Another Evil Grandfather (Completed)

Chapter 18 - Percy

Percy froze. This was not good. The dream he had last night came to the surface.

Echidna - 'We will get you out tonight.'

Was... the black cloaked man... was he a Death Eater?

Percy needed to talk with his Wise Girl and the rest of the demis. First he had to make it through the rest of the day.

Thankfully, he had no classes with Gryffindor besides Ancient Runes.

They were presenting their parentage projects. Percy was not surprised when Annabeth, Abbie, and Hermione all did Athena, Draco did Apollo (much to the year's surprise), and he of course did Poseidon.

Professor Rose was impressed with the sheer amount of detail on the five of their trees. Percy had even put Annabeth, Abbie, Hermione, Draco, Nico, and all the others on there.

In potions they made dreamless sleep potions, which Percy wished desperately would work on him. It would be so nice to not have demigod dreams for once.

Percy's was flawless because potions, were, well, water.

Finally, dinner rolled around. Percy noticed Professor Dumbledore headed towards him and quickly got up and hurried to the demigod's common room.

He was the last one there. Hermione, Neville, Draco, Abbie, and Luna was there. Apparently Luna knew even though she wasn't a demigod.

"So," Percy started with a groan. "Annabeth and I had a dream last night."

A large chorus of groans echoed through the room.

"Let me guess, it was a demigod one?" Thalia sighed.

"Yeah," Percy replied. "We saw Echidna and a black cloaked man talking to each other. Echidna said something about freeing the black cloaked man, and then they discussed revenge on Harry Potter and I."

"With this in mind," Annabeth continued. "The black cloaked man was probably one of the Death Eaters that got freed last night."

Draco looked sick. "My father is a Death Eater, and was in Azkaban. Chances are he was the one."

More groans.

"So another war," Leo groaned. "Can't the world appreciate McShizzle without trying to kill him."

All the demigods laughed.

"Yeah but the problem is they need to blame somebody for the breakout," Abby warned.

"It'll probably be us," Hermione added. "Harry and Ron already suspect us because of Percy's grandfather. They want to believe that Percy is evil, and by assumption, so are the rest of you."

Leo snickered. "And I haven't even blown up the castle yet."

Percy smirked. "Yeah. I don't get why they'd be mad, seeing as none of us have blown up anything major."

Hermione sighed. "Gods, are you really that dense. Harry has a crush on Annabeth and Ron one on Thalia."

"Gross," said hunter interjected.

Hermione sighed. "Harry and Ron think that you all have Annabeth, Thalia, Luna, Neville, and I under a spell."

Everyone laughed.

"So I'm gonna be blamed for the damage again," Percy muttered. "I'd say we have like two minutes before Dumbledore and Harry want to talk to us."

Hermione nodded. "What's the plan?"

Percy snapped into battle mode. "I think we need to tell the truth about out heritage. If the Death Eaters are teaming up with Echidna there'll be monsters on the battlefield."

"We need to ask our parents," Reyna groaned. "We can't flat out tell the mortals."

"So then we have to wait on telling," Percy said flatly. "But we can't be kidnapped, so who's up for Apparating out of here just to confuse them if they still try to take us?"

Everyone laughed.

"Fine," Annabeth said. "Then we can warn camp and ask for permission from our..."

The portrait door swung open. Professor Dumbledore, Harry, Ron, and Filch entered.

"Perseus Jackson," Professor Dumbledore said firmly. "I need to talk to you."

"About what?" Percy asked, standing up unthreateningly. He slid a hand into his jeans pocket, clutching Riptide. Percy was wearing a Camp Half-Blood t-shirt and jeans like everybody else except for the Romans who were wearing CJ stuff.

Professor Dumbledore frowned at the god. "Are you aware of the Death Eater breakout that happened?"

Percy winced. "Of course. Everybody's been talking about it."

Professor Dumbledore frowned. "You are wanted for questioning due to your relationship to Voldemort, as is Mr. Malfoy."

"Okay, what do you want to know?" Draco asked, stepping up beside Percy.

"Where were you last night?"

"In the dorms, duh," Percy said. "Where else would I be?"

"Give up the game, Death Eater," Harry snarled. "You too, Malfoy."

The boys in question looked at each other. "Dear me, that's a new one," Percy grinned. "Met Death and his boss, and his boss's child, but never eaten him."

Draco winced. "Remember that? The good old times?"

"You and I remember the good old times a lot differently, Draco. I'm so glad I'm not Praetor anymore, I hated the responsibility."

"What?" Ron demanded.

Percy and Draco looked back at him. "Oh, sorry, we got off topic reminiscing the bad old days," Percy said innocently.

The demigods/gods hid their snickers.

"Do you need me to judo flip you again, Seaweed Brain?" Annabeth asked.

Percy smiled. "No, Wise Girl, once was enough."

The demigods/gods snickered again.

"Anyway," Percy said, focusing himself on the present. "I believe you were accusing me of being a Death Eater."

Harry nodded vigorously. Even Dumb old door looked convinced.

"I'm afraid you and Mr. Malfoy'll have to come with us." Dumb old door stated.

Annabeth strode forward, looking Harry dead in the eye. "We're not your enemies, but we can't let you take Percy, for many, many reasons. But let me tell you one thing: when the battle comes we will help."

Harry looked back at her and said cockily, "Lady, stand aside so I can capture the traitor behind you."

Annabeth punched him in the face. "Now!"

The demigods and gods all Apparated out, Abbie taking Luna with her, leaving behind a shocked Harry, Ron, Dumbledore, and Filch.

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