Percy's POV:

I stand there for a few seconds confused, when a girl with bushy brown hair walks up to me.

"Are you looking for train nine and three quarters?"

I nod, thinking maybe I'm not going crazy.

She smiles,"I'm going to Hogwarts too. Just follow me and no matter what don't stop walking."

She walks away and I follow her. Then she starts walking toward a wall.

I'm just about to warn her, but she look at me and says,"Don't worry, just keep walking."

I begin thinking maybe she is going crazy, but then again I'm still following her, so...

Then we both walk right into a wall.

And like the man I am, I let out a small and sharp yelp.

Glancing up warily, I see a sign that says '9 3/4'.

"Woah." I say, at a lost for words. 

The girl laughs. "Yeah, the first time I did that I was close to terrified it wouldn't work."

"Yeah." I force out a laugh nervously.

Suddenly the girl gets serious. "Do you have any friends or anyone to sit with on the train?"

I shake my head. "You're the only person I've met so far that goes to this... school."

She nods glancing around. "Okay well in that case, you can sit with my friends and I. I'm sure they wouldn't mind some company." She said this like a fact, not like a question.

Great, I think sort of disappointed, I get to sit with a bunch of girls.

She walks into the train and I follow her past different compartments, muttering apologies when I bumped into someone.

I get a bad feeling in my gut and I reach into my pocket and finger Riptide.

Suddenly I get roughly pushed to the side by some blonde kid.

"Excuse you?" I retort loudly at his back and he ignores me and pushes others out of his way.

The girl turns around and shrugs at me. "Ignore him, he's like that to everyone."

She turns and walks inside one of the compartments and sits down. I stand by the doorway, awkardly.

Inside are two boys. Definetly not girls. One has flamming red hair, and the other has dark black hair.

The boys look at me, stopping during mid-laugh. 

"Hey." I say like an idiot.

"Hello." They say back.

I stand there in uncomfortable silence for a few seconds until the girl says,"Honestly guys, can you not do anything execpt for saying 'hello'."

She turns to me and gestures to the space on the seat next to her and infront of the redhead. "Sit."

I sit not wanting to argue.

Then she points to herself,"I'm Hermione Granger."

Hermione stares to the redhead. "Ron, I'm assuming your old enough to introduce yourself."

The boy just laughs. "Firstly, That's a ridiculous thing to assume, and you already did."

Hermione gives Ron a look but knows she lost. "Fine."

I sit there smiling, trying not to laugh.

The boy with black hair says,"I'm Harry Potter."

Everyone stares at me, as if waiting for a reaction.

"Um," I say nervously,"why are you all looking at me?"

Harry looks surprised. "You haven't heard of me before? I thought all wizards knew about me."

Before I could answer Herminoe said,"Is your mom or dad either a witch or a wizard?"

I shake my head.

Well, I'm telling the truth. None of my parents are wizards or witches. They didn't ask are any of your parents a god.

Hermione was the first to say something. "Well nothing is wrong with that. I'm the same way. Some people call us mudbloods. Which is not a compliment. So if someone does call you that, teach them a lesson."

Ron rolls his eyes. "Hermione you're basically telling him to get in a fight on the first day of school."

He then turns to look at me."What's your name, mate?"

"Percy Jackson." I wait, almost expecting a reaction.

Then I almost smack myself. They wouldn't know me. I'm a demigod, they're wizards.

"So," Harry says,"I'm guessing you didn't grow up around here because you have an accent."

I attempt to talk in an English accent. "Why how ever did you figure that out?"

Harry laughed. "That was such a bad impersonation. I can already tell you're American from your accent. But you came all the way here for Hogwarts?"

"Apparently."

"That's interesting." Hermione comments. "Doesn't American has a school like Hogwarts?"

"I wanted to go to the best."

"Wicked! Mother would never let me go to anywhere but Hogwarts." Ron exclaimed.

The two boys continued having their conversation, and I just played with my pen, twirling it in my hand.

Trying to ignore the suspicious looks Hermione was giving me.