I've seen a lot of stories like this, but a lot just seemed strange. No offence directed to authors, but some things in stories just seemed plain weird! A few I liked and those are the ones I am following. Otherwise, either you're description was weird, or I got a little creeped out or maybe it was grammar. Here's my twist on it. It's time for… PROFESSOR PERCY! (And Annabeth, Clarisse, Grover, the Stolls, Rachel, Thalia, Nico, and Katie!)

Song of the chapter: Not Done Yet by Superchic[k]

Chapter 1: The Chosen Ones

Percy's Pov

The war had only been over a few weeks when Chiron made the stupidest announcement ever. To eight ADHD dyslexic demigods, a satyr, and the person who nailed a Titan in the eye with a blue plastic hairbrush. Not the smartest move ever, but when you're that old, you forget everyone else is young, I guess.

Chiron stamped his hoof for attention. "Now," he said, "This may come as a shock, but I have decided you're mature enough to handle it." That statement is never a good idea with the Stolls in the room. He cleared his throat, and his gaze lingered on the Stolls. "You're going to be teachers."

We had mixed reactions. Grover choked on Cheeze Whiz and I thumped him on the back. Annabeth's eyes sparkled, Thalia shrieked WHAT!, Connor and Travis high-fived, Nico woke up from his nap, Rachel fell out of her seat, and Katie restrained Clarisse, who looked liked she had murder on her mind. One centaur's specifically…

Chiron spoke over the chaos. Not Chaos, but chaos, get it? Yeah, whatever. "Now, you will all teach a different subject at the school where my good friend Professor McGonagall is headmistress. She and I have decided the school needs some, fresh blood, so to say. You are to bring a little excitement to the school, but should not reveal your identities to anyone. The gods have been warned that the mortals are not being disrespectful to them; just think you have mortal parents. You will leave tomorrow. Your parents have been informed. Any questions?"

Annabeth raised her hand. "Chiron, where's the school located and what's it called?"

He shuffled his hooves. "It's in England, and is called Hogwarts." Here we all started cracking up. As we wiped tears of mirth from our eyes, I realized something that made my blood go cold.

"Wait. England's in Europe, right? That means we can't take a land route…"

Chiron looked worried. "Lord Zeus has given his permission for you to fly there and back. His Lordship was also gracious enough to get you first class seats. He would like to make this known: Percy and Nico can never fly again if they would like to keep their lives."

Nico and I both gulped. Thalia snorted. "Relax, Death Breath, Kelp Head. You're with me." We weren't exactly reassured.

Chiron passed out slips that had our class assignments on them and told us we would meet here again tomorrow at this time. Then he left the room. I glanced at mine, looked away, and looked back again.

"I have Defense Against the Dark Arts, whatever that is."

"Muggle Studies," said a confused Annabeth.

Rachel groaned. "Divination. More prophecies, yippee," she said with a distinct lack of enthusiasm.

Thalia got Astronomy, Connor and Travis had Ancient Runes, Nico had History of Magic, Grover had Care of Magical Creatures, but the only happy ones were Katie and Clarisse. Katie had Herbology, which was obviously something to do with plants, but Clarisse had Weapons Training. In fine print it read 'First year class has been offered. Students, even older ones may have no knowledge of anything to do with this class.' Clarisse didn't seem to mind. I just hoped this 'McGonagall' knew what she was getting into.

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The next day Chiron was talking with a lady dressed in a black cloak while a cat prowled around their feet. It seemed to walk with a certain kind of dignity. Chiron noticed us and called us over. "Demigods, Grover, Rachel, I would like to introduced the Queen of the Night, Lady Hecate, the only child of the Titans Perses and Asteria, goddess of the crossroads, guardian of the household, protector of everything newly born, and goddess of witchcraft." The woman threw off her cloak, revealing a beautiful face with hair pulled back into a bun at the back of her head. She wore hunting boots and a knee-length skirt. We all immediately bowed. This was one of the gods/goddesses you could tell was one.

"I am pleased to be here," she said. "Chiron thought I could explain about Hogwarts. After all, they have always been my special people." She looked around solemnly. "Hogwarts is a school for witches and wizards."She held up a hand, stopping noises of disbelief. "I know you don't believe me, but it's true. They are descendants of me, but their magic has become so diluted sometimes it skips several generations. Sometimes, I will bless mortals with powers. Oh not as much as my sons and daughters, but enough they fit in at wizarding schools. I have brought a teacher from Hogwarts with me. She is also the headmistress, which is a bit like our principals. Professor McGonagall!"

She nodded to the cat, but the cat wasn't a cat. Instead, there stood a severe-looking woman with square glasses. Her black hair was streaked with gray, and pulled into a bun. She wore a cloak like Hecate's, only hers was emerald. She also had a rather vacant look in her eyes, like she was half-awake. "Hello everyone. I am Professor McGonagall."

Hecate continued talking. "Professor has been mesmerized by me. She will have no recollection of this encounter, but knows you all will be teaching at Hogwarts. As I am sure Chiron has informed you, you will not reveal your identities to anyone without my permission. Good luck to all of you." And with those parting words she turned on the spot and disappeared with Professor McGonagall.

Chiron sighed. "Your trunks have been packed. I will now pass out your wands." He took out 10 thin boxes. "Percy, willow, unicorn hair as your core, springy, 13 inches. Annabeth, olive, hair of a vela, pliable, 11 inches. Thalia, pine, phoenix tail feather, bendy, 15 inches. Nico, popular, dragon heartstring, supple, 9 inches. Connor, aspen, crushed snake fang, whippy, 12 inches. Travis, aspen, crushed snake fang, whippy, 13 inches. Clarisse, yew, dragon heartstring, inflexible, 16 inches. Katie, ash, lion's tail, whippy, 10 inches. Grover, mountain fir, unicorn hair, supple, 9 inches. Rachel, laurel, crushed snake fang, inflexible, 12 inches. Your parents seemed to find it slightly amusing what your wands were made of. Your trunks are ready. Argus will drive you to JFK International Airport. A certain man by the name of Arthur Weasly will pick you up. His grandchildren go to the school and he should be able to get you to the train. When you get on the train, you will have a compartment at the very back. It will be labeled TEACHERS. You'd better hurry. You don't want to miss the flight." Chiron smiled a bit. "And Percy?"

"Yeah?" I said.

"Try not to blow up anything."

~0o0~

OH YEAH! FIRST CHAPTER OVER ONE THOUSAND WORDS! This story is also known as my idea so that I will not be overcome with writer's block. So, now you all can thank writer's block for this story. REVIEW! YOU CAN INSULT ME, TELL ME YOU HATED IT, JUST REVIEW!