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Percy POV

"…And now for the wands," a stout man, called Barty Crouch, exclaimed, motioning for us to follow him into another room, filled with thousands of shoe boxes- or wand boxes, I guess. Having recently acquired the books and supplies we would need to take classes with the students of Hogwarts, all we needed where wands. "Remember: the wand chooses the wizard- or witch." Mr. Crouch handed Nico a polished stick from a box, which Nico almost immediately put back.

"This won't be right." he carefully set down the wand. "My father says to suggest an underworld tree's wood (A/N: let's pretend that trees grow there, even if they don't, okay?). 11 inches. Obsidian core (A/N: can the core of a wand be pebbles? Because, in my mind, they can.)."

"Mr. Ollivander, the maker of these wands, seemed to think someone would need it," Crouch nodded, "along with a dozen others." he drew several boxes from a larger box sitting near the back of the large room. "There are several types of core: seaweed-"

"That'd be me." I stepped foreword. Apon Crouch's handing me the wand, a warm glow seemed to emit from it.

"Yes, it seems it would." Crouch frowned, but moved on. "A single owl feather-" Annabeth took the wand, which reacted similarly to mine, just as everyone else's did when they received the custom made wands. "And now," Crouch pulled out the last box. "For Mr. di Angelo, an 11 inches, oak from the underworld, with an obsidian core."

"Perfect," Nico grinned evilly as a ball of black light emerged, with a wind that rustled everything in the room.

24 hours later

Susan POV

"Finally! I know it's only been three days since I last saw them, but it seems much longer, with classes and all." Hannah and I walked out of transfiguration, headed to lunch. "I suppose they're coming today, since classes are over early, don't you?" she asked.

"I suppose," I responded, but something caught my eye- in the sky. "What is that?" I pointed to the flying object.

"It looks to be a…. flying carriage?" was Hannah's response/question. Our eyes met.

"They're coming," I said, and we took off running for the front lawn.

Annabeth POV

"Ya know, I still don't get why we have to wear full armor," Percy muttered, climbing into the chariot he and Nico where to ride up to the castle in.

"Or ride in chariots," Nico added, trying to follow Percy, but with no avail.

"Animals must really hate you, Nico." Thalia laughed as Percy tried to restrain the horses.

"Chiron?" Nico began to complain. "May I please ride Mrs. O'Leary? Please?"

"But then Percy would be alone," Chiron pointed out.

"He could ride with us," I suggested.

"WHAT? NO!" Thalia yelped.

"Perfect. You alright with this, Percy?" Chiron ignored the daughter of Zeus.

"Of course," Percy came and joined Thalia and I as Nico whistled for everyone's favorite hellhound. After a failed attempt to keep her off Percy, who had to go clean up the dog slobber, while Thalia, Chiron, Nico, and I set the chariot upright.

When we finally left, it was then that Percy and Thalia choose to relive their old argument: the last capture the flag game we lost to the Hunters of Artemis. The usual 'don't leave your post'- 'unless you see a golden opportunity' and 'if you hadn't left your post, we would've won!'- but you had too many of them following you!' Last time, Percy ended up electrocuted, and Thalia was drenched, so I figured I needed to stop them. "GUYS!" I yelled, thankfully not spooking the horses. "Cut it out, would ya?" But, they ignored me.

This is gonna be a long ride, I thought as the giant wooden gates of the castle appeared.

Hannah POV

"Where's the fire, Bones?" a familiar voice called from the Great Hall. I spun around, knowing who would be with the owner of that voice.

"Justin," I glared at Zacharias. "They're here."

"Now?" he questioned.

"Yes, now, you dimwit!" I grabbed his arm and pulled him outside. There stood several teachers, trying to keep the students back from the landing carriage, and the docking ship on the Black lake.

"'Scuse us, Professor." I grabbed Susan's arm and shoved my way up to Professor Snape- not my first choice of professor, but he was the closest.

"What do you need, Abbott?" he sneered. "Can't you see that I'm very busy?"

"Sir, we need to meet up with the chariots," Susan spoke up with so much confidence that I would've let her though- however, Severus Snape had other plans.

"Ten points from Hufflepuff for lying to me, Bones." he sneered, just as the large wooden doors of the outer wall's gate opened, revealing a gilded chariot and a hellhound, followed by more chariots, each row with two abreast.

"Bones! Abbott! Finch-Fletchley!" Snape bellowed. "Get back here!"

"Sorry Professor!" I yelled, reaching the first chariot and hellhound, hosting a surprised Annabeth and three laughing children of the Big 3.

"Hey Michel," I ran back a chariot and swung myself into a chariot carrying my brother.

"Hey Susan, Justin," he greeted as Justin swung himself in.

"Ha! Look at Snape's face!" Susan whipped her head around from the first chariot. The look on his face was priceless: a mix between 'I just saw a turd' and 'I can't believe they where telling the truth!'

"I can't believe you guys didn't tell me they where here! Then I would have gotten out here on time!" Luna pouted as she pulled herself into the chariot to the left of ours, the one containing Clarisse, Katie, and Silena.

"You're not late," Katie hugged her, and Luna hugged her back, but rolled her eyes.

"Sure I'm not."

I am so so so so so sorry! I know I said that I would update earlier this week, but my internet wasn't working! And, I promise, the chapter after next will be getting on with the story! I did have to divide them somewhere, and had major writer's block on that part, so I couldn't write it! Sorry again, please review, thanks, love you guys,

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