James Potter and the Half Blood Hallway

Eleven

Harry reached down and picked up the book called The Iliad.

"Hermione, I'm not going to read all of this," he said. She rolled her eyes and snatched the book out of his hands, flipped to a certain page, and pointed before going back to flipping through the other book.

Harry read,

"The Mist?" He stared at Hermione.

"Got it!" she nearly shouted. "Teddy, did the man you saw look like this?" She pointed at a picture in her book.

"Yes!" said Teddy. "Only a little different, not so blind looking." Hermione nodded.

"This is Polyphemus," said Hermione.

"Isn't that the guy who got eye stabbed out by that Nobody character?" asked Harry.

"Odysseus," said Hermione. "But yes. He told Polyphemus his name was Nobody and tricked him. When his brothers heard the screaming they came to check on him, but Polyphemus screamed 'Nobody's killing me! Nobody's stabbing my eye out!' So, they left."

"I wanna be Nobody!" shouted Hugo excitedly.

"Nobody's going to poke our eyes out! Ruunn!!!" shrieked Lily, running from the room. Hugo followed hot on pursuit.

"Don't brake -" There was a crash.

"Anything..." Harry finished and turned to the Malfoys. "Sorry." Astoria waved it off. She pulled her wand from her robe sleeve. She waved it and whatever the kids had broken along with the China Teacups mended themselves back together.

"Easy fix," she told Harry. "Elisa will you keep an eye on them please?" The house elf nodded and hurried out.

Kreacher made to follow, but Harry called him back. He needed to ask him something.

" Kreacher, do you know anything about Percy Jackson?" Kreacher turned to face his master slowly. The corners of his mouth twitched as he tried to hide his smirk, but eventually he couldn't help it. He threw his head back and laughed.

"Perseus Jackson?" laughed Kreacher. " HA! HA! HA HA! JACKSON!!" Elisa peaked her head through the doorway.

"Did you say Jackson?" Kreacher spun around, smirking as though trying not to laugh again.

"Yes," he said. Slowly Elisa began to grin too.

"They did it!" she exclaimed. "They live!"

"They live!" exclaimed Kreacher. The two house elves linked arms together and started dancing, chanting,

"They live! They live!" Harry had never seen Kreacher so happy before.

"They live! They live!"

"Who?" asked Ginny.

"They live! They live!"

"Kreacher!" said Harry. "Who's they? And come to think of it you never answered my question." Kretcher stopped.

"Yes," he said. " They are heroes. They live!"

"They live!" Elisa repeated.

"Who are the heroes?" asked Harry, trying to keep their attention.

"Three Americans," said Kreacher. "One Mexican American, One Chinese, Canadian, American, One African American, A Cherokee, and one Italian. They live!"

"They live! They live!"

"Their names," said Harry.

"Kreacher not sure if he can tell master."