YA Fantasy Showdown

Hermione Granger
Percy Jackson

Hermione walked quickly through Hogsmeade, silently scolding herself for getting so caught up in reading the new book she had borrowed from the library. She didn't even have a chance to look in Honeydukes. But worse than that, she had been left behind and now had to hurry back to the castle before anyone notices she is gone.

Glancing at the retreating sun, Hermione decided she would get to Hogwarts much faster if she ran. So, picking up the pace, Hermione rounded the corner... and ran straight into another running figure. Both of them fell to the ground, arms and legs splaying everywhere.

"I'm so sorry about that, I was in a bit of a hurry." Hermione said, as she picked herself up off the ground and dusted her clothes off. She then glanced up at the other person, who happened to be a boy, probably around her age. He looked unfamiliar, but she just figured that he was in another year and house.

Percy stood up also, unsure of what to say back since he wasn't expecting to run into anyone... especially not literally. Chiron told him that on one would be out at this time, and that it would be perfectly safe for him when he went to look for the new entrance to the Underworld. Percy had no idea why in the name of Zeus they would want to put the entrance here, especially since there was obviously a lot of people running around that might think it was suspicious if a boy disappeared into an alleyway. Luckily, Percy didn’t even have the chance to say anything, because the girl just kept on talking.

"Have you been sent to find me? Oh, Professor McGonagall is going to be furious with me. I really hope she doesn't take any points away from Gryffindor. That would put Slytherin ahead of us. I-”

“Um, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Now if you excuse me, I have somewhere I need to go” Percy attempted to slide past the girl, but she side-stepped just as he did, continuing to block him.

“Wait a minute... Are you even a student at Hogwarts?” Hermione looked more closely at the boy, not seeing a wand anywhere on him.

“Uh, I still don’t know what you’re talking about, so if you could excuse me, I need to get through. I’m kind of in a hurry, and I thought you were too.” Percy once again tried to escape, but Hermione again blocked him.

“Well, since you obviously aren‘t a student, and that means you really shouldn’t be here.” Hermione replied matter-a-factly, her right hand hovering over the pocket that held her wand.

“Ok, listen, I really don’t want to do this, especially since I don’t even know you, but you give me no choice.” At that, Percy glanced around him, making sure there was a sufficient number of puddles around him.

Hermione gasped as she watched the water from all the nearby puddles rise up to form huge walls on either side of the boy. Which spell was that? And how did he do it without a wand? Deciding that this must be some new form of Dark Magic, Hermione pulled out her wand.


The spell hit Percy right in the middle of the chest, causing him to stumble backwards. The walls of water instantly fell, re-forming themselves back into puddles.

“What was that?!? Are you a half-blood too?” Percy asked, staring at the girl in amazement.

“A half-blood? I’m a muggle-born! What difference does it make anyways? A muggle-born can be just as good with magic as a half-blood or a pure-blood and I‘m sick of people thinking otherwise. ” Hermione sniffed, offended.

Percy shook his head. There was no use in trying to talk to this girl. She didn’t make any sense at all, and he was getting absolutely nowhere. So, with one swift motion of his arm, the puddles sprang up once more, and before she had time to do anything with that stick of hers again, the water shot at the girl and knocked her to the ground. Percy really did feel bad about having to do that, but she really was getting on his last nerve, and he had somewhere to be...

Predicted winner: Percy