Adele Black: The Sequel (Percy Jackson/Harry Potter Crossover)

Pink Is An Ugly Color

Adele Black: The Sequel

Pink Is An Ugly Color

I sat there, next to Hermione in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Our teacher wore pink, fluffy robes, was short and stout, and had a toad like face. She had a sickly sweet smile that made me shudder in disgust.

I sat there, trying to read the assigned text book- "Defensive Magical Theory"- but I was having no such luck.

One problem was my freaking dyslexia; they did not carry this book in Ancient Greek. The other problem was that it was so freaking boring, even Annabeth would not read it.

This is coming from a daughter of Athena.

Hermione had her hand raised, but Professor Toad did not notice it; she probably did but decided to ignore it.

After about two more minutes, everybody, including myself, was staring at Hermione, who had her hand raised and her book shut. She had not even opened it up.

Finally, Professor Toad had had enough of it.

"Do you have a question about the chapter, Miss-?"

"Granger. Hermione Granger. And no," she began. "It's about your course aims."

She gave a sickly sweet smile.

"I believe they are pretty clear, Miss Granger."

"But there's nothing about using-"

"Hand, Miss-?" She asked me.

"Adele Black."

"Miss Black, what is it?" She scowled.

"There's nothing about using any defensive spells. This is all theory."

"If you study the spell theory, you will be able to produce it when you take your O.W.L.s." She smiled.

Dean Thomas raised his hand.

"Mr. Thomas?" She asked.

"But don't we need to practice?"

"I repeat-"

"But how are we going to defend ourselves?" Asked Pavarti.

"Hand, Miss-?"

"Pavarti Patil."

"What is there to defend yourselves from?"

"Oh, I don't know," Harry began. "Lord Voldemort!"

Oh no. Gods Harry, are you just looking for trouble?

"Mr. Potter! You have been lied to. He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is not back."

"Yes he is! I saw him! I FOUGHT HIM!"

"He is not back!"

"Then how'd Cedric Diggory die then?"

"Cedric Diggory's death was a tragic accident."

"No. It was murder." I growled.

I kicked my chair and grabbed my bag. I went up to the chalk board and used my wand to write:

"DONT BELIEVE THIS BITCH. PINK IS AN UGLY COLOR."

The Toad went up behind me and took my wand.

"Give. Me. My. Wand." I growled.

I noticed she had already sent Harry out of the classroom and to McGonagall's office.

"I don't think so."

"GIVE ME MY WAND BACK!" I exclaimed, my whole body bursting with anger.

"No dear."

"IT IS ILLEGAL TO TAKE ONES WAND WHEN THEY HAVE NOT DONE ANYTHING WRONG!"

"But your alive, honey."

I paled. She knew I was not suppose to be alive.

She then exclaimed for the whole class to hear:

"This is Adele Black, daughter of Sirius Black and the Greek Goddess Athena. She does not deserve to live."

I was not able to process my actions. Without warning, I punched her in the jaw. I kneed her in the stomach and I tried to grab my wand.

She gave me a devious smile, and snapped it in half.

"FIX MY WAND!" I exclaimed, beginning to pull out my sword.

She threw the pieces of my wand on the ground and smashed them.

My sword swung at her. She had ducked.

I ended up hitting the chalkboard.

"GET OUT OF THIS CLASS!"

I put my sword away and gave her one last at punch to the face.

I then turned away and slammed the door.

The cold never bothered me anyway.

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