They were falling, just falling nothing else, although Annabeth was screaming like her life depended on it but seeing the situation they are in i'll let that one pass.
"Annabeth" Percy yelled over the top of her scream.
"Annabeth stop screaming i'm going deft" but the howling from the wind thudding against their ears made Annabeth's screams sound like nothing. When she finally decided to listen and stop screaming, she was at the stage of exhaustion, with her broken leg, and the fact that she was starving and the tear stains and mud on her face and in her hair; all she could do was cling onto Percy and bury her face in his chest. Their legs going numb and they couldn't breathe properly, but they held on nun the less. Percy was stroking her hair and rubbing her back.
"Hey it's ok. Were gonna be all right" but he wasn't so sure. What was at the bottom? What was gonna happen when they did reach the bottom? All these thoughts were running through Percy's head when they were interrupted by Annabeth yelling out "Percy look out" and just as Percy was to look down at what Annabeth was yelling about she pushed him away so hard that he smashed his head on the wall (A:N i have no idea how big the hole to Tartus is?) that he could feel blood dripping down his back, he had stares dancing in his eyes but before he blacked out he saw a bright light about to swallow them, then everything went black. Percy was just falling there, eyes shut, body limp and blood rolling up his face from the force of the wind. Annabeth wanted to get to his side before the light sawllowed them. So using the wall and her good leg she pushed of with all the strength she had left and grabed onto Percy, hugging him as the light devoured them.
Not expecting to still be alive but when Annabeth opened her eyes she was blinded by a bright light so she closed them again and decided weather she was dead or alive by caculating her surroundings. She could still feel Percy in her arms, he wasn't moving or talking but she could feel his chest going up and down so he wasn't dead but not awake either. They were lying on something soft but prickly, which felt like grass so thats what she assumed it to be. she could smell something fresh; like the out doors with the wind blowing on her. And the sound of people talking in the distance, "i wonder were i am?" she thought. Still not able to open her eyes as falling in darkness for so long and then opening them to bright light didn't mix, or even to stand up as a matter of fact, she was going to scream out but voice didn't work because of all the screaming she did, regretting it as she was now helpless and had to wait for someone to find them. while she was waiting she felt around for Percy's head, feeling for a pulse. When she didn't feel it at first she freaked out but decided to check for it again and found one. turning him on his side and trying to open her eyes again but only an inch so she was squinting. Trying to stand up again but her broken leg wouldn't allow it so she only managed to get in a crawling position.
"Hey are you alright?" someone asked, giving her a fright, Annabeth jumped and her arms slipped out from beneath her and she fell on her stomach winding herself. The other person bent down to Annabeth and put a hand on her shoulder. Annabeth looked at the girl through squinted eyes, but looked at percy who was lying in a pool of his own blood. The girl turned around and called one of her friends over.
They checked percy then called out, "some get the head master and madam promphy" One of their friends ran away just as a crowd was forming.
People started to gather around and whisper. The girl then turned her attention back to Annabeth.
"What's your name? i'm Rosie, Rosie Weasely"
"Anna-Annabeth Chase" she managed to choke out.
"Do you want some water?" she asked, Annabeth nodded her head. The girl ordered Annabeth to cup her hands and with the wave of her wand she said, "aguamenti" and some water appeared in Annabeth's hands. Surprised by this type of magic Annabeth stared at it not sure if it was safe to drink or not? but when Rosie said that it was safe to drink Annabeth didn't really care as she was literally dying of thirst. Feeling the water go down, soothing her throat and bot feeling any side affects she was starting to like this girl. Starting to open her eyes wider so she could get a better look at the girl, from what Annabeth could see this girl was about 13/14 years old with red/orange fiery hair, freckles and robes; long, black and orange robes with a lion logo. But what got Annabeth's attention was the stick she was holding. Just as she was about to ask an old man in a long set of robes, similar to the Rosie girl, came walking over with an old lady in the same sort of thing but her robes were white. "What's going on here who are these people?" he asked but when he got closer and saw the situation they were in he realised that the teenagers were not from his school.
