Harry Potter and the demigod games *ON HOLD* *EDITING*

Chapter 17; Frank's POV

Frank's POV

We were sitting at the table eating dinner inside the tent and people were whispering faintly, I turned to Percy who was staring at his untouched pizza. "Percy." I whispered, no one was really paying attention. Percy looked at me, "What did you find out?"

"Oceanus." He whispered back although, we were speaking so quietly only we could hear each other. I nodded. "What about you?"

"I found out that there's someone who killed her own cousin, her name is Bellatrix Lestrange." I said, Percy's eyes widened. "What?"

"I remember during the second Titan war," He leaned in, "At one point I heard someone murmur her name. Although I didn't know much about her. What did you learn?"

"That she works for Voldemort." I said, Percy nodded, "And she has two sisters, Andormeda Tonks and Narcissa Malfoy. I'm pretty sure only one of them is another servant for Voldemort, although Fred said that Tonks was amazing." Percy nodded again.

"Although I have a bad feeling that..." Percy trailed off, although I knew what he meant. He fears that either Narcissa Malfoy or Bellatrix Lestrange is working for Oceanus.

Harry's POV

"Why is there a bird living on our roof?" Ron asked causally. Ron, Hermione, and I were sitting in Ron's room talking about the new comers. Although, I can't think straight anymore. After Fred mentioned Sirius, I felt almost like the world was spinning with emotions.

"Don't just go around saying that type of stuff Ron!" Hermione said slaping Ron's arm, "Ella has feeling too!"

"That thing has a name!" Ron exclaimed. Hermione glared at him and Ron quickly changed the subject. "What as going on with Percy and Frank today?"

"I don't know." I said shrugging.

"Obviously something personal, or something important." Hermione said. "Anyways, we should be packing! We're going to Hogwarts tomorrow!" No one moved, "You should be at least a little bit happy that we're going!" Hermione exclaimed.

"I guess." Ron said, "Although, it's just gonna be different."

"Well, maybe it's time for a change!" Hermione said standing up, "I already packed, you should too. Now, I'm going off to bed. I'll see you tomorrow morning." And Hermione walked out of the room leaving me and Ron hanging.

"Well," I started standing up, "Better get it over with!" I walked over to my suitcase and started packing. Books? Check. Robes? Check. Quittich book? Check. Wand? Check. Cauldron? Check. Owl? Check. Broomstick? Check. And train ticket. Check. I looked over at Ron who was just shoving things into his suitcase. I smirked and looked at mind. Tactically I only did the exact same thing. I lost my smile and climbed into bed. I fell asleep instantly my head filling with bad dreams.

I was looking at a man, he had golden eyes and had a look of pure hatred. "We've gotta kill them now! I wanna stand over Percy Jackson's dead body!" The man screamed,

"Patience." I hissed, "We must wait until the precise time to kill them all Kronos. Do you know how long I've waited to kill Harry Potter?!" There was a mirror which I looked into. I was staring at a snake-like, deathly pale, (no nosed) face. I was Voldemort.

I jerked awake soaked in sweat. Ron was standing over me. " 'Arry?" He said, "Are you... okay?" I nodded,

"Bad dream that's all." I said,

"You know you talk when you sleep." Ron whimpered.

"What?" I asked sitting up in my bed.

"You sounded like you-know-who." Ron said swallowing hard.