Chapter 8
Percy's POV:
Eventually we managed to answer all of the wizards questions. Or at least the questions we could answer, some things like where we go on missions had to be... glossed over a bit. I couldn't quite reveal the existence of otherworldly beings to the wizards before they themselves had discovered them. Yawning I glance down at my watch to see that it is approaching midnight.
"Well I'm exhausted. What about you guys?" I ask, hoping everyone else would agree so that we could go to bed.
"I am too," Molly says, "Fred you can stay in your old room and Percy you can stay with Hermione and Ginny."
"Okay mom. Follow us Percy" Getting up I thank Molly then follow Ginny and Hermione up the stairs. Getting to the room Ginny offers to bunk with Hermione so that I have a bed to myself, but I tell her not to worry because I'm fine on the floor. Grabbing a blanket and pillow I make myself a little nest in the corner and within minutes I'm fast asleep.
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Fred's POV:
It's so good to see my family again. I watch as Percy makes her way upstairs, following Ginny and Hermione. Hearing someone clearing their throat, I turn around to see George grinning at me.
"Someone has a crush. Someone has a crush." George starts to sing before getting hit in the back of the head by mom. Watching them all interact is so familiar it makes me laugh. Gods I missed them. And yes, gods, I mean three of my best friends and teammates are gods. Well, gods and goddess, it would be kinda hard not to believe in the whole polytheistic ideals.
"No, I don't have a crush on Percy Fred, she's my best friend. Anyways, one of teammates already has dibs, and by that I mean he's heads over heals for her and would beat the living daylights out of any of us if we tried to go out with her before him."
"Does she know?" Dad asks.
"That he, along with most of the people we work with, have crushes on her? Heck to the no. If there's one thing that is consistent about Percy, it's that she is oblivious to all romantic advances towards her. The girl has no idea and has been like that her whole life. Plus, she could kick all of our butts blindfolded and with her hands tied behind her back."
At that I got up and headed upstairs to my old bedroom. Once I got there I looked around, noting the changes and the similarities from the last time I had been in that room. The last time before the final battle. The last time before I died. With that morbid thought I dropped into bed and fell asleep.
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Percy's POV:
As the quiet noises of morning seep into my thoughts, I sense the bright light of Apollo's Sun chariot shining down through the room's window. Dam you Apollo. Why can't you just tone it down for once in your freaking immortal life? I hate mornings. Slowly sitting up I glance around before confirming that I am completely alone. Yes, lazy way of getting ready here I come. Snapping my fingers, I flash into a new set of clothes, well the same ones but a new pair, and clean myself off. Flashing my teeth and hair clean, I pull my hair back into a ponytail.
Getting up I fold the blanket and put it on top of the pillow, before setting them down against the wall. I guess some of Chaos's training has stuck, the old Percy wasn't exactly the neatest person in the world. Probably comes with being in an 'army' of sorts. I remember how much Annabeth would harass me to clean up my cabin back at camp. Those were the good days, well aside from the whole fighting for our lives against the monsters that wanted to kill us and in the wars the gods left for us to fight.
Walking over to the door, I begin to head downstairs where I hear the others eating breakfast. Summoning an apple out of the air before I walk around into their line of sight, I take a bite then enter the dining room. Sitting down in the same empty chair from yesterday, I greet everyone at the table.
"What are you planning on doing today Percy?" asks Charlie who is sitting to my right.
"Well I had been planning on scouting out a place before setting up camp."
"Camp," Molly starts, "What are you talking about camp Percy darling. You're welcome to stay here with us."
"While I'm great full for the offer ma'am I'd be more comfortable in my own camp. I don't want to intrude anyways. Spend the time until the school year starts catching up with Fred, and Mischief, campsite will be in the usual parameters if you need me." With that I got up, slung my backpack over my shoulder, and headed out the front door before they could say anything against it.