"ladies i want you to help madam Promphy take these people to the hospital wing." And with the wave of Madam Promphy's wand two stretcher beds were floating i mid air. Not being able to handle these strange people and their magic, dehydrating from the hot sun Annabeth fainted.
The poor teenagers were lying on the stretcher beds exhausted and not looking themselves. As Rosie and her friends were pushing the beds to the hospital wing, Rosie's little brother came running over, Hugo holding a book of magic spells. "Rosie, Rosie what does sectumsem- who are they? What are you doing Rosie?" Lilly asked, along with a bunch of questions at the same time, but when Hugo saw her pushing the beds he forgot about the spell.
"Lilly ill talk to later about the spell right now i have to get these people to the hospital wing." and with that they followed her from behind along with the rest of the crowd.
Meanwhile:
"JAMES POTTER!" Professor McGonagall yelled. Why you ask? Well james thought it would be funny if he made some first years speak another language while he changed their cloths into army cloths and told them to walk in a group. He was at the stage of giving them fake guns but was caught.
"Aww come on Mrs" he complained, "i was only having fun." She waved her wand and the students went back to normal but they were really confused. As the confused students walked away Mrs McGonagall turned her attention back to james with fury in her eyes. Her face going red and she was shaking like mad. But James just laughed making things worse.
"Mrs im surprised your bones haven't rattled out of your skin, you need to loosen up, no one got hurt, i was only having fun"
"James i don't know how many times i have to tell you? Magic is not meant to be used on other students even if it was only meant to be fun! now im sorry but ill have to give you a detention"
"Aw Mrs no please you," he was cut of by professor Longbottom,
"Professor let me handle this, go get a coffee or mark papers," she seemed to relax at his presence but still argued to stay and sort it out.
"no im perfectly fine here-"
"Minerva he's exactly like Fred and George. And im sure you can remember the original James potter, so have a break and let me deal with this. You've had to deal with many people like them." She seemed to realise that he was right and that she was an old lady who was tired on her feet.
"Alright you have convinced me. You know Nevil from that chubby kid who was scared of trying new things and always forgot things you really have turned out into quiet a gentleman"
"Thankyou professor, now go those books are calling you"
She smied sweetly at him and turned on heals and walked towards her office. Nevil put a hand on james' shoulder and said to him.
"Come james i want to tell you something. Somethings about when i was at school with your dad and the things he got himself into."
Professor why did say Fred and George? Are you talking about uncle George and his dead twin?"
"yes"
"Then why did you say that i was like them?"
"Because you are like them. Always having fun and causing trouble, playing jokes. But your also like your grandfather,James potter. From what your dad told me you like to be annoying and like to cause trouble as well, but it can get out of hand sometimes as well. but there are times when your loyalty takes place in your life, you would do anything to protect your family and friends. Your dad and grandfather have the same thing, expect Harry was more towards the loyalty side, his dad on the other hand was more into causing trouble but the talent and gift they had and have, you've got, your all very powerful and talented people but you need to know how to handle it with out going berserk."
"So your saying that i should limit how much fun i have, incase something dangerous happens?"
"Yes james! im glad you understand. James what do you know about your dad past? has he told you about his enemy? or how his parents died?" james hesitated before answering.
"Well..."
"It's ok james i know all about it. i just want to know what you know"
"Well all i know is that when he was a baby there was a prophecy about him and an evil wizard named Voldermort wanted to kill him, so the night he went to their house to kill him the curse backfired because the love from his mother protected him, because the curse rebounded from his mother who stood between him and voldermort, voldermort vanished and was never seen or heard from for a long time. though he found many ways to come back and kill dad but he was never successful until the Triwizard Tournament, he finally coming back but was not successful to kill dad. Long story short, when Dumbeldore was dying they found out about the horcrux's and when to all lengths to find them and kill them, war started, Dumbeldore died leaving dad with no-one to guide him but the deathly hallows. Lost of people died, Voldermort was eventually killed and everybody lived happily ever after. Did i miss anything?" James looked at Nevil waiting for an answer but all nevil did was blink and breath out slowly.
"Um no i don't think so. im guessing your dad has told you all of this before?" james nodded his head and Nevil laughed.
