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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"Oh don't look so dumbfounded, it's not that hard of a concept to imagine." It was Thursday morning and I could honestly say that I was feeling a lot better. With a little help of ambrosia that Sevy brought when he visited me in the infirmary, I felt like a new man, the effects of alcohol poisoning nothing more than a distant memory. Most of the Slytherin had returned to their former daily routine, much to the surprise of the rest of Hogwarts. When we had entered the Dining Hall in a great big mob of green, everything went silent. It wasn't until Harry showed up that the silence was broken by a wave of giggling. I guess news spreads fast in Wizard Academy.
I had excused myself from the Slytherin table to join Harry and his little gang, much to my surprise. there was no opposition. Blaise and Draco were too busy listening to Pansy go on about some witch band to pay much attention to my departure.
When I got to the Gryffindor table, I was bombarded with questions from not only the trio but also the twins. Everyone had heard about the party in the Slytherin Common Room. Apparently Dumbledore had told all of Hogwarts about our little drinking game, much to the embarrassment of Draco who was the only Slytherin at the time. I guess drinking is a lot less fun when you're the one being mocked.
I hopped into a long explanation of what happened that night. Mind you, there was still a large blank in my mind that for the gods I couldn't remember so I just recounted what Blaise had told me. Everyone had been listening to me silently, a few head nods here and a few gasps here, Harry had turned red in embarrassment on several occasions, especially when I mentioned Blaise and Pansy's comments mocking Draco and him. My crowd of Gryffindors was growing ever so rapidly, no one really caring that I was a Slytherin, the enemy. If there was one thing that I learned in Hogwarts, it's that witches and wizards really love their gossip. If I didn't know any better, I would have guessed that that's how they drew their magic. Anyway, everyone listened with awe, until I got to the tango part.
"How did you- Why did you- I-" Harry stammered, not really sure what to say.
"Oh don't look so dumbfounded, it's not that hard of a concept to imagine." I said, reaching for an apple and stabbing it with a knife. There was something aesthetic about eating an apple off of a knife, it made me feel like a pirate going through a midlife crisis. "I grabbed his hands, shoved a rose between his hands, and we walked down the table swinging our-"
"I know how to tango." Interrupted Harry, malice glowing in his eyes. "I just don't know why you would act so friendly with that ferret Malfoy."
"I don't even remember this so I can't really answer your question. And anyway, who cares? Just because you guys hate each other doesn't mean that I have to pick sides. You'll understand when you're older, there's no such thing as black and white."
Hermione squinted her eyes at me from across the table, "you're only two years older than us."
Dam, only two years? I don't know why, but all these Hogwarts kids felt like five year olds, and it was my job to keep them all from melting their Legos in the microwave. "Trust me, in those two years I've gained more experience than all three of you in your whole lifetime."
