The Heroes of Olympus: Quest for Hogwarts

Chapter 7

THALIA

The next morning I got a distress call from Nico who was apparently 'having trouble waking up a rock'. I went to check it out and found Percy passed out in the common room with...is that drool? I scrunched up my nose in half amusement half disgust, but Annabeth was just smiling fondly at him. I pity the poor girl, in love with a toddler (or a 17 year old boy who acts like one).

I walked up to him, pushing through the small crowd of observers and knelt next to Percy. I bent down, out my mouth next to his ear and shouted as loud as I could, 'Kelp head get up. Get up Kelp Head. GET UP OR YOU DONT GET ANY BLUE COOKIES!' I screeched into Percy-the-seaweed-brain's ear. He shot up and looked around frantically, his hand drifting towards his pocket.

I patted his head and explained carefully to the half asleep boy that there were no cookies and that he was at Hogwarts. He nodded, as if he understood perfectly. Then he asked me, once again, where the cookies were, eyelids drooping.

Nico rolled his eyes and shot a water spell out of his wand straight at Percy. As soon as the flow hit him he sat up straighter, opened his eyes fully and surveyed his surroundings. Leo explained the situation, laughter evident in his tone, and this time Percy nodded with actually understanding. As we all stood up to leave, I heard him grumbling something under his breath that made all of us stop and laugh.

'Can't tease a teenage boy with cookies...not fair...send mum a letter asking for blue cookies...I'm so hungry.'

HERMIONE

The next morning after breakfast the 7th years all wondered down the halls up up the ladder into the divination room, mentally preparing ourselves for Professor Trelawany's usual death predictions. I was so over them.

'This reminds me of home,' Percy said to me on the way up the ladder.
'How so?' I asked, glancing at him out of the corner of my eye. I was hoping this would give me another clue as to who they were...or what they were.

'Our orac- divination teacher,' he stumbled over his words with a guilty expression, 'has her room in a tower like this.'
'Oh,' I said disappointed. What had he gone to say?

We all sat down in groups of three and looked at the glass balls in front of us. Useless. Percy, Annabeth and Nico were seated at the table beside us, laughing and carrying on as usual. The Professor stepped to the centre if the room and adressed the class, but when her gaze landed in a certain green eyed exchange student, she suddenly stood up straight and pointed a bony finger at him.

'So much death in this room. I see your future! Stay away from water, as you shall die a painful death by drowning!' she yelled at Percy who started chuckling at her last sentence. Who the hell chuckles at their own death prediction?

'And you!' she gaped at Annabeth. 'You shall die by lack of a plan and knowledge.'

By now all the Americans were on the floor clutching their stomaches. The professor seemed quite confused at why they were laughing after she told them they would die. That made two of us then.

She swivelled to Thalia and Nico. 'You shall be struck be lightening! And you boy, you shall be so afraid of the dark that you don't see what's in the shadows!'

I surveyed the room to find Percy literally crawling to the ladder on the other side of the room, shoulder shaking with uncontrolled laughter. By then, most of them were on their feet, tears in their eyes, and exited in the room.

'So obviously she's not like Rachel,' is all we heard a female voice say before the trapdoor slammed back into the floor.

HARRY

After divination the exchange students, Ron, Hermione and I made our way to Defence Against the Dark Arts. I walked in and immediately saw our new teacher concentrating fiercely on the book he was currently reading.

Professor Falen was a cheerful, greasy black haired potbelly who seeming to have an obsession with muggle Hawaiian shirts. I'm pretty sure the only reason they hired him was because they couldn't find anybody else that would agree to the job with our, uh, history with DADA teachers.

They Americans seemed to find something extremely funny about seeing the Professor and always exchanged amused glances when they walked into the classroom. Today I was standing close enough to hear snippets if what they were saying.

'Dionysus...fat...large tiger print.'
'Uncanny resemblance...but cheerful...attitude not even close.'
'I actually miss the overgrown cherub,' Percy said loudly with a wistful expression as thunder shook the building.
'Shut up Peter Johnson!' Thalia scolded in a mocking manner. Percy just shook his head and sighed.
'Maybe not so far as to miss him,' he mumbled.

I exchanged a confused glance with Ron but shrugged it off. Half the things they said never made sense anyway.
As soon as we were all seated, the Professor stood and gestured animatedly to a closest at the end of the room.
'Today we will be learning about Boggarts,' he said cheerfully, even though from past experiences, Boggarts were nothing to be happy about.

'Everyone line up now! Chop chop!' he clapped as he said this and everyone got up and formed a line and unlike last time, no one wanted to be first. Some how Ron got pushed to the front of the line. He strode up and immediately a gigantic spider burst out of the closet. He recoiled and his eyes showed fear, but behind him I swear I heard Annabeth squeak as she clutched, panicked, onto Percy's arm.

'Rediculous!' he shouted as he pointed his wand and the giant furry arachnid before him. Suddenly rollerskates appeared on its legs and it started slipping around and falling over. Ron made his way to stand with me and muttered 'bloody spiders' under his breath.
The line went on and everyone was faced with a fear from extremely silly things like cats to serious things like drunk people. Soon after Percy stepped up in front if the closest and it took a couple if seconds before it transformed to what we saw.

But what is was made me gasp and the Americans to slap hands over their mouths. Annabeth stifled a sob and tears pooled in her eyes because in front of Percy...

In front of Percy was a beautiful blonde haired, grey eyed girl, eyes wide with a dagger in her heart.

ANNABETH

'Percy! Don't think about it!' I yelled as tears welled in my eyes. I chocked back a sob as I saw the terrified and broken expression of my boyfriend as he looked at the exact replica of me, the only difference being that I wasn't gushing blood and supporting a dagger in my chest.

'Its all your fault!' My doppelgänger screeched, pointing a bloodied finger at a horrified Percy. 'It's your fault I died! You should have been there! It's ALL YOUR FAULT!'

'No,' he shook his head dazed and pained, 'this can't be happening.'
'YOU COULD OF SAVED US. NOW THEY'RE ALL GONE!' other me yelled, looking at Percy with disgust.
'But instead, you choose to save YOURSELF! WHAT SORT OF HERO ARE YOU?'

By now a Percy was sobbing just as much as me and looked very close to snapping and letting all his anger out. We couldn't let that happen, the school would be destroyed by floods, earthquakes and hurricanes. I hadn't seen him this made since the last battle with Gaea. I shared a panicked expression with the others as I ran to him. If he snapped, instead of learning at Hogwarts, the students would spend their time rebuilding it brick by brick.

'Its not real Percy, I'm alive!' I pleaded as I ran up beside him. 'Do the spell Percy! DO IT!' he looked at my with tears streaking his face as he raised his wand and whispered the spell.

'Rediculous,' he said before he turned on his heel and sprinted out of the room. I shared a sorrowful expression with the others before I ran after him.

Oh Percy, I thought to myself, you don't deserve this. None of us do.