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Disclaimer: Non habent omnino PJO Harrius Potter vel. That was my Latin disclaimer, sorry if I got things wrong... this was from Google Translate.
Harry's P.O.V.
I blearily opened my eyes, rubbing them furiously. I sat up to see Ron looking at me worriedly. I sighed. "Something wrong, Ron?" I questioned and he frowned at me.
"I should be asking you that, mate." he muttered. "So, are you okay?" he asked. My mind flashed back to where Voldemort and I had our little talk.
I frowned slightly. "Uh, yeah, I'm fine." I assured my friend, who still looked uncertain. He shrugged and headed down to the Great Hall. I grimaced, getting out of my bed and slowly changing into my robes. Percy and Grover were gone, so I guess they left early. I trudged down to the Great Hall, seeing Percy, Annabeth, Percy and Ginny were glaring at Ron and Hermione. Grover had the deer-in-headlights look. Percy whispered something in the redhead's ear and she smirked at Ron. Grover and Annabeth were glaring at my two best friends. I scrunched my brow in confusion and anger. Why was Ginny mad at Ron and Hermione? What was Percy and Ginny smirking at? If it was insulting, I swear...
Don't you see? A voice said in my head and I jumped. That sounded like... Voldemort's voice. But it couldn't be.
Yes it can. I am Lord Voldemort. I can go into your mind now. Not control you, but communicate with you. I could practically see him smiling smugly.
'Shut up!' I thought angrily.
Whoa, no need to be so snappy, Potter. But as I was saying, can't you see? Those Americans are dirtying Miss. Weasley's mind. They want to turn her against you. Their plan is to get all of your friends against you. In a way, they are helping me. I nearly tripped in shock. That couldn't be... the Americans were really nice. At least I think they are.
'You're-you're lying!' I screamed at him in my mind.
He chuckled. You wish.
I muttered unflattering things about Voldemort as I headed towards my friends.
"Hey Harry!" Ginny said cheerfully. I was about to respond, but remembering that she was smirking and probably insulting my friends, I ignored her, but immediately regretted it as I saw her hurt expression. I pushed the guilt away with difficulty. I walked up to Ron and Hermione, sitting next to my brown haired friend.
"Hey guys," I said, smiling at them, but they gave me serious looks.
"Harry, what's Ginny doing with the Americans. I feel like they were all laughing at us." Ron muttered darkly. I glanced at them. Ginny seemed to be hiding her face, while the transfers were glowering at me. What did I do? I turned back to Hermione and Ron.
"I don't know. It's like she doesn't care about us anymore." I stated.
Hermione frowned. "What are they doing to her?" she asked in a small voice.
Ron heaved a big sigh. "I don't know..." he trailed off, but didn't look that worried.
"Did you and Ginny have a row?" I asked. He nodded, casting his gaze everywhere but them.
Ginny's P.O.V.
I woke up a little early and tried to wake up Hermione, who covered her head with a pillow. "Go away," she mumbled. I was surprised. Usually it was the other way around. Hermione would be trying to get me up. I sighed, going to wake up Annabeth, who was more cooperative than Hermione. We changed out of our pajamas, heading down to breakfast.
We sat down and I piled my plate high with a bunch of breakfast items. Annabeth put smaller portions on her plate. Percy and Grover soon came down and joined us. "Hey guys," Percy greeted us. Annabeth and I smiled at them in response. Just as I stated eating, I saw Ron and Hermione arguing, heading to the table. My brother looked like he was about to pull his hair out. I heard Hermione mention Harry's name and I just had to know what they were bickering about.
"Harry? What's wrong with Harry?" I questioned Ron. I guess Ron was very annoyed with Hermione because he whipped his head towards me and said, "Why do you care? It's not like he's your friend. He barely even knows you!" Ron snapped, turning around and stomping away. Hermione shot me an apologetic glance. I tried to brush it off, but it was hard. I mean, my brother said some hurtful things. He knows that I have a crush on Harry and to say that Harry doesn't care about me was a low blow. A very low blow. What have I ever done to him? I was really worried and he just explodes. Annabeth and Percy looked angry about Ron's comment while Grover seemed surprised that Ron would say that to me.
