Book 1: Swords and Wands: The Chamber of Secrets
Summary: The Seven are sent back in time, deaged, become witches and wizards, and get to attend Hogwarts in Harry Potter's second year. Mission: Help Harry Potter in the fight against Voldemort. Problem: They are a bunch of eleven-year- olds. How long will they have to stay at the school of witchcraft and wizardry? Is there more to their mission then what it seems?
My Book References: Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone (first year stuff), Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (events)
Disclaimer: I do not own PJO, HOO, or HP and I never will.
Chapter 13: Gryffindor Down
Ginny seemed to be getting better, much to Jason and Piper's excitement. Annabeth had told Percy, and only Percy, of what happened with Malfoy but otherwise the two Slytherins respected each other from a distance. Hazel, Frank, and Percy had started getting in trouble again, but were more famous now then ever, starting to get the third year Hufflepuffs' attention, the second years and first years already conquered. Once they get all the Hufflepuffs to notice them, Percy claimed they would start working on the other houses. Leo had invented, pranked, and was starting to do really good in class.
Everything slowly went back to normal, despite a threat hanging over their heads. It seemed as if Christmas break had done well for all of the students.
"Leo, why are you sad?" Luna asked Leo one day in January as they rested on the couches of the Ravenclaw common room.
"Me?" Leo's smile was faker then a Barbie Doll's. "I'm never sad. I'm the opposite of sad. Here's sad and here's me."
"Everybody is sad at least once in their life." Luna's dreamy look never left her face. "If they weren't, they wouldn't know what happiness is."
Leo looked up to the light haired girl. "You're right."
Luna smiled at him, a real, focused smile before it resumed back that dreamy look that Leo was coming to love. "Do you think Kniggles are invisible or just good hiders?"
Leo looked down to his potions homework. "I bet you they are such good hide hiders that everybody thinks their invisible."
And so they continued on with their lives like the rest of Hogwarts. Ernie still was suspicious of Harry Potter and told Percy so every time he saw him. Peeves danced in the halls singing a song about how Harry was the Slytherin's heir.
The demigods, however, didn't know what to believe. They were used to the whole rumor theory thing, but sometimes rumor theories turn out to be true. But why would Harry Potter and Ron Weasley want to find out about Draco's knowledge of the Heir of Slytherin if Harry is the Heir of Slytherin? The facts just didn't add up. Maybe the poor Potter just was at the wrong place at the wrong time, something Percy knew all to well. But what about the hissing that had come out of Harry's mouth during dueling club…
Soon it was in the month of February. The sun was starting to shine again and the demigods started to meet at their tree again rather in the quiet library when they had time which was slowly dwindling down to every other Saturday rather every Saturday morning. They would try on Sundays if they couldn't make it on Saturdays though.
It wasn't long until Valentine's Day was there and the Great Hall seemed prepared for it. The walls were covered with large pink flowers, heart-shaped confetti falling from the pale blue ceiling, and a giggling was in the air.
Lockhart topped it off, wearing lurid pink robes and matching the decorations. The teachers all looked rather stone like. Professor McGonagall did not look happy, in fact, a muscle seem to be going in her cheek. Snape didn't look much better, his face an expression of pain one could not describe.
Annabeth glared at the decorations as she brushed confetti off her food, Rachel next to her, staring at the confetti on her own food like it was a horror beyond words. Percy seemed to be making jokes about it causing his fellow Hufflepuffs-Hazel and Frank included-to laugh. Leo listened to Luna's comments about it. Piper and Jason rolled their eyes at how giddy Ginny was for a change.
"Happy Valentine's Day!" Lockhart shouted after standing up. "And may I thank the forty-six people who have so far sent me cards! Yes, I have taken the liberty of arranging this little surprise for you all-and it doesn't end here."
Lockhart clapped his hands causing the doors to the entrance hall to be opened by a bunch of surly-looking dwarfs wearing golden wings and carrying harps. Piper had to hold back a gag.
"My friendly, card-carrying cupids!" Lockhart beamed. "They will be roving around the school today delivering your valentines! And the fun doesn't stop here! I'm sure my colleagues will want to enter into the spirit of the occasion! Why not ask Professor Snape to show you how to whip up a Love Potion! And while you're at it, Professor Flitwick knows more about Entrancing Enchantments than any wizard I've ever met, the sly old dog!"
Professor Flitwick buried his face in his hands, refusing to look at any of the students, much less Lockhart himself. Snape was looking as though the first person to ask him for a Love Potion would be force-fed poison.
All day long, the dwarfs barged into classrooms, delivering valentines, much to the teacher's annoyance (Percy, rather jokingly, sent Annabeth one causing the entire class to stare at her for the rest of the period, even when Shauna Fields blew up her potion). When Piper, Jason, Ginny, and some other first years were on their way downstairs, one of the dwarves called out for Harry Potter.
This really interested all the first years and they did have to stop when the dwarf kicked their shins.
