AN: This chapter is for the first reviewer- TheGoodeRavenclaw . A huge thank you for taking your time to review.

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No more dawdling, now on to the second chapter….

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CHAPTER 2

Harry was angry. And irritated. To top it all off he was sleepy. Like curl up on the ground and hibernate for the next few years, preferably for at least a decade, kind of sleepy. It wasn't the fact that he was roused that made him angry, Merlin only knows he barely slept during the night. No it was the fact that he woke up because Hermione decided to wake Ron up earlier than usual. She'd tried calling his name, pulled away all the covers (they were already on the floor anyway), and finally gotten impatient enough to pour water on him. Her Augamenti worked fine enough that Ron got up sputtering out of the bed and moved to remove the soaked shirt.

"Merlin, Ronald don't remove your shirt!". Her hands flew to her eyes forgetting that she still had water spouting out off her wand. Harry got a face full of water and the worst part was some got into his nostrils and he couldn't breathe. He sat up gasping for breath while Ron pounded on his back to clear the passage. Once he stopped coughing, he glared at Hermione who blushed and apologized.

"I'm so sorry Harry. I didn't mean to wake you up. I was only trying to wake Ron up and he startled me and I didn't watch my wand and ended up waking you. I'm sorry… here I'll dry you off." She flicked her wand and muttered a spell to dry him.

"Thanks, next time just give me a heads up, okay?"

"Sure. You better head down. Mrs. Weasley wanted everyone to sit together for breakfast. I think she wants to announce something to all of us."

Harry nodded his head. "You'd better wake Ron up then. I'll wait for you downstairs."

Hermione looked at the bed where Ron was snoring as he wasn't awake a few minutes ago. She shook her head and sighed. It would be a long time before she went for breakfast.

Harry splashed the water on his face. He was in the bathroom. It was a wonder no one had knocked on the door yet. He looked at the mirror and immediately winced at the dark circles under his eyes. He didn't get much sleep last night. Flashes of the final battle with jets of red and green lights flew all around the hall. He kept seeing Dumbledore falling down the tower, Remus and Tonks dead after the battle and many other Order members. It was his fault , he knew that. They were all dead because of him. His victory didn't matter, it had cost too many lives .

He shook his head trying to keep those depressing thoughts at bay. It wouldn't do good to have a breakdown early in the morning. He didn't want to worry anyone. As far as everyone was concerned, Harry Potter was fine. He ran his fingers through his hair. It stuck up even more and he gave up trying to flatten it. Hopefully at least after a shower his wet hair would stay down.

It took almost an hour for everyone to settle in the dining room. Ron kept yawning and Hermione ignored him in favour of talking to Ginny. George looked a little lost without his brother by his side. Harry felt a stab of guilt which he ignored. George looked around before pulling out a piece of parchment and proceeded to write on it with a never-out quill.

"Alright, boys! Is everyone here? Good start eating. Arthur has gone to the Ministry early and won't be back until dinner. Once you finish eating we need discuss something. You too Harry, Hermione dear. Dig in!"

They all shovelled food inside their mouths curious as what they were going to talk about. Harry pushed his food bacon and eggs around the plate ended up eating only half an apple. If Mrs. Weasley saw him eating almost nothing she didn't call him out for it. That wasn't exactly a bad sign but he could tell that she was nervous about the matter.

After breakfast they all gathered in the living room and sat down on the couches. Mrs. Weasley didn't beat around the bush, she came straight to the point. "Minerva sent me an owl today. Apparently a lot of students didn't have a proper education, none of the exams were actually conducted. So, for the benefit of these students she has allowed them to retake the year. Now, for you she offered two options ; to retake your seventh year or you can accept Kingsley's offer to join the auror training. What do you want to do?"

Hermione replied first, "I would like to go back to Hogwarts and continue my seventh year,"

Ginny just raised her hands, "Of course I'm going to Hogwarts. How else will I pass my N.E.W.T.S?".

George refused. "I'm going to run the joke shop mom, Lee promised to help me. We're hiring people too."

Molly looked like she was going to protest but at the last second she shut her mouth and remained silent.

She turned towards Harry. Everyone looked at him. They were expecting him to refuse it too. But he wouldn't do that. Just because he was the boy-who-lived and defeated Voldemort didn't meant he was entitled to any special treatment. He didn't want people pointing at him saying that he wasn't qualified to become an auror because he hadn't graduated from Hogwarts. He wanted to try his hand at being a normal wizard for once. Harry nodded his head assertively and so it was decided that the great Harry Potter would return to Hogwarts as a student.

When two of the Trio decided to return, Ron didn't even try to protest. He was going to stick with his friends as long as he could.

A few hours later in the living room, Harry groaned. So much for being a normal wizard for once. He was pretty sure that normal people didn't get a sack full of fan mail, everyday. Fan mail being the loose term to define the hundreds of thank-you letters, lots of gift cards, some gifts and a pile of pink and cream coloured letters that looked as if it had been soaked in Amortentia. At first it had been amusing but now it was getting on his nerves. He had no desire to touch those and very politely asked Hermione to burn them discreetly. She grimaced but quickly nodded and destroyed them.

When Arthur Weasley came back from the Ministry, he was informed that Hermione, Harry, Ginny and Ron would be retaking their respective years. After much discussion, Arthur arranged for them to floo to Diagon Alley the very next day to pick up the school supplies unless they wanted to get caught in the rush of last minute shoppers.

The children at the Burrow lazed about the entire afternoon, the only productive thing being done was playing an exploding snap game and almost blowing up the living room after which Molly promptly kicked them out of the house. The rest of the day passed in the same fashion. When dinner was finally over Harry trudged towards bedroom he shared with Ron. Molly had offered Charlie's room for the time being which he refused. He preferred having someone sleeping in the same room as him so that he didn't feel alone. Tomorrow they were going to Diagon Alley, if he could manage it he would have to slip away and buy a Dreamless Sleep potion so that he didn't seem so sleep deprived when the term started. Slipping away from the Weasley family and the aurors assigned as Harry's bodyguards was going to be a piece of cake…..not.

Percy stood the camp borders waiting for Argus to bring the van.

"You haven't done anything to anger the gods, have you?"

"No.. I'm hurt by the lack of faith you are showing, wisegirl", he joked. Then he quickly sobered up and reassured her when he realized that she was worried. "They are summoning all the four of us. We should be fine. Don't worry Annabeth. I'll be back before you realize it."

"Fine, stay safe Percy." Then she kissed him. Just like that he forgot what he was going to say. He forget about the camp, the forest and was deaf to the surroundings except for one insistent beeping. Argus gave one last hoot and Percy jumped. He glared at Argus who merely winked one of his eyes at the nose at him. He hugged her and got into the van. He was going to meet the gods. Again. 'Olympus here I come' Percy thought to himself.

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