Percy Jackson and The Hogwarts Chronicles

Ch. 4

Percy

Ch. 4

The cool morning air made Percy shiver as he stood in the driveway of number Four, Privet Drive. Uncle Vernon had left for work less than a half hour earlier and the distraught looks and disturbing sounds Aunt Petunia was making had led Percy and Harry to wait outside for this Hagrid guy.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore hadn't been very specific about the time of his arrival, leaving Percy to wonder if they would be spending half the morning standing awkwardly in the driveway.

Percy was trying to avoid Harry's eyes. He could tell his cousin was itching to start talking about the whole being a wizard and Hogwarts stuff. While he understood Harry's excitement, he was having trouble finding his own excitement about it.

Okay, that wasn't entirely true.

After he'd had a while to digest how easily that Dumbledore guy had incapacitated him, which was mostly because he'd been so surprised by the whole wizard and magic thing... At least that's what he'd decided, and how he'd been so easily played into agreeing to attend this supposed school for witches and wizards, he couldn't help but get excited about the fact he could apparently do magic.

I mean come on! Sure he was sixteen but who seriously doesn't want to suddenly find out they had the ability to do magic? Whether you're five or thirty five, it's pretty damn cool!

Though he had had similar thoughts about finding out he was a demigod god, so he was also reserving judgment on all this magic stuff.

He looked at Harry who was biting his lip anxiously and couldn't help but laugh a little.

"Alright, Harry. Let's have it. What's on your mind?"

The young wizard's face lit up like a Christmas tree, "You're a wizard!"

Percy chuckled again and spread his hands, "Oh yeah, thanks! I'd forgotten all about that crazy old man putting everyone in the house to sleep with a flick of his hand!"

Harry wasn't deterred by his sarcasm, "But really! First I find out I have an American cousin and now it turns out he's a wizard! This is just brilliant! I can't wait to introduce you to Ron and Hermione!"

"Ron and Hermione?" Percy raised an eyebrow.

Harry's smile grew, "They're my mates. My two best friends, you'll love them."

Percy nodded, not really sure of what else to say to that. Though if they were Harry's best friends, he supposed that they'd be his friends as well.

Before Harry could say anything else, the roar of an engine made both their heads turn to the street. As the roaring grew louder, Percy got a sinking feeling in his stomach. His eyes drifted up just as a motorcycle with a sidecar emerged out of the clouds. Driving the vehicle was a guy who made Percy's hand drift to his pocket on instinct. He had to be seven or eight feet tall and about half as wide.

Percy looked around, wondering how this guy planned to just drop from the sky unnoticed. But as he looked two houses down where a mother was walking two small children out to their car, they seemed oblivious to the roaring engine getting closer and closer to touching down.

"Muggles don't see much," Harry said looking amused at his confused expression.

"Muggles?"

"Non magical people." Harry answered. "They don't see the world the way we do."

"Because of the mist?" Percy hadn't meant to say that out loud but apparently his mouth decided to anyway because Harry gave him a strange look.

Harry scrunched his eyebrows, "The what?"