The Chosen One (Earth 7)

XL) "I'm Gonna Knock Draco Out For This."

I didn't really know what to do with that information, definitely not tell anyone but.. I didn't know.

I was confused. Normally Annabeth is the one with the plans so I was out of ideas.

A while later, Hecate came to pick me back up.

"Percy." She smiled at me, "I'm proud of what you did."

Let 3 people die.

Very proud.

"Thanks." I said.

She walked closer twirling a patch of white hair I didn't know I had.

"Not many can survive the curse." She said, "You're strong."

I didn't feel strong.

"Matthew helped."

"Yes. That boy is strong too. It's less common for mortals to survive it." She said.

I nodded and she put an arm on my shoulder, teleporting me back to the castle.

She handed me a set of fresh clothes as well.

"You have blood on this one." She said.

I looked down to realize that my wound was leaking again.

After all that, I wasn't even surprised.

I thanked her before making my way to Madame Pomfrey's.

On my way there, I met up with Harry, Ron and Hermione, who looked at me shocked.

"You're bleeding!" Hermione said.

"I know." I told her.

"Your hair, it's.." Ron said.

"I know."

I opened the door to find Madame Pomfrey gone.

"She's not here." Hermione said.

"Can you help treat me?" I asked.

It felt like my entire body just gave up after holding up the sky. My scars felt reopened, my body felt numb, my legs wobbled.

I sat down on the bed, removing my jacket and shirt.

"Bloody hell!" Ron said, "Looks like a wolf attacked you."

Harry visibly flinched, "What happened?" He asked.

I gave them a weak smile, "I fell."

Hermione raised an eyebrow at me, "You fell?"

"Yup, fell, it was a long way down."

"Even I know that's a terrible excuse." Ron rolled his eyes, "What really happened?"

I sighed, "It's really not that big of a deal." I told them.

My bandages were just coming off, other than that I was A okay.

Okay, also other than the fact that I had lost 2 people in the span of 3 days but we try not to talk about that.

They still looked at me worried but nodded.

"Where's Annabeth and Thalia?" Harry asked.

"Annabeth's with her dad, I think Thalia will visit soon."

"You think?" Ron asked.

I pursed my lips, not sure what to say.

"Are you okay?" Hermione asked.

I gulped, that was not a question I could answer truthfully.

"Fine." I smiled at them.

I slowly pealed the gauze from my skin and my predictions were correct. Holding the sky must've ripped open my partially healed wounds.