Another Evil Grandfather 《COMPLETED》

Chapter 5: Diagon Ally Isn't Actually An Alley

Disclaimer: I don't own PJ or HP. Rick Riordan and J.K Rowling do.

Harry's P.O.V:

That Voldemort spawn (a/n: Harry and Athena should meet up and discuss nicknames for Percy) is going down! I was going to prove that he's a Death Eater!

We were just getting ready to floo to Diagon Ally when I spotted a black mark on DS's forearm as he grabbed his jacket.
"Hah!" I yelled, "He's got the dark mark, he's a Death Eater!"
To my surprise, and probably everyone else's, Rachel, Annabeth and DS burst out laughing.
"Who would want to eat Thanatos?!" Rachel asked through tears.
"What's that mark then?" Hermione asked.
Way to go 'mione!
DS lifted up his sleeve and, to my immense disappointment, showed everyone a tattoo of a trident.(a/n: I know that he doesn't have that mark but I needed their reaction to the mention of death eaters)
"At camp, they sorted us into groups with Greek Gods as almost like our councillors," Rachel explained, "Percy was in Poseidon, Annabeth was in Athena but I wasn't at the camp long enough to be sorted into a group."

Percy's POV:

Potter looked very disappointed at the fact that my tattoo wasn't a 'dark mark'. Whatever that was.

Time skip to when they reach Diagon Ally

Diagon Ally to my shock actually wasn't an alley.
Why call an Alley, alley? If it isn't actually an alley.
British people confuse me. We had got robes, books and ingredients until all that was left was to get a wand, or so I thought.
"Right," Mrs Weasley exclaimed, "before we get wands, let's get owls."
I almost fainted and stared at her like she'd just announced that she was Kronos in disguise.
"I don't think that's a good idea..." Annabeth started.
Mrs Weasley waved her off as Potter sneered, "Why you scared of owls, death boy?"
You would be too if Athena hated you. And you can't call me Death Boy, that's my nickname for Nico.

Against my will, I was forced into the shop. Almost as soon as I stepped in, all the owls swooped down and started attacking me. They only stopped when a whistle was heard from the other side of the shop.
"They aren't like that usually," a woman, who I realized was Athena, reassured us.
No, only when the Goddess of Wisdom hated your guts.
Athena glared at me as if she could read my mind, which she probably could.
I tried not to look nervous. I don't think that thought strengthened my 'I'm good enough to date your daughter' protest.

In the end, I got an owl that had blue eyes and red feathers. I named her Wild. Annabeth got a bird with black eyes and grey feathers, she named hers Wisdom. Rachel got a cat which was ginger with green eyes, she named him Firestorm. Next, we went to a dark and messy shop, where we were going to get our wands. Annabeth and Rachel got their wands pretty quickly but mine took ages to find.
Eventually, Ollivander announced, "This is the wand for you, Mr Jackson. Phoenix feather and pinecone wood. It can only be wielded by the most powerful wizard. I expect great things from you, Mr Jackson."
No pressure then.
We left the shop and it didn't escape my notice that Potter was glaring at me. I wasn't worried, his glares are weak.

Harry's POV:

I was fuming at DS when Ollivander gave him the wand. There was NO way that DS was the most powerful wizard. That title belonged to me.
Did he defeat a dark wizard when he was one? No. Did he duel against the same wizard and live to tell the tale? No.
He must've spelled Ollivander into giving him that wand. Either way, I was going to smash him at everything once we grt to Hogwarts and then Annabeth would leave him for me.
Just wait until we get to Hogwarts.
And once he was sorted into Slytherin, everyone would have to believe me that he was evil.