Hey guys! Leofangirl here! Uh… Wand Ceremony? That's all enjoy!
Hmm who should I torture next…:]
Percy's POV
Ow… still ow. But okayer ow. Wonder how Grover's doing ow. Is the empathy link still intact ow. Thinking hurts. I slowly open my eyes, and see that Harry, Hermione, and Ron are here. They're doing homework. "Hi…" I try to mumble, although it sounds more like a mphhh. Harry hears me anyways.
"Percy! You're okay!" He yells joyfully. The worst part of being injured is that you can't make sarcastic comments when you're mouth feels like it's full of hydra guts, or something.
"course I-am" I try to say "Annabeth would kill me if I was dead, march right down to the underworld, and kill me a couple more times"
When Ron, Harry, and Hermione give me weird looks I realise my mistake… "who's Annabeth?" Harry asks.
"A close friend" I reply quickly. Hoping to avoid my mistake.
"And what about this underworld?" Ron questions, this one will be a little harder to explain.
"Uh.." I say and decide to tell just a sliver of the truth "well at the summer camp I went to, while in America I… the camp instructor wanted us to learn about Greek mythology, I really got into it, as with most of the camp and we started.. ya know kind of worshipping the greek Gods at the camp."
"Like Pluto and Jupiter and those ones?" Hermione questions.
"Uh.. sorta.. those are the Roman ones… we do the greek ones, like Poseidon." I try to sit up, to see them better. OW! OW OW OW OW OW! I fall back on to the bed, and Hermione runs to (hopefully) get the doctor.
Hopefully they are as good as Will...
Harry's POV
When Percy flops back down into his bed I freak out. I could see him easing his way up into a sitting position before he fell. Hermione, always the logical one, runs to get the med-witch.
"Percy?" I ask.
"Mphhhhh" okay so he's alive. That's good.
"You good?" I ask him.
"Mhabie" okay okay, calm down Harry, Percy's okay… he's okay.
Madame Pomfrey runs in and shoos us away because we 'agitated the patient'.
Hermione goes to the library for Merlin knows why, and we follow her, because… what else should we do?
When we get there Hermione starts running around, grabbing books. She orders us to claim a table, although there's no one here.
She runs by dropping stacks of books on the table as she goes. I take a look at one of the books on the table. Hippogriffs, written and Illustrated by Samuel the Hippogriff.
A book written by a Hippogriff? Has she cleared out the section yet? I open the book anyways, and find…
Skauk neigh squaaaak neigh squak skuakity squak.
I stop reading there, and shove the book back onto the stack. I see the familiar first year book, which I know is in English, and open it to the section on Hippogriffs.
I scan the page and find… nothing new. This is going to be a long night, assuming that Hermione is going to take these books back to the common room and make us read them.
Yesterday I had been so sick with worry that I was unable to do anything but think of Percy. I had barely slept last night, and I know that I should get some rest, but I'm already planning to go see him tonight.
As long as I can get away from Hermione and her book army.
I flipped through another book, thankfully school started on a Friday, so today is Saturday, so we have all day to search these books for… uh whatever Hermione's looking for… yeah.
I flop in my chair and pick up another book. This one is thick, pretty new, and… not about Hippogriffs? Greek mythology. Okay. Well yeah we should know about my brothers forced-ish religion. I start to read, and prepare myself for a long, boring book, but instead I get something better.
(Goes and gets book… oh and extra disclaimer)
I hope I'm getting extra credit for this. A publisher in new york asked me to write down what I know about the greek Gods, and I was like, "can we do this anonymously? Because I don't need the Olympians mad at me again." What? I keep reading.
But if it helps you to know your Greek gods, and survive an encounter with them if they show up in your face, then I guess writing this down is my good deed for the week. If you don't know me, my name is Percy wait Percy! That's not possible. Wait oh.. Jackson. Nevermind.
But I'll keep the book anyways. It seems interesting. Hmm. I slip it in my bag and continue to check out the books about Hippogriffs.
Hermione finally sits down at the table and reaches out for, you guessed it, Hippogriffs, by Sameul the Hippogriff. She opens the front cover, and I can tell that she's astounded at what she finds.
I start to laugh.
I can't help it it's funny! She scowls a little at me and says "do you think we could translate this to English? There are some animal-speak encyclopedias".
"That might work" I reply. We go off into the creatures, and beasts section and grab some more books, then dump them on the table.
Man books are heavy. How does Hermione carry all of them without breaking both of her arms? I open one on eagles and flip through to find an eagle-speak spell. There were no books on Hippogriffs, so Hermione is going to try to find one for horses, while I find one on eagles.
I finally find the spell. I poke Hermione and Ron, who joined us trying to find the spells about 20 minutes ago.
"Guys I found the eagle spell"
"Cool, Hermione has looked through every single horse book in the library, there's no spell for it." Ron states.
"We can try just the eagle spell and then try to decipher the book." Hermione suggests. We all agree, and perform the spell on each other.
The book still looks like nonsense. But now there's the usual and, and the and Hippogriffs and food.(my gosh look at that sentence) Still nonsense. We decide to keep the book anyways, just in case we find the spell. (Ya know the one for horses)
Walking up to the hospital wing, I start to get jumpy. I don't know why but I feel like something is going to happen.
But too late to turn back now.
I didn't bring Hermione or Ron, I just need some quality time with my brother. Just me and him. Maybe he'll tell me about his time in America. It just seems like he's really uncomfortable sharing it, but he knows I'm there to protect him.
He'll tell me. It's just the sleep deprivation telling me that he won't. I'm just tired. Oh, and I'm also here. I slip through the doors and sit on one of the empty beds, I don't want to wake him. Maybe I'll just watch him sleep. That sounds stalker ish.
But then he moves. Percy drags himself out of bed, madame Pomfrey must have gave him some really good medicine, and he Stumbles over to the table, where a cup of water is resting. He picks it up, and dumps it. On his head.
He's probably hot, and that's normal, but him staying dry is not. I must just be sleep deprived. Only elementals can do that type of magic.
Right?
Okay and that's all folks. That's a wrap. Go home we're gonna start shooting at hmm 12:30 tomorrow. In the morning. See you all soon!
Leofangirl :]
Okay, but I won't be able to write one chapter in that amount of time tho.
