Percy's POV
Waking up, I glanced out of the window and spotted Molly milling around the garden. Deciding to start my day, I did my usual morning routine followed by a quick iris message to Nico, Gods know the boy rarely sleeps.
Trudging down the stairs, the smell of waffles and bacon wafted past me.
"Do I smell waffles?"
"Yes, we also have some bacon and orange juice, help yourself!" the redhead exclaimed, ushering me to the table.
Heaping a tower of the waffles and bacon onto my plate, I turned to Hermione so we could plan out our day (read: she could plan the day and tell me what to do.).
(A/N): figured I owed you all an update even if it was a small one. Truthfully, my heart isn't into this story anymore but I will finish it. Eventually... But I'm not sure how often due to how crazy my life is right now. Sorry for leaving this for so long but feel free to message me or bug me on my tumblr (@whatrambles) because I really do want to finish this. My tumblr also has a bunch of other pjo, hp, marvel, star wars and spn stuff and a lot more of what's happening in my life and why I'm not able to update as often as I would like to. Sorry again for the wait but I assure you that I will finish the story. Thank you all for being patient with me❤️
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Percy Jackson the Heir of Tom Riddle
FanfictionWhat if Percy had wizarding ancestry? What if Jackson was Sally's mothers maiden name? What if Percy has two evil grandfathers?!
