Percy Jackson Oneshots

Chapter 25: Yer' a wizard Percy

This is not going to be like a whole story that is going to branch off into another book. I just have some thoughts that are way to scrambled to put them into a story.

This is what I feel like would happen if Percy went to Hogwarts and people knew but they couldn't contact him due to the fact that magic was disrupting the IM's

"See you later mate!" Harry called out towards another young man with raven hair. He smirked and raised a hand in farewell.

The younger boy, Harry Potter, smiled and jogged to catch up to his red headed friend and his family. The other boy, Percy Jackson, looked up towards the sky like a man on a mission.

"Here I come." Percy thought, actually excited about retiring home. Percy walked to an alleyway and made sure that no one was around, then he closed his eyes and let water gather. He felt his body liquify, which was strange, but a comforting feeling.

Percy materialized at the camp border with a crooked grin adorning his face. He walked casually past the border with his hands in his pockets and winked and a demigod who was on border patrol.

He chuckled lightly as he watched them scamper off to the big house in obvious panic. Percy obviously wasn't just going to stand there and wait for a bunch of demigods to just come and surround him so he decided to just keep walking. Nobody told him he couldn't.

"Identify yourself!" He heared a familiar voice say.

"Katie!" Percy exclaimed but it sounded weird due to his newly found British accent. Katie raised an eyebrow before her mouth dropped open shock.

"Percy!" She ran toward him and launched a hug attack. Percy laughed and hugged her back. "Man, now I have to go and stop Clarisse from getting her spear." Katie said as an after thought and Percy couldn't help but shiver at the thought.

"Well before that happens I might as well change my garments to something more comfortable." Percy said nervously and Katie laughed out loud.

"A British accent sounds weird but good on you. Also never say 'garments' again." Percy also laughed before waving goodbye and making his way over to his cabin. Campers scampered over to the pavilion as he made his way in the opposite direction.

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Percy entered his cabin and couldn't help but stop at the doorway. The place was so neat and tidy. Not a speck of dust showing itself.
Percy sniffed the air and it smelt faintly of lemons.

"Huh." Percy said before pulling out a familiar orange shirt and some shorts. Percy spared a glance over at his bedside table at the analogue clock he had gotten from the Stolls. He of course didn't ask where they had gotten it from.

He clicked his tongue in slight annoyance when he saw the bright red numbers display '9:20 p.m.' meaning dinner was about to start soon. He would have time to go around and tell his friends that he had come back.

Oh he did hope that Katie wasn't going off to everyone about how he was back. It would turn out to be more trouble than the first time he met Harry. And it would be so much easier just to tell everyone himself.

The shirt was a bit more fitted than he remembered but it had been some time. He should go to the camp store and get a size bigger when he got the chance. Before making his way out the door he glanced at the full body mirror and stopped.

He was a bit paler than he remembered. Probably because he didn't go out much during the school years. Plus the sun was almost never out.

He traced a small scar on his bicep from a nasty little dementor that dared to attack him. Easy enough with Riptide since no other students were there to witness the feat.

He stared for a moment longer before shaking his head and moving swiftly out the door.

After spending time at Hogwarts with the Golden Trio and the rest of their trouble making friendships he had matured greatly. He ended up being the mom friend of the entire group and found himself reminding Ron to do his homework when Hermione was not around, telling Neville where Trevor is hiding and telling him to give the toad some space, and just listening to Luna talk about whatever she wanted.

He once found himself scolding Draco Malfoy and Harry in the middle of the hallway because they had done something completely reckless and they needed to calm down.

They had both looked so sad that they were getting scolded that he couldn't help but give them both a cookie and a pat on the head before sending them off to their different classes for the moment.

Draco wasn't a bad kid he quickly realized. (Nobody in Slytherin was). He was just being led astray and wanted to please his father. The dirty scum.

Professor McGonagall had even come to him once to ask him advice on how to calm kids down. He really took after his mom. Almost the whole school knew him as their mom who wasn't actually their mom.

"Enough thinking. Let's get food." Percy thought to himself and walked through his door, mentally bracing himself for the possible onslaught of questions that were going to be thrown at him.

The noisy pavilion slowly quieted down the moment that Percy stepped on. He found himself standing before his table with every eye trained on him.

Uncomfortable much.

Annabeth was staring at him in shock and so were the rest of the seven from their own tables.

So Percy shoved his hands in his pockets and grinned with a raised eyebrow. "Hello." The British accent was thick and his grin grew wider at the shocked looks on people's faces.

"You little-" Annabeth rushed forward towards him.

His grin turned into a soft smile the moment that she wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug.

"I'm glad that you decided to hug me instead of judo flip me." He chuckled into her hair and pulled her closer to himself.

"I'm just waiting till you're least expecting it." Her voice was slightly muffled by his shoulder but he heard her nonetheless.

The rest of the seven came up only to pat him on the back because Annabeth wouldn't let go of Percy for the moment.

"We can talk after supper." He winked and gently pried his girlfriend off of him.

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After an entire dinner of eating nothing but American food such as: ribs, cheeseburgers, hotdogs, fries, and other things that made him feel right at home; he made his way to his cabin.

The moment he opened his door he felt several people hugging him at the same time.
He let them have a moment before pushing his way into his cabin.

He stole a glance at the Stolls and assessed them for a moment before holding out his hand.

"Wallet."

They gave it back reluctantly.

"If you two ever met Fred and George then I'm pretty sure that the world would end."

The boys perked up at the sound of that chaos.

"So what have you been up to?" Frank asked, genuinely curious and wanting to get the Stolls off the subject of whatever Percy was saying.

"It's a long a freaking story..."

('･ω･')