Jinglebells852: Yay, guitar! I used to play guitar because my mom said so. Because she wouldn't be a Hispanic mom if she didn't want me to play guitar (I apologize if that happens to be racist. It was an accident if it was). And singing! I like to sing. But now I can't sing in a high pitch. Dam puberty. I'm still getting used to singing in a deep voice.

YAYSOLANGELO: Yeah, I never really liked Jason either. I did like the idea of a Roman son of Jupiter being friends with a Greek son of Poseidon, though. And even though I didn't like him, I was still shocked and a bit sad when … yeah.

YAYSOLANGELO: Thanks!

DevilishPixelation1006: Oh, yeah.

DevilishPixelation1006: Me too. I'm not really planning to show camp, though.

snowsTorm18000: I will answer with a question. What the flipping floppers is Permiony? Though, yeah, I am going to keep this as close to canon as possible. Some events in the story that are planned are different from the book, but I am trying as hard as possible to keep it close to canon.

How am I writing this when I said I couldn't? I asked my dad to use my tablet to talk to my friends, which wasn't a lie. I just have Discord open as well as Docs.

I also learned something yesterday. When someone interferes with a ship I like, I cuss more than Thor in Magnus Chase. And I edited it onto the last chapter, so I don't think many people saw it, so if anyone likes Undertale, check out my new fanfic for it's fifth anniversary. If you're a gamer or just play games and haven't played Undertale, I seriously recommend it. It's a masterpiece.

I got rid of more than half of my bank account for the collectors edition and I don't regret it one bit. Just avoid spoilers. It's a game best played blind.

Hermione.

"So, how did your date with Cho go?" she asked Harry.

"Harry has learned from me. He had no problem." Percy smirked.

"When did you teach me anything?" Harry asked.

"You could have asked."

Harry sighed. "Well, wish I did, because it was a complete fiasco." He told them about what happened.

"... what was that all about?" he exclaimed, frustrated.

Percy ate his sandwich. "Woman are a mystery."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Like men are any different?"

Percy looked like he was thinking. "I dunno."

She sighed. "Well, Harry, sorry, but you were a bit tactless."

Percy rolled his eyes. "Hermione, I change the subject on dates all the time. Or, at least, when I did date. Anyways, the point is, changing the subject has always worked for me."

"Percy, not all women are the same. And do you have a girlfriend right now?"

He stared at her for a bit, and then shrugged. "Nope. So what?"

She decided she wasn't going to continue the argument.

She gave a whole lecture to Harry on what he should have done, but it seemed like neither Harry nor Percy were paying attention.

"How was Quidditch practice?" Harry asked Ron when he came over. Hermione rolled her eyes for the umpteenth time.

"It was a nightmare," Ron answered.

"Oh, come on," she said, looking at Ginny, "I'm sure it wasn't - "

"It was," Ginny said. "Angelina was nearly in tears at the end of it."

Ron and Ginny left to take showers, and Fred and George arrived soon after.

"Ron and Ginny not here?" Fred asked, looking around as he took a seat. Harry shook his head. "Good. We were watching their practice. They're going to be slaughtered without us."

"Well, Ginny's not bad," said George fairly, sitting next to Fred. "How did she get so good? We never let her play with us … "

"She's been breaking into your Broom shed in the garden since the age of six and rose each of your brooms when you weren't looking," Hermione said from behind a pile of books.

"Oh," George said, looking a bit impressed. "That explains it."

Fred got up and went to the window, staring out.

"You know, Quidditch was the only thing this place was worth staying for."

Hermione looked apalled. "But your exams!"

"We told you, we don't care about N.E.W.T.s. The Snackboxes are ready to roll, we've worked out all the kinks."

There was silence. "How much for the Snackboxes?" Percy asked.

Fred and George grinned. Hermione glared.

Hey, 23's a holey number this chapter is holey.

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