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Chapter Twenty-One Part One

The story is in this point of time not edited, so please excuse any mistakes I have made while writing. But you can still point them out to me, I actually ask you to do so.

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Professor Dumbledore was pacing around the office. The physical exercise helped him concentrate and focus his thoughts. He hadn't said one more word since he send out the medic witch. After minute Percy mentioned the others to sit at the chairs in front of the desk and from there they watched the man run. His stats were fast and confident. Obviously he paced around this room a lot and already had his routine. Percy was about to break the silence when the headmaster stopped in his tracks and turned to them.

"I am a good friend of privacy.", he said his eyes searching the room for Percy didn't know what. "I see how powerful you are Mr. Jackson and let some mysteries slip because of it. I would never shut out someone who needs help and took Miss Grace and Miss Artemis in with no question. But there is a point, where I cannot on right conciseness allow you to be part of the Order without knowing more. Your secrets would normally be none of my concern, but they are as long as you are part of my plan.", he concluded. The whole time Dumbledore didn't move apart from his eyes.

Percy knew he wasn't angry and had expected it. He had thought about how much he would tell the wizard since he decided to go with him. The concept of gods being real was almost impossible for people to comprehend, but Percy had gotten to know the man. Percy was sure there was almost no other living creature on this world that would take it better than Albus Dumbledore.

"You should sit down, Professor." He sent him a small smile and pointed at the chair at the other side of the desk. It scraped back a few inches at his gesture and now stood welcoming for someone to sit down on. For some reason the headmaster wasn't afraid of the three and sat down.

Percy laid his magic over them like a blanket no one could break. It would swallow every sound they made. Under no circumstances he wanted the paintings to hear what he had to say. Lady Artemis noticed this and looked at him with realisation.

"Perseus, I must strongly disagree." She knew it was up to him to decide whether to tell the wizard or not and normally Percy might had listened to her, but in this case he was sure.

"The things I will tell you now, have to stay secret. You mustn't tell a soul about anything that will be noticed now. Do you understand?" Percy's voice was dead serious and the headmaster nodded after some time.

"Good." Percy relaxed a bit. "Then let me tell you a story about my family." Percy began and felt the girls next to him tense. "I was born on the 18th of August to Sally Jackson. She named my Perseus after the mythical son of Zeus because he was one of the only greek heroes that got out of it alive. She thought it good luck to prevent my own demise at a young age. You see, dying as a just a child isn't abnormal in our circles."

Dumbledore listened closely and only a few face shifts told Percy what he was thinking about. At the last sentence he lifted a brow but Percy continued talking.

"Obviously I wasn't a fan of the name so I changed it to Percy as soon as I started talking, but when I was twelve I learned why my mother named me after this imaginary boy in old greek mythology. He was more similar to me than I thought."

Thalia started moving on her chair from one side to another, nervous for the truth he would reveal.

"My mother told me my father got lost at sea. It was a lie of course, she tried to keep me from finding out the harsh truth that he simply left us. I already told you I nearly have no contact to the man."

For the first time Dumbledore interrupted him. "Of course, seeing the man that was supposed to be there for you, but wasn't, has to be hard." Percy smiled at his innocent interpretation of the situation.