The school was huge. It was a legit castle. Annabeth would have loved this place. I saw a half giant to whom Harry waved saying, "Hello Hagrid." Hagrid waved back. I started surveying everything around me and suddenly stiffened .

What in Hades was Mom doing here? I saw Harry follow my gaze as confusion clouded his face. The tall strict lady talking to my mom came to me and said, "Are you Persues?" I nodded not really bothering to correct her without the fear of getting roasted to pieces. I didn't want to angry the Headmistress of this school.

"Well, wait outside the doors. Come in once your name is called to get sorted. There are four houses, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Understood?" I nodded again. She regarded Harry with an expression saying, please-behave-this-year and then walked of.

I stood in front of the doors, waiting, forever. Just kidding. My ADHD took over as I started tapping my foot, twirling my pen between my fingers and a humming  silent tune to myself.

Suddenly I heard a voice saying, "We have a transfer student this year, I hope you will make him feel welcome." I took that as my cue and walked in opening the doors with a bang. I had the decency to look sheepish. Mom chuckled and I gave her a tiny glare before a woman beside a shaggy hat said, "Persues Jackson." I heard a few snickers as I automatically  replied, "Its Percy" She just shrugged and I sat down on the stool as she placed the hat on my head.

Hmm, It's been forever since a demigod came to the school. The hat said. I immediately stiffened and asked, Are you in my head?

Yes, now let's  see which house to sort you into.

I saw my entire life flash before my eyes.

Well you are as brave as Gryffindor, as loyal as Hufflepuff, as cunning as Slytherin and as smart as Ravenclaw.

Hmm a tricky one. The hat suddenly said, making everyone jump. Well, better it be... gryffindor!

The table with gold and red colours, the one on which Harry was sitting started clapping loudly. Even Mom was clapping with a small smile on her face. I went and sat down as the Headmistress said, "Students, this is Sally Jackson-Blofis and she will be taking my old position as the Transfiguration teacher. She will also be the new head of Gryffindor."

I guess no one clapping harder than me. I decided to talk to her later. Hermione nudged my side and asked, "Is she your mother?" I nodded. A look of realisation crossed  over Harry's face.

"That's why you stiffened after you saw her right?" I nodded. Ron snickered and said, " Understandable Perce, angry mothers are not good." We all laughed.

Professor Mcgonagall, which I heard her name was, came to the podium and said, "Alright, prefects guide your house mates to the respective common rooms. Passwords will be put on the house board every week." 

Everyone shuffled to their feet and we started walking to our common room. Good thing Ron had warned me about moving staircases. We reached in front of a portrait and Hermione said, Thunderbird. [A/N: Check them out, they are magnificent. One is there in fantastic beasts also. I will put one down :)] I yelped when the portrait smiled and put out her hand. "Utensils move, fine, but not portraits also." The brunette hair witch laughed and said, " It is a magic school after all."

The Gryffindor common room was warm and inviting. The fireplace was lit up making the red and gold colours glow in the warm light. Couches of the gryffindor colours were spread around, with a small table in the right corner. The walls were filled with portraits after portraits. On the left corner, a small door was there, probably mom's. There were two staircases labelled 'girls dorm' and 'boys dorm'.

Harry nudged me and said "Beautiful, isn't it?" I nodded still awed. He laughed and said "I had the same reaction when I saw it the first time."

"Gee! I can't imagine why" I replied, sarcasm dripping from my voice.

Ron's eyebrows shot up till his hairlines. "Why?" he asked. "I mean it is pretty impressive."

I rolled my eyes and leaned over to Hermione. "Do you wizards have the word 'sarcasm' in your dictionary 'Mione?" I asked putting air quotes  with my fingers.

She sighed and leaned back on her arm chair. "Ronald here," she said, jabbing her finger finger at Ron. "Doesn't know the meaning of sarcasm.

"Why do you call me Ronald Hermione?" Ron asked.                                                                                             

She just shrugged and said, "Ginny calls you that."                                                                                              

"Not helping!"                                                                                                                                                                          

"Your mom does too"                                                                                                                                                           

"Still not!"

I saw Harry cross his legs and put his elbows on his knees, putting  his cheeks in his hand like his favourite show just came on. We both got bored of their bickering after sometime, caught each others eye and had a silent conversation which went like:

"Are they always like this?"                                                                                                                                                "Always."                                             

"Well lets leave these two love-birds alone."

He snickered making Ron and Hermione turn to us. "What? Do you find us funny?" Hermione hissed glaring at us. Harry gulped not wanting to get on Hermione's bad side. Meanwhile 

I did what my normal seaweed brain would do, I laughed. She glared at me and opened her mouth to retort something back when Mom came in.

Every eye turned to her and she became red, not liking the attention. I jumped up and pulled her to her room, shutting the door behind us.

She charmed her white room sea green and made her bed blue. She gestured and we both sat down on the soft bed. "So, what are you doing here?"

However, before she could reply, an IM formed showing a very worried Annabeth. I heard someone take in a sharp breath. I turned to see The trio standing there wide eyed.

Crap.

Done!!! Comment on what you think will happen next.

This is a Thunderbird. Magnificent  isn't it.