Annabeth Chase had had a very long day.

Being a Prefect was an exhausting task, her architecture book was missing, she was accidentally overhearing Harry Potter inquire about things that weren't his business instead of doing her Arithmancy homework…

Wait. What?

She had already done her Arithmancy homework.

Honestly, Annabeth scolded herself; you're turning into a right scatterbrain. Almost as bad as Seawee-

Her face flushed as she recounted earlier that day. She had been tutoring the green-eyed idiot, and it had just slipped out. Well, Percy had seemed to take it as an insult rather than an endearing pet name anyway. Good.

(What? She may have desperately fancied the guy for a year or two but it wasn't like she wanted him to know.)

Anyway…

She caught sight of Harry again. What was he up to, talking to Lavender Brown? Everyone knew she was one of the most gossip-spreading girls on the planet-

Gossip. Her crush on Percy.

Oh, gods.

Harry departed with a manipulative smile on his place, and Annabeth feared the worst. She needed to find him and lock him up in some closet before he could cause any trouble.

She flew after him, running into Piper, who was pretty cool for a Slytherin.

"Help," she gasped.

Piper raised an eyebrow. "Pardonnez-moi?"

"Cut it with the French, Pipes."

"Sorry. What is it?"

Annabeth sighed. "Do you know if anyone knows about my-ahem-little crush?"

Piper looked thoughtful. "Besides Hermione, Luna, Hazel, Ginny, Katie, Clarisse, and, I dunno, half the school? You aren't the least obvious person around here."

"I'm doomed, aren't I?"

She grimaced. "Yeah. Pretty much. I'm going to get the gang-" Piper brightened up. "And, I'm going to record the conversation. That should be interesting!"

"You mock my pain," the blonde groaned.

Annabeth, Hermione, Piper, Ginny, and Hazel had crouched on the steps right above the boy's heads, listening carefully. Ginny started to lower an extendable ear with a recorder hooked up to it in order to catch the juicy secrets.

Hermione was pretty sure the plan was going to blow up in their faces and Annabeth agreed. (It didn't stop the pair from wanting to listen in, though.)

Hazel currently held the fleshy lump and was giggling at whatever Percy was saying. From what Annabeth could see from her uncomfortable perch, he was stammering and blushing. Annabeth found herself smiling uncontrollably at his adorable dorkiness- gods, he was cute- but shook herself out of it. Watching the antics below her, she noticed Percy say something to Frank.

Hazel's face turned bright red and her mouth was wide open.

Piper wisely used the opportunity to pluck the ear out of Hazel's grasp and hand it to Hermione, who began to listen intently. (Hazel hadn't noticed. She looked as though she was floating on a cotton candy cloud or something-Annabeth had really only been to one muggle fair.)

Annabeth strained her eyes to see the boys' facial expressions and body language, annoyed that she couldn't hear but determined to catch at least an understanding of the discussion. Frank had just pointed at Ron and Hermione let out a squeak of disbelief, holding the ear away from her own as if it had burned her. She blushed extremely red and passed the ear to Ginny, who snickered and mouthed some thing to her- told you so, maybe? -while hanging onto every word.

Annabeth couldn't wait for her turn. What were the boys talking about?

Ron was wildly motioning towards Jason as Leo smirked manically. Harry simply looked bewildered, as if he couldn't quite wrap his head around what he had started.

Ginny's face displayed pure astonishment and Hazel and Hermione were muttering to themselves. Piper suddenly grabbed the ear and gasped. Annabeth's curiosity burned. She hated not knowing.

Piper surveyed the scene below with interest, whispering to the others, "Grover sees us!" She didn't look particularly worried. "No one's paying him, or Nico, for that matter, any attention. We're fine."

Looking down to the multi-house common room to see Jason standing up and clearing his throat, Annabeth's inquisitiveness was settled as Piper handed her the ear. Finally. She jammed it into the side of her head and focused on the voices that she could suddenly hear.

"So, let us review this. Percy's mad for Annabeth Chase-"

"Mad for? I never said that!"

"Frank really likes Peanut-"

"Hazel, guys. Honestly,"

"Guys."

"Ron is hopelessly in love with Hermione-"

"I am not hopelessly in love with-"

"I happen to enjoy the presence of Piper McLean-"

"Sure, butter it up for yourself, Grace."

"Leo may or may not have kissed this Calypso fellow-"

"She's a girl, mind you, and- HEY!"

"GUYS."

"And Harry really fancies Ginny."

Dazed, Annabeth barely registered the yell Grover gave (Percy Jackson likes me?) but was brought back to life by a jab in the ribs by Ginny. She looked down to the crowd, grinning.

"Hello," she said, mentally preparing for whatever lay ahead.

This was going to be fun.

Piper ran up the steps, wheezing. "Got away," she gloated as Ginny sang, "We've got the ta-ape!"

"Where should we go to play it?" asked Hazel. The stairs were beginning to move up. Hermione responded immediately.

"The Room of Requirement. C'mon, we have to get off here."

Annabeth sighed with satisfaction. She couldn't wait to listen. Plus, the room made some downright excellent popcorn.

Dashing to the fifth floor, the group finally came to a stop at the hallway. "I need to get into the Room of Requirement," Hazel announced in an authoritative voice. The door appeared, and the ladies ventured into the room.

Inside they found Nyssa, a cousin of Leo's. She was hammering on some sort of working table.

"Hey, Nyssa!" Piper greeted her Gryffindor potions partner.

"Hey, guys. You want the room?"

"Not if you were using it," Hermione quickly responded. Nyssa gave her a warm smile.

"I was just leaving," she said, holding up a bleeding arm.

"Better get that patched up," remarked Annabeth, analyzing the wound. Not particularly long, but very deep. (Ouch.)

Piper winked knowingly. "And so you can spend some quality time with Madame Pomfrey's new assistant Will Solace, eh?" Hermione giggled.

Nyssa blushed furiously. "Oh, not you, too! Leo will not stop-"

"Mention the name 'Calypso' to him, then he'll shut right up," Ginny advised.

"Thanks, I've gotta go. See ya around." As she exited, the room started to change in a flurry of motion. There was a fluffy rug and many pillows with-yes!-bowls of snacks, complete with a pile of pajamas in the corner. Beanbags of all different colors were set up in a circle and everything looked cozy and fluffy. The window displayed a variety of stars.

"Perfect," breathed Hazel. Annabeth agreed wholeheartedly.

As soon as everyone had changed into something cozier, Annabeth observed the group. Piper's sky blue pjs had Cherokee eagles soaring across the fabric, Hazel looked snug in an old-fashioned white nightgown, Hermione had on a Chudley Cannons jersey that was way too big for her (and the most ghastly shade of orange she had ever seen) over some leggings, Ginny had already curled up in her Weasley sweater on a beanbag and Annabeth's own owl set of pajamas were warm and soft.

"Alright now, cupcakes! Listen up," Piper hollered.

"Cupcakes?" Ginny's eyebrow was raised.

Piper blushed. "My au pair, Coach Hedge, is a bit, well, bonkers. It rubbed off on me."

"Obviously," drawled Annabeth, sounding remarkably like Professor Snape. The others laughed. "So, who has the recorder?"

Ginny fished it out of her robes and pressed a button. Instantaneously, Annabeth could hear Percy's voice. She smiled.

Unfortunately, Hazel noticed.

"Three feet on accidental magic and the impact of it on the Muggle world? We've got a quidditch game tomorrow! This is an outrage! Unfair! Unjust! Who cares about this stuff in life anyway? I can just be awesome for a living! Are you guys with me?"

"You li-ike him, don't you?"

"Get off of the furniture, Perce. Some of us care about are studies. Or are cramming as quickly as possible so they don't completely fail."

Annabeth paused. "Yeah. Maybe." Piper snorted into her mouthful of cheese puffs.

A huge cheer.

"And enter Harry," Ginny announced. The girls slowly leaned forwards to hear the conversation.

"So, Percy, how are you doing? Anything new you want to share with us?"

Another short pause.

"I actually happened to hear something new this morning, Jackson. Or, should I say-Lover boy?"

Annabeth's brow furrowed. What was Harry talking about? Ginny and Piper were giggling.

"Oh…really?"

Percy's voice came out as a squeak this time. Annabeth managed to suppress a grin; Hermione and Piper it seemed could not.

"What's this I hear about you fancying this-ahem-certain Ravenclaw Prefect? That you're quite mad about her, but she calls you a-what now, hmm? A no-good, lazy Seaweed Brain?"

"You called him a what now?" Ginny demanded.

"…You heard him," Annabeth mumbled. Her face was on fire.

"Yeah, umm…but, well, she's…really really smart, and kinda brave, and witty, and, erm, she's bloody gorgeous as well…"

"You're glowing," Hazel muttered to Annabeth out of the corner of her mouth.

(Annabeth didn't particularly care about anything at this point.)

"You like her…Annabeth Chase...She kicked your butt…Oh, mate, you're in for it…Seaweed Brain… but you two are bitter enemies or whatever!"

Ginny burst out laughing. "Look at her right now! Does she look like she wants to be 'bitter enemies' with him right now?"

"Hey, Mr. Hufflepuff Frank here has a crush on a third year! She was cool…what's her name-Peanut?"

Hazel squeaked louder than Percy had and delved under her blanket.

"Peanut?" Piper asked.

"Stop talking, McLean." Hazel's voice was muffled under the covers.

"Peanut-"

Hazel growled. Piper giggled.

"Well, um, it's Hazel…

Hazel sighed in relief. "At least he knows my name."

Ginny and Annabeth shared an amused look.

But Ron is practically in love with Hermione-don't look at me!"

"WHAT."

Hermione (who had hugged her legs to her chest) buried her face in her knees and reddened a shade similar to that of a ripe strawberry. Piper and Annabeth looked at each other in shock while Ginny snorted. Hazel looked up curiously from her blanket.

"Oi! I'm not in love with Hermione! She and I fight all the time! She won't even talk to me right now! I can't stand her! She can't stand me! Besides, we, er, blimey, well that's just mental! She-"

"Has you wrapped around her finger? We all can see the looks you give her when you think we're not looking."

Annabeth could practically feel Hermione's shade of red burning across her cheeks.

"What?" she whispered. Annabeth studied her. She looked shocked.

"Well, no duh…" Ginny said loudly.

"What do you mean, well no duh? I was not informed of this!" Piper seemed confused, but then cocked her head to the side and took on a more calculating demeanor. "Wait. Whose shirt is that?"

Hermione did not respond. Luckily for her, she was saved by Ron's voice, shaky and rushed.

"Yeah, but, Jason really fancies a Slytherin! And just any Slytherin-Piper McLean!"

It was Piper's turn to gape in astonishment. Annabeth looked at her curiously.

"Do you like him?" Hazel asked.

"Uh…nope. Nu-uh. Not a thing. No no no." answered Piper quickly. Too quickly.

"You sit on a throne of lies,"Ginny remarked, gesturing towards the mountain of pillows and blankets Piper was currently nested in. Piper gave her a look.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Sure. Piper doesn't care at all that Jason Grace, whom she has happened to fancy for the past eight months likes her. Not one tiny little bit."

Piper mimicked her tone. "Sure, Hermione doesn't care at all that Ron-"

She was cut off by a badly thrown pillow that was obviously supposed to have hit her in the face but had landed in her lap. Piper threw it back.

"Ya' know, I'm a Slytherin,"

"Shh! Listen." Hazel said.

Everyone waited impatiently for Jason's response to the comment. It came.

"Well, ah, you see-"

His voice stuttered.

"…Ooh," chorused Hazel.

"Romantic," was Annabeth's dry comment. Another pillow was thrown. Ginny giggled.

"Oh, we see alright, we see."

Leo sounded amused. Annabeth figured he was enjoying the entire experience. (She sure had. Spying was fun.)

"Remember when Grover's girlfriend, Juniper, came for the Triwizard Tournament? And that older girl came, too? The one with the caramel hair? What was her name?"

Harry paused, obviously holding back some gossip-worthy information. The group circled around the recorder, ready to hear whatever he had to say.

"Oh, that's right. I remember now. Wasn't it…Calypso?"

Everyone looked puzzled. "Who's Calypso?" Annabeth asked.

"Leo will know, I bet."

"You're on, Scarface."

"Apparently Leo doesn't like to be teased." Hazel voiced.

"Harry's in for some serious trouble. Honestly, though, he deserves it. He started this whole mess," said Hermione.

"Well, I don't know about you guys, but I would like to know who Harry fancies, eh? Little bit of a taste of his own dragon pox?"

"That's an actual expression?" Piper looked skeptical.

Ginny just pretended she didn't want to know who Harry fancied. "I'm over him, honest."

The girls stared at her with eyebrows raised and heads shaking.

"Ginny."

Harry finally gave in. Ginny punched her fist up in the air. Annabeth sighed, smiling. They should do this more often. Everyone was so busy laughing at the youngest Weasley's antics that they didn't notice the small figure in the shadows of the room, videotaping the scene.

"So, let us review this,"

They all went quiet.

"Percy's mad for Annabeth Chase-"

"Mad for? I never said that!"

"Frank really likes Peanut-"

"Hazel, guys. Honestly,"

"Guys."

"Ron is hopelessly in love with Hermione-"

"I am not hopelessly in love with-"

"I happen to enjoy the presence of Piper McLean-"

"Sure, butter it up for yourself, Grace."

"Leo may or may not have kissed this Calypso fellow-"

"She's a girl, mind you, and- HEY!"

"GUYS."

"And Harry really fancies Ginny."

"You can hear Grover in the background, trying to get their attention," pointed out Hazel, grinning.

"GUYS!"

He is loud, Annabeth noted.

"Look up."

The tape stopped, and the witches smiled with satisfaction.

"We should do this again sometime!" exclaimed Piper.

"That sounds great," Hermione agreed.

Setting a time next week to catch up, the ladies headed back to their separate dorms to end the day.

It had been a long and eventful one, that day. That was for sure.

A shadow- no, a boy- slipped out of the Room of Requirement, clutching a videotape in his hand. Running up to where five boys were sulking in the common room, smirked happily.

"What is it, Nico?" Percy asked blearily.

"I have something you may want."

"And what is that?" Jason said.

"Why don't you find out?" And with that, the Slytherin set the tape on the table, turned on his heel and walked away, unaware of the chaos that was about to ensue.

I know, I'm an evil person for the cliffhanger. I was thinking of continuing…what do you guys think? Sorry for the wait, but the homework load at my school was pretty intense and my weekends this month are usually spent traveling. How do you like the chapter? Any character you really liked or thought was off? Please review! Also, favorites without reviews are really annoying, so it would be fantabulous (which oddly enough is an actual word) if that stopped. Thanks!