Percy Jackson: grandson of Kronos and also Voldermort, yay

Chapter 11

Percy's POV

As I sat by the nice warm fire, I yawned. I looked at what I had written. Geez, I thought in my mind, paper's been invented, why are we using "parchment". All I had written so far was the title. Zoë. I decided to start writing. I didn't know how I should start it since I didn't know much of her life. I finally decided on something:

Percy Jackson

Zoë

Zoë was a girl who had decided to become a hunter of Artemis. A hunter of Artemis is a group of girls who decided to give up the choice to marry or date and follow Artemis and hunt with her. You could also get immortality (partially). This type let's you live forever but doesn't prevent you from dying. Zoë trained with Artemis for many years/decades/centuries. She was Artemis's lieutenant. Then, many years later, she went on a quest to save Artemis. She eventually found Artemis but got killed by her own dad, Atlas who didn't care about her or anyone really. For all her hard work, she got rewarded by Artemis and got put into the sky as a dam constellation. She never did or would, understand that dam joke.

I had almost fell asleep on the chair until I heard some footsteps. I opened my eyes, alert. I looked around and saw a dark shadowy figure. It paused as soon as it saw me. "Nico?" I whispered.
The figure started to run away, I followed it.
It was getting away, though, I was quicker. I jumped on top of him knocking him down. Oww, I thought, shouldn't of done that. It's face was covered in a mask. I quickly uncovered it and saw Draco. "Obliviate!" He said, his wand pointing at me
I passed out meanwhile, Draco pushed me off of him and ran away.

Draco's POV

   I ran out of the room. I left Percy laying down on the floor. At least he wasn't dead! It's not like I killed him!
   It was the first or second time I had used that charm. I might of erased more than just that one memory. Maybe who he is, or what his name is, or his whole life, so no big deal.
   I ran through the halls being careful not to be seen. I ran outside and into the fields, I then took the "secret" path through the whomping willow and into the shrieking shack. "That took a really long time Draco, the dark lord doesn't like being kept waiting," a voice said from the shadows
   "It was hard," I said
   "No excuses!"
   "But, he wasn't fully asleep!"
   "So?"
   Belatrix emerged from the shadows. I handed her the tube, careful not to drop it. She smelt it. "Good job Draco, go back to sleep. You'll need it for tomorrow. Don't forget your mission," she said.
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Hoped you liked the chapter, it was pretty short though. I'm sorry if the zoë story was bad, I didn't think the facts were right...