AN

I know! I know! I am a terrible person. I am so sorry that I didn't get this up sooner. I will TRY to post at least once a week. Just finished BOO! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! No words! Ohmigods! Thank you to all my reviewers! You make my day! May contain BOO spoilers! Enjoy! Review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or Harry Potter

Sorting and Suspicion

Jason was sorted in record time. Thalia was sorted fast, but not as fast as Jason. They both went to the red and gold house. I was next.

"Jackson, Perseus,"

Percy POV

Here we go, I thought to myself as I approached the stool. The hat was placed on my head, and it spoke in my mind.

"Another demigod, this is getting boring," it complained. I was surprised at first, but got over it quickly. It was similar to when a horse or sea creature speaks to me.

"Yeah. I bet it is. Don't you go insane not doing anything," I replied.

"So, let's have a look shall we!" it cried. "Brave, loyal, oh, not too bright, though. Well, that rules out Ravenclaw,"

"Hey" I protested. A may not be a child of Athena, but I was smart. Kinda. Sorta.

"We'll just have to look through those memories to be certain,"

"No, no, no, you don't need to do tha-" I was cut off. Images of Luke, Tartarus, the explosion that took Leo, it all came back.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" the hat screamed. NOOOOOOOOOO! GRYFFINDOR! SLYTHERIN! HUFFELPUFF! RAVENCLAW! I DON'T CARE! GET ME OFF HIM!"

I wondered why it hadn't reacted this way to Annabeth or Nico, but then I realized that they probably were easier to sort. I don't know a braver group of people. My fatal flaw is loyalty, so I had conflicting house opportunities. I blushed and went to sit with Annabeth, Thalia, and the rest of the quest members.

When I sat down people stared at me. I saw the kid we were protecting whisper something to bushy. She gasped, and stared at me where my SPQR mark was. I rolled my sleeve back down. No need for her to get suspicious about that too. I knew that she didn't trust me, or the others.

Harry POV

I was surprised, to say the least, when the hat screamed about Perseus. What kind of name is that, anyway? Why did the hat scream? I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I didn't notice that He saw me staring.

I saw a black mark on his arm and whispered to Hermione to look. She gasped at the sight of the tattoo. You couldn't see the whole thing, but after the return of Voldemort, it wasn't hard to figure out that Percy was a deatheater.

Hermione POV

I was surprised that Percy was with the dark lord. He seemed so, laid back. I told harry that maybe it was just a regular tattoo, but he wouldn't listen. He was bent on confronting Percy. Ron was too busy stuffing his facehole to notice anything. I sighed, this will be a long term, I thought to myself. And with that, I proceeded to enjoy the feast.

Annabeth POV

I was worried by the fact that Harry and Hermione were staring at Percy's SPQR mark. I had read on the train that Voldemort branded his followers with a black mark. Crap, Harry and Hermione must think that Percy is a follower of the dark lord.

Just as I was about to clear this up, the headmaster stood up. He said some things about a forest, and then dismissed the students. He told us to stay behind and then led us to a painting of a young girl tending a fire (AN/ guess who!) and said

"θεοί του Ολύμπου" (gods of Olympus) and the painting swung open to reveal a large room with overstuffed recliners, armchairs, and couches. There were several different doors leading into different rooms. One was black and had a silver arrow, another was sea green and had a bronze trident, and one was black with a skull on it, and so on.

"Enjoy!" Dumbledore said with an annoying twinkle in his eye. He left us alone after that.

"Well, I'm exhausted," Frank said.

"Me too, Chinese Canadian Baby Man," Leo exclaimed. Frank frowned, but then sighed and shook his head and went through the red door with the boar on it.

Everyone went to bed, and only Percy and Annabeth remained. Both too nervous about Tartarus nightmares too sleep. They eventually came on a silent decision to stay in Percy's room, and they too came upon a dreamless, albeit uneasy sleep.

Harry POV

I knew that I had to confront Percy at some point. But when? Their group was inseparable. I would need help. Maybe I could follow them with my cloak. They were all in Gryffindor, but none of them slept in the dorms in the tower. What had Dumbledore said about them being powerful, and not to get on their bad sides? I remember the creepy, dark, dead-looking kid getting rid of Malfoy on the train with one look. That earned him major points in Ron's book. Still, those new students were not to be trusted.

Hermione POV

It has been three weeks since the start of term, and the new students had shown great power so far. Percy flooded the charms classroom with an Aguamaeti. And Jason excelled at Quidditch.

Harry's lost it. He is determined to prove that Percy is a deatheater. He needs to relax. Ron tells me that he isn't getting much sleep, because he is worried about the upcoming war. I apologized to the Americans for his behavior. He was cold and rude and glared at them often. Even if the rest of the group did nothing wrong, they were guilty by association.

They told me that it was fine and that they didn't mind, but it was still embarrassing when the students started eyeing me and Ron as if we were about to make a rude comment or start glaring at them. I knew that I had to make Harry see that nothing was wrong. Easier said than done.

AN

Short chapter, I know. This one goes to all my reviewers. Yay! Almost springtime! We need to get rid of all this snow, am I right, New Englanders? Until next time!