"I've got a musical message to deliver to 'Arry Potter in person," He held his harp in a threatening sort of way. Harry tried to escape, but all it managed was to split his bag in two. His stuff fell all over the floor and he scrambled to grab it. A holdup blocked the corridor.
"What's going on here?" Malfoy had arrived on the scene and Harry was ready to disappear. Jason and Piper shared a look. Ginny seemed to be focused on Harry.
"What's all this commotion?" Percy Weasley arrived.
Harry tried to run for it, but the dwarf knocked him to the ground and sat on his ankles disabling the poor boy.
"Right," The dwarf took a deep breath. "Here is your singing valentine:
His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad,
His hair is as dark as a blackboard.
I wish he was mine, he's really divine,
The hero who conquered the Dark Lord"
Percy Weasley tried to disperse the crowd, but everybody was laughing extremely loud, some of them even crying cause of how much laughter they had done.
Malfoy snatched up a journal on the ground. He sniggered as he showed it to both Goyle and Crabbe.
"Give that back." Harry was barely heard.
"Wonder what Potter's written in this?" Malfoy showed off the diary. The crowd went quiet. Ginny seemed terrified, looking between the journal and Harry. Piper and Jason looked between her and the journal.
"Hand it over, Malfoy." Percy the Prefect demanded
"When I've had a look," Malfoy waved the diary at Harry.
"As a school prefect-" Percy the Prefect started, but Harry had taken matters in his own hands. He swung his wand out.
"Expelliarmus!" The diary flew out of Malfoy's hands and into Ron's who seemed to be happy.
"Harry!" Percy scolded. "No magic in the corridors. I'll have to report this, you know!"
Piper and Jason walked into their classroom, Ginny trailing behind them. Harry passed them and when he did, Malfoy pointed his fury at Ginny.
"I don't think Potter liked your valentine much!"
Ginny covered her face and ran into the classroom causing Piper to comfort her and Jason to snap at anybody who dared to comment.
Before Piper and Jason could ask Ginny about the diary, class started and when it did, the memory slipped from their minds, their only problem being how Ginny was as pale as she was weeks ago.
Things seem to calm down; the attacker seemed to have retired. Ernie didn't complain about Harry anymore. The mandrakes were almost ready to help the people in the hospital wing.
Life went back to normal as a day at Hogwarts could be. Ginny, no longer pale, seemed to be a bit more secretive, but otherwise she was acting like girl they knew and loved. Percy and Jason were equally excited about the upcoming Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff Quidditch match despite Percy having to be excused from flying classes and having minimal interest in the sport itself.
"Hufflepuff will cream the Gryffindors, just you watch!" Percy said stubbornly.
"Sure, when Bacchus prefers Diet Coke, maybe." Jason said.
"Oh, shut up."
But, when Jason and Piper saw Hermione speeding off to the library, they decided to follow due to their curious nature on why she wasn't supporting Harry. The rest of the demigods promised to tell Jason everything if in return the couple tells them everything they see and then got ready in the bleachers where they sat during the previous Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match.
As the game was getting prepared, the Gryffindor captain, Oliver Wood did a warm up lap. Madam Hooch released the balls. The Hufflepuff team, in canary yellow, huddled on the ground.
But then Professor McGonagall came with a purple megaphone. "This match has been cancelled." Boos and shouts broke out through the stadium. Oliver Wood landed and ran towards Professor McGonagall without getting off his broomstick.
"All students are to make their way back to the House common rooms, where their Heads of Houses will give them further information. As quickly as you, please!"
"Jason won't like this." Leo muttered.
McGonagall lowered the megaphone. People began flowing back towards the castle, complaining the entire way. Harry, McGonagall, and Ron all started walking to the Hospital Wing. Percy, Annabeth, Hazel, Frank, Leo, Rachel, and Luna followed, the demigods having a bad feeling about it.
Professor McGonagall didn't question them, just nodded and led them to the infirmary. "This will be a bit of a shock," McGonagall's voice was gentle as they approached the door. "There has been another attack…four other attacks."
Professor McGonagall pushed the door opened and they entered. Madam Pomfrey was bending over a fifth-year girl with long, curly hair. Harry, Ron, Percy, Frank, and Hazel remembered her from when they saw and/or were Crabbe and Goyle to ask directions to their common room. On the next bed lay-
"Hermione!" Ron groaned. Hermione lay utterly still, eyes open and glassy.
"Jason!" Percy shouted the same time Annabeth gasped: "Piper!"
The two both held the same fate as Hermione.
"Aren't they Halfbloods, why would the thing attack them?" Rachel asked, confused.
"Wrong place, wrong time." Professor McGonagall frowned, as if she had thought about it.
She wasn't the only one.
"They were found near the library, I don't suppose any of you can explain this? It was on the floor next to them…" Professor McGonagall showed them a shiny object.
She held a small, circular mirror.
The group all shook their heads. Annabeth's mind seemed to be going a thousand miles an hour, but drawing a blank at the end.
"I will escort you all back to your respective houses." Professor McGonagall's voice was heavy. "I need to address the Gryffindors in any case."
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