The war was over, Gaea was back in the dust, and Percy could finally get some well needed rest. He couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life in peace, living in the Roman town with Annabeth, occasionally visiting the rest of his friends. It was go...
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I was walking down a long winding corridor that seemed to never end. The walls were so close that I had to walk sideways.
"Harry."
The voice echoed around the long hallway but I kept on going. I could feel that I was almost there.
"Harry."
I saw it. A door. I tried to open it but it wouldn't budge no matter how hard I pulled.
"Harry!"
I turned around. The face staring at me was familiar, too familiar.
Cedric smiled at me, "It wasn't your fault Harry. You did everything you could. Now you have to let me go. . . better hurry up, Mum's going ballistic, she says we're going to miss the train. . . ."
Cedric's face changed shape and started to resemble something more... Weasley.
"Harry! We're going to be late!"
That awoke me completely.
Ron was standing over my bed, already dressed and brushing his teeth. He had a worried look on his face. "You were mumbling something, it was Cedric again wasn't it?"
I brought my knees up to my chest and put my head down. After a while I popped back up. "It doesn't matter now. We can't miss the train again."
There was a lot of commotion in the house. From what I heard as I dressed at top speed, Fred and George had bewitched their trunks to fly downstairs with the result of hurtling them straight into Ginny and knocking her down two flights of stairs into the hall.
Mrs. Black and Mrs. Weasley were both screaming at the top of their voices.
"COULD HAVE DONE HER A SERIOUS INJURY, YOU IDIOTS!"
"FILTHY HALF-BREEDS, BESMIRCHING THE HOUSE OF MY FATHERS!"
Hermione came hurrying into the room just as I was putting on my pants. Hedwig was swaying on her shoulder, and she was carrying a squirming Crookshanks in her arms.
"I brought Hedwig for you," the owl fluttered obligingly over and perched on top of her cage, "are you ready yet?"
"Nearly — Ginny all right?" I couldn't find my glasses and my scar was burning.
"Mrs. Weasley's patched her up," said Hermione. "But now MadEye's complaining that we can't leave unless Sturgis Podmore's here,otherwise the guard will be one short."
"Guard? We have to go to King's Cross with a guard?"
"You have to go to King's Cross with a guard," Hermione corrected him.
"Why?" this was starting to irritate me. "I thought Voldemort was supposed to be lying low, or are you telling me he's going to jump out from behind a dustbin to try and do me in? Anyway, isn't Percy supposed to be my new bodyguard?"
