Another Evil Grandfather 《COMPLETED》

Chapter 7: Sean The Talking Hat

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

Percy's POV:

Hogwarts had amazing architecture. Unfortunately, that meant a year of listening to Annabeth talk about it. At least I have her with me. That's a plus, and Rachel too. We were greeted by a strict woman, who introduced herself as Professor Mcgonagall, and then told to wait here while she sorted the first years. Whatever 'sorting them' meant. Hermione had told us on the train but as usual my ADHD kept me from listening.
Oh well.
Before we had left Potter and Co. he had pulled me aside and told me that he couldn't wait for me to be sorted into Slytherin. I thought he was trying to be nice but when I had told Wise Girl she had scolded me for not listening to Hermione.

Mcgonagall returned and lead us into the hall as Gandalf announced, "This year we will be having three exchange students from America."
That caused loads of muttering as everyone turned to look at us. I spotted Luna, who then gave me a thumbs up.
"Chase, Annabeth," Mcgonagall called.
Annabeth stepped forward.

Annabeth's POV:

I stepped forward and sat on the stool. Mcgonagall then placed a hat on my head.
Yes, a hat.
So you can imagine my surprise when it started to talk.
"Hmm, a demigod daughter of Athena, I haven't sorted one of you for a few years."
"Can everyone hear us?" I asked, mentally.
"No," the hat replied in my head.
I felt relieved, I didn't want people to know my heritage.
"Now where to put you. You're smart, ran away when you were seven. Ah... and that son of Hermes. You're also brave, yes very brave. Where to put you... it better be GRYFFINDOR!!!"
He shouted to last part aloud and cheers erupted from a table dressed in red and black. I walked towards them. I sat down just as Mcgonagall called, "Dare, Rachel Elizabeth."

Rachel's POV:

I sat down on the seat and, just like she had done with Annabeth, Mcgonagall placed a hat on my head.
"Ahh..." it said inside my head, "not a demigod but the Oracle, cousin to the Weasleys. You're loyal, racing to New York to aid Percy Jackson in the war. You kissed him..."
I felt myself blush at that statement, I had after all like Percy for a bit.
The hat continued, "You're also brave, taking on a titan lord with just a hairbrush. I suppose it better be... GRYFFINDOR!!!"
Like with Annabeth, cheers erupted from the red and gold table. I went and sat next to Annabeth as Percy was called.

Harry's POV:

This was it, the moment when DS gets sorted into Slytherin!

Percy's POV:

The first thing I asked the hat when he was placed on my head was, "Do you have a name? Just calling you the hat is kinda weird."
"Nobody's ever asked me that, and yes I do have a name. Sean," Sean told me.
"Nice name," I said.
"Thank you! Now, where to put you. You're loyal, fatal flaw infact, perhaps Hufflepuff. But getting the Achilles...very brave. I think it better be the same house as that daughter of Athena. How about we give Potter a shock... It better be...GRYFFINDOR!!!"
I had to admit the look on Potter's face was just too good. And I was in the same house as Wise Girl. I don't think the sorting could have gone any better.

Harry's POV:

How did DS get into Gryffindor?! He should be in Slytherin! He must have spelled the hat.
I voiced my thoughts to Ron and Hermione. 'Mione just rolled her eyes and I was about to argue when a voice butted in, "The hat's name is Sean, and I didn't spell him."
I turned to DS, who had clearly been listening into our conversation, and gave him a weird look.
DS just shrugged and said, "What? I just said his name was Sean."
I will prove that he's just as evil as Voldemort!
"I don't want to sleep in the same room as him, he might murder us in our sleep," I whispered to Ron.
He nodded in agreement.
Thank God someone's on my side.
Just as I had that thought, thunder rumbled outside.