Hi Hogwarts! I'm Dead!

I might be slightly dead

Well... I said it would be long. And it is.

I would have updated yesterday since I was nearly done, but yesterday I pulled a muscle in my back. And for anyone who hasn't done that, let's just say it hurts. A lot. And I wouldn't suggest doing it since every position you're in hurts. I'm getting better though so yay

Anywho... enjoy!

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Annabeth

They elected me, along with Luna, to go talk to McGonagall as we were less likely to get detention if she said no. I wasn't sure to take offense a that or thank them.

I was nervous but also excited. If she said yes, Magnus could heal Percy and the nightmares would stop.

I had talked to Piper about it recently because she was often there to help calm him down after particularly bad ones. She seemed worried about it, but whenever I talked with Percy he acted like it didn't bother him.

I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts. We had arrived at her door, and Luna shared a quick, nervous glance with me before knocking.

After a second or two, a voice said, "Come in," and I opened the door.

The professor was at her desk, grading papers by the looks of it. She looked up tiredly to see who it was, and she looked shocked for a second. I guess we weren't the people she was expecting.

"Miss Chase, Miss Lovegood. What are you doing here?" she asked us, putting her quill down.

"Well, we were wondering professor," I started, but stopped and turned to Luna. It might seem silly, but I had never lied to a teacher before. I thought it rude to lie to someone who works so hard for such little pay, to give you free education.

Thankfully Luna took it up, "There's this big fancy event back at our school in America. It's only for the 8th and 9th years, so we were planning to go but forgot about it until we got here. Could we maybe take a few days off? We really miss our friends because we only see them during the school year," Luna said and took a breath to continue, but McGonagall cut her off.

"Of course you can go. I assume you're not the only one who wants to go?" She said with a knowing smile. How do teachers do that? Can they read minds? Or expressions like satyrs?

"Um yeah, some people just go for the summer program. There's Luna Lovegood, Draco Malfoy, Connor... uh I don't actually know his last name. Oh, and Snape," I said, mentally promising myself to give him a nice bruise later for faking his death.

McGonagall (once again) looked shocked at hearing Snape's name on the list. I guess she thought she knew her coworker better than she does.

"Severus?" she said, curiously. "But he went to school here, taught here. I've never heard of him going to a school in America."

"Oh," I said, my mind rapidly thinking of an excuse, "He came over the summer to teach a potions class. Some people stay for the summer to get extra help and study if they don't have a place to stay."

She nodded and waved us out, seemingly tired from late nights grading papers.

----Fred is back boiiiiis. He has been keeping a close watch on his family and has decided to possess spiders to scare Ron until he stops being a git. Forward to an empty classroom (the whole gang's there)-----

"So she said yes, we can go. I told her we'd be gone for three days, and we leave tomorrow. A bunch of summer campers are coming to meet you guys and see Skittles and Sev. That includes the Stoll brothers, so pack extra underpants and sheets. Any questions?" I looked around at the group of 12 nodding their heads toward me. (I think it's 12, may be wrong. Anyone know what day it is? I sure don't)