Hello! I'm so sorry. I'm both extremely busy, and quite lazy, and that is a pretty bad combination to be. But, I managed to finish the chapter. Finally. So, to avoid this happening again, I'm putting the story on hiatus, so I can a a busy person in peace. I have no idea how to put it on hiatus though, so if you do, please help! :D I'm such an idiot...
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson. Which I think is a pretty good thing...
There was a long silence around the table. Annabeth opened her mouth like she wanted to say something, then shut it again. Then Drew made a suggestion:
"What if the bronze is like a magnet! You know, like it attracted that mean dude you talked about!"
"But Drew, Voldemort was not made of metal…" Ron answered in confusion.
"Oh." Drew sunk back into her chair.
More silence.
Percy was thinking very, very hard. He could almost feel the gears turning in his head. He decided to go over the facts he knew in his head:
The bronze was made of metal (duh!)
It was stuck in Harry's forehead (double duh!)
He thought for some more, but that was all he could come up with. Seriously? Those two obvious facts? He felt like they weren't really getting anywhere. Plus, his ADHD kicked in and the more he tried to think, the more details he started to notice about the room. Like the fact that there was a dead mouse hanging from the chandelier (how did it even get there?), and the fact that one of those white candles was floating in the air (how had he not noticed that before?). He looked around. All the others seemed to be looking around too, obviously not thinking about the bronze, even Harry.
Suddenly, to everyone's surprise, Katie spoke up.
"I think we should figure out how the bronze got in Harry's forehead, first. Maybe it will make it easier to figure out what it does."
Everyone looked at Harry. He nodded .
"I don't care what we figure out first, as long as I get answers to some of my questions."
"Okay, so does anyone think they have an idea of how the bronze got in Harry's forehead?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"What does the bronze look like and how big is it? It's going to make it a lot easier to figure out if we know," Annabeth said.
"It's quite small. It's the tip of a sword. So a person probably tried to attack Harry…."
Everyone started talking at the same time about who the person could be and why they attacked Harry. Percy shouted over the voices of the others.
"Please, can we talk one at a time!?"
"Well, the person obviously had some kind of Celestial bronze weapon…" Travis started.
"And they were at the same place as Harry…" Connor continued.
"Harry, have you ever been to somewhere extremely crowded? Somewhere, where there could have been Half-Bloods there?" Drew asked.
"Um… the quidditch world cup?" Harry answered.
"Exactly! I don't think it happened during the last one…. have you been to any other quidditch world cups?" Hermione said.
"I don't know, maybe when I was little… I mean, I remember being somewhere with a lot of people, and a sword… wait, a sword! Maybe that's it! But… I'm not sure. I was only one. It may be a false memory."
"I don't think it's a false memory. Wizards can have pretty powerful memories." McGonagall said, to everyone's relief.
"Great! Now we can figure out who the person is!" Ron shouted happily. "My guess is that it is a half-blood."
Everyone around the table snickered. Hermione just look angry.
"Ronald! Have you even been listening? Of course it's a half-blood! Who else could it be?"
"I don't know... I just wanted to help ..." Ron mumbled.
"It's alright. Let's start again. Who was the person at the quidditch world cup?"
Another long silence. Percy was getting really bored now. He tried to think, but it just didn't work. Loads of other thoughts just forged themselves into his brain, and wouldn't let him work.
Why would a half-blood attack Harry?
That mouse was probably a really good climber if it got up to the chandelier.
Maybe the person wasn't attacking him at all?
I have to find out how those candles are floating
He felt like his head was going to explode. He decided to start talking, just to make the horrible silence go away.
"What if the person wasn't attacking Harry?" Percy said. The moment he said it, everyone turned around. It looked like every single person wanted to say something, but Harry beat them to it.
"I've thought about that, too, and I think I remember something," he said.
"Really? What?"
Harry took a deep breath, and continued. "Maybe I had a babysitter? I remember someone... a boy..."
"A babysitter with a sword?" Annabeth snorted.
"I think what Harry is saying makes sense." McGonagall said, "It's a possibility the Potters went somewhere and left a boy there to guard little Harry."
"But who do you think it was?" Hermione asked McGonagall, her eyes wide.
"Well, the Potters had many family friends with sons: the Petersons, the Maywoods, the Castellans..."
"The Castellans?!" All the half-bloods shouted.
"Er, yes. Do you know them?" McGonagall looked as confused as Ron and Hermione.
"Uh, yes. We do- I mean, used to. Mrs. Castellan is crazy, and their son turned evil and is dead now." Percy explained.
"Percy! You can't say that! That's really mean towards Mrs. Castellan and disrespectful towards Luke!" Annabeth shouted. She then turned to the confused wizards and explained, "Luke did go over to the evil side, but he sacrificed himself in the end to make it all better."
"Sorry..." Percy turned red and looked down.
"Wow. Your lives sound as crazy as ours..." Ron said.
"Yup. And you know what?" Harry said, "I think I remember what the guy looked like!" He grinned at everyone around the table.
"Well... what did he look like, then?" Katie asked. She hadn't talked for such a long time, Percy had forgotten she was there.
Just then, the clock struck twelve. "How about we continue this after lunch?" Ron asked quickly and ran out of the room. Travis and Connor followed. Then Leo. Everyone laughed.
"Well, I don't think they gave us a choice, so... shall we eat?" McGonagall asked, looking around the room. They all left the room, smiling, their mind off the celestial bronze. For now.
