Camp Alsilicis

By bloomingfelton

Summary: In order to find their soulmates, everyone in the trio's 7th year is shipped off to Camp Alsilicis in the States. For six weeks they must survive along with other witches and wizards from all over and find their soulmate and future spouse. New characters and strange parings are added.

Chapter

A New Prophecy

A bell rang throughout the camp as teenagers made their way to Belany Hall. All came in and sat at the respected tables to see that Headmasters Lohary, Rankins, and Dumbledore were chatting happily. Hermione walked in and sat down next to Harry and Katie. It had been a long day and all Hermione was thinking about was heading back to the unit and going straight to sleep.

She looked up to the main table to see Professor Lohary stand and clink his glass. Immeadiately the hall quieted down.

"I assume so far that everyone is enjoying their stay?" Lohary began. After hearing applause he continued on. "Welcome, I am glad that you are happy and would like to say that everyone will be taking basketball and tennis or Quidditch this week with potions in the afternoon. Now I will let Proffessor Anderson from Strideson talk to you about your spouse class and then you shall eat. Go right ahead Mrs. Anderson, they are all yours."

Everyone clapped for Lohary as Professor Anderson the Divination teacher from Strideson stood up.

"Welcome to Camp Alcilicis. You spouse class this week will be easy. You will all get to know each other in your unit and we will be going over the basic things that you will need in your marriage life. So all you will really being doing is – "

The Divination teacher didn't finish her sentence. Instead she stood quietly as her eyes glassed over and a powerful cold gust of wind swept through the hall.

Another teacher, sitting next to Mrs. Anderson, placed a hand on Mrs. Anderson's shoulder.

"Suzanne, are you all right?" she asked.

The teacher did not respond. After a few moments, acting like she was in a trance, Mrs. Anderson left her seat and walked up to the Falcon table.

"THE DAUGHTER OF ACHILLES WILL COMFORT THE SON OF PARIS TO OVERCOME HIS PAST – ENEMIES OF THE PAST AND PRESENT – BOTH WILL JOIN TOGETHER WHILE THE DRAGON BEFRIENDS THE STAG – BOTH WILL HELP THE ONE DESTROY THE SERPANT."

Proffessor Anderson's raspy voice ended and she collapsed to the ground. Teachers rushed to her aid as Dumbledore's voice roared across the noisy hall.

"Campers to you units, Falcons stay."

Unit directors had to drag the students' back to their units while the Falcons sat astonished and quiet, waiting for orders.

Once Professor Anderson was carried to the infirmary Dumbledore began to speak again. "Which one of you has Greek or Roman ancestors?"

Hermione looked around the table. No one was talking. Everyone was in deep thought of whom they had descended from.

"I do."

Hermione looked up to see Draco Malfoy as the speaker.

"Ahh, Mr. Malfoy. I had a feeling you would be the one. Your name means Dragon, does it not?"

"It does, Sir."

"Wonderful. Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter will you please stand to the side."

Harry and Malfoy gave each other deathly glances before standing and taking a few steps backward from the table.

"Would the rest of you, men, please return to the unit. But ladies please stay."

All the men quietly walked out of the hall, while the girls looked nervously at each other. After all the boys left the hall Dumbledore spoke again.

"Ladies, please follow me into the back room. Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter, please wait out here."

Professor Dumbledore led all the girls to the back room with the help of Professor McGonagall, Lohary, Rankins, and Madam Pomfrey. All the girls walked quietly into the room. The students formed a straight line and waited for Professor Dumbledore to talk.

"Ladies, first off, what Professor Anderson had said just a few moments ago was a true prophecy. You may repeat it to your friends, but please do not mention it to any of your parents or outside friends or family. Secondly, to answer your questions, yes, Mr. Potter is the stag and Mr. Malfoy is the dragon and is also the very great grandson of Prince Paris of Troy. Thirdly, and foremost, one of you is the very great granddaughter of Achilles, the Great War hero of the Trojan War. This might be a weird question but would you all please turn around and show your left ankle?" Dumbledore recieved many nods of 'yes'. "Thank you, then Madam Pomfrey will look at everyones ankle."

Hermione watched as every girl turned around and showed their ankle, and Hermione followed along. