VII. Hermione

The most noticeable thing inside the Hecate cabin is the statue. A towering marble statue of a goddess, rather stunningly beautiful and radiant. The room is very much like home, Hogwarts, with the magical vibe and the archaic architecture, Hermione thought.

"What do you reckon are we going to do now?" Ron asked, immediately after the three of them absorbed the thought of being descendants of a goddess.. has anyone known THIS thing? Does even Dumbledore know this?

"We should find a way how to get out here. You don't really think we could stay in here while everyone is in danger, right? While at it, we should probably seek for something to destroy this," Harry said, holding out the locket. The same locket that led to Dumbledore's condition to get worse.. the reason why he drank the poison that slowly infested him..

"Not much of a fan of prophecies, I am, but our life for the past few months have been all about one and I take it we can consider strengthening some 'bond' as their 'prophecy' suggests along while finding a weapon to finally dispose of the locket. I think-" Hermione would continue but Harry interrupted, "Perhaps not. Pardon me for saying this Hermione but I think our major concerns are getting out of here and destroying the locket and not strengthening some bond."

Silence filled the room as the question still hangs by the air, of what must be done and what must not. "Hephaestus," Hermione finally said with a deep sigh suggesting defeat, "The Hephaestus cabin is assigned for the armory. They make all items for the weaponry starting from the spears, the swords, the daggers and the father is rather great with those," she continued.

"Do you think they're willing to help us right away? I mean, we're just strangers in this place. We can't possibly just go around and ask for help on something like this... horcrux." Ron mused.

"Perhaps we can work on that." Hermione replied.

"... But we can find settle things about your lessons after. You are welcome to our cabin, by the way. Athena." Annabeth said smiling to Hermione and rushed somewhere, probably to Percy.

"So this is your idea of 'working' on our concerns? Lessons." Ron mused as the blonde girl was out of earshot.

"Look, not that I'm deprioritizing things but what if we can actually bond with them?" she asked Harry who faced her with a stern look, "Okay, we should get their trust, right? And what more better thing to do that than to meddle with them?" she continued, reasoning out. Harry didn't remove his look at her, so was Ron but after a while, they resigned.

"Fine. Just remember we couldn't stay here any longer, okay?" he said, "I'll just be around."

Ron, on the other hand, left quite a while before Harry and Hermione noticed. And so it was her left.

On the way to Cabin Six, as Annabeth has suggested, Hermione thought very much of the 'prophecy', what bond does it mean? But he only 'bond' that comes to her mind is the bond of the twin cores Harry and Voldemort's wand have. What bond would made them survive by dwelling within themselves? Was it their friendship - Her, Harry and Ron- ? But doubted at the same second, thinking they wouldn't have any problem with that. She fairly know that before, yes, Ron might have something quite of jealousy for Harry being the Chosen One and such but all that's gone now, she convinced herself. Ron willingly obliged himself to go with Harry, right? Not a slightest jealousy there. Not jealousy at all.. or was it?

The thought was nudged off by the sight of the Cabin Six. Unlike the Hermes cabin, where almost everyone is like plotting something to make you eat mud, or the Hecate cabin, well, they're the only one in there, the Athena cabin is quite filled with people very much like Annabeth - blonde hair and gray eyes, that is.

As Hermione quietly roamed her eyes while holding the door for the others not to notice her, someone just tapped her back which made her jerk and reach up her wand but not completely flung it open for it's just Annabeth.

"If you want, you can go in. Make yourself at home, I feel the vibe in you anyway. I guess Percy's right about your 'aura'." she said, gesturing with her hands.

"What 'aura'?" Hermione asked but Annabeth, smiling, just opened the door and announced, "Okay, guys. I have someone for you, and I feel like she's going to blend in." ...and slightly nudged Hermione with the same smile in her face.

"I'm Hermione Granger of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." she said, "I'm from the Hecate cabin." A buzzing sound filled the room with its occupants all murmuring and discussing things and even, Hermione might have heard, talking about numbers, which she cannot help herself but blend in,..

"If this happens to be Arithmancy, then would you give a chance to hear it?" ... and slightly lighten herself up for taking some lectures with Professor Vector. The response to her question was good, delivered with a smile. She hopes everything goes that way.