Percy had his day planned: eat, spend time with Annabeth and stay out of trouble. I can assure you that nowhere in that plan included getting a visit from Gandalf and a miniature version of himself to inform him that he has another evil grandfather...
Disclaimer: I don't own PJ or HP. Rick Riordan and J.K Rowling do.
Percy's POV:
Tomorrow came around too quickly for my likely and it felt too soon to be waiting outside Umbi***'s office. "Come in," she commanded in her sickly voice, "Take a seat." Me and Potter took a seat and I immediately noticed that she had two quills in her hand. Potter reached for his quill but Umbridge stopped him and told us, "We'll be using my special quills tonight." She gave us each a quill and told us to write 'I must not tell lies'. When Potter asked how many times, her suspicious answer was, "Until the message sinks in."
As we started, Umbridge sat down behind her desk and smirked as she drank her tea. I felt an itch on the back of my hand to see red blood seeping out of the wound.
Harry's POV:
I glanced over at DS and then down at my hand, we both had the same words on our hands. Although his were a bit more wonky, I think he told everyone that he had dyslexia. That lying Devil Spawn!
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I winced again as I wrote the second line, just as painful as the first. "That's it!" DS declared as he got up from his seat, "I'm not going to write anymore." "Sit down, Mr Jackson," Umbridge said, calmly. DS shook his head, "No! I don't know how you do things in the UK but back in America getting people to cut their skin open is called torture!" I would never admit it aloud but even though Jackson was evil, he was brave.
Umbridge stood up and raised her wand just as someone knocked on the door. She lowered her wand and sai through gritted teeth, "Enter!" The door was opened to reveal Mcgonagall and my sweet Annie. Mcgonagall took one look at mine and DS' hands and immediately demanded, "What are you doing, Dolores? Blood quills are illegal!" Umbridge looked flustered and demanded in the same tone, "What are you doing here?"
"Miss Chase came to get me," Mcgonagall explained, "You see, Miss Chase didn't trust you so she put a spell on herself to feel anything that Mr Jackson was feeling so as soon as her skin started to split open she came and immediately got me." Umbridge looked even more flustered now, "This is my detention, Minerva." "That may be, but under no circumstances is it ok to torture students," Mcgonagall said, "Aurours take her away." Two aurours came and picked up Umbi*** and dragged her away kicking and screaming. I have to say that it was the highlight of the year. My Annie came to save me! She will probably dump DS now! Instead of doing what I thought, Annabeth kissed Jackson to my annoyance. I gritted my teeth. I will save you, Annie!
"We will find someone else to teach DADA, for now go back to your common room, Mr Potter," Mcgonagall commanded. I paused outside the door just to hear Mcgonagall say, "You two will teach DADA, although you won't be using wands. You'll use your swords and teach the class about how to use weapons probably. With your experience you will be fine, Annabeth. Don't mess this up, Seaweed Brain." Seaweed Brain? Why does Mcgonagall call DS by Annie's nickname? Why would she let him teach? Then I had another thought. Wait until he embarrasses himself in front of everyone! I'll challenge him and then when I win, everyone will see him as the fraud he is!
