Harry was running through the graveyard again, it was a dream he had quite often but that didn't make it any easier.

Cedric! Harry realized that Cedric must be here somewhere, he always was in these dreams, the question was whether or not he was dead.

Harry looked around the familiar grave of Tom Riddle Sr and saw Cedric standing there, his skin pale with shock, his breath misting in front of him.

Cedric turned to face Harry, his eyes were wide, his usually handsome face wiped with the expression of pure fear.

"Harry," he whispered, falling to his knees, Harry raced out from behind the tombstone, just managing to get his hand under Cedric's head before it hit the ground.

"You won," Cedric whispered, a small smile gracing his face, Harry felt a tear fall down his face.

"I only won because of you," Harry choked out, the tears falling faster now.

"I wanted you to win, from the beginning," Cedric's voice was nearly a whisper at this point, his eyes fogging, Harry felt sobs rack his body.

"I liked you," he yelled, "you can't leave me, you can't leave Cho, your dad," Harry was shaking, Cedric's hand brushed his hair behind his ear.

"I liked you too, and I'm not really leaving, I'll always be with them, and you, I'm never really gone, you'll just have to wait a while before you can see me again," Cedric's face twisted in pain, then stilled, not moving.

"No!" Harry yelled desperately shaking Cedric's lifeless body.

Harry's body racked with sobs of agony, snot dripping from his nose.

"Harry, wake up!" Harry felt someone shaking him, he jolted up and collided with the head of the person who was shaking him, it just happened to be Ron.

"Ow, bloody hell mate, Mum just wanted me to get you up for breakfast," Ron rubbed his forehead where Harry had smacked it.

"Oh, yeah, sorry, just a bad dream," Harry mumbled softly, also rubbing his forehead.

"Alright, who was being an idiot this time," Will Solace sauntered into their room, a bored expression on his face, "I can hear people colliding form a mile away, I live with Jason a Percy," Will looked Harry up and down, then turned his gaze to Ron.

"Give me your hands," he instructed and Ron gave Harry a confused look, Will rolled his eyes, "I have healing magic and I can use it unless you want that to bruise?" He asked sarcastically.

Both Harry and Ron quickly gave him their hands.

Will muttered words under his breath, closing his eyes in concentration. Harry did notice that the pain was dulling considerably.

"Thanks, mate, how was your night with Nico?" Harry smirked as Will reddened and sputtered causing Harry and Ron to laugh.

"Someone say my name?" A voice came from the doorway, Harry looked up to see Nico standing there in black skinny jeans and a hoodie.

Will blushed even more.

"Will was just healing us, we bumped into each other, and Ron asked how his night with you was," Harry explained and Nico smirked at the blushing Will.

"Aww, is Solace embarrassed that he liked being the little spoon for once?" Nico teased.

"Everyone likes being the little spoon, it's comfy," Will tried to defend himself while Nico just laughed.

"Anyway, we need to get breakfast," Will said, distracting the others from their laughing fit.

"Ok," Nico followed Will out of the room with Harry and Ron on their heels.

The group of boys got downstairs and walked in on a strange sight.

Thalia had Jason in a headlock and was ruffling his hair in an affectionate manner.

Percy was asking Mrs. Weasley if there was a spell to turn his pancakes blue while Annabeth was giving him an exasperated look.

Mrs. Weasley looked confused but agreed and suddenly Percy's pancakes were a bright aquamarine.

"Will, how was your sleep last night," Mrs. Weasley asked with a smile and Will smiled a bit,

"His sleep was great, I let him be the little spoon," Nico said and gave Will a sarcastic smile while the demigods, Ron, Harry, Sirius, Fred, and George laughed.

Will shrugged with a sinister grin, "I might be the little spoon, but at least I'm not a bottom," a loud 'Ohhhhhh' came from the demigods while Nico blushed, causing Sirius, Fred, and George to laugh harder.

"It's too early for this," Ron said without emotion and sat down to eat his pancakes.

"No, little Ronikins, this is incredible," Fred said, high-fiving Will.

"You have taken the innocence of my little cousin, you will pay!" Percy yelled comically, causing the group to laugh like mad.

"Jackson, you're not my dad, and therefore can't tell me what to do," Nico said snarkily and sat down next to Sirius who was still laughing.

"Well, we need to go to Diagon Alley today, you all need supplies and I'm pretty sure than Ron needs new pajamas, your Hogwarts letters will be arriving any minute now-" As soon as the words left Mrs. Weasleys mouth a group of owls flew into the kitchen through the window.

All of the owls, flew straight to Annabeth, resting on her arms and trying to get her attention, Annabeth looked a little scared but started petting them.

"Let's get the letters and send them on their way," Remus suggested helpfully, giving Annabeth a warm smile which she gratefully returned.

Remus and Sirius were put in charge of getting the letters off of the owls and handing them to their respectful owner.

Percy looked at his letter and raised an eyebrow, "Pets?" He asked and Hermione nodded smiling.

"Yes, we're allowed to have pets at Hogwarts, you can buy them at Diagon Alley, you can get an owl, a cat, a toad, and probably some other things," Hermione looked like she wanted to keep talking about the different animals you could have at Hogwarts but Mr. Weasley interrupted her.

"I'm sure that's fascinating Hermione, but we really should get going,"

Percy wasn't sure why, but he was excited to see Diagon Alley.

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