Could Things Get Any Worse?

Arizona Hermione Jean Veltra was a daughter of Hermes. One on a quest to protect Harry Potter and those he befriends from Lord Moldy Shorts or whatever he's called.

But that gets a little hard when she has to witness her best gal friend act like a loon (while trying not to laugh!) and acting as though her best friend and [quite possibly] crush was her worst enemy.

Percy Jackson, that hero of Olympus whom she may have the slightest infatuation on, coming to Hogwarts as "Voldemort's grandson" and the DADA teacher didn't exactly help her out much.

Neither did her half-brothers the Stolls stowing away into her trunk (charmed to be endless) while running from Annabeth on a killing spree.

But look on the bright side, Ari, could things get any worse?

She hopes not.

[DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR PERCY JACKSON. THIS IS ONLY FANFICTION.]