The Tide (Pjo/Hp)

Chapter 5

Remus did his best to ignore all the suspicious looks he was getting from the rest of the student body and most especially Dumbledore, "Hey," he heard a familiar voice shout, "He said that the movies were going to explain everything didn't he," James yelled, "So quit staring at him like he just performed the Merlin's dance," followed Sirius's voice. Even though he appreciated his friends defending him, he couldn't help but frown, he didn't need them to fight his battles for him, he could do it by himself perfectly well.

The screen was hazy, a veil of golden covering and blurring everything as the curly haired girl from before stood in the line of sight, a smirk on her face as she brought a spoon closer to the screen, there was a sudden click as the screen darkened for a moment before opening up once again as if the screen itself blinked, "What will happen at the summer solstice?" she demanded, "What?" a voice croaked, easily identifiable as Percy's. The point of view turned to the side at the sound of a pain filled groan only to show a mop of dirty blonde hair, "What's going on? What was stolen?" the girl's voice was heard saying. Suddenly amber eyes met the screen along with a face filled with scars making the Percy blink, "I'm sorry.....I don't," Percy mumbled, her confused, hazy gaze was still on the scarred boy, "Annie," the boy's soft pained voice spoke up, "Leave the girl alone." The girl-Annabeth scoffed, "But rem-" it was then that once again the screen went completely darkened. 

Remus winced, it was then that he realized that this movie was going to expose all of his most sacred secrets, no one would ever look at him the same, they would all look at him with the same disgust in their eyes or the rare few would look at him pity which he hated almost just as much as the disgust.

When the screen opened up once again, the scenery was breathtaking as the sun rose above sprawling green meadows, dotted with hills and trees. There was a groan making the camera swivel around to show a huge porch with a deck chair that had a blanket covered Percy spread out across it. She blinked furiously as she glanced around.

The breeze smelled like strawberries. There was a blanket over my legs, a pillow behind my neck. All that was great, but my mouth felt like a scorpion had been using it for a nest. My tongue was dry and nasty and every one of my teeth hurt. 

There was a table a next to her that held a tall drink that looked similar to apple juice with a green straw and paper parasol stuck to it, she reached out towards it with shaky hands almost dropping it once she got her hands around it. "Careful," a familiar voice uttered as the camera zoomed out to show Grover leaning against the porch railing wearing blue jeans, converse high tops and a bright orange t-shirt that said 'CAMP HALF-BLOOD', looking just the same as before except for the fact that he looked like he hadn't slept in a week.

It was just plain old Grover, not the goat boy. So maybe I'd had a nightmare. Maybe my mom was okay. We were still on vacation, and we'd stopped here at this big house for some reason. And ... 

Their heart broke for the young girl, seeing the hope on her face as she tried to make it seem like everything that had happened was a nightmare, the worst one she'd had but a just a nightmare still the same.

"You saved me life," Grover muttered, his frown looked perpetual, "I...well, the least I could do ... I went back to the hill." He reverently placed the shoe box he had held in his arms on her lap, "I thought you might want this." The screen zoomed in on inside the box to show the minotaur's horn, black and white with the base jagged from being broken off and the tip splattered with dried blood.

It hadn't been a nightmare after all. 

"The Minotaur," Percy mumbled, staring blankly down at the horn, "Um...Percy," Grover glanced around nervously, "It isn't a good idea"- "That's what they call him in the Greek myth's isn't it?" she demanded, cutting him off, "The Minotaur. Half man - half bull."