"That was really mean of him to say," Annabeth patted my hand that was clutching my fork in a tight grip.
Percy leaned in and whispered, "If he always acts like that, I'm surprised that Harry still wants to be his friend." I smirked. That was very true. According to Hermione, Ron and Harry have had some serious arguments. To me it seemed like Ron was different from Harry. They both liked Quidditch, but Ron was in love with chess like Harry was in love with Quidditch. There wasn't much they could connect to.
Harry has no family besides his aunt and uncle and Ron has a very large family. All those cousins, aunts, uncles, and siblings. Sometimes I feel like Harry gets jealous when he sees Ron and our brothers goofing around. I suppose that I would feel the same though. Harry was walking towards his friends and I was very desperate to prove to myself that Harry did like me.
"Hey Harry!" I greeted cheerfully. He opened his mouth, but closed it and hurried off to Ron and Hermione. Okay, THAT was cold. My heart felt heavy and my shoulders slumped. I really thought that Harry at least thought of me as a friend. He had ignored me. What had I done? Was Ron right? Did Harry really barely know me? My mind was numb and I didn't speak for a long time.
"Ginny?" Grover asked gently. I glanced at him. "Are you... okay?" he asked sincerely. I smiled. At least some people care about me.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I answered.
"Do you want me to beat him up for you?" Percy queried.
I laughed, but shook my head. "No, it's fine, Percy. Thanks for the offer though." He grinned at me, stabbing a fork into his pancake, frowning and grumbling about how it wasn't blue and it shouldn't have the honor of being eaten by him. I giggled as Annabeth rolled her eyes in affection.
"Oh Percy, not everything has to be blue." Annabeth smacked her boyfriend lightly, who gave her an innocent look.
"So, tell me about Camp Half-Blood." I said quietly to Grover.
"Sure. I'm sure that you know about the Greek Gods?" he questioned and I responded with a swift nod. "Right, well, those gods and goddesses hook up with mortals which is our term for Muggle, I think. The offspring of the gods and the mortals... they're called demigods and we satyrs try to round up all of them and bring them to camp," Grover paused, letting it sink in. Camp Half-Blood, gods, mortals, satyrs. "Okay... what do demi-gods do at camp?" I asked curiously.
"They have, well, lessons. They learn archery, the art of sword fighting, arts and crafts, pegasi riding, canoeing and a lot more." Grover informed me.
"Sounds fun, but where do you guys sleep?" I questioned.
"The gods usually claim their children after they get to camp and we have a cabin for each god and goddess. If you're a daughter of Ares, you'd go to the Ares cabin." Grover explained and I nodded in understanding.
"If I was a demigod, what god or goddess do you think my parent would be?" I asked him.
He narrowed his eyes, thinking. "Um, Aphrodite?" he asked tentatively.
I looked at him blankly. "The... love goddess?" I said in disbelief.
"Okay, not her, how about... Hermes?" he decided.
I put a thoughtful look on my face. "Prankster god? Yeah, that would be cool. What about Artemis? She's so cool!" I asked hopefully.
"Well, Artemis is a maiden goddess, but she does have her Hunters of Artemis. She treats them like her daughters. They are basically a group of girls who hunt monsters together and they have to swear off boys." Grover said.
"The guy I like doesn't like me, so that is a very promising idea." I state curtly, frowning in Harry's direction.
"Don't worry Ginny, I'm sure that Harry likes you. He might have just got off to a rough start." Percy said kindly.
I smiled gratefully at him. "Thanks Percy," I patted his cheek.
Harry's P.O.V.
I looked over and saw Ginny patting Percy's cheek. A rush of envy went through me before I shook my head. 'No Harry, you're just going to get her hurt.' I reluctantly looked away from the redhead beauty.
This chapter was fun to write. I hoped you enjoyed! Please review! I expect that the next chapter will be up on Wednesday or Thursday hopefully. See you! :D
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