Chapter two:
Harry
"I don't CARE Hermione!" I yelled. D.A, turned their heads to look at us.
"Look, Harry, there's really not much we can do." I paced back in forth.
"Hermione, we can't just LEAVE, these kids here. What did they ever do?! They don't deserve Azkaban." She sighed.
Okay, your probably wondering why we're fighting. And no, it's not over OWLs.
Yesterday, the Ministry claimed that they found "Half-breeds" living right under their noses. So, in the Daily Prophet, there were pictures of the kids, their trainer and info on all of them. Long story short, I want to break them out. So does Hermione, but she doesn't think we can do it.
"Well what do you suggest we do?" I frowned. Then sighed.
"I have no idea." We sat in awkward silence.
"Excuse me Harry, but, I have an idea." I turned to look at Neville.
"What is it?" He cleared his throat.
"Well, why don't we just ask the person who knows the most about them?" Ron frowned.
"You mean their parents?" Neville shook his head.
"No, not them. I meant their trainer. Didn't it say in the Daily Prophet that he was relocated?" I nodded.
"But how would we find him?" Ginny asked. I thought for a moment. I sat up suddenly when it hit me.
"The forbidden forest!! Of course! Neville, you a genius!!" Neville blushed.
"Yea, well...."
"We'll find their trainer in the Forbidden Forest, cause that's where the rest of the centaurs are. Of course!!"
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So, now, here we are, (by we I mean Hermione, Ginny, Fred, George and I) in the Forbidden Forest looking for Chiron.
"So, how do find him again?" Ginny asked. I shrugged.
"Try.......calling out?" Ginny glared at me.
"Charon!! Charon!!" Ron called. Hermione glared at him.
"It's CHIron Ronald! Charon works in the underworld."
"Oh." Ron said sheepishly. Hermione rolled her eyes. What was I going to do with those two?
"Chiron! Chiron!!"
"Shhh....did you hear that?" Fred asked. We all stopped calling and waited.
"It sounds like it's coming from over there." George pointed. I frowned and strained my ears to listen even more.
The bushes by where George pointed rustled. We pulled out our wands and got ready to defend ourselves.
A centaur wearing greek armer walked out of the bushes. In a way, he sort of remind me of Dumbledore, as they both had that look of knowledge in theirs eyes. Only, the centaur didn't have a six foot beard. Instead he had a scruffy one.
"You called?" The centaur asked. Ron fainted.
"Are you.....Chiron?" Hermione asked. He nodded.
"Yes, I am dear child. And you." He looked right at me.
"Are Harry Potter." I nodded.
"Yep. I am." I was used to wizards and witches knowing my name, but it didn't cross my mind that greek heroes did too. Or greek trainers any way.
"I have a student you have lot in common with you Harry. Goes by the name, Percy Jackson?" Hermione frowned.
"I thought his name was Perseus?" Chiron nodded.
"It is. But he prefers Percy." Fred nodded.
"We'll keep that in mind when we rescue him sir." Chiron raised an eyebrow and looked at me.
"You are honestly planing on rescuing them?" I nodded.
"Yes sir. We don't think they belong in Azkaban." Chiron nodded.
"Your right Harry. They don't. But how are seven people going to rescue and entire camp?"
"It's not just the seven of us sir! Harry has an army!" Ginny added. Ron sat and back away from Chiron.
"It's true......sir. He does." Ron added nervously. Chiron sighed.
"It's that I doubt Harry, it's that I doubt whether my students will trust you."
"I'm sure we can convince them somehow." I said. Chiron looked at me then sighed again.
"Alright. But I wouldn't want you to go today. Go tomorrow. And tell Albus that I agree and that I sent you. He'll know what I'm talking about." With that Chiron walked back into the forest.
"What do you think he was talking about?" Fred asked. We shrugged.
"No idea......"
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