The Hidden Half-Blood Prince

Chapter 1: Meeting Harry

Previously:
"I admit it was good but I still haven't gotten whatever they put in my shampoo out," Percy said with an amused smile.

Hecate smiled. She knew how the Stolls had done it and had forgotten about it until Percy brought it up. It was fortunate because now they didn't need to worry about it. "How are you hiding it?" She asked. "Are you dying it?"

Percy blushed. "No, I'm using he Mist," he replied.

Hecate nodded. "Good," she said. "A few more things before we continue. Only your father, a man named Dumbledore and Arthur and Molly Weasley will know about you so you will have help."

"Are we meeting them now?" Percy asked.

Hecate turned an appraising eye onto the son of Poseidon. "You know, you are smarter than you look," she said.

"I get that a lot," he said cheerfully as he followed his father and Hecate up the stairs.

So the past several days with the red haired filled family hasn't been so bad as I expected. Granted, I wasn't sure what to expect but it wasn't anything normal. The Weasley family was poor; they didn't struggle for money but they didn't have a lot of it either. I was surprised at their eagerness to let me in (the parents anyways) when they were already stretched for space.

Now I've got the morning at the Weasley household to a routine. Every morning, around four, I went out to the fields and summoned some monsters to practice. Sometimes even Hecate would come, teaching more of the magic in this world, or my dad would come, teaching me more of my demi-godly powers. Then, around five or so, I snuck past the twins as they ate breakfast to take a shower and head back downstairs for breakfast. That's when sleepy-head Ron came stumbling down the stairs, sitting at the table and grumbling about how early it was. Arthur would come down not long after, kissing Molly on the cheek and grabbing some food and motioning for me to follow.

That was my cue for me to follow him to work.

I adored work. Especially Mr Crouch, my boss in the Department of International Magical Cooperation. I spent every waking moment working my butt off for the man.

I hated it.

Who flipping cared how thick cauldron bottoms should be?

Nevertheless, it was a part of my act and I had to play the part.

Before I could go very far today however, Molly stopped me. "Percy, dear, Arthur and the boys are going to get Harry today, please be home by five so you can, er, welcome him," she said, careful to not say 'meet' since the twins and Ron were right there. The sleepy head was till stuffing his face in a way I miss doing.

I nodded, my lips twitching in a smile. This part to play was hard to begin with but it is growing more and more difficult to keep up. We've already had to obliviate Ron and the others twice because I couldn't control myself. That's why I tend to stay in my room when I am here. "Alright, Mother," I agreed. "Are Charlie and Bill coming today?"

Molly smiled, acknowledging my half smile and nodded. "Yes, they're bringing Hermione as well. You were able to get tomorrow off, right?"

I hated it but to keep up the act of a pompous, arrogant git, I rolled my eyes. "Of course, Mum, though I will have loads of paper work to catch up on." I assured her.