Percy Jackson grandson of Voldemort

Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5

Once Percy was shoved into the room, he stumbled, regained his balance, and put his bag on the that was not already used. He gazed around the room. There was indeed a dresser and a black carpet, but he wouldn't describe it as lovely. More like, needs to be replaced. That described it perfectly. It had a delightful black color scheme. Black walls, black carpet, black beds. For people trying to oppose a dark lord, they sure lived in a dismal place.

Soo, magic. Must have something to do with Hecate. Magic school? That must be where the Hecate kids disappear to every year. None of them ever stay around all year. Does that mean that these people worship Greek gods? Probably not. It would be cool though.

Oh! He needed to contact Annabeth. She was probably freaking out by now. Percy pulled it his Handy Dandy Demiphone. The Demiphone was a handy creation by a dandy Hephaestus camper named Harrison. It was like a normal iPhone, but it was optimized for Demigods and while using it, monsters wouldn't be alerted to your presence. Hence the name, Demiphone.

Using his Handy Dandy Demiphone, he texted his wonderful girlfriend, Annabeth. Using her Handy Dandy Demiphone, Annabeth replied.

Wisegirl: Percy. Where are you? I have been waiting for you to pick me up for hours.

Seaweed Brain: Sorry. Wizards told me I have to come to their magic school because my grandfather on my mother's side is an evil wizard and is trying to take over the world.

Wisegirl: Is the school named Hogwarts?

Seaweed Brain: Yup. How did you know?

Wisegirl: I heard some Hecate campers talking about it. Go save to world Percy. I'll inform Chiron where you've gone.

Seaweed Brain: Thanks. Love you. 3

Wisegirl: Come back soon. You still owe me that date.

Percy turned off his Handy Dandy Demiphone. The texting took a while because of his dyslexia. He ended up just using the setting where you spoke into the phone and it wrote it down. Just like an iPhone.

"He doesn't look evil," Ron said.

While Percy was texting his girlfriend, Harry, Hermione, and Ron were talking in Harry and Ron's room.

"I know he doesn't, but he has that dangerous air around him. I still don't think we can trust him." Harry was very convinced that Percy was an evil minion of hell that had come to kill them all.

"Tell me, Harry, has he tried to kill you yet?" Hermione asked.

Harry shook his head.

"Has he tried to hurt any order members?"

Another shake.

"Has he glared at you?"

Shake.

"Has he done any actions that point to even any murderous intent to you?"

Shake.

"There you go. Give him a chance. He might be a very nice person once you get to know him.

"Fine," Harry grumbled. He just wasn't sure about Percy. Crouch Jr. posing as Mad-eye last year had really shaken his trust towards people he didn't know that well. He'll give Percy a chance though. Hermione had brought forth valid points.

Dinner was a very quiet event. Everyone was either too busy staring at Percy, avoiding to look at him, or in Ron's case, stuffing their faces with food. Percy had decided to take Ron's example and stuff his face with food too.

"The food's really good ." Percy said between bites.

"Why thank you dear," gave him her 'mother smile', "let me get you another helping."