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Calypso

The first nightmares were the night after the troll attacked. It seemed that time had caught up with them and the nightmares were returning.

Calypso was jolted awake by a bloodcurdling scream. She crept out of the Girls' Dormitories and went into the Common Room. There, she saw Percy streak out of the room, eyes wide and fearful. She followed.

A returning scream from the Ravenclaw Tower made her go towards the sound, and she saw Annabeth fall into Percy's arms, crying.

Calypso crept away, blushing awkwardly.

November had begun and it was incredibly cold. Leo could withstand it because of his fire powers etc, but everyone else was freezing their butts off. Leo would walk around without a coat and then everyone would glare at him. He would shrug cheekily, and say, "Khione is no match for the Master of Flames!"

The mountains around the school were icy and gray. The ground was covered in frost all the time. Hagrid was wearing a thousand layers of clothes.

The Quidditch season was beginning, and Calypso really couldn't see the appeal to the game. It was just flying on dusty old broomsticks throwing balls around and getting hurt. Who would want to play such a game? Don't be a buzzkill, a voice in the back of her mind said. Have some fun!

Calypso knew that Harry would start his first match on Saturday after a lot of training. Gryffindor vs Slytherin! Oh how Calypso hated those Slytherins!

Hermione was more relaxed about breaking rules, and she and the others were out in the freezing courtyard on Friday, and she and Annabeth had made bright blue flames appear in a jar, with Leo helping out, holding his hand out, covered in white-hot flames, the other arm slung around Calypso protectively. Calypso felt butterflies in her stomach whenever he did that, though they had been Boyfriend and Girlfriend for a long time.

They were standing towards the fire to get warm, when Snape crossed over to the courtyard. The Demigods had mastered their "casual" faces, but apparently, the Wizards had not. Limping, Snape sensed something wrong about the way they looked, and came over. Annabeth extinguished the fire with a mutter and a small unnoticeable flick of her wand. Leo extinguished himself.

"What have you got there, Potter?"

Calypso let out a breath she hadn't known she'd been holding.

"Quidditch Through The Ages, Professor." Harry showed him the book.

"Library books are not to be taken outside the school," said Snape. "Give it to me. Five points from Gryffindor."

"That's not a rule!" protested Leo, eyes flashing angrily. Calypso placed a placating hand on his shoulder. The heat that had risen on his skin cooled a little.

"Ten points off for mouthing off!" barked Snape.

"But-" protested Percy.

"Fifteen points off!"

"Profes-" Frank was cut off.

"Do you want me to make it twenty?"

Everyone held their tongues.

Snape limped away.

"What's wrong with his leg?" asked Harry.

"I hope it hurts him," said Ron bitterly.

"That-that-" Leo shook with fury, eyes flashing with a fire that Calypso had never seen before. "He deserves nothing more than to go through Tartarus! No human is allowed to treat another being in that manner!"

Even Calypso couldn't calm him down.

Everyone took a step backwards.

The jar fell out of Hermione's hands and shattered.

Leo threw a fireball at Snape's robe. Unfortunately it caught fire and started to spread.

"Run." Reyna's voice sounded tiny and far away. Then Calypso looked up and saw that Reyna had already taken off running, and was, in fact, tiny and far away.

Leo looked at his hands. Calypso's heart sank as she saw that his face looked slack and blank with shock. "Come on!"

She grabbed him and half dragged half pulled him with her.

Leo looked emotionless all the way.

That evening, Annabeth and Reyna had gone up to the Ravenclaw Common Room to study, and Nico and Hazel had gone to the Slytherin Common Room to do some spellwork. Frank was in his room trying to figure out how to transfigure something or the other, and Percy was outside with Jason and Piper to do training. Hermione and Ron were conversing next to a window, and Harry had gone to try and get his book back from Snape.

That left Calypso and Leo alone.

"You okay?" she asked him quietly, concern evident in her voice.

"Yeah," replied Leo. "I'm fine!" He gave his usual trademark grin, and winked at her cheekily. "Sorry about earlier. I just kinda blanked out...but I'm fine now! Don't worry!"

"Alright," said Calypso suspiciously, though she let it go. She swore she saw Leo breathe a tiny sigh of relief.

"Look," said Leo. "Harry's back."

"Let's go," said Calypso, and walked over to them. She sat down, just when Harry arrived.

"Did you get it?" asked Hermione.

"You took the words right out of my mouth!" complained Ron.

"What's the matter?" asked Calypso, seeing Harry's face.

"Snape's leg was bloody and horrible," Harry said breathlessly. "Filch was giving Snape bandages, and Snape was saying something about that three-headed dog and how he was supposed to keep track of them all at once!"

"Keep track of all what...?" asked Ron.

"Heads," groaned Hermione and whacked him in the head with Hogwarts, A History.

"Well, then he saw me," said Harry. "And I had to run. But you know what this means? He tried to get past that dog on Halloween! That's where he was going! He's after whatever that thing's guarding-"

"He's a dog!" objected Calypso heatedly. "Not a thing!"

"Calypso!" said Leo, though he smiled jokingly and shuffled closer.

"He's after whatever that dog is guarding," said Harry, exaggerating dog. "And I'd bet my broomstick that he let that troll in to make a diversion!"

"No he wouldn't," said Hermione, eyes wide. "I know he's not very nice but he wouldn't try and steal something Dumbledore was keeping safe!"

"Honestly Hermione," snapped Ron. "You think all teachers are saints or something."

"I think Harry's right," spoke up Leo. "Snape is evil enough to put Gaea to shame. Scratch that, that's not true. Gaea's way more evil, but it's just an expression, but really, who is Snape more evil than? It can't be Kronos, maybe Hera...? No, Hera is also more evil-"

"Leo!" Calypso snapped her fingers in front of his face. "Stay on subject!"

"Right!" Leo snapped to attention. "But what's he after? What is that thing guarding?"

"Dog!" reminded Calypso.

"Right. Dog."

The next morning was cold, but bright. Calypso used some of her Titaness Magic to make her robes a non-itchy very warm wool. It got cold in a stone castle!

The Great Hall smelled of fried sausages and eggs, and was filled with talking students.

Calypso sat down next to Leo, who was tinkering with something under the table.

"What are you making?" asked Piper.

"Extra Super Binoculars," responded Leo, forehead creased in concentration.

"Eat something?" suggested Jason.

"Um, okay," said Leo and passed Jason the jam, though the holder slipped out of his fingers, slamming onto Jason's plate, cracking the china jam holder and spilling broken china and jam on Jason's sausages.

"Thanks," said Jason sarcastically. "I always wanted to eat china and jam infused sausages."

"Why not?" asked Percy, laughing. "It's good for you!"

"No it's not," said Frank. "The china will-oh, it's a joke."

That made everyone laugh even harder.

The demigods went to the top row to watch.

"These are the best seats!" whispered Leo excitedly, as he took out his binoculars to watch.

The fifteen brooms rose up, high into the air. The game had begun.

"And the Quaffle is taken immediately by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor-what an excellent Chaser that girl is and rather attractive, too-"

"JORDAN!"

"Sorry, Professor."

The Weasley Twins' friend Lee Jordan was doing the commentary for the match, closely watched by Professor McGonagall.

"And she's really belting along up there, a neat pass to Alicia Spinnet, a good find of Oliver's, last year's reserve-back to Johnson and-no, the Slytherins have taken the Quaffle, Slytherin Captain Marcus Flint gains the Quaffle and off he goes-Flint flying like an eagle up there-he's going to score...no, stopped by an excellent move by..." Lee's commentary faded into noisy buzzing in the background, and Calypso was utterly bored.

After a while, she started to doze off...

She was standing in a dark forest. Something about it seemed vaguely familiar but she couldn't place it exactly.

Where am I? she thought, taking in her surroundings. There wasn't much to take in. Just darkness with trees and grass.

Calypso started to walk along the trees, getting more confused with each step. Why was she here?

She was walking in the undergrowth, and started when an owl hooted behind her.

"Just an owl," she told herself. That didn't stop the fear creeping along her spine.

"...trying to get past the three-headed beast," Calypso heard, starting as she whirled around. Nobody was there.

She walked forward a couple feet, and hid behind a tree.

A cloaked figure was bending down, and she couldn't see his face.

"Severus is onto us," the raspy voice hissed. "You must get him off your trail."

"Yes master," the other voice answered. "I will." There was something very familiar about that voice...what was it?

"Failure is not an option," the raspy voice hissed. The voice sounded threatening, and frankly, though Calypso hated it, she was afraid. So when the voice snapped, "Well?" she wasn't expecting the venom in it, and started.

Calypso gasped, and took a step backwards. CRACK! She had stepped on a twig.

The cloaked figure whirled around, standing up. "Who's there!?"

Calypso yelped and stumbled backwards. The cloaked figure advanced. Calypso kept backing up, until she felt something hit her back. Throwing a fleeting glance over her shoulder, she saw that she had backed up into a tree. Looking forward again, she saw the cloaked figure get closer.

She managed to twist around the tree, but not before the cloaked figure grabbed her leg.

Pain sliced up from where the creature's nails-claws?-sliced her leg. With a yell, Calypso shot a bolt of electricity at the figure's hand and ran when the hand went off with a hiss of pain.

She didn't know where to run, this place was everywhere, she couldn't breathe, breathe, and suddenly the figure was right in front of her, cloak billowing out maliciously behind it, and Calypso was scared and terrified, paralyzed with fear, she could do nothing-

"Calypso!" Leo was shaking her awake. "We won, we won, the Gryffindors won! One hundred seventy to sixty!"

"Huh?" Calypso blinked sleep out of her eyes, and then shot up in her seat like a bottle cork. "Forest! Dead! Figure! What?"

"Sunshine?" Leo was looking confusedly at her.

"Don't call me that," grumbled Calypso, calming down. "And yay! We won! Whatever."

"C'mon," laughed Leo. "Let's go to our Common Room, Sunshine."

"Y-yeah," said Calypso, mustering up a shaky smile. "I think that would be best."

She let Leo lead her up to the Gryffindor Common Room and sat down on the sofa, Leo blabbering about the match next to her.

"And then Harry's broom was just acting all crazy, Annabeth said Snape jinxed it! Oh yeah, I got to throw another fireball! Woo!" Leo pumped his fists up in the air. The next thing he muttered was so soft she hardly caught it. "I just wish I didn't have to harm a person...but oh well. He's evil!"

"Yeah, yeah," Calypso stood up. "Listen, Leo. I want to take a nap. I'll meet you at dinner?"

"Yeah, but didn't you already take a nap during the match?" Leo's eyes were cloudy with disappointment.

"I'll catch up with you at dinner," said Calypso distractedly.

"Okay, fine," said Leo. "Just, don't be late!"

"I won't!" said Calypso, already trotting up the stairs.

When she got to the room, she plopped on her bed, not noticing the figure behind her. She closed her eyes, when a hand clamped over her mouth.

Her eyes flew open, to meet a black hood covering the face. She tried to scream, but the figure's voice sounded. "Silencio!"

Her voice went mute. Then the voice hissed, "Stupefy!" and the world went dark.

Leo was sitting at the Gryffindor dining table, joking around, when something felt off. He surveyed the table, and found everyone he was looking for...except one. He looked up at the clock. Fifteen minutes into dinner.

He put his knife and fork down, and looked around, worry clamping his belly and making it impossible to eat.

Piper had arrived before, and she hadn't said anything about her roommate. She would have come in with the girl if her roommate was there!

"Hey guys," Leo's voice sounded unsteady and shaky to his own ears.

"Yeah?" Ron, Hermione and the other demigods stopped their conversations to look at him. They must have detected the tone of desperate urgency in his voice.

"H-has," Leo stopped and cleared his throat. Now they were all looking at him.

"Leo?" Piper asked. "Please continue."

Leo's hands started to tremble.

"Has anyone seen Calypso?"

Calypso blinked open her eyes blearily, and went to rub her eyes. In doing so, she noticed the rough metal encircling her wrists.

"Great," she said aloud to no one in particular. "I'm kidnapped, and now they chained me to the wall?"

She tried to get up, only to have a stabbing pain in her leg. She pulled the robes away, and her eyes widened. "No..."

Her shoes were covered in mud and leaves, as if she'd been running through the forest, and her leg was slashed up and bloody, exactly where the figure in her dream had clawed her.

"No..."

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