Percy's P.O.V

I went to Annabeth where she was reading a book. I formed a ball of water and snuck up behind her. I made the water go above Annabeth's head and dropped it. She shrieked as she got soaked and dripping wet.

"Perseus Jackson!" She shouted and turned to me. I whistled innocently and looked away.

"You are so going to get it!" She screamed.

"Okay, I'm sorry." I said and touched her shoulder. She instantly turned dry. I then touched her book and it was free of water. We sat on the beach and she leaned her head on my chest. I stroked her hair while she read her book. I sighed in content and realised that I wouldn't be here for about a year. That though made me sad.

"Percy?" Chiron called. I sighed sadly.

"I think that I have to go now." I told Annabeth.

"I'm gonna miss you Seaweed Brain." She replied and hugged me.

"I'm gonna miss you too Wise Girl." I said and buried my face in her hair. I unwillingly got up and left her. Chiron waited for me next to Thalia's tree, my suitcase next to him.

"Hey Chiron." I said.

"Are you ready?" He asked.

"I guess." I said and shrugged. He brought out a small bag and handed it to me.

"What's in here?" I asked.

"Floo powder." He replied.

"Wait, did you say flea

powder?" I asked.

"No. Floo powder. It's a mode of transport that the wizards use." He made a small fire on the ground.

"Take a handful of powder and throw it into the fire. Then step into it and say in a clear voice "diagon alley." When you are there, go into the Leaky Cauldron and find Tom the bartender. He is half demigod and half wizard. He will help you and show you around. The next day you must go to Kingscross train Station and go onto platform 9 3/4. Be safe and don't let anyone know what we are." He said.

"Okay." I put my hand in the bag and pulled out a handful of powder. I threw it into fire and it turned emerald green. Okay. This is crazy but okay. I stepped in the fire.

"Goodbye Percy. Good luck." He called. I slowly stepped into the fire.

"Diagon Alley."

Me: I do not own PJO or HP. Rick Riordan is the owner of PJO and J.K.Rowling owns HP.
Annabeth: hello jasminebauer7.
Me: Oh, Hello Annabeth.
Annabeth: How's percy?
Me: you spoke to him earlier this chapter.
Annabeth: I know, but I miss him already.
Me: aaaw. Full support of Percabeth.
Annabeth: percawha?
Me: never mind.