Astraea Phoenix Black the 𝖌𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖊𝖓 𝖌𝖎𝖗𝖑 of Hogwarts,the girl who captured the heart of the chosen one,she has many secrets,secrets that will hurt the people closest to her
What happens when two worlds collide and one person is left in the mi...
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.....~ The Warrior ~....
But if you recognise yourself in these pages - if you feel something stirring inside - stop reading immediately. The wizards in the room narrow there eyes at the Golden girl.While the Demi-gods nod
You might be one of us and once you know that,it's only a matter of time before they serve it too,and they'll come for you. The gods look at Percy and Astraea to see some sort of answer to if is how they felt, however they got nothing in response.
Don't say I didn't warn you. "You didn't warn me"Tara said annoying the boy
My name is Percy Jackson "No it's Perry Johnson"the Demi-gods shouted
I'm twelve years old.Until a few months ago,I was a birding school student at Yancy Academy,a private school for troubled kids in upstate New York
Am I a troubled kid? "Yes!"
Yes.You could say that. "Awww he's self aware!"Astraea said in a nocking tone earning a betrayed look from Percy and the rest of them to laught (even the gods and Harry)
I could start at any point in my short miserable life to prove it,but things really start going bad last May,when our sixth-grade class took a filed trip to Manhattan twenty-eight mental-case kids and two teachers on a yellow school bus,heading to the Metropolitan Museum of art to look at Ancient Greek and Roman stuff "Sounds like heaven"Annabeth and Tara say thinking about it earning a look of agreement from there mother and discus from the rest of the hall (except Hermione)
I know-it sounds like torture.Most Yancy field trips were. Astraea agreed with a small hum causing the Hogwarts students to look at her confused.
But Mr Brunner,our Latin teacher,was leading this trio so I had hopes.Mr Brunner was this middle-aged guy in a motorized wheelchair. He had thinning hair and a scruffy beard and a frayed tweed jacket, which always smelt like coffee. You wouldn't think he'd be cool, but he told stories and jokes and let us play games in class.
He also has this awesome Collection of Roman armour and weapons, so he was the only teacher whose trip didn't put me to sleep. "You should fall asleep in class Jackson"Tara said with a pointed look (she's obviously the mom of the group)
I hope the trip would be okay. At least, I hope that for once I wouldn't get in trouble.
Boy,was I wrong. See bad hinge happen to me on friend trips.
•_______________________________• A/N~ next chapter will have drama 🎭 And they will take a brake from reading
Lol it's only the first two pages 😂
Also the chapters are going to be longer from now on so I can get to the good part
