Chapter 11
3rd Person Focused on Harry

Oh man...It feels so good to be back and writing. I went back and edited all the previous chapters. I took a lot of your guys advice and changed certain points that have a little bit of an effect on the plot. I would recommend going back and reading them. Please leave lots of reviews. I am open to all suggestions and tweaks so don't be afraid to let me know. Well...here it is!

"And what exactly do you think you boys are doing at this time of night?" Mrs. Weasley asked furiously.

"We w-" Fred started.

"No, don't even answer that" Mrs. Weasley interrupted. "You, Fred and George, have always been trouble makers, so this comes as nothing of a surprise. Whereas you, Harry and Ron, I am ever so disappointed in you. What good could come of sneaking out in the wee hours of the night when there are people that are looking to kill you? You boys are going to end up dead, if you're not smarter this school year. Straight to bed now! If I hear as much as a footstep the rest of the night, I'm going to send a Howler a day to you at school. Get to bed!"

Harry and Ron disappeared up the stairs as fast as they could. Once they got up to Ron's room, they collapsed on their beds. In fear of an even more angry Mrs. Weasley, they got to bed straight away, without a word to one another.

The next morning, it seemed as if Mrs. Weasley had chosen to forget about the preceding evening's antics. Much to the relief of the boys, her breakfast was as good as usual, and she seemed to be in a quite cheerful mood. They finished up quickly and were off to King's Cross Station.

"Man, I can't wait to use bloody magic again," Ron said, breaking the silence of the long car ride.

Harry and Hermione silently agreed.

The excitement of arriving at King's Cross Station was almost unbearable. They pushed their trolleys through the wall and onto Platform 9 ¾. The Hogwarts Express sat there, preparing for the long journey to Hogwarts. A mixture of excited and sad voices filled the platform with noise.

"Goodbye everyone," Mrs. Weasley said. "Everyone stay out of trouble and write me as often as you can!"

"Goodbye!" said Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all in unison.

As they boarded the train, they picked out an empty compartment second to the back of the train. They found that there was already a bunch of stuff filling up the very last one. They sat down and made themselves comfortable for the long trip. It wasn't long before they heard the trolley coming.

"Anything off the trolley dears?" the lady asked.

"Anything they want," Harry said. "It's all on me guys."

After many thanks from the others, Harry began opening his chocolate frog.

"Who the heck is this?" Harry said as he pulled out the card.

"Leckme thee ih." Ron said, his face mouth full of food. Ron grabbed the card. "It's some guy named Sharon I guess."

"No, stupid," Hermione said. "It says Chiron. I've never seen him or heard of him before though."

"Well that's odd." Harry said. "Maybe it's a rare one. The description on it says 'An old colleague of current Hogwarts professor Albus Dumbledore. As a centaur, Chiron is a master of many trades. Although he is not a wizard, Chiron is very respected in the Wizarding World, and in several other worlds.' That's awesome! He's a centaur!"

"That's the first centaur that I've ever seen on a chocolate frog card," Ron said suspiciously. "I wonder what makes him so special."

Just then, the compartment door slid open, and a voice said "I heard the word special. Must not be talking about you Weasley, because you're about as special as a dead house elf. And can't be talking about you either Granger. You filthy little mudblood."

As Hermione and Ron both stood up, Harry said "Get out of here Malfoy, before I make you."

"Make me?" Malfoy sneered. "You can't make m-"

"How about me?" Another voice asked. "I'm sure I can make you do plenty of things. I warned you not to mess with these guys, and you must've figured you'd ignore me."

"You again?" Malfoy asked. "You don't know who you're dealing with. You can't make me do anything."

In a flash of movement, Malfoy was on his back. Percy Jackson was stepping on his chest and had his wand pointed at Malfoy's face.

"This looks like making you do something, doesn't it?" Percy laughed. "I really don't like bullies, you know, so you should get the hell out of here before I decide to be not as forgiving."

As Malfoy scrambled up, and walked the opposite way down the train he turned around and yelled "My father will hear about this!"

"Oh yeah. And so will mine." Percy said with a powerful gleam in his eyes.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were all watching in awe.

"You've saved our skins twice now!" Ron said, quite amazed. "I don't know whether to be thankful or bloody embarrassed."

"I, for one, know that I'm thankful," Ginny said with a look in her eyes. Hermione saw this and thought that Ginny might be forming a little crush on the Demigod.

"I'm definitely thankful as well," Harry said.

"As am I," Hermione said.

"It's not that big of a deal." Percy said nonchalantly. "I heard a commotion from next door, and realized it was this piece of trash again. I need to make an impression on him that I do not deal with bullies. He's going to have to quit that, or he's not going to survive the whole year at Hogwarts."

They finished chit chatting and decided they'd better start changing into their robes because they were getting close to Hogwarts. They had just finished changing, when the train screeched to a stop. They looked out the window and up at the castle, with its lights shining in the dark. They were home.

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