Demigods and Wands

Those Weird Teens

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Harry POV

I was back for my remake year at Hogwarts! After meeting up with my friends, and getting my supplies from Diagon Alley, Hermione, Ron, and I finally got onto the train. We passed multiple that were already full, then finally found one that wasn't that full.

There were four teens on the opposite side, three boys, one girl. The girl had dark hair in a braid, and was yelling at a boy with green eyes and brown hair. A boy with black eyes and black hair was yelling at the same boy as the girl, and a blonde boy was trying to calm them all down, with no avail. I could hear the girl yelling something like, "You couldn't have thought of that before?", and the green eyed boy responded with, "I did, but I thought he would explain it!" The boy with black eyes then yelled, "And yet you still didn't ask the second before we left?"

Hermione cleared her throat and knocked on the wall. All four teens looked at us.

"Can we sit here? All the other compartments are full," she asked.

"Sure," the blonde said, motioning at the empty seats.

"What were you arguing about?" I asked as I sat down.

"Someone forgot to address a problem to our guardian," the boy with black eyes said while glaring at Green Eyes.

"What are your names?" Hermione asked. "I'm Hermione."

"Will. This is Nico."

"Reyna."

"Persassy."

"He's Percy," Reyna corrected

"I'm Ron," Ron said quickly, before Percy could respond to Reyna.

"I'm Harry Potter." I waited for them to start asking questions, but they just nodded.

"Wait, why aren't you fangirling?" Ron asked. "That's Harry Potter." I facepalmed.

"Ron-" I started, but Percy interrupted me.

"First off, I only fangirl one thing: Solangelo." Nico and Will glared at Percy. "And two, I know that's Harry Potter, he just said so."

"But he's the Boy Who Lived!" Ron shouted. The teens shrugged as if they didn't care.

"Where are you from?" Hermione asked.

"America," Reyna responded. The train suddenly lurched to a stop. Percy instantly stood.

"We're not there yet, are we? It hasn't been long enough," he said, trying to look out the window with Ron. Frost started to form on the windows, and the temperature dropped.

"Nico..." Will said in a warning tone.

"It wasn't me!" Nico threw his arms up in the arm exasperated. "Gods, you and your assumptions." I didn't have time to ask what they meant, because Ron yelled, "Something's boarding!"

Percy took out a pen for some reason, and Nico had his hand out, as if ready to summon something into it. Reyna had a hand to her waist, and Will looked alert.

"It's a dementor," I said. "I dealt with these in my third year."

A dark figure came outside the compartment, and bony fingers opened the door. All the Americans froze, except for Nico, who seemed to be mumbling something. The dementor looked at me, and I was ready to fight it like a third year.

Done!