After they had had the lunch of their lives, Sirius and Cressida had taken Percy's hands and he had apparated them away to The Jackson-Olympia Manor.

Currently, they both were standing outside the gates, their jaws hanging open. Percy just smiled when they stared at the magnificent Pegasus statues standing at guard to The Manor. "Let's step in, shall we?" Percy asked when he realised they weren't going to move anytime soon.

All this wasn't new to him. He had seen Olympus and his Father's kingdom and this Manor had nothing on those two. "Huh? Y-yeah." Cris answered, slightly embarrassed. Percy shook his head and led them inside.

"Percy you had said that we are going home. This an estate! I had thought it would be a sweet, small house considering it had only two occupants until now!" Percy only laughed at her accusing tone.

They walked past the well kept garden on both sides, a beautiful fountain in the middle of the pathway and Cressida couldn't help but wonder about the mystical forest around them.

The Manor itself was huge and very very elegant done in white with accents of blue and gold. They stepped inside the foyer. The interiors were beautifully furnished to say the least. "Dad!" Percy called.

"Coming, Percy!" A tall and very handsome man came down the stairs, dressed in a lose shirt and black tracks. He looked like an older Percy. Now Cressida was pretty sure where Percy had inherited that cool and effortless attitude.

"Hello Cressida! Sirius!" Uncle Poseidon greeted them. They both nodded, Sirius stepping forward to shake his hand. "Why don't you guys rest? I'll see you all at dinner tonight. Percy." "Yes dad. I'll just go and show them their rooms." "Okay."

"Come on guys." Cressida and Sirius followed Percy upstairs. He was showing them around while walking them to their rooms. First, they stopped by Sirius' room. Like every other room, his name was etched on the door in gold.

When Percy pushed the door open, she heard Siri gasp. She followed her Godfather inside and was shocked too. The room was beautiful and had a homey feel to it. Done in deep burgundy and metallic gold, the room was perfect for any Gryffindor at heart. It even had a small hearth, fire in it crackling away merrily. The room was shockingly cool, a slight chill to it that made it comfortable. A king-size bed lay against the wall, curtains tied to the posts. A wooden coffee table and comfy armchairs rested in a corner. There was also a bookcase. With all sorts of books arranged in it.

Sirius decided to take a nap so Cressida pulled Percy away from the room. Eager to see her own.

Percy then led her to the end of the corridor. There two doors were present, opposite to each other. On both the doors were the names of the occupants. She was shocked to find Percy's name written on one of them while her own was etched onto the other.

She hesitantly pushed her door open. When she stepped inside, Cressida beamed. Her room mirrored Sirius'. The only differences were the television, a painting above the mantle piece  and an enlarged, still photograph of........... her parents?

She turned around and saw Percy smile at her as he leaned against the door frame. She hugged him as hard as she could. "Thank you Percy! Thank you so so much!" She felt tears fall down her cheeks as she buried her face in his chest. "Hey, hey. Why are you crying? Did you not like the room?" He asked her. "No, I love it. Thank you for putting so much thought into my room. It's beyond beautiful."

She finally pulled out of the embrace and collapsed on the bed. Percy chuckled."Tired, I see." Then her face lit up. "I have yet to see your room, Percy." "Is that necessary?"

Her eyes widened in the impersonation of a puppy, her lip jutted out in a pout. "Please." She practically purred. Percy sighed. "Okay, fine." So, she found herself in front of the room with 'Perseus' etched on the navy blue door. She couldn't help but gape when she stepped inside the magnificent room done in shades of blue and green accentuated with silver and bronze.

There was a coffee table and a comfortable sofa on one end of the room. A king-size bed decorated in linen rested against the wall. A guitar hung near the bookcase. Photographs took up most of one of the walls.

"Wow, Percy! Your room is beauteous!" Cressida exclaimed. Percy just smiled. "Come on, Cris. You need to rest after the long day you just had. Besides, you have to take your medicines as well." Cressida pouted but agreed nonetheless.

Soon, she found herself tucked in after having taken her medicines. The soft sheets and the homey feel of the room, no, her room lulled her to sleep.

That's a wrap for today guys. I hope this chapter wasn't too boring for you. I know these are introductory chapters and will probably bore the heck out of you. And am sorry for the same. Have a good day( in which ever time zone you are)

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