Wandless

Enemies of my Friends

Percy

"You want me to what?"

"Run through that wall, the one between Platform 9 and 10." Sirius said for the tenth time.

"I'm pretty sure that walls are solid." I responded dryly.

"Just do it, Percy." My uncle rolled his eyes exasperated.

I glanced unsurely at the wall. It certainly looked solid, I'd prefer not to tell the story of how I got beat up by a wall. This was almost as crazy as yesterday. The twins joke shop, pretty awesome as well as insane.

It was definitely a profitable business though, and even in war, jokes are necessary. That was fun, I didn't buy anything, but it was interesting. No, the crazy part of yesterday had to do with the invisible cloak my uncle's godson has.

Why he thought following a blonde dude would be productive, I'm not sure, but something was fishy with the kid. I didn't understand his joy of closets and cursed things, but who was I to judge?

My two cousins are already at Hogwarts because of their teaching duties, left after the meeting yesterday. That was basically get to know and teach evil history to Percy and his cousins meeting. Nothing new on Voldemort's and his deatheaters, but now the Order knew the surface of my family and I.

They didn't know it was the surface, but mythological worlds don't need to mix more than they already do. At least that's what Apollo and Hermes told me. I personally don't care, as long as my uncle does and the headmaster to keep me out of trouble, I'm down.

"You're not scared are you?" Sirius goaded, breaking me from my thoughts.

I scowled at him. More like concerned for my well being. Taking a deep breath, I pushed my cart forwards, taking long strides. Right before I hit, I closed my eyes, tensing for the inevitable crash.

Unexpectedly, I felt a wall of wind and heard a whoosh, next thing I know I'm surrounded by life, inside the wall. Yeah mom, I love magic too, I thought, agreeing with her repeated thoughts from my early years.

I was surrounded by the busy life. Families were talking amiably while their children spoke rapidly with each other. I felt their excitement, and had a little of my own, but the feeling of sadness was overwhelming.

I missed Annabeth. I missed my mom. I missed my friends, but I couldn't bear to be around them. I missed camps, but they reminded me too much. I missed home, one that I lost after my parents deaths.

I hate this, I realized. I was alone, truly alone. I had nothing, and I couldn't help but cry on the inside for that. I want my family back, I don't care about this magic. I'd gladly give it up for my mom, same with Annabeth.

A sharp pain went through me, I bit my lip to hide my agony. The agony of all my losses, a pounding headache erupted behind my eyes. I closed them and took a deep breath, but the world around me disappeared.

The excited screams transformed into screams of pain. All the noise became to much. The steam from the train became heat from the river of fire. Footsteps sounded heavier, and people combined to form shapes.

The shapes expanded larger, becoming monstrous. The eyes began glowing in evil and I felt smaller and smaller. I couldn't breathe, the shape began coming closer. My heart beat faster, my feet wouldn't move.

I was back. I needed to get out. Heat. Screams. Pain. Agony. Tartarus. Can't breathe. Can't see. Can't move. Help. Help. Help. Someone help me. Please. Please. PLEASE.

"PERCY!"

My head swiveled to face the scream, so fast my neck got whiplash. Blurry face. Blurry body. Couldn't hear. They reached towards me, I stumbled back, swinging at the attacker.