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Welcome to Camp, Miss. Oracle

Elizabeth:

"Guys, I've been thinking.." I began. It was middle of the third term, the threats of finals were starting to rise up out of control to the point where most students were in the infirmary for stress and depression. I was a fifth-year along with my only friends besides the Weasley twins.

The Weasley twins were planning to take off, away from Umbridge. Ugh, that lady was almost as horrible as Malfoy. She had been tortured by me even more than Voldemort himself had done. I wanted to get away from this stress, it was piling on me like Atlas holding up the sky in Greek mythology.

"That's not a good idea.." Kaelyn remarked, sassy layered in her voice. Ignoring Kaelyn's comment, I moved on.

"Anyway, I was thinking. We've always been ahead of the game in school. Next year, we're going to be learning on how to Apparate, right? Well, I've heard it's really hard. We've got to learn, especially if we want to defeat Voldemort and join the Order." I continued, obviously the part of the Order was in mostly my opinion. Both my parents were in the Order, Fred and George were.. kind of, I really wanted to join.

Almost immediately, Grace and Terra shook their head vigorously. Hannah had an skeptical look, and Kaelyn looked dumbfounded.

"That's a great idea!" Grace encouraged. I grinned, normally Grace would be the one that would encourage them getting ahead of the game. Terra, too, I had suspected. I thought Kaelyn would be encouraging the idea, too.

"Don't encourage that!" Hannah protested. She looked at Kaelyn for some help in the situation who didn't return Hannah's look. I excepted that much. As usually, my hypothesis was correct. Except my hypotheses are usually incorrect, although I'd never admit that aloud.

"That's the most brilliant idea, ever." Kaelyn grinned, joining Terra and Grace on a tiny chat on how they could perform Apparation.

"Come on, guys. These crazy ideas were awesome when we were younger, but now we have Umbridge and Voldemort to worry about." Hannah protested. Luckily, I had the perfect counter-claim to rebuttal that Hannah would never see coming, that would blind her like seeing shirtless Josh Hutcherson.

"Don't be a stickler, Hannah." I delivered my final blow. Remember, we're teenagers. Crazy, influenced teenagers. Yes, even Hannah was a crazy teenager, who knew? Anyway, studies show that teenagers and preteens are the most influenced by their peers. And yes, I totally always use peer pressure to get me and friends to do something completely and utterly foolish. But everything ends up good in the end.

Hannah puffs, I grin. It worked. Grace, Terra, Kaelyn, and I all stared at Hannah hopefully. It wouldn't be any fun without Hannah. Unless she brings Draco.

"Fine. But if we get in any trouble.. I'm going to kill you." Hannah threatens, her eyebrow raised. I didn't listen to the threat, instead dancing around grabbing books on Apparation from the shelves of Julie Throne's room. I loved this place. I still, after almost five years, haven't read all the books in these shelves.

Everyone began studying up. Turns out, my friends are really slow readers. When I finished my first book, I went down to lunch and got everyone food. When I finished my third, they were all done their first.

"Okay, everyone know enough about Apparition?" I asked as Terra finished the last sentence in her book. They all rolled their eyes, and I grinned with success.

"No.." Grace said sarcastically. I guess that's what I get for asking stupid questions. It was nicer than what I did to Ron whenever he asked stupid questions.

"Everyone ready then?" I asked and the five of us joined in the middle of the room. They all nodded at my question and we began taking hands. I gripped Hannah's and Terra's hands, unsure of what we were actually doing.

"Together?" Kaelyn asked, her voice didn't shake once.

"Technically, it's not safe for us to go together because then we could get Splinched. The probably now is probably, eighty-eight percent, of us getting Splinched. A, we haven't ever done this before a B-" I say, before getting cut off.

"Shut it C3-P0," Terra said. Suddenly, they started disappearing together. They were doing it all wrong. Whoever started it caused some sort of chain reaction, maybe, in each of us. We all disappeared.

Reading about love, you feel only that every love has to be like the one your are reading about. Is that similar to pain? When you read about pain, you feel the pain almost immediately, but there are so many kinds of pain. Pain of Apparation is the worst pain of everything. I knew i was going to be Splinched even before I landed.

Sure enough, blood sprouted from almost every place on my body that had even been cut. The scars from my previous school years bled the worst, it was like they remembered being cut open and wanted to stay that way. I screamed out in pure agony.

My vision was clouded by pain and tears, I'm unable to see if I have killed or harmed my friends by dragging them into this mess. Or where we are. I can't do it. I can't think. I barely remember how to breath as I scream again.

I shouldn't of told everyone my plan. We should've listened to Hannah. I truly am a despicable person, I led my friends to their and my own doom.

I can barely make out a shape in my pain, someone is there. They touch my hand. Warm, beautiful heat fills my twisting and convulsing body. The heat seems to be of magical origin, but I can't identify which spell, how it works, or even who it's coming from.

As soon as the sensation leaves my body, I feel vulnerable but alive. My scars have formed back together into the tightness they were the hour before. How long have I laid here, convulsing?

My hand reaches to my face as I wipe the tears away. I feel fresh grass and a root of a tree or two on my back. I open my eyes and see a girl with startling sky-blue eyes. She looks at me with a concerned expression, but even that look is scary. Like she's calculating my every move, waiting like a panther on its haunches, ready to pounce, to eat.

"Come on," The girl says, she helps me up. I find myself with no feeling in my toes or mouth. A different sensation flows through my veils, this one calming and it almost makes me want to fall asleep.

"Who are you?" I try to ask, but my mouth is frozen. No. It's like one of those memories from the past or visions from the future. No, wait, I can move my finger. There's a different reason I can't move. Their has to.

"I'll get you into, Camp. You don't look too good." The girl said. Her armor platters against my wand. Wait. Armor? Yes, I wasn't hallucinating it.

The girl was decked out in full Greek armour. She held a weapon, made of bronze, a sword. On her back was a quiver of arrows but no bow was to be found. As the girl passed a bag of things, she grabbing the bag and a metal dog appears at her side, looking like he was ready to take commands.

Suddenly, I see green mist start flowing through my mouth as I feel myself go still. It seems like a blackout, I am in complete darkness and can hear almost echoes of the voices which are happening in reality. It makes me remember my time in the Malfoy Cellar. I quickly redirect my mind from those horrible thoughts.

After several seconds, I finally have feeling. I'm back. The blue-eyed warrior girl was not the only one now. A group had formed, all staring at her who was laid on the dirt again. Above them, was an old sigh that says, "Camp Halfblood".

Half blood witch? I thought but I doubted their was camp with just halfblood witches and wizards. Plus, these kids were all young. My mind screams. My heart races. They have to say something, anything.

"Well, welcome to Camp, Miss. Oracle."