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The Demigods of Hogwarts

Summary:

What if, after Percy and the other demigods died, they were reborn as wizards, and attended school with Harry Potter? Percy and his twin brother Harry must face the truth of his past life, and make sure the pain stays in the other side.

Chapter 1: Hogwarts

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Hi,

   If you like crossovers and one shots, see my one shot page and comment for requests. Enjoy this crossover, I have also invented some new characters and a new sport for Percy, because air, Quiditch, it didn't work.

   Have fun and don't get hurt,

                                                 Jaxon Nightblade


    Percy Jackson stalked into his dorm and plopped onto his bed. Harry, his twin brother, looked up at him. He appeared bored. I

    "What are you doing?" He asked. 

    "Oh, nothing," Percy replied, smiling faintly.
     
    "Heard about your big crush on that Ravenclaw," Harry teased.

    Percy's face burned bright red.

    "Don't you dare tell anyone else," he threatened his brother, but Harry laughed and looked down at his book. Percy contemplated death threats as he rolled out of bed and quickly walked down the stairs into the Gryffindor common room. He looked around the room for his best friend, Jason Grace, but was disappointed to see that he was absent. He must have gone down to breakfast, Percy thought, and he headed out the door. As he closed the portrait of the Fat Lady she said,

    "Remember, Percy, password changes in an hour!" Percy nodded, distracted, and wandered down the corridors to the Great Hall.

    Out of habit he quickly glanced at the Ravenclaw table and saw Annabeth Chase laughing and talking to a skinny boy next to her. Leo Valdez, if he remembered correctly. He surveyed the Gryffindor table and noticed Jason near the middle, sitting with some other Gryffindor third years. He had an arm around Piper, and was discussing Quiditch with Ron Weasley. Percy was about to sit down when he noticed a boy at the Slytherin table watching him. The boy had shaggy black hair, brown eyes and pale skin. He looked about thirteen years old, probably a second year. It was a kid he had heard about often, people saying how creepy he was and that he would turn out to be a dark wizard for sure. His name was Nico di Angelo.

    Percy sat down casually next to Jason and grabbed a sandwich from a plater. Jason was going on and on about Quiditch scores, which Percy didn't particularly care for (he hated being in the air). Percy used the time to look around the room. Most Gryffindors were awake, along with all the Ravenclaws, half the Slytherins, and almost none of the Hufflepuffs. At last, the morning owls came swooping down. Percy spotted the owl he and Harry shared, Hedwig, among the crowd. She dropped two packages and a letter down. Percy assumed one of the presents was Harry's, obviously a new broomstick, presumably from their adopted parents, but the letter and second package were addressed to him. It was from Hades, CA apparently a small town near Los Angelos, in America. According to the map Headwig carried, at least. The package had no name but his own, so he ripped open the letter.

  Percy Jackson,

         Mat these serve you well.

    That was all. He glanced at the package and finally set down the letter and tore it open. It was. . . well, he wasn't really sure what it was. Two small squares of metal were in the bottom of the box, both shiny, so he could see his own reflection. He studied his sea green eyes and sharp jawline. 
 "Hmph," he said brushing the thought out of his mind as the new schedules were passed out.

    Percy Jackson:

      Astronomy

      Care of Magical Creatures

      History of Magic

      Charms

      Transfiguration

      Potions

      Defense Against the Dark Arts

      Herbology

    Good classes. Mostly at least. He wished he could go without the life sucking boredom of Magical History, but no, it was a required item for third years.

    "What did you get?" Jason asked Percy, comparing schedules.

    Almost exactly the same.

   "You signing up for Quiditch this year, Jason?" Jason nodded.

    Then Professor McGonagall came around with the awards, Prefect, Head Boy, and so on. She handed Jason a shiny red badge and said,

    "Congratulations, Mr. Grace. Gryffindor team Quiditch captain."

    He stared at it in awe. Slowy, proudly, he pinned it to his shirt and sat up a bit straighter. Percy resisted the urge to laugh. Several other boys looked heartbroken.

    "Percy Jackson," he snapped to attention.

    "Yes, professor?"

    "You have been appointed captain of the Triving team, congratulations."

    Now it was Jason's turn to try not to laugh as Percy stared at his red badge.