《Percy Jackson, son of Voldemort》Chapter 18
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SCOTLAND - HOGWARTS
Percy was beyond exhausted. After stealing the stone, he had came back to his dorm when it was well past midnight and had promptly collapsed on his bed after hiding the damned thing in a secure location.
He was shaken awake by an irate Draco already dressed in uniform. "Wake up Percy, they're announcing the winner of the house cup today I want to get a good seat" the blonde grumbled, frustrated as he had been attempting to wake his friend up for the pass 10 minutes.
"what time is it..." Percy mumbled.
"It's 15 minutes before breakfast Riddle! You're lucky I didn't ditch you already" Percy almost tripped getting to the bathroom after Malfoy said that, no doubt Dumbledore had been suspicious of him for his last name and after last night he was sure Dumbledore suspects him even more.
Percy energised himself with a refreshing shower and changed into suitable robes, most of the stuff he owned had already been packed as tomorrow they would all be returning back to their homes. Percy stole a glance to the hidden compartment in his trunk where he had hidden the stone. He could just imagined the proud look the Dark Lord would give him, that his father would give him. The thought made him grin and he went to the great hall with a slight smile in his face. "What made you so happy?" Draco asked him, an eyebrow raised. "Oh nothing, just exited for the obvious win of Slytherin is all" Percy replied back a bit guilty as he hadn't told Draco.
He knew sooner or later that he should tell Draco of his late night adventure but he didn't want to worry him, especially if the headmaster was already suspicious of him.
When they walked in the the great hall the place was decked with Slytherin green and silver which signified another win for the house of snakes. Percy happily sat down next too Theo and started discussing about mundane topics like the recently finished OWLS. The headmaster finally came up to the podium not long after and started the end of the year feast.
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"Another year gone!" Dumbledore announced cheerfully "and I must trouble you with an old mans wheezing waffle before we sink our teeth into our delicious feast. What a year it has been! Hopefully your heads are a little fuller then they were.. you have the whole summer ahead to get them nice and empty before the next year start."
"Now as I understand it, the house cup needs awarding and the points stand thus: in fourth place Gryffindor with three hundred and twelve points, in third Hufflepuff with three hundred and fifty two, Ravenclaw have four hundred and twenty six and Slytherin with four hundred and seventy two."
The whole Slytherin table erupted in cheering and clapping, Percy cheered along, happy that his house had won for the past seven years. Dumbledore seemed slightly irked, as if he was disappointed and had hoped that Gryffindor would win. The old coot probably did, he was obviously biased towards his old house.
"Yes well, enjoy the feast everyone" Percy didn't need to be told twice and he had one of the best meals he had in a while.
------ time lapse------
The next day Percy was seated comfortably along with Draco aboard the train that would take them back to King Cross station. Percy shut the compartment door and warded it against outsiders .
"So? what did you wanted to tell me Percy?" Draco asked, noticing the strange behaviour his friend was showing. Percy was a little more than nervous, and his ADHD didn't make it any better. He could already feel the hyperactivity wrecking his nerves even more.
With slight hesitation, Percy launched into the tale of stealing the philosophers stone. Draco's expression varied from shock, anger, awe and surprise. He could tell his friend was angry at him for not telling him earlier.
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"And you didn't think it was important to tell me?!" Draco shouted, aware of the wards around the compartment. Percy felt a little more than guilty but he pushed those feelings aside and replied back.
"I'm sorry but the headmaster is already suspicious of my last name I couldn't risk telling you, it was too important" Draco sighed and forgave him but the scowl remained in his face.
Percy got rid of the wards around the compartment to let his other friends in. "There you are! I've been looking for you two for ages" Blaise complained loudly, dramatically collapsing to one of the empty seats earning chuckles around the small compartment. "Please, all you did was complained for the past 15 minutes" Theo muttered, rolling his eyes which as usual resulted in another argument. Percy smiled at the antiques of his friends, something he would miss dearly in the summer.
The rest of the trip was spent arguing about pointless things like which quiditch team was better ("Its obviously the Montrose Magpies!- "Are you kidding? it's the Falmouth Falcons!") and Percy have never felt so relaxed in these pass few hectic weeks. Between making sure his grades are up to standards and getting the stone and keeping an eye out on the golden trio he didn't really had much time for him self.
Once they arrived Kings Cross station Percy felt more than a little sad. He pushed that feeling aside though and turned to Daphne and did the proper pureblood thing to do and kissed Daphne's hand like a true gentlemen to which Daphne just rolled her eyes too.
Her parents were already waiting for her "have a good summer Percy" she said sincerely before walking over to her parents. Blaise and Theo also said their goodbyes and went over to their own families.
Draco turned to him "come on, your father's probably with my parents." And true to his words Tom was talking to both Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy in a much more secluded area of the platform.
Draco walked faster to greet his parents who smiled broadly at him. Lucius clapped him in the shoulder and Narcissa, ever the pureblood she was gracefully dropped to her knees and hugged her little dragon telling him how proud they were. Percy walked over to his father slowly, pushing his trolley to a stop in front of him "and we meet again" Percy murmured, smirking and lowering his head in a slight bow.
The elder Riddle only rolled his eyes and stared intently at him "we will talk at the manor" he murmured and turned to the Malfoys "It was great to see you Lucius, I do believe we have some business to talk about some other time" the Dark Lord stated, making it clear what business he was inferring to.
"Of course my Lord" Lucius replied in hushed tones.
"Don't forget to write to me" Draco told him, lightly punching him in the shoulder. "Who? me? oh I would never" Percy replied back grinning.
Then after saying his goodbyes to the Malfoys, Percy took his fathers arm and they both apparated back to the manor.
His father dramatically spread out his arms and turned to face him with a sly and dark smirk "welcome home Percy."
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