The School for Heroes

Chapter four: First Classes and some New friends part one

Chapter four:
Annabeth

My roommates names were: Hermione Granger, Ava Ayala, and Katara.

We were all smart for our ages, and one of the only girls on our "teams" as Ava put it. A weird way of putting it, but I guess that works.

"Annabeth! Wake up! Your gonna be late for your first class, on the FIRST day!!" Hermione's thick accent rang through my empty mind. Weirdly, I didn't have a dream last night. Odd....might be something magic....

"ANNABETH!!" I bolted awake.

"I'm up!" Hermione sighed and threw some of my clothes.

"Here. Get dressed. The rest are already at breakfast, but when you didn't wake up, I decide to wake you up. Oh, and I brought you breakfast." She pointed to some pancakes on a plate. I nodded and quickly got dressed.

"Quick question. How do you stand getting up so early?" Hermione shrugged.

"At Hogwarts we have to get up this early too. I guess I'm just use to it. Now hurry up. Your gonna be late."

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Percy

"Dude, Percy. Wake up." I groaned and rolled over.

"Dude. Harry's muttering stuff in his sleep. Wake up." I frowned and sat up. Above me, Spiderman (well, Peter now. He had took off his mask and stuff last night.) was grinning.

He pointed over to Harry, who was twitching and muttering something in his sleep. I glared at the other two.

"That's not funny guys. He's probably having a nightmare." Aang frowned.

"I thought you said you were fun." I nodded.

"I am, just this isn't funny. It's happens to demigods all the time. He's dreams could be telling him something." Peter snorted.

"Well if it happens to demigods all the time, why weren't you twitching in YOUR sleep? Better yet, why was Harry twitching? He's not a demigod." I shrugged and jumped off my bed and walked over to Harry's.

"Harry. Harry. HARRY!" He bolted awake, and put on his glasses. He frowned at my concerned face.

"What?"

"Harry, are you alright? You seemed to be having a nightmare." He looked away.

"I'm fine." He muttered.

"Are you sure your..."

"I said I'm fine!" He snapped. I jumped back. Harry sighed.

"Sorry. A lot of things just happened last year, and I'm not very good a coping." I nodded and put my hand on his shoulder.

"I get it." He brushed my hand away.

"No. No you don't. No one ever does." Peter cleared his throat.

"Um....hate to break up this happy talk, but if we don't hurry up, we're gonna be late." I nodded and proceeded to get dressed.

The whole time, my mind was on Harry. What in the name of hades could have happened to him? All I know about him is that he lost him parents as a baby, and he survived a killing curse. Maybe that was it? No, I think there's more.

"Hey Harry! What did you say your best friends were named?" Harry raised an eyebrow as he pulled on what he said were "Wizard robes." I say that just look like bathrobes.

"Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. Why?" I shrugged as I pulled on a camp t-shirt.

"Just wondering."