A Prophecy of Two Boys

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Harry's Point of View

I woke early the next morning, as if our body was allowing us more time to mentally prepare ourselves for the journey home. I listened for Percy, but I could only see the watercolour images of dreams flashing on his side of the bond, and so left him be. I checked our watched, which was still strapped tightly to our wrist.

I blinked and checked the arms again, just to be sure I didn't have them mixed up. Nope. It was still reading five thirty. I cursed. Why in the name of the gods did we wake up this early? I groaned, but knew returning to sleep was a lost cause. Rolling out of bed, I threw on some clothes and walked outside. The camp was silent as the sun began to rise over the cabins. The first rays hit the Apollo cabin, and I winced, squinting against the heavy glare of the golden reflection.

Our feet moved at their own accord, carrying us down to the lake. Feeling restless I grabbed a canoe, and pushed off into the lake, the blades of our paddle slicing the water silently. I had a quiet sense of power as I manoeuvred the canoe, moving quickly across the wet surface. I fell into a therapeutic rhythm, and turned my mind to the gifts we had haggled out of the Hermes Cabin.

Shortly after returning from our quest we had discovered that if you wanted anything at camp that could only be purchased outside of camp, then the Stoll brothers were the ones to go to. With the right money, or deal, Travis and Conner were more than willing to slip out of camp and get whatever it was for you. Of course, being sons of Hermes, their business deals were strictly a 'don't ask and we'll tell you no lies' sort of arrangement. Of course, we had absolutely no doubt that they stole the goods.

In fact, on one of their sibling's birthday, the Hermes Cabin had (with a lot of proud grinning) provided a store-bought cake, and gave the boy in question the receipt as a present. It had been a momentous occasion, apparently, and the Hephaestus cabin had even taken a picture of it and framed it. Percy asked for a spare copy of the photo and charmed it to move, and we still laughed every time we saw the photo, looking at ridiculously proud looks on Travis and Conner's faces.

Anyway, we had managed to track down a muggle sweet store, and had asked Travis and Conner to buy us a sample of any and every blue confectionary they had. We had had a bet with Draco before we had left for the summer, on whether or not blue food existed (that wasn't spelled blue) and so we had come to the decision that any form of muggle blue food should match that description. We hadn't quiet been expecting the bags and bags full of sweets that the Stoll twins had returned to up, but laughed and accepted it all the same.

For Charles we had investigated the local Quidditch teams in America, and had managed (for a great sum of money) to purchase a large poster of the four semi-finalists from this summer, signed by each and every member of the teams. We hoped he liked it.

"Harry! Percy! Potter!"

I snapped out of my thoughts as I heard Leo yelling our names. I paddled quickly over to him, noting that the sun as a far few degrees higher in the sky.

"Hey, what's up?"

"You almost missed breakfast. We came to find you. Lee had noticed and looked ready to drag you to the infirmary again, so Annabeth and Luna and I quickly volunteered to find you, being the caring people we are." Leo grinned.

"Thanks mate." I grinned. "I woke up really early, and Percy is still sleeping, so I decided to go on the lake to think for a bit."

'Oi!' I poked Percy, who groaned and mentally shoved me back.

'Gettaway.' Percy mumbled. I chuckled.

'Come on, Perce. Wake up. We need to get to breakfast and say goodbye to everyone before we have to leave.'