Sorry for any typos, blah blah blah. Usual disclaimer applies (stop rubbing it in my face, Uncle Rick)
Previously:
"Now that that's cleared up, I think-" Piper cut short when a wall of darkness slammed into Percy.
Third Person (again)
The students yelled as the shape pounced and attacked Percy. In the panic they didn't realize the demigods were grinning, and Percy was cracking up.
"Mrs O'Leary! Down girl, down! Yeah, I love you too! Down!"
Finally Mrs. O'Leary climbed off Percy and bounded over to Nico, who patted her on the head. Then, she curled up and started snoring.
Percy wiped the drool off of his face.
"Sorry bout that," he grinned. "This is Mrs. O'Leary. She's my pet Hellhound,"
"You have a pet hellhound?"
"It's a really long story, involving a burning school, a battle, and monsters throwing lava at me,"
In that confusion, they hadn't realized who had been on Mrs. O'Leary's back.
"Nice to see you too," Rachel rolled her eyes.
"Rachel!" Annabeth yelled, and hugged the Oracle.
Jason and Hazel smiled from where they stood and hugged their friends.
"Why didn't you tell us you were coming?" Piper asked excitedly.
Jason grinned. "We wanted it to be a surprise," He looked out on the crowd. "Hello!" He said casually.
"Oh, this is Jason, son of Jupiter, and Hazel, daughter of Pluto," Annabeth pointed to the just-arrived Romans. "And this is Rachel, she's mortal, but she's also the Oracle,"
Rachel smiled. "That means the future comes and mugs me every so often and tells the future, but I don't remember what I say,"
Another roar, and someone yelling, "Divination is fake! You wouldn't know the future if it stabbed you in the eye!"
Rachel grinned even more. "How ironic, I stabbed the Titan of Time in the eye with my hairbrush when I was in labyrinth. I have the spirit of the ancient Oracle of Apollo inhabiting my very being, what to you have, tea leaves and glass balls? Don't ask me a question, I tend to get visions or say a prophecy,"
"She's said the prophecy that basically put us all to our deaths," Jason said matter-of-factly.
"Oh, and Jason and I are just visiting, by the way," Hazel told everyone, as the demigods groaned.
Professor Mcgonagall stood up. "Ms. Dare must be sorted into her house. I will go get the sorting hat,"
She disappears behind a tapestry to the right.
Umbridge wrinkled her nose in disgust.
"Half-breeds, and a useless, possessed muggle? We'll kill you off!"
Rachel stood up, and stared at Umbridge in the eye.
"Demigods have been living in secret for over two thousand years. There're half-breeds from the mythological world all over, whether that's Half Nymph, Half God, they usually turns out to be a Cyclops, not to be confused with the Elder Cyclops, then there's half god half human, half nymph half satyr, it's complicated. You think you can kill us off when there's so many who don't know what or who they are?" Rachel's bright green eyes seemed to bore into Umbridge's like bullets.
"And I'm not uselessly possessed. I don't always tell a prophecy, but when someone asks me a question sometimes I get visions, or omens about the future, even in the middle of math class. During the first war, I had dreams about the enemy, and I figured out who would kill the the second biggest threat. I've said prophecies that foretold second war, then, two months later, Percy disappeared. I'm not 'uselessly' possessed,"
They all stared at her. Umbridge looked affronted.
"You really expect us to believe all that?"
Then something weird happened. Rachel gasped, and her pupils dilated, then shrunk to half their usual size. A few wisps of green smoke appeared at Rachel's feet, and she stumbled backwards. Percy barely managed to steady her before she fell.
"Prophecy?" He asked, a little frantic after seeing her eyes. "Prophecy!"
Rachel managed to shake her head and righted herself. Her eyes were back to normal. The mist was gone.
"No. Just a vision. Normally that doesn't happen, but normally I don't predict people's fate,"
"What was the vision?" Percy asked her with a whisper. The others crowed around while Rachel told them what she saw.
Umbridge obviously wanted to know what her fate was, but she scoffed.
"And why would I believe you knew my fate, perhaps?"
Thalia glared at her. Percy studied her, wondering why it was such a sensitive subject for her.
"When someone has an actual vision of your fate, you have to believe them. Once, when I was twelve, I was on the run with... With my other friend. Right before we found Annabeth, we got trapped in a mansion by monsters that could imitate any voice. There was a man in there too, cursed for reading the future and saving a little girl from a terrible death. He read our futures too. I didn't believe him. I didn't understand how I would be dead but alive, or have a family again, after I had known Jason dead and my mother a psycho. I didn't believe my friend would betray anyone. But if I believed him... I could've saved him,"
The demigods who had known Luke looked close to tears, especially Annabeth and Thalia. Umbridge scoffed again, but it was clear she believed Rachel and Thalia.
Professor Mcgonagall cleared her throat. She had a three legged stool next to her, and was holding the ratty sorting hat.
"I assume you know the procedure?" She asked. Rachel nodded and sat on the stool.
Before she placed the hat on Rachel's head, the Professor faced the students.
"Now," she said, "because of Ms. Dare's-" Rachel flinched, "-gift with prophecy, she will be assisting Professor Trelawney,"
She plopped the hat on Rachel's head. The hat seemed to shudder right when it touched her flaming red hair.
It was silent for long time. By the look on Rachel's face, she was having an internal battle with the hat. Based on the shaking the hat was doing, she was winning. Finally, the hat ripped open its mouth, if you can call it that, and shouted across the hall-
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"It's about time," Rachel grumbled. "Now get this thing off me!"
You can't kill me. My friend has already reserved that right after last chapters cliffie. At least she got a spoiler. You guys weren't so lucky. It's her birthday, though, so I'm letting her kill me. (Her pen name is virgodragon. Ha ha Nani, unexpected shoutout!)
Anywho, I placed Rachel in Gryffindor because of the votes. I got several more votes for Gryffindor than Ravenclaw. I don't know the exact count because I'm in the dark, typing this, supposed to be sleeping. (Shh)
I also don't know exactly how I'll do the next few chapters, since I'm not going to run through every single day from beginning of the year to end. That would take way too long, and be boring. Besides, I have two other fanfic ideas, and I want to get to them. I'm probably going to make a montage of events leading up to the finale, which hopefully won't be a dull 1k.
That's all for now, you shall read next time! Now I can sleep!
~Kugelblitzer~
