A/N hellllllloooooooo, gods it seems like so long ago that I updated last, and srsly, two weeks is kinda long if you think about it.

Five more weeks and it's the summer holiday, hooray!

when is your summer holiday?

Apologising in advance for the length of this chapter but you'll see it makes sense this way.

So, only thing left to say, Enjoy...

Previously on Demigods at Hogwarts:

"No," it was Annabeth who denied him. "No, he can't go. And he won't go."

"Annabeth–"

She cut him off again. "No," she repeated. "We talked about this already. You're not putting yourself into harm's way again. Not so soon."

"But it's Jason–"

"They can easily take care of themselves," she snapped. "They're just as good."

"But the more there are the–"

"Percy–"

"Ms. Chase," Dumbledore interrupted her. "He'd be right under my protection," he said. "He won't be dying, I promise."

Annabeth looked uncertain. "No," she sounded much less certain. "Please Percy... okay fine! But I'm coming as well."

Percy embraced her. "Thank you, and I wouldn't have it any other way..."

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The Ministry of Magic wishes you a pleasant evening," said the woman's voice and Leo was ready to punch it's lights out.

When had a telephone box ever talked, or housed –how many were they, one, two, three, four, five– six teenagers, one which was overly bulky because Mars had decided to have him show off.

The door of the telephone box burst open; Harry toppled out of it, closely followed by Leo and Frank. The only sound on the Atrium was the steady rush f water from the golden fountain, where the jets from the wands of the witch and wizard, the point of the centaur's arrow, the tip of the goblin's hat and the house-elf's ears continued gush into the surrounding pool.

"Come on," Harry said quietly and the six of them sprinted off down the hall, Harry in the lead with Jason right next to him, his sword unsheathed and glowing bright golden. They shot past the fountains toward a desk Leo felt sure there had ought to be someone, a security person maybe, sure the absence of such personal was an ominous sign, and his feeling of foreboding increased as they passed through the golden gates to the lifts.

Harry pressed the nearest 'down' button and a loft clatters into sight almost immediately and, sure, Leo was used t things just popping into place, but that was weird even for him. The golden grilles of the elevator slid apart with a great, echoing clanking and they dashed inside. Leo saw Harry stab the number nine button and the grilled closed sight a bang, the lift began to descend, jangling and rattling.

Frank was sure that the noise that the elevator was making was due to attract the attention of some security personnel or at least someone. Yet, when the lift halted, the cool female voice said, "Department of Mysteries," and the grilles slid open.

They stepped out into the corridor where nothing was moving but the nearest torches, flickering in the fish of air from the lift.

Harry turned towards the plain black door and Frank saw something in his eyes, something that told him that the boy had wanted to see it in person for a long time and he finally was there at last.

"Let's go," Harry whispered, and he led the way down the corridor, everyone right behind him, Leo had his mouth slightly open as he gazed around.

"Okay, listen,' Harry said, stopping again within six feet of the door. "Maybe...maybe a couple of people should stay here as a–as a lookout and–"

"And how are we going to be able to help you of something's wrong?" Frank asked, his eyebrows raised. "You could be miles away."

Jason nodded along with Frank. "We're consign with you, Harry," he said and the wizard knew he couldn't argue with that.

"Let's get on with it," Ron said firmly.

Frank looked at Harry to see what he'd do next, the teen still looked like he didn't want to take them all with him, but he knew he had no choice. He turned to face the door and walked forwards, and the door swung open by itself –Harry did not seem surprised, if merely looked like he was expecting it– and he marched over the threshold, the others at his heels.

They were standing in a large circular room. Everything in there was black including the floor and ceiling, identical, unmarked, handless black doors were set at intervals all around the black walls, interspersed with branched of candles whose flames burned blue; their cool, shimmering light reflected in the shining marble floor made it look as though there was dark water underfoot.

"Someone shut the door," Harry said.

Frank was against it, but they had come here with him, under his lead, and they were going to let him lead. He shut the door and came to regret it as he saw that without the long chink of light from the torchlit corridor behind them, the place became so dark that for a moment the only things they could see were the bounces of shivering blue flames on the walls and their ghostly reflection in the floor and Jason's glowing golden sword. That soon changed as Leo lit his fingers on fire, the three wizards all yelped and jumped back but soon where back on the task of figuring out in which door to go.

Just as Harry seemed to be gazing ahead at the doors opposite him, trying to decide which was the rig one, there was a great rumbling noise and the candles began to move sideways. The circular room was rotating.

For a few seconds, the blue flames around them were blurred to resemble neon lines as the wall sped around; then, quite as suddenly as it had started. The rumbling stopped and everything became stationary once again.

"What," Leo started low. "In the name of Hephaestus underpants was that all about?" he swore pretty loudly.

"I think it was probably to stop us knowing which door we came in through," Jason replied, hushing Leo as he did so, they did not need to attract attention.

Frank realised he was right, he could see Harry looking around, trying to identify which door he had been looking at but he saw the discomfort behind his eyes.

"How are we going to get back out?" Ron asked uncomfortably.

"Well tat doesn't matter now," Harry said forcefully, blinking and clutching his wand tighter than ever. "We won't need to get out until we've found Sirius–"

"Don't go calling for him, though!" Hermione said urgently and Frank saw what might be labelled as annoyance flicker through Harry.

"Where do we go, then, Harry?" Ron asked.

"I don't," Harry began and Frank internally groaned, that was never a good start. Harry swallowed. "In the dreams I went through the door at the end if the corridor form the lifts into a dark room –that's this one– and then I went through another door into a room that kind of...glitters. We should try a few doors," he said hastily. "I'll know the right way when I see it. C'mon."

They ended up trying different rooms until at last they arrive at one that even after Harry tried to push open, it didn't budge.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked as she Harry struggling.

"It's...locked..." Harry said, throwing his weight at the door, but it didn't move.

"This is it, then, isn't it?" Ron asked excitedly, joining Harry in the attempt to force the door open. "Bound to be!

"Get out of the way!" Hermione said sharply. She pointed her wand at the place where a lock would have been on an ordinary door and said, "Alohamora!"

Nothing happened.

"Sirius' knife!" Harry said. He pulled it out from inside his robes and slid it into the crack between the door and the wall. Everyone watched eagerly –except Leo– as he ran it from top to bottom, withdrew it and then flung his shoulder again at the door.

It remained as firmly shut as ever. What was more, when Harry looked down at the knife, he saw the blade at melted.

"Right, we're leaving that room," Hermione said decisively.

"But what if it's the one?" Ron said, staring at it with a mixture with apprehension and longing.

"It can't be," harry could get through all the doors in his dreams," Hermione said, marking the door won't another fiery cross as harry replaced the now-useless handle of Sirius's knife in his pocket.

"Hey, maybe I can try to–" Leo put his hands on the door and just as he did so the room started to spin again. "Open it..." he said disappointed, he had maybe wanted to show off, just maybe.

The wall slid to a half and harry, with a feeling of increasing desperation, pushed the next door open.

"This is it!"

-.-

When Piped joined the others in the Great Hall she was met by a couple of questions.

"Where're Percy and Annabeth?" Thalia asked.

When she didn't answer immediately Hazel guessed. "They went too, didn't they?"

Thalia shot a questioning look at the daughter of Pluto. "Went where exactly?"

Hazel ignored the lieutenant of the hunters and kept on looking at Piper. "So they did?"

Piper nodded at Hazel. "I'm not exactly sure, but Severus had them go to Dumbledore, and I might have heard snippets of it."

Hazel sighed. "No one can keep that boy from helping people," she said.

Thalia banged her fist on the table. "Exactly were did they go?" she asked so loudly a lot of heads of the wizards turned their way.

"Ministry of Magic," Piper said as she sat down next to Hazel. "With Annabeth."

"To do what?" Clarisse asked.

Nico made everyone jump when he spoke, they hadn't realised he was there. "Save Harry's godfather, Sirius."

"Are you serious?" Thalia punned and Nico glared at her although his features betrayed him as he smirked.

"Yeah," Nico said. "Something to do with no-nose-face and dreams."

Piper snorted at the simple explanation Nico gave the other demigods. "What he means," she said. "Is that a few of our boys have gone on a little side-quest to help Harry's godfather, because apparently, Harry had a dream of him being tortured by Voldemort."

"Why on earth was I not invited to go?" Clarisse demanded. "I've got a knack with that Tommo!"

There was a round of chuckles around the table as they found they name amusing.

"Well," Thalia said. "Let's just hope they all come back with their noses. I'm not sure I could handle seeing my brother and cousin looking like Voldemort."

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