Harry Potter and the demigod games *ON HOLD* *EDITING*

Chapter 25; Percy's POV

Chapter 15

Percy's POV

I had managed to finish transfiguration without poking Annabeth's eye out. Although I had managed to turn my feather into a pen. It took a while, although I eventually got it. Harry caught up with Annabeth and I, who were on our way to lunch.

"Did you hear?" He asked. I looked at him, before shaking my head.

"I don't know how you guys even use those owls without getting pecked to death." I said, remembering the last encounter I had with an owl, from Athena.

"Anyways, I heard there's someone new coming." Hermione said catching up to us. Ron by her side.

"Who?" Annabeth asked.

"No idea." Harry answered. "Although it should be something big, from famous witch or wizards to- maybe even Muggles!" I turned to Annabeth, with my eyebrows raised, hoping she could figure this out. Now. She glared at me, understanding my question. Jason and Piper came up to stand next to us as we made our way into the Great Hall.

"When are they coming?" I asked turning back to Harry and his friends.

"No idea, I heard it might be sometime around Dinner." Ron answered. We sat down, as a group. Me, next to Harry and Annabeth. Hermione and Ron sat on the other side of the table with Piper and Jason.

"Oh, Jason, I have a question for you." Harry said already starting to eat. Jason waited for the question to be asked. It didn't come, Harry looked up reading our masks of confusion. "Oh, I'll ask you later, not now." I started taking my own food, waiting for this long day to be over. People started pouring into the Great Hall for lunch. I wolfed down my food, earning disgusted glances from Annabeth. Though, I ignored it. I mean, I wasn't proper or anything. Suddenly Filch came running in, with his cat in his arms. Professor McGonagall stood up.

"What do you need?" She asked.

"There are muggles outside!" He yelled, everyone was silent.

"Well, send them in! They've obviously found out, might as well ask them how they came." She said. Professor Dumbledore stood up from where he was sitting.

"I think I know who it is." He said in his old, wise voice. "Send them in please." He nodded running out.

"Who do you think it is?" I hissed to the demigod's and wizards around us.

"No idea." Harry replied. "Do you think it is those people who were supposed to come here during dinner."

"Yeah." Ron said, "It's probably them. And Dumbledore said that he knew who they were, so they must not just be any muggle." Filch soon came back, except with four other people. I easily recognized them as Hermes, who was hissing into his phone.

"He has a phone." Hermione gasped. "Muggle technology cannot be used in the grounds; I read it in-"

"Hogwarts, a history." Ron and Harry said in unison. Hermione glared at them. Apollo was also with them, looking around the room, smiling. Artemis was in the front, she glared at her brother. Although kept her head forward as she continued toward Dumbledore. In the back was Thalia. She looked tired, and stressed. I can understand, she was traveling with Apollo and Artemis. I know her pain. Dumbledore smiled, before stepping around the table, and toward Artemis.

"Ah, Lady Artemis." He bowed slightly.

"I'm sorry I was late Dumbledore, my younger twin forgot where we were going." She forced a smile. And Dumbledore smiled at Apollo.

"Little sisters." I heard Apollo muttered, earning a dirty look from Artemis.

"How about we continue this conversation in my office?" He asked. And he left the Great Hall with Apollo and Artemis following close behind. Hermes had finally got off the phone.