Hey guys, I'm back with another chapter!
I know it has been a while, but I hope you enjoy this chapter….. I really wanted to upload this on my birthday, but I've been sick for the past week and haven't really had time to type it up….
Thank you to all the people who reviewed chapter six! I was so happy to read them all. I just want to respond to a single review before we start the chapter.
CalypsoNightshadeValdez12- I'm glad I managed to make you cry? I guess :) also, Yes, I have read GoF but the reason that I used the movie's portrayal of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang is due to the fact that most of my friends who are HP fans have only seen the movies (I know-then they're not true fans) so I assumed (no one get offended, please) that everyone has either seen the movies or read the books as well, so I used the movie's portrayal so there would be less confusion.
Enjoy!
3rd Person POV
Charlie Weasley hurried up through the stands, wand in hand, panting slightly. He had run all the way from the castle.
It had been a while since he had been at Hogwarts and now that he was here, he was relishing every moment. He had missed it- the castle, the grounds, the fresh and brisk air in the morning- in all, he was glad to be back.
He closed the remaining distance and reached the two headmasters, breathing hard.
"All the students are in the castle, Professor. The teachers are doing all that they can to keep everyone calm."
"Thank you, Charlie," Dumbledore said with a smile; his bright blue eyes distracted.
"First the incident with the bloody Horntail, and now this…" Charlie mused, his voice rushed, "….What is it exactly? It's not a dragon is it?"
"No Mr. Weasley," Mr. Brunner said grimly, "it is not a dragon. It is its elder cousin- a Drakon. The Lydian Drakon to be exact."
"A Drakon? But…But Drakons are a myth… a legend!" He stammered wildly, staring at Chiron with wide eyes.
"They are as much as a myth as Salazar Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets," Dumbledore said gravely.
A chorus of shouts, from the arena, drew the trio's attention. They looked over just in time to see one of Delphi's students thrown across the stadium, blood flowing freely from a wound.
"Merlin's beard!" The Dragon Keeper exclaimed, stepping back, "I have to help them. I'm not about to let a bunch of underage wizards die to protect their friend."
As the second-eldest Weasley ran off to help the Demigods, Chiron turned to the tall wizard next to him.
"If only he knew…."
"Take that you stupid beast! No one hurts my friends and gets away with it!" Leo shouted, shooting a jet of white-hot flames at the drakon's left eye.
Percy and Annabeth had gotten hold of the monster's attention, for about two seconds, before the Son of Poseidon had charged at it, Riptide brandished, yelling something that sounded a lot like: 'FOR SILENA!'
He had jumped, surrounded by a glowing blue aura- the blessing of Poseidon- somehow managed to land on Blackjack, and had broken the monster's right cornea, piercing its glowing yellow iris. The drakon had howled in outrage, before tossing the demigod carelessly across the rocks.
A second howl was heard as the pillar of fire, Leo had sent towards the drakon's eye made contact- dimming the second eye.
Great, Leo thought, now we have an angry- and blind- Drakon that wants to kill us!
He loved being a Half-Blood.
"Ha! That's what you get, you overgrown chameleon!" he taunted, moving out of the way.
The beast turned to face him.
"Oh crap."
Dimly, he heard his friends calling his name, warning him to look out.
Everything seemed to slow down as Leo took a deep breath and prepared for the worst.
"Protego!" a voice shouted from behind him; breaking the time spell.
The creature's venomous green poison bounced harmlessly off of the shield charm to the ground. The Son of Hephaestus- who had been knocked to the ground- looked up at his savior.
A red headed wizard, with a face full of freckles; warm brown eyes watched him with concern as he stood and dusted off his clothes.
"Thanks," he said to the wizard.
"Are you hurt?" he asked Leo.
"No… I'm Leo, by the way," the demigod added after a moment of thought.
"Charlie… Charlie Weasley."
There was something about this boy that unnerved Charlie slightly… he had the same playful aura as Fred and George.
"Leo!" Piper said, tackling him with a hug, "I'm glad you're not dead!"
"I'm glad I'm not dead too, Beauty Queen."
Charlie watched the pair. They had a natural chemistry of friendship between them, like Harry and Ron.
The shadows thickened slightly.
"If you had died, I'm sure Daedalus could use an extra hand… or two," Nico Di-Angelo said, Annabeth at his side.
The trio looked over at him with blank confusion. The architect elbowed Nico painfully in the ribs.
"What?! It's true!" He yelped, rubbing his side.
Ignoring his outburst, she started talking to the others.
"Will, Calypso, and the Hogwarts nurse, are tending to Percy; Jason, Frank, and Hazel are holding off the Drakon from attacking the school…. For now…."
"So what's the problem?" Leo inquired.
The blonde glanced at Nico and bit her lip.
"Frank is the only one who can kill it."
"Oh," he said in a small voice.
Annabeth's gaze drifted over to Charlie, and her eyes lit up with an idea.
"You're a Dragon Keeper?"
He nodded. "Charlie Weasley."
"Well Charlie, we're going to need your help. I need you to ready our men with your strongest stunning spells," Annabeth sounded as if she was commanding an army.
The red-head nodded and ran off muttering under his breath.
"Come on you two, we've got a Drakon to kill."
'Since when do you take orders from a Seventh year? Let alone a girl?" Arthur, a fellow Dragon Keeper asked.
"She's different… No, Blimey Arthur! Not like that!" Charlie cried, seeing his friend's mischievous smirk.
"If you say so," he said, eyebrows raised.
"Oh, shut up Arthur," Charlie said, blushing furiously.
"You're the leader Charles."
"And don't call me Charles."
Seven half-bloods and half a dozen wizards surrounded the Drakon in a circle.
"Hold your positions!" Annabeth shouted, clutching her bone sword, as the monster snarled and stumbled around blindly.
"Come on you big Lizard! Come and get me!" Frank taunted the beast.
The Lydian Drakon, now blind thanks to Leo and Percy, turned to face the Son of Mars, and with a ground-shaking roar, charged at him.
"3… 2… 1…." The Daughter of Wisdom counted under her breath. "NOW!"
"STUPEFY!"
The cry echoed around the empty stadium, as six bolts of red energy hit the beast. Some were direct hits that caused the monster to stumble back, others bounced off its iron hard scales.
Shaking off the temporary distraction, the drakon surged forward with a roar.
It attacked Frank, and within moments, dissolved with a hiss, into sparkling golden sand.
Silence. No one moved.
"Frank?" Hazel's cry bounced off the rocks and stands, "Frank?!"
The creature's vacant shell shuddered and erupted into blinding black flames.
"FRANK!"
Hazel's knees went weak and buckled. Her vision blurred as her brother ran over, catching her before she hit the ground. She sobbed into his shoulder, shaking. The others- including the wizards- stayed back to give them space.
"Hazel," Nico whispered, "he's not dead."
The daughter of Pluto looked at him, her gold eyes red with tears.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't sense death…" Nico narrowed his eyes, raising his voice he shouted: "Frank Zhang, you come out here right now! I don't care if you're wounded; you get your podex out here now!"
A bright light filled the arena and the second Praetor of Rome stood there; face pale and haggard, his arms covered in bruises, his blue T-Shirt shredded, and the rest of him speckled with blood and ichor.
He turned to his girlfriend turned to his girlfriend, a sad smile on his face.
"Hazel, I am so-" he didn't get to finish his sentence. Hazel ran at him, wrapping her arms around him.
He leaned into the embrace, until she pulled back, slapped him across the face, and hugged him even tighter, burying her face in his shoulder.
"Don't you ever do something like that again, you hear me? You scared the Hades out of me!"
"I love you Hazel. I will always be here, I promise," Frank said; brushing her tears away with his thumbs, before planting a kiss on her forehead, pulling her closer.
"Frazel!" Piper squealed happily.
All the people who were present looked at her oddly.
"Umm… Piper? Your Aphrodite is showing," Leo said with a grin.
''I ruined the moment didn't I?" She asked, slapping Leo playfully on the arm.
"A little bit Piper, yeah," Frank said jokingly, a smile forming on his face.
Later that day….
The nine Demigods and Calypso sat around the campfire, joking and laughing.
The Drakon's talons had caught Percy's side, tearing the skin around his rids. However, thanks to Calypso, Will, and Madame Pomfrey's fast-acting remedies, he was on his feet; under strict orders from the school nurse not to over exert himself too much- which he promptly ignored.
"So what'd you transform into Frank?" Will asked, stroking his boyfriend's hair absentmindedly.
The Son of Mars gulped. "An um... celestial bronze swordfish…"
"A celestial bronze swordfish?" Leo echoed, laughter edging into his voice.
"It was the first thing I thought of! I was panicking… then I transformed into a fly so that I could get away quickly…."
Jason clapped him on the back, as the group burst into laughter.
"And what's all this about- as Piper put it- a 'Frazel' kiss?" Percy asked once everyone had calmed down.
"He just kissed my forehead. That's all!" Hazel said, her cheeks flaming up, squeezing Frank's hand protectively.
"Well, that ship has sailed," he said, cracking a smile.
"I don't get it…" Calypso said suddenly, "what do boats have anything to do with their relationship?"
"Much to learn… my old padawan," Leo said to her, "this is just the beginning."
The Riddle House-
"Master…. Master please… forgive me..." Wormtail struggled for breath, his throat paper-dry.
"And why should I forgive you for your failure?"
The second voice came high and clear from a blood-red armchair, which sat in front of the hearth.
"P…p…please, My Lord…. I beg of you… do not send me to him…. I beg you…" he pleaded. The traitor sounded truly afraid.
"Has there been any news from our spy?" the voice was cold and merciless, like a snake.
"O-only that the Chase girl may cause some problems in… in the future, My Lord," he trembled.
"Then we must act with haste Wormtail. Carefully and cautiously, but with haste nonetheless; make the potion."
"N-now?" Peter Pettigrew shook from head to toe.
"Yes."
"Of course, My Lord." He bowed deeply and hurried from the room.
Pausing only once to retrieve a small cloth sack, Wormtail exited the house, his destination located at the center of the manors open grounds.
Setting the sack alongside a freshly dug hole, he opened the bag and retrieved a glimmering silver knife, the blade shining in the moonlight; and two vials. The first contained a jet-black hair; the second contained a silvery-white liquid.
He raised the gleaming knife to his palm.
"Blood of a traitor- with silver given," he said, letting the blade bite into his palm, his blood- black in the harsh moonlight- dripping from its point into the pit.
"Hair of the lover- unknowingly taken-"he added the hairs into the mixture, "- and memories of the mother- forcibly retrieved." He opened the second vial and poured the cloudy liquid into the hole.
"Rise- child of the earth and hate-RISE!"
Out of the pit, a shapeless creature rose and growled- making Peter shiver. The grounds were suddenly engulfed with poisonous green and purple smoke.
250 miles away, Harry Potter woke with a scream, his scar on fire.
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