the weight of the world [a pjo fanfic]

chapter eight.

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He opened the tiny box, taking out the necklace. He gently put it on the ground.

"Hogwarts."

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"Jason Grace."

"Harry James Potter." Harry flinched a little. "How can I help you?" He said.

"I need a love potion. Immediately."

"Careful, Grace. You know I'm only doing this to get back at Percy. I don't like you at all."

"Ditto, Potter." Harry glared at him and walked towards (Professor)'s classroom. He opened the door and the children gasped in delight at the sight of Harry Potter, a legendary figure.
It's exactly how Percy's treated back at camp. Jason grumbled and nudged Harry, who was waving and smiling.

"Okay, calm down." He walked to the professor and greeted him. Then he whispered something in his ear.

"Perfect! We were just learning about that."

"Okay, great. Class, I have a special activity for you all." Harry looked around at the excited faces. "We will be practicing making love potions!" A chorus of groans and excited squeals echoed around the room. "But there will be a catch. I will be taking the best potion and the winner will get an autograph wherever they'd like." The kids roared and pounded the tables in excitement. "Ah ah ah, calm down. We're going to start right now."  The children went straight to work.
After a minute passed by, Jason stepped on Harry to get his attention. 

"Tell them to hurry up, Potterhead."

"You can't rush a good love potion, Grace. Watch and learn."

"I don't need a good one. I just need one that works."

"Well, only the good ones work." 

"Why couldn't you make it yourself? Or better yet, in advance?" He said, exasperated.

"Because I forgot. And I'm lazy."

Jason rolled his eyes. "I hate you."

"Me too."

They waited some time, and after being tormented by Jason's until the last kid finished. Harry went around inspecting the bottles and shades of pink, until he held one up.

"And the winner is... Jacob!" A small boy cheered and jumped up and down. "Careful. Where do you want me to sign?" He handed the small pink bottle to Jason. 

"On my forehead."

"Uh, alright." He scribbled his name on Jacob's forehead, who danced away to gush about Harry with his friends. The two boys stepped out of the classroom after Harry thanked Slughorn.

"So how do you use this thing?"

"Nothing too complicated. You need to get her to drink it, somehow. And like all love potions, when she passes out and wakes up, you need to be the first person she sees. Oh, and one more thing." Jason nodded.

"To make her hate Percy Jackson, you need to put a lock of his hair in whatever you're using to make her drink it. Jason gripped the little glass bottle.

"Jason. I trust you will ruin Percy's life. If you don't, you will pay for it." Harry threatened.

"What are you gonna do? Turn me into a frog?" Jason cackled and opened the portal, stepping into it before Harry could shoot back.

"Precisely."

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Jason examined the little tube closely. He had to admit that potions were pretty cool. The bubbly pink liquid smelled intoxicating. What do I do with it?

Well, he had two choices. To get Annabeth to drink it from her drink, or to pour it in her mouth when she was asleep. 
Jason had to admit that both options were equally as dangerous. Annabeth wasn't dumb. Actually, quite the contrary. 

Knock her out and pour it in. It's your safest bet.

Right. Thanks, voice in my head that's always telling me to kill Percy.

...you're welcome.

Jason shook the vial gently and placed it carefully in his pocket. He peeked outside his cabin window, where he spotted Annabeth. 

Watch your back, Percy.

Cause soon, there won't be anyone to watch it for you.