Hello everyone! Today I am going to be participating in Kate's writing chain! The prompt that I am choosing is to imagine a fictional character in another fictional world. So I choose Hermione and I'm going to put her in the PJO world :D
Note: I added some stuff for the purpose of the story
"Ron, I'm going out to town." Hermione walked over to her bedside table and grabbed her old bag. On her way out, she planted a kiss on his face.
"Alright darling, don't be out for too long, it's almost dinnertime." Ron replied, returning the kiss.
"Mum, mum, wait!" Hugo ran down the stairs, panting. "Don't forget the chocolate frogs!"
Hermione smiled and kissed Hugo on the head. "I'll bring them sweetheart." She stood back up and walked out the door.
Before she Apparated to the Leaky Cauldron, Hermione noticed a rather peculiar looking necklace on the grass. It had several beads and a trident pendant hanging from the twine.
She picked this up and examined it. It didn't look like something that Rose or Hugo would wear. She pulled out her wand and thoroughly examined it. The necklace wasn't magical.
While she was carefully looking at it, a young boy in an orange t-shirt came running towards her. He had jet black hair and the most interesting eyes. His shirt read Camp Halfblood.
Is he a wizard? Hermione wondered.
"I think that's mine, um thanks." the boy took it out of her hand and smiled.
He stood and started to concentrate.
"What are you doing?" Hermione asked, glaring at the boy. The boy realized he was far from home, this lady's accent was not like his.
"I'm trying to get back to my home, this might look weird, I know, just forget you ever saw me" the boy had an odd accent, Hermione had never heard it before.
"Oh, I think I can help. Take my hand and think of your home, and you'll be there." Hermione held out her hand and smiled at the boy.
The boy nervously took Hermione's hand and closed his eyes.
"Camp Halfblood" he muttered.
When he opened his eyes, he was back home, but Hermione, the woman who had helped him was a young girl, around his age. What happened? Is this woman a witch or something?
Hermione felt shorter, she looked at herself. She was her 15 year old self.
She looked around at his "home", it looked strangely like a camp. Camp Halfblood, of course. Who is this kid
The two turned to each other and said:
"What are you?"
This is pretty bad, but it was fun to write!! You guys should go check out Kate's writing chain on her blog!
Mkay bye,
Noor
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Note: I added some stuff for the purpose of the story
"Ron, I'm going out to town." Hermione walked over to her bedside table and grabbed her old bag. On her way out, she planted a kiss on his face.
"Alright darling, don't be out for too long, it's almost dinnertime." Ron replied, returning the kiss.
"Mum, mum, wait!" Hugo ran down the stairs, panting. "Don't forget the chocolate frogs!"
Hermione smiled and kissed Hugo on the head. "I'll bring them sweetheart." She stood back up and walked out the door.
Before she Apparated to the Leaky Cauldron, Hermione noticed a rather peculiar looking necklace on the grass. It had several beads and a trident pendant hanging from the twine.
She picked this up and examined it. It didn't look like something that Rose or Hugo would wear. She pulled out her wand and thoroughly examined it. The necklace wasn't magical.
While she was carefully looking at it, a young boy in an orange t-shirt came running towards her. He had jet black hair and the most interesting eyes. His shirt read Camp Halfblood.
Is he a wizard? Hermione wondered.
"I think that's mine, um thanks." the boy took it out of her hand and smiled.
He stood and started to concentrate.
"What are you doing?" Hermione asked, glaring at the boy. The boy realized he was far from home, this lady's accent was not like his.
"I'm trying to get back to my home, this might look weird, I know, just forget you ever saw me" the boy had an odd accent, Hermione had never heard it before.
"Oh, I think I can help. Take my hand and think of your home, and you'll be there." Hermione held out her hand and smiled at the boy.
The boy nervously took Hermione's hand and closed his eyes.
"Camp Halfblood" he muttered.
When he opened his eyes, he was back home, but Hermione, the woman who had helped him was a young girl, around his age. What happened? Is this woman a witch or something?
Hermione felt shorter, she looked at herself. She was her 15 year old self.
She looked around at his "home", it looked strangely like a camp. Camp Halfblood, of course. Who is this kid
The two turned to each other and said:
"What are you?"
This is pretty bad, but it was fun to write!! You guys should go check out Kate's writing chain on her blog!
Mkay bye,
Noor
FOLLOW MY INSTAGRAM: @alittlebitofsunshine.blog
Oooh, I love this! Harry Potter x Percy Jackson crossovers are the best!
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This is awesome! :D I love the two worlds.
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ReplyDeleteIt's not bad at all, don't say that.
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That was great Noor! you should so do another one!
ReplyDeleteLove it! I read the first Harry Potter book, tried to read the 2nd and kept quitting it! You're a very talented writer Noor, keep it up!
ReplyDeleteI love this! The Hogwarts world and Percy Jackson world are quite different. It is funny to think what would happen if a character from one went to another world.
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Thanks for posting, Noor! This is really cool!
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