Chapter 130: Flying!

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Percy blinked, "what? Like….oh, you think, no, no no! It's not like that at all!" 'She thinks I want to become an animagus!'

"I see...well if you were planning on doing something so foolish I would remind you Mr. Jackson that the animagus transformation is only done by those who have obtained a complete and utter mastery of transfiguration and only under the watchful eye of a skilled teacher. I myself was touted and watched over by Dumbledore himself, so do not even think about trying this on your own," she ended with another hard look.

Percy chuckled, "relax professor, I wouldn't dream of it. I promise I won't try to become an animagus."

"Oh no Mr. Jackson, that is not what I meant," she shook her head, "I said, do not try to do this on your own. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Percy blinked, "wait...you think I can become an animagus?"

"If you wish so then yes," McGonagall nodded.

"Damn….well I'll think about professor," Percy looked at the time and his eyes nearly popped out, "oh crap! It's almost curfew!"

"Then I suggest you get going Mr. Jackson," she dismissed him, "and remember, do not try and do something foolish, pride is not worth all that."

Percy grinned, "don't worry professor, I promise, I have no reason to become an animagus," he turned around and ran towards the Hufflepuff common room, 'because I already am one.'

The next day Percy did his normal routine of flying in the morning before settling in for a late breakfast. As he sat down at the Hufflepuff table and began to eat.

He looked around the hall and noticed something surprising. Harry was sitting with Hermione away from the Gryffindors, again, but someone else was with him.

Susan laughed at something Harry said causing the younger boy to smile happily. Hermione then said something and Harry and Susan turned red, they yelled back at Hermione as the girl hide behind her book.

Percy chuckled, 'good, little monkey needed more friends his age,' Percy saw himself in Harry sometimes, alone, lost, different.

Percy was lucky though, he had him mom to raise him and then later his father to guide him when he learnt of his demigod heritage. But Harry...Harry didn't have any of those.

He was forced to live with a family of Gabes, a fate Percy didn't wish for anyone. The Dursleys were quickly becoming high up on Percy's list of 'shity people', they were at least in the top 10, with Kronos at the head.

Percy swore when he got back home he would prank them all into a mental asylum, stupid mortals.

After breakfast Percy went to The Forest and quickly unpacked everything he bought from Hogsmeade the other day.

He arranged them all in order, Hecate told him time and time again that an organised work space would ensure you didn't fuck up things.

After checking up on his potion Percy quickly wrote down three letters. One for Hecate, one for the veela girls and one for Chanel in particular.

Percy didn't really understand the type of relationship they had, they slept together once and clearly she was interested in him in some way. But either way he figured he might as well write one especially for her.

After writing said letters Percy put them aside and began to work on the quills. By noon he had finished around 20 of them, but after he returned from lunch he had gotten bored. Such is the bane of people with ADHD.

Percy sat down behind his desk and looked over the quills he made for any mistakes. He didn't want to work on them anymore, but he did love reviewing his work, it gave him a sense of pride and satisfaction.

While he looked over the quills a stray thought entered his mind, 'what is I made a quill using one of my own feathers?'

In his pegasus form he had wings. And they were big wings. No one had any idea what would happen if he used a pegasus feather as a quill, and that excited the hell out off him!

Percy got up and stood in the center of the room. He then jumped forward and transformed into his pegasus form, spread his wings out neighing proudly as had become his instinctive action whenever he turned.

Percy brought his wings forward and looked at the feathers. They were sleek, black and very shiny. He needed to remove one, just one, and he knew it was going to be painful.

He brought his left wing up to his mouth and bite down on a feather near the center of his wing. If he lost a feather there it would be the least effect felt on his flying.

Percy closed his eyes and took a deep breath. 'Just like ripping off a band aid, just like ripping of a band aid,' he then jerked his wing away and his head back.

"NEIGH!" Percy yelled in pain as he felt several feathers being ripped off his wing. He shook his wing furiously trying to numb the pain, it wasn't too bad, kind off like pulling out your own hair. Or maybe it was simply Percy's high pain tolerance that made it seem tame.

Percy quickly changed back and took off his hoodie and shirt. He created a mirror and turned around looking at his own back.

There were tiny spots of blood towards his left on his smooth tanned back, if he was to guess it was caused by pulling the feathers.

'So that means the feathers are like my back hair. But since I don't have back hair I just feel the pain from removing skin instead instead of actually losing hair instead. Great, just great.'

Percy quickly clothes himself and looked down at the feathers he pulled out. Percy had pulled out four thick black feathers that were hard and rigid, the steams shined with an almost metallic glow, the feathers glared the light back harshly giving it a silvery shine.

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