally only two years ago but they looked like the were married their whole life.
Their was only one time, Sally was sad. Not sad like, sad but like really heartbreaking sad. Around 5 o'clock each day, she would look at the door and sigh. She would grow older.
Apperently she had a son, two years older then Harry, and he was her everything.

They were having a order meeting today. Even Dumbledore, his Headmaster, was there. They talked about the upcoming war against Voldemort. Last year, Harry discovered that his godfather was alive and suspected to be a murderer. He wondered what would happen this year.
It was the first meeting the children could attend. They went to watch Quiddich two weeks ago, and now they are here.

Dumbledore was telling the children about the order, introducing them to the aurors and explaining what they did, when suddenly a voice sounded through the house. Everybody became really quiet. No one dared to move. It couldn't be a robber, because the house was hidden. Nor could it be one of their own, everybody sat in the kitchen.

"Mom?" The voice sounded clearer. Before someone could even move a muscle. Sally Blofis stood from her chair and ran towards the hall.

"Sally, look out!" Sirius yelled after her. We all ran behind her before we froze in the opening.

Sally was hugging a boy to death. Her shoulders were shaking slightly and her head was buried in his shoulder.
The boy's head was on his mother's. Sad eyes looking towards the wall.

"You're alive." She whispered. She repeated it at least twenty times before she led go of him to watch his face.
"You got new scars... Oh You're still as handsome as always!"

I looked at Ron and Hermione asking if they knew the kid. They looked as confused as I was. Sally's husband walked towards them and gave the boy a hug as well.

When his Mister Blofis let go, we finally had a good view. The boy had black windswept hair like he stood in a sea breeze. His eyes were sparkling and absolutely breathtaking. They moved, and had a color Harry had never seen before. But they also held sadness and wisdom beyond his years, like he had seen way to much. He had a good build, Harry supposed, like the boy practiced a lot of sports.

Suddenly Sirius stepped forward. He looked almost hesitant, if he were afraid of his reaction. Dumbledore ushered the rest of us to the kitchen, he told us to have patience. Sally would introduce her son soon enough.

When they stepped inside, Sirius had his arm over the boys neck and he was ruffling his hair. The boy laughed as did his parents. When Sirius let go, the boy finally took in.

"No way. " he began while he looked from Dumbledore to me, to his mom. "Santa Claus is here? And you, you can't be his elf right?" he turned towards me. I felt myself redden.
"Percy." his mother scolded him. The boy, now identified as Percy, laughed and scratched the back of his neck. Ginny ducked under her hair, letting it flow in front of her face. It irritated me somehow.
"Sorry, but to be fair. Mister-I-Have-A-Beard-So-Long-I-can-let-someone-else-fall-over-it played Santa when I was like two." Percy laughed.
"Quite correct mister Jackson. My name is Dumbledore and I am the Headmaster of Hogwarts, the school you are going to be a part off from this year."
"Sorry in advance for if I'm going to blow up your school, it always seemed to happen to me."

I saw a sparkle in the twins eyes that ment no good. They smirked at each other. I saw Percy look at twins for a moment, his eyes shone with recognition.

"Ah, yes. You haven't been introduced yet. I must say, don't know why I waited. Mister Jackson, you are a Wizard." We held our breath, waiting for the usual decline. But nothing came.
The boy was studying Dumbledore, like he was weighing the words.

"Okay, you speak the truth, so I suppose, Hogwarts, is it? Is a magic school."
Our mouths fell open.
He reddened badly. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No Percy, I believe you said just the right thing."
We explained the Wizarding world to Percy and he seemed to take everything in. He accepted it without questions, something I find quiet suspicious. Maybe he knew something beforehand.

"You'll join fifth year, you are sixteen I believe? Most of the fifth years are a year younger then you, but I believe you lack to much to join the sixth year.
Tomorrow you'll go to Diagon Ally for your supplies and Sally will teach you everything you need to know for your school year."

Percy nodded and soon Dumbledore vanished. Then he turned to Sirius.
"You know, I don't like the portrait in the hall. So if you don't mind, I actually took it off the wall and turned it around. You can always hang it back if you want to."

We all looked at him like he was crazy. "How did you do it? I have been trying to take it off for a whole year already." Sirius asked him.
Percy shrugged, took a pen out of his pocket and began fiddling with it.

"Percy, these are the children of my childhood friends. They will go to Hogwarts with you." Sally interrupted, she had a knowing glint in her eyes. He turned towards us and smiled. He took out his hand.

"Hello, I'm Percy Jackson."

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