Chapter 82 : Michael !

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Percy looked up and gasped, the ceiling had a sky, he knew it must be a charm or something because it wasn't raining indoors. He looked around and found four tables, one for each house with their banner on top of their respective tables. In the back of the hall was a giant table on a raised platform with the teachers sitting behind it. And just before the teacher's table was a three legged stool with a raggedy old hat that looked like it was made out off three dozen different materials.

'That's the sorting hat,' Percy realised as suddenly the hat came alive and started to sing.

"A thousand years or more ago

When I was newly sewn,

There lived four wizards of renown,

Whose names are still well known:

Bold Gryffindor, from the wild moor,

Fair Ravenclaw, from glen,

Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad,

Shrewd Slytherin, from fen.

They shared a wish, a hope, a dream,

They hatched a daring plan

To educate young sorcerers

Thus Hogwarts School began.

Now each of these four founders

Formed their own house, for each

Did value different virtues

In the ones they had to teach.

By Gryffindor, the bravest were

Prized far beyond the rest;

For Ravenclaw, the cleverest

Would always be the best;

For Hufflepuff, hard workers were

Most worthy of admission;

And power-hungry Slytherin

Loved those of great ambition.

While still alive they did divide

Their favourites from the throng,

Yet how to pick the worthy ones

When they were dead and gone?

Twas Gryffindor who found the way,

He whipped me off his head

The founders put some brains in me

So I could choose instead!

Now slip me snug about your ears,

I've never been wrong,

I'll have a look inside your mind

And tell where you belong!"

Everyone in the great hall cheered as the Hat bowed its head at the applause. McGonagall motioned for Percy and the first years to stop while she walked up the stool and picked up the Sorting Hat.

"When I call on your name step up to stoll and I shall place the hat upon your head. Avery, Andrew!"

Slowly one by one the first years were sorted. Andrew was sorted into Ravenclaw, and the one after him was a Puff. They all went up and got sorted, and when their house was announced the crest on their robes magically changed to the crest of their house.

When the first year was done Percy found himself alone in the middle of the hall with everyone staring at him curiously. He looked over the Gryffindor table and found Harry and the others waving at him. Even Fred and George managed to peel their eyes away from the girls around them to give him a roguish grin.

"And now joining our sixth year, Percy Jackson!"

Everyone started to whisper in hushed tones as they watched Percy walk up to the stool The demigod looked down and ground, the thing looked dangerously unstable and very small. He turned to McGonagall, "can I stand instead?"

The transfiguration mistress raised an eyebrow but nodded. Percy bent down and allowed McGonagall to place the hat on his head. The raggy hat went below his eyes and suddenly a voice started speaking in his head.

"Hm let's see...what do we have here? A demigod? That's a new one. Oh! And a son of Poseidon at that! Very powerful, and very dangerous. Hm let's see….not Slytherin, you are much too honest for that. And not Ravenclaw, though you do possess the talent to become powerful, sadly you lack the love of books that a Claw possesses.

"So it all comes down to Gryffindor or Hufflepuff eh? Well you are very brave. Anyone who can stand up to the army of the Titans is more than worthy of joining God's house. But as the goddess of wisdom herself said, your fatal flaw is loyalty. I can see into your mind Jackson, I know that you would have let Olympus burn if that meant your friends and family were safe. You are loyal to a fault, even if it means your own death.

"So tell me, what shall it be? The house of the brave? Or the house of the loyal?"

"I have a choice?" Percy asked in a whisper.

"One always has a choice, even when they think there isn't one."

"I see..." Percy thought to himself. Harry was in Gryffindor and so were most of the friends he had made. Hufflepuff seemed nice also and sounded like a place that valued friendship above all else. In the end it came down to one thing, which would make Percy happy? And the answer was simple.

"I see….very well then, better be HUFFLEPUFF!"

Percy grinned as he took the hat off and gave it to McGonagall. The house of loyalty cheered moderately as Percy walked towards their table. He looked down and saw the Hogwarts crest on his robe turn into a yellow and black shield with a black honey bagger.

Percy looked at Harry who smiled at him giving him a thumbs up. Percy waved back, he was glad Harry wasn't angry that Percy didn't join Gryffindor, but in the end the house of Hufflepuff just sounded more fun. A house of misfits that didn't belong anywhere else? It sounded just like camp.

Percy moved the Hufflepuff table and saw Gordon waving at him. He quickly walked up to the blonde haired boy and sat down, "hello house mate!"

Grodan grinned, "hello Percy. Welcome to Hufflepuff! Let me introduce you around," Gordon pulled a red haired boy with brown eyes and put his hand around his neck, "this here is Michael, my best mate and the laziest boy you will ever meet."

"Hello," Michael yawned as he waved lazily at Percy.

"This is Juan," a blonde haired boy with curly hair waved, "he's part french and fancy himself somewhat of a ladies man."

"That's because I am a ladies man Gordon, certainly more than you," Juan smirked, he spoke without an accent, but the way he pronounces his 'o's told Percy he wasn't raised British.

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