Chapter 11
Sorry for the short chap! I think the next one will be pretty long, so I have to separate them. If you have any ideas for the story, feel free to comment.
That night in the Gryffindor common room, Annabeth and Percy prepared to sneak out for the duel. At soon as the clock struck 11, they started packing their weapons. The demigods slipped on their uniform cloaks, and they grabbed their wands. Although, they did pack some non-wizard weapons; Annabeth strapped a dagger to her forearm, and Percy made sure his pants had pockets for Riptide.
"Let's go," Percy whispered.
"Seaweed Brain, are you sure about this? It's not worth it," Annabeth chided.
"Are you serious?" Percy asked. "He's been going after us as soon as we arrived. Harry challenged us, and we have to show him that we mean business here."
"Wow. I don't think I've seen you this motivated in a while," Annabeth said.
"Yeah, well you'll see just how motivated I can get once we're actually in a duel. Now let's go."
The two teenagers climbed out of the portrait hole and walked down the hall. Suits of armor clunked around, and Ms. Norris slinked around the corner, her orange eyes illuminated.
Annabeth held her finger to her lips, telling Percy to stop ranting about Harry. Ms. Norris glared at them for a few seconds, then swept off.
"That's Filch's cat, right?" Annabeth murmured.
"Yeah, whatever. We have to go," Percy snapped.
Through the long, ending corridors they went, climbing the moving staircases and eventually ending up in…
"Nowhere," Annabeth sighed. "We're in the middle of nowhere. Are we lost?"
"No, no, no," Percy soothed. "Well, yes."
"Ugh, I knew we shouldn't have done this!" Annabeth yelled. Her hands flew up as she got angry, knocking over a suit of armor. The sound of metal hitting the hard floor echoed through the long, daunting hallways. "Oh no," she groaned, scrambling to pick it up.
"C'mon, let's hurry," Percy said.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Filch was waltzing down the corridor in his pajamas, his night cap on crooked. "Who is it?" he said sleepily. "Students out of bed, you will get detention. Or you could be Peeves, headfirst in mischief once again! Ooh, Peeves, I'll get you this time!"
"Go, go, go!" Percy whispered frantically.
He and Annabeth scurried down the hall, and Percy opened a random door and they ran inside. Annabeth slammed the door shut behind them, and the two whirled around.
In front of them a shining mirror stood. Beside it, a ruby red stone lay.
The Mirror of Erised and the Sorcerer's Stone had returned to depths of Hogwarts.