What happens if Camp Half-Blood and Hogwarts collide?

Chapter 5

I did as Professor McGonagall said and went back to my dorm. I tried to think on what we had discussed in her office, but my mind was still trying to accept that it had actually happened at all. Frustrated with how my first day of school went, I decided to try to take a nap, so I left the common room and went up to the fifth year girls' dormitory.

Instead of going to my bed, I sat down at my desk and thought about writing Irah. He might already know what's going on. If he didn't, Chiron was either waiting for me to tell him or for the prophecy to really start moving.

I picked up my quill and set it right back down. Why on earth would I right him a letter when I could just Iris Message him? I thought about the long trip to the nearest bathroom that would actually provide some decent privacy. There's no way I could actually contact Irah without someone walking in on me. Not unless it was the middle of the night, but I'm not Albus or James. I actually try to keep the rules. Not out of fear or morality, but mainly so that I can remain mostly unnoticed.

Maybe a letter would by my best bet. I set my head down on the desk; my mind is too exhausted for this right now. Sluggishly, I picked myself up and plopped onto my bed. Ravenclaws, well, at least the girls in my dorm, have a habit of sleeping on the desks almost as often as the beds, and even though I had no intention of sleeping, I knew that it could head that way pretty quickly.

I didn't crawl under the covers, but I did draw the curtain closed and positioned myself so that I had a clear view of the Quidditch pitch from my window. Madam Hooch had some first years out there, teaching them how to fly brooms for the first time. Well, some of them for the first time. They weren't flying high; they were probably too scared of falling off to risk too much. Definitely not Gryffindor students out there, and since Gryffindor and Slytherin have flying lessons together, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw are out there.

I continued to watch them, allowing their lesson to distract me from my father, Rachel, and the possible destiny that was handed to me. I smiled as I thought of my first riding lesson. Like the muggle-borns, I had never ridden a broom before coming to Hogwarts. It was exhilarating. Never had I ever felt so much freedom. That exhilaration is was prompted me to try out for my house team. Of course I didn't make it for a few years. Last year was my first year on the team, and we had placed second in the house tournament. I wonder when try-outs will be this year and if Captain liked me enough to keep me on as a chaser.

As I sat pondering the irrelevant thoughts, I loss notice of my surroundings, not very smart of me, especially considering my training. I didn't notice that Madam Hooch called time for class and lead the students back up to the castle, so it startled me when I heard my roommates come in.

They were in the middle of a conversation as they always were. The four of them were incredibly close, making my isolation all that much more noticeable to me and to everyone else.

"...just don't see why she couldn't come to classes after lunch."

"Do you think she's in the infirmary?"

"She seemed just fine earlier."

"She never loses track of time, so she's not in the library, unless she skipped classes on purpose."

At that point I decided to give a very audible cough and drew back the curtain to my bed. "Hi."

They all looked shocked to find me there. I stood up and stretched before cracking my knuckles like they hate. I saw Amy flinch at the sound while Rose rolled her eyes.

Martha narrowed her eyes at me. "Where have you been all day?"

I raised one eyebrow. Normally, I at least try to be nice to them, but right now, I'm not exactly in the mood. "I'm sorry, but that's private, and I would like to keep it that way. Is that my make-up work? Thank you, Clara. I think I'll go to the library to get this done."

I pushed past them with the parchment of reading and assignments I needed to catch up on in my hand and my school bag on my shoulder. I knew I would be able to find Albus in the library, and I really needed to talk to him. It would be ideal to talk to Irah since he knew more about the hero prophecy stuff, but I have Albus, and Albus will do fine.