Percy's p.o.v
"Just Percy." I corrected Dumbledore. The only two people who are allowed to call me by my full name are my mom and dad. As I walked towards this three legged stool, I could feel everyone's eyes on me.
I sat down on the stool and the lady with a stern expression placed an old, worn out hat on my head. "Ah I see" the hat said- whoa that hat just talked!
Was I imagining stuff or what?"As brave as Godric Gryffindor himself" there were gasps all over the hall. "Far too loyal for Hufflepuff." more gasps. "I just can't figure out where to put you where to put you? " The hat paused for a minute before yelling and nearly bursting my eardrums. " Better be Gryffindor !!" I took the hat off quickly and ran towards the Gryffindor table.
I was kinda relieved that the hat put me in Gryffindor otherwise had it put me in Slytherin, it would've given rise to unnecessary suspicion and that's the last thing I need. Because from what the trio has told me, Voldy was put in Slytherin house as well.
I slid into the seat next to Harry. Ron, Hermione and all the other students were gaping at me. "what?" I asked. They looked away.
Ron's p.o.v
Who was Percy? What made the hat say he was too loyal and as brave as Gryffindor?
All these questions were swimming in my mind but I put them away when Dumbledore said something I had been waiting for. " Let the feast begin."
The plates began to fill themselves with food and I stuffed my face with everything I could lay my hands on, ignoring Hermione's appalled expression.
I noticed Percy wasn't eating. "Is something wrong ?" I asked in between bites. He shook his head and looked at Dumbledore. Dumbledore understood whatever Percy was trying to say. He waved his wand and a fireplace appeared near the Gryffindor table.
Percy simply got up, walked towards the fire and scraped off the juiciest part of his meat into the fire. I gaped at him. "Why did you do that? That was perfectly good food you know." I half shouted. I have issues with wasting perfectly good food. I mean if he didn't want it, I could've wolfed it down. "It's part of my culture." he said and began shoving food down his throat faster than me which is saying something.
After the feast, we all headed to the Gryffindor common room. In the common room, everytime one of the girls saw Percy, they would giggle and whenever he looked at them, they would blush and turn away. Maybe if I became good friends with him, some girls would float my way as well. Yep that sounds good.
"Why are all the girls giggling at me? Do I have something on my face or what? " asked Percy with a confused expression. " Honestly mate, how thick can you be?" I burst out exasperated. "All the girls have giant crushes on you."
"Oh" said Percy, blushing a bit. Oh. The girls are madly in love and all he can say is oh?"
Finally after a lot of catching up, wizard chess and exploding snap, Harry, Percy and I said goodnight to Hermione and went up to the boys dormitory.
When Percy, effortlessly hefted his trunk onto his bed his sleeve moved up a bit. He quickly covered it up again but I had seen it. There on his forearm was a tattoo.
I didn't get a good look at it but I bet it was the dark mark. No wonder all that he did was suspicious. After everyone had gone to bed, I went off to warn Harry.
"Harry!" I half yelled as I poked him awake. "What is it Ron? Why are you yelling?" Asked Harry, he looked disgruntled.
"There's something you need to know about Percy. He isn't who what we think. " I said. Harry was up in a flash. "What do you mean?" Harry asked, his tone was full of suspicion.
I told him about the tattoo and how he could be working for Voldemort.
Harry, however found this rather impossible. "Ron go back to bed. I'm sure as hell that he is not a death eater." he retorted and pulled the covers over his head and went back to sleep.
Harry was acting funny. There was something that he wasn't telling me and I was going to find out.
One more thing: Percy Jackson was a mystery and I wasn't going to rest without solving this new mystery.
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Voldemort's Grandson { Discontinued }
FanfictionEveryone knew that the dark lord was a power hungry and heartless wretch. But no one thought he could stoop any lower. The dark lord sired a grandchild and a powerful one at that. This grandchild in none other than the hero of Olympus: Percy Jackson...