2 weeks after the giant war, the demigods get a new quest: Protect Hogwarts during the Triwizzard Tournament.
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I can't believe McGonagall gave me and Will detention too. And in the morning no less. We sat down when we were supposed to. And Nico needs to be figuring out the second task, not cleaning Quidditch trophies. It's tomorrow at the lake and he still has no clue what it is. I offered to help him before lunch today, but he said he wanted to do it on his own.
As I walked up to the portrait of the Fat Lady, she woke up.
"Haven't you ever heard of beauty sleep?" she asked grumpily.
"Blibblewobble," I said. She crossed her arms, but let me in anyway.
Everyone in the Gryffindor common room stared at me as I crossed the threshold, but that was usual. Everyone wanted to know what went on in the "Camp Common," as we called it. I typed the password into the keypad (Olympo regnator; Olympus in Latin) and went in.
As usual, the most annoying first year tried to follow me. Her name was Lilith Rose. There was something about her that unsettled me. She had long, dark hair that she always wore in two braids. She had chocolate brown eyes and wore pink glasses:
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Something about her seemed familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. And she only ever tried to follow me. It was a little odd, that was for sure.
Anyway, Lilith was never usually able to follow me in. And she shouldn't have been able to get in, either. After all, there was an anti-demigod spell on the door. But she followed me and before I closed the door, she was in the common room. Of course, I didn't realize she had made it in.
I wasn't expecting to find anyone in the girls dormitory, except maybe Clarisse. And I didn't want to talk to her either. She was so stuck-up about her dad being Ares, the war god. Well, my mom is a war goddess, which is better in my opinion. Sure, any guy can be recognized for war. But when a girl gets admired by a whole nation for thousands of years for war, that's something special.
But when I walked into the girls dorm, I found Thalia talking to a girl with dark skin, green eyes, and fiery red hair. She wore a black jacket with a silver dress:
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