Harry

I knocked on the door of the Jackson apartment, and the door swung open. Voldemort's evil grandson stood in the doorway, along with ten other people, including my soon-to-be girlfriend.

You're probably wondering why I'm not after Ginny, and I'll explain that to you.

She actually thinks Voldemort's grandson is good.

Then again, so does sweet Annabeth, but she's under the Imperius curse for sure. Ginny isn't.

Back to the evil grandson's friends.

There were two boys that looked like twins, with curly black hair and brown eyes. They both had a mischievous grin on their faces that reminded me of Fred and George. They must be the comical relief.

There was a Latino elf with curly brown hair, and brown eyes. He looked like he was related to the twins. There was a cool punk girl with a Death to Barbie shirt, and she narrowed her eyes at me. Yikes, that girl was scary. There was a pretty girl with kaleidoscope eyes and choppy brown hair, and she was clinging onto a guy with blond hair and electric blue eyes. They must be dating. There was a boy with pale skin and black hair, and a sunken expression. That kid was a Death Eater for sure! I snuck another glance at the punk girl. She was probably another Death Eater too. There was a tall Asian guy, but he was kind of pudgy like a baby on steroids. Finally, was a dark-skinned girl with golden eyes and frizzy brown hair.

I frowned. "Why are all these people here, Death Eater?" I spat.

"Now, now, Harry." Arthur chided gently from behind me. I jumped, not realizing he had already Apparated.

Percy gestured at the nine newcomers. "These are my friends, and they're coming to Pig warts too."

I grit my teeth. "It's. Hogwarts." I said, trying to contain my temper.

"Same thing." Percy shrugged. "Anyways, somebody said shopping trip?"

Arthur frowned. "We'll have to tell McGonagall of your friends' unexpected attendance. I'll be back in a moment, I need to gather enough people to be able to Apparate all of you."

Death Eater boy frowned. "Apparate?"

"Shadow-travel." EG (Evil grandson) explained.

"Why don't you just tell me the address, and Hazel and I can shadow-travel a few of you there?" Death Eater suggested.

Annabeth frowned. "I thought Will said-"

Death Eater's ears turned pink. "I'm cleared for shadow-travelling."

One of the twins snickered. "Sure."

"Sorry, what are your names?" Arthur asked.

"Oh, right, sorry." EG apologized. He pointed at each of his friends. "Travis, Connor, Piper, Jason, Leo, Thalia, Nico, Frank, and Hazel."

I nodded at them stiffly. "Harry Potter."

Arthur clapped his hands. "Right then, I suppose Nico and Hazel can take one person each, and I'll get people to apparate the rest of you."

He spun on his heel and disapparated.

I shifted my weight uncomfortably in the awkward silence.

A moment later, McGonagall, Ron, Mrs. Weasley, Fred, George, and Arthur Aparrated.

They all introduced themselves, and then everyone latched onto someone, Fred grabbed Travis, George grabbed Leo, Nico the Death Eater grabbed Jason, Hazel grabbed Piper, Mrs. Weasley took Connor, McGonagall took Thalia the Death Eater, Ron took Frank, Arthur took EG, and I took sweet Annabeth.

I focused on No. 12 Grimmauld Place, before disappearing with a crack!

Percy

Arthur grabbed my hand, and everything turned black. When my vision cleared, we were standing in Nico's dream home.

McGonagall, Ron, Mrs. Weasley, Fred, George, Arthur, Leo, Travis, Connor, Nico, Jason, Piper, Hazel, Thalia, Frank, Harry, and Annabeth were all crowded around me in the cramped hallway.

McGonagall, and Mrs. Weasley left, saying they had some errands to run, and Arthur showed us to the dining room. I noticed Fred, George, Leo, Connor, and Travis all plotting something, and I shuddered. This wasn't going to end well.

I heard the five pranksters cackle evilly, and in that moment, I decided to make an underground bunker and prepare for the apocalypse.

In the dining room, was Ginny, and a girl with brown eyes and bushy brown hair. Her head was buried in a blue paperback book, and I squinted to try and decipher the title, which was in a gold color. It was hard, with my dyslexia, but I managed to make out one word, Riordan.

I frowned. That name sounded familiar...

"Hermione." Ron said. "Voldemort's grandson is here, and his friends too."

Hermione didn't seem to hear, fully engrossed in her book, (Look at me with these big words!) a wide grin spreading across her face.

"Hermione!" Ron said again.

This time, Hermione looked up, and gasped. Her pupils dilated, and her mouth hit the floor. She stood up quickly, and dropped the book. It fell open to the page she'd been reading, and I twisted my head to try and decipher what it said. After a lot of squinting, I managed to make out what it said,

"So," Nico said, "since we're going to be spending at least a year seeing each other at camp, I think I should clear the air."

Percy's smile wavered. "What do you mean?"

"For a long time," Nico said, "I had a crush on you. I just wanted you to know."

Percy looked at Nico. Then at Ananbeth, as if to check that he'd heard correctly. Then back at Nico. "You-"

"Yeah." Nico said. "You're a great person. But I'm over that. I'm happy for you guys."

"You... so you mean-"

"Right."

Annabeth's grey eyes started to sparkle. She gave Nico a sideways smile.

"Wait," Percy said. "So you mean-"

"Right," Nico said again. "But it's cool. We're cool. I mean, I see now... you're cute, but you're not my type."

"I'm not your type... Wait. So-"

"See you around, Percy," Nico said. "Annabeth."

She raised her hand for a high five.

Nico obliged. Then he walked back across the green, to where Will Solace was waiting.

Holy Hades.

Rick Riordan, Senior Scribe to Camp Half-Blood.

I turned my gaze back to Hermione, whose gaze was flicking back and forth, from Nico, to me, to the book.

After a minute, she squealed like a fangirl. "YOU'RE NOT MY TYPE!" She screamed.

I stared at her blankly.

"Wow, Hermione, you said you wanted to give You-Know-Who's grandson a chance!" Ron exclaimed.

Hermione blushed. "It's not that, it's just.." She trailed off. "Forget it."

Her eyes caught onto Leo. "What..? How..?"

"Long story." I said, trying to do some damage control.

Hermione nodded, her face still pale.

"Anyways, Hermione, this is-"

"I already know them." Hermione said immediately, and she pointed at each one of us and said out names, "Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Connor and Travis Stoll, Leo Valdez, Jason Grace, Frank Zhang, Piper McLean, Hazel Levesque, Nico di Angelo, and Thalia."

Harry looked shocked. "Alright then."

"Now that we're all introduced," Arthur said. "Let's go to Diagon Alley."

Yes, Hermione was reading Blood of Olympus. Now guess what book Hermione was abusing in the comments below. (I'm sure you all know)

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