A/N: Sorry for the delay guys! Ice wasn't feeling too well.

Anyway, here you are, and PJ is coming up on Thursday evening (our time, so if you're in the States it'll probably be Thurs morning.)

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And we don't

Own Harry Potter, no~

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-Flame

CHAPTER 3

Harry dragged Ron downstairs just to see Hermione open the book to the page 'Gorgons', and begin to read.

"Gorgons are sometimes depicted as having wings of gold, brazen claws, the tusks of boars, but most often with the fangs and skin of a serpent. The oldest oracles were said to be protected by serpents and-"

"A gorgon image often was associated with these temples." Harry interrupted, reading over her shoulder.

"Hang on, an oracle? Isn't that Greek?" Ron asked.

"YES! We're reading a book about Greek mythology!" Hermione yelled.

"Oh. Yeah."

"So anyway, carry on." Harry said, eager to hear what was to come next.

"Lionesses and sphinxesare frequently associated with the gorgon as well. The powerful image of the-"

"HERMIONE!"

Hermione turned around just to see a thousand pound black dog with glowing red eyes leap at her from across the corridor. She rolled out of the way and whipped her wand out of her pocket. "STUPEFY!" She yelled and a red stream of light flew out of the wand and hit the monster square in the chest.

The monster flew backwards, slamming into the wall, breaking a glass ornament on a shelf nearby which fell off the wooden cabinet and shattered on the beast's head. The massive animal roared, enraged, and pounced at Ron. Ron fumbled in his pocket for his wand but Harry saved the day. Leaping in front of the huge creature he roared, "IMPEDIMENTA!"

The monster froze; it's claws ready to slash Ron into pieces.

"Quick. The monster will unfreeze in about two minutes . We need to apparate straight away."

"But-"

"WE HAVE NO TIME RON. The giant hellhound will unfreeze in approximately one minute 30 seconds."

"Hermio-" But Ron didn't have time to finish his complaint as Hermione had already grabbed his and Harry's arms and whisked them away.

The trio landed on a hill somewhere in the middle of Scotland. There were about twenty houses positioned in a circle around the hill and a train track just beside the circle.

"Er, Where have you taken us Hermione?" Ron asked, for the place was unfamiliar in every single way to him.

"You seriously don't recognize this place?" Harry said, admiring Hermione's quick thinking.

"Nope."

"It's the town two miles away from Hogwarts! You know, that place with the big hill behind it?"

"Still don't remember it."

"Never mind."

"So, anyway, how are we gonna get to Hogwarts?" Ron thought out loud.

Hermione looked at him incredulously.

"We're going to walk."

"But, you know I hate walki-"

"RON. We are GOING to walk." Hermione said with a look that said 'complain one more time and I am going to SMASH you into pulp.'

Ron gulped.

"So which route are we going to take, Hermione?" Harry asked politely, trying to raise their spirits.

"Follow the track." Hermione said, as if it was obvious.

After walking a mile, they began to see the castle in the distance. It was massive, but even from there they could see part of it was in ruins.

"Oh joy," Hermione muttered, "they haven't fixed all of the school."

"Well they wouldn't of, would they?" Ron said, "It's only been two weeks since the Battle of Hogwarts! They don't have that many members of staff!"

"I know, but you'd think they'd at the least call in Magical Maintenance to help, wouldn't you?" Hermione stated back to Ron.

"They have."

"They have?"

"Yeah. My dad told me that the damage done by death eaters could be so great that it might be beyond repair. The magical maintenance crews are really struggling to build parts of Hogwarts. Permanent magical damage could of m "

"Oh no." Hermione, for a second forgot all about her argument with Ron, as she imagined no education until Hogwarts was moved to another location.

"So anyway, builders are needed at Hogwarts."

They were getting much closer to Hogwarts now. About two hundred meters away Hermione spotted a problem.

"How are we going to get across the river? Are the boats still available over the summer break? How are we going to get in?"

"Oh, believe me, I've got a plan." Harry muttered. "There is a way in."

"I can't believe you managed to get me to do this." Hermione moaned. "You know I hate using my talking patronus. It drains all my energy."

"But you're the only one who can actually do it." Harry said.

"All right. But on one condition."

"What?" Harry and Ron said together.

"No copying my homework in your N.E.W.T year."

Ron groaned.

"Do we have to?" Harry asked.

"YES."

"Please?"

"Unless you don't want me to cast a talking patronus."

"Fine." Harry and Ron groaned.

"OK. Here goes." And Hermione summoned all her strength into thinking of a message and blasting it out of her wand.

"EXPECTO PATRONUM!"

A silver otter burst out of the tip of her wand. It flew around their heads in a circle before breaking over the barrier.

"Lets hope that worked." Harry muttered under his breath.

By now Hermione looked ready to collapse. She was really pale and sweaty.

"We'd better get in as fast as we possibly can," Harry said.

They could only just see the patronus fly over the lake and into the castle.

About two minutes later a light turned on inside.

"Lets just damn hope that light actually means that they've got to us."

A few minutes later, a bright shining light came out of the castle. Behind the bright light was their former transfiguration teacher and headmistress of Gryffindor and Hogwarts, Minerva McGonagall. As they got closer, Harry realized that the bright light was Hermione's patronus. The headmistress got to the river's end, got out of the boat and said, "Potter? Granger? Weasley? What are you doing here?" Then realizing how impolite that must of sounded she said, "Come in. I have very bad news to tell you all."

Rowing back on the boat, Harry must have been the most seasick he had ever been in his entire life. He was feeling terrible.

"So, what are you here for?"

Hermione told Professor McGonagall what happened.

"Well, I'm not a Dumbledore, I can't tell you for certain what it was, but let me tell you one thing: it is most unusual for monsters to follow wizards like that. In fact, if what you say is true, I'm surprised you weren't attacked while you were coming down the railway."

"So what was the bad news?"

"Sybil has told her third ever prophecy. It's not good, not good at all."

Harry threw up over the side.

"Nasty." Ron murmured.

"So what did the prophecy say?"

"The- actually, let her tell you herself."

"Did she know she had just completed a prophecy?" Ron asked.

"Actually, against all the odds, yes. For the first time ever, a seer has known what she or he has just said after telling the prophecy."

"Is that good?" Ron asked.

"We're not sure." replied the grim faced McGonagall.

"Surely-"

"Oh look, we're here." McGonagall said in a raised voice, obviously trying to steer the conversation away from the prophecy. "Since there aren't any spare towers to sleep in, you'll have to spend the night in Gryffindor Tower. Tomorrow we'll discuss what to do. Bedtime at eleven pm." She moved to turn away. "Oh, and for dinner, you'll find a plate of cheese and ham sandwiches in your dormitory. I'm afraid there are no other students at Hogwarts so you'll be-" She paused. "What's that bright light coming in through the window?" she wondered out loud.

A silver hare floated in through the window. It sat on the ground and said, in Luna Lovegood's voice, "Hi everyone! Can we come in please?"

A/N: Heads up Percabeth Fans! I wrote a PercyxAnnabeth oneshot a few days ago and it's currently on my profile. It's my first songfic and it would mean a lot to me if you could check it out and tell me what you think (plus you'd have some PJO before Thursday ;D).

Thank you so much for all your reviews! And a shout out to Arocksprpl2 whose review really just made my day =D

Cya soon everyone!

-Flame