Percy Jackson, Grandson of Voldemort

Sortie the Sorting Hat

"You don't know how to save them?!" Charlie yells, having his hopes crushed.

"Nope." Percy says, popping the P. Charlie and Bill sigh, looking at the door to see Nico with a creepy smile, and Jason who looks like a ghost.

"Woah, Jay you're a ghost!" Percy shouts, jumping up and looking ready to panic. "Quick Nico, bring him back!"

"Percy he's not a ghost, he's just suffering some mental trauma from your reeducation session." Nico says with a smirk that makes Charlie and Bill back up with a cold feeling spreading over them.

"Trauma...but I only taught him that gummy bears are trying to take over the world, that the blue ones are good and the red ones will make you explode. Oh, and the yellow ones make you hiccup, wait no it's the oranges that do that, the yellows make you die from excessive joy. Oh and those fruit gummies give you powers, like the time I ate the orange one I pulled a Leo stunt...um..." Percy glances at Jason, and seeing that he's so despondent he looks to Charlie and Bill and whispers, "The yellow fruits make you a drama queen."

Nico bursts into laughter shocking Percy who looks like the world is ending. "Percy, please eat a yellow one right now!"

"The worlds ending! Oh, and I'm out of yellow fruit gummies because Hera won't give me any more..." Percy complained at the end. Bully Hera not sharing the gummies, she erased my memories, she should at least give me more than twelve gummies with weird effects. The poor fishy I fed the black one to turned into a skeleton, I forgot to have Nico see if he can fix poor Mr. Fish JR.

"Hera gave them to you? Percy listen closely, if a stranger gives you food you don't eat it." Jason said, suddenly filled with life.

"Hera's not a stranger, she's my..." Percy's next words were muffled by Nico's palm.

"She's a stranger until further notice, treat her like one until we say you can be friendly." Jason says with a look that makes Percy obediently nod his head.

"Oh, right, Charlie the way to fix the killers is known by the gods, we'll ask them the next time we see one." Nico says, having heard the conversation. Nico's a stalker listening to my conversations! Wait, if the three are killers and strangers doesn't that make it all the more reason to avoid them?'

"Percy, Nico, Jason, are you three up there?!" Molly yells, and the three walk down, with Charlie and Bill. "Oh good, Dumbledore has brought the sorting hat to sort you three."

"The sorting hat...I'm not going to ask, lead us to the mystic sorting hat." Jason says, hiding a smile. Percy rolls his eyes, and Nico smirks. The six walk into the living room where everyone else is waiting. A hat is on the stool next to where Dumbledore stands.

"You three it's time to be sorted into your house, I believe Charlie and Bill explained the houses to you." Dumbledore says, the three nodding. 'Right, Griffon, Puff, Raven or Snakie, I like Puffs the best since there fluffy, wait are puffs fluffy? What are puffs, hmm...I know! I'll create a new species called the puffs and make them fluffy balls that love hugs! HUGS ARE EVIL!'

"Percy whatever your thinking, your going to need to pause the thought and come back to the now." Jason says, stifling a laugh at Percy's blank expression. Percy snapped out of his normal *Abnormal* thoughts and looked at Dumbledore.

"I had asked you to come forward and take a seat if you will Percy." Dumbledore repeats. Percy walks forward, sitting on the stool. Dumbledore placed the old hat on Percy's head.

Sorting Hat: How unusual, I can't read your memories at all. I see you're a child of one of the Olympians, that explains the mental barriers. Lower the barriers, I must see your memories to sort you.