POV ANNABETH
"Who's Aunt M?" Harry asked me while waiting for hazel to return. "Is it Minerva?"
"Technically speaking, Minerva is your cousin. And she's Roman," I explained, still looking anxiously in the shadow for a sign of Hazel. "But no. Can't say her name or she would know we know. Makes statues, had a thing for your dad, hates my mom, snakes for hair."
"Snakes for hair and makes statues?" George Weasley asked next to me. "Are you talking about Medea?"
"No but she sucks too." Percy said. "Medusa, actually, but don't say her name either. We'll explain after. Keep looking for Hazel, she's going to need help."
We stood in a tense quiet. Suddenly Hazel's hand appeared out of thin air. Percy Weasley didn't hesitate in pulling her out. She fell forward on her knees pulling Draco Malfoy behind her.
"Did I do it?"Hazel said through chattering teeth. The Weasleys nodded above her, Charlie was wrapping her in a blanket. "Great because I am never doing it again." Then passed out. I went straight to Draco, who was on the ground, panting from the shadow travel.
I tapped his shoulder. Draco looked up at me, then to the Weasleys surrounding Hazel. He also saw Harry arguing with Mrs. Weasley about letting Percy heal Hazel. "Where am- oh no... I did not just do... whatever that was to get here."
"You did and you're staying," I said offering my hand to help him to his feet. He ignored it. "I can explain what you want to know. And after we can talk about those dreams you've been having."
"Did Lloyd explain to you what they were about?" He asked reluctantly, "Because there is no seer blood in my family and I did not mean to be dreaming about your life."
"I sure hope not. But it happens to people like us," I walked inside and Draco followed. He looked as if he wanted to say something but seemed too afraid to do so. We really couldn't afford to chase after him if he ran away.
Mrs. Weasley was demanding we tell her what was going on. Why had Bianca called Hazel? How did Hazel go into the shadow? Why did she bring Draco Malfoy when she came back? Why was he in danger? I suggested that Mr. Weasley, who seemed almost calm, take Draco to the kitchen and make him some tea. George followed them into the kitchen because he was most likely the one who Draco would talk to.
After Percy had given Hazel all the unicorn draft he thought was safe, everyone decided that we could move to the kitchen to talk while letting Hazel sleep. He was really protective over her and her siblings.
The second the door was closed, Mrs. Weasley changed tactics. She was much more casual with her questions. Harry broke the news, he had been here longest it made sense that they would believe it more coming from him.
"We're half-bloods," Harry said.
" Harry, we knew that." Charlie said, "That doesn't really explain anything to anyone."
"Oh erm, it sounds crazy... but were... Hazel, Annabeth, Percy, and me, I mean aren't fully human?" Harry tried to explain, but it came off more like a question. Everyone who was hearing this for the first time looked concerned. Draco's face seemed to be one of realization. "We're demigods. Like from the myths. Hazel's Roman but the rest of us are Greek."
Percy Weasley started laughing. "That's a good one. Children of the Olympians."
"They're not joking," Ginny said. "We've seen it. They're powerful."
"Them being powerful doesn't mean that they are half-god," the ministry prick said again.
"Percy can breathe underwater and is hydrokinetic. Harry can talk to fish, and Hazel used to summon cursed rocks. Annabeth is an architect of Olympus." Hermione argued, "You can't make this up."
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The Potter Lost In A Hurricane
FanfictionWhen they were one, their home was broken into. A killing curse was shot at them both, reversing and hitting the spell castor, Voldemort. This curse left the boys with lighting shaped scars, one boy with his on his forehead and the other with a scar...