Descendent Of the Dark Lord

Chapter 2

Third Person POV

Percy lugged around a big cauldron full of his school supplies outside of Madam Malkin's shop.

He checked the past or part of the list and saw that it said Owl.

He was immediately thankful that his friend Annabeth''s mom had finally started to like him after he jumped into tartarus for her.

He went into the Owl emporium to see all the owls turn there heads to look at him as if to say go ahead. Try something. See what happens.

There was one Owl that only looked at him with curiosity. It was a little barn owl with big curious eyes and what looked like a silver leg.

Percy Pov

"Whats up with that one's leg?" I asked the owner. "Well you see it lost its leg in an accident, and we had to replace it." he explained.

"Hmm" I said as I stared at the Owl. It just stared back. Its mainly had pale sunset colored feathers with a white face. It was speckled with turquoise and blue flecks. Its wingfeathers seemed to gleam in the sunlight, and looked as if the color had shifted to a purple-blue as they moved.

(A/N: For an image of the color scheme look up: barn owl by benheine)

"how much?" I asked. "for that one? Well as you can see he's a special one, what with his color and all. But since he isn't exactly whole, I can give ye a discount. Lets say uh, 10 galleons."

"Done" I said and handed him the coins.

I went over to the owl in the cage and licked up the owl. It sat perched on my arm as I left the shop.

I made my way back to the inn and went inside. I then had a conversation with Tom and eventually bought a room.

I entered the room and sighed. It was fairly boring. Everything was gray and in the middle was a four-poster bed.

In addition to all the supplies I got I also got a trunk to hold everything.

I sorted through everything I had gotten.

An owl–A very pretty one.
A wand–Keeping that in pen form.
A pewter cauldron
Potion ingredients
Copious amounts of books
School Robes–Uniforms? Seriously?
A broom–I got a really good one according to the seller. It was called a Nimbus 2004 (A/N: according to pottermore, new nimbus models come out yearly) he said it matched the firebolt in speed, but was slightly less agile. Whatever a firebolt is anyway.

Time skip to tommorow at noon

I sat outside of the leaky cauldron waiting for 'my ride' as I mulled over the knowledge if magic, that appeared since yesterday.

I looked up suddenly as I heard the squeeling and screeching of tires.

Barreling towards me was an old fashioned, purple double–no, triple Decker bus.

It stopped in front of me and a gangly looking man stepped out. "I'm Stan Shunpike and I will be your conductor for this evening. You have summoned the night bus, an emergency form of transportation for the standard witch it wizard. Where are you headed?"

"Grimmauld place." I said hesitantly. Dude looks kinda shady.

He then took my trunk and I dropped into the bus. Within ten minutes I was standing in front of a dreary and dark looking building, as the night bus drove away.

I dragged the trunk up the steps toward the door.

I was about to knock on the door but then the door opened to reveal the wrinkly face of one Professor Dumbledore.

"Right on time Percy. Come in." He said.

He led me down a dark hallway with some dim green lighting illuminating the place. He opened a door to a dining room with many people around it.

So many redheads. There was a woman who was a tad old, a man who was also on the older side. Two others who look like they could be twins. Another boy and a girl as well. And that's just the redheads.

There was another girl who had slightly bushy wavy hair, fair skin, high cheekbones and full lips. She was in fact, beautiful.

There was also a thin boy with green eyes and glasses.

At the end of the tablr were some mid aged adults as well.

So when everyone went quiet and looked at me, I gave the most Percy like answer, "Uhh, hi"

Harry POV

Dumbledore had told us that a valuable asset would be arriving today. We all had wondered just who this 'asset' was.

Dumbldore opened the door walking into the room with a person in tow.

He looked around 6'2" and carried an air of confidence around him. He had untamed black hair and sea-green eyes. He was lean and somewhat muscular.

"Uhh, hi." he said. Hermione to his left let out a small giggle. Wait. What? Hermione Jean Granger, giggled. The hell?

Dumbledore cleared his throat. "This is Percy Riddle," Percy glared at him, "Or as he goes by, Percy Jackson. He is the asset that I spoke of. Until a few days ago, he was unaware of the fact that he was a wizard. He will attend Hogwarts as a sixth year."

There were collective gasps around the roomRiddle, as in the family of Tom Marvelo Riddle? "Sir, do you mean to say that he's related to Voldemort?" I asked incredulously.

Then Percy himself spoke. "From what I understand yes, I am. But until yesterday I was under the impression that my grandfather had died in a plane crash over 30 years ago."

I know that I should not be angry at this guy and it wasn't fair, but my blood boiled. Why does Voldemort get family when he took mine?

One things for sure. And that is that it'll take about four to able to trust this guy.

After a little while of people introducing themselves Dumbledore took me aside.

"Harry, I know this may be hard for you, and in not asking you to like him or even to trust him. But just give him a chance. This is a whole new world for him."He paused before adding, "can you do that?" I thought about it before slowly nodding.

"Good man." he said and then paying me in the shoulder and walking away.

I decided I'll give him a chance. A small one at the very least.

Third Person POV

The first thing Hermione thought w hen she saw him was 'wow he's hot' but then immediately felt ashamed since she hadn't even met him yet.

She introduced herself, "I'm Hermione Granger, it's a pleasure to meet you." Percy gave a small grin. "Im Percy, well, I guess you know that already."

He took her hand and she blushed. Not that Percy noticed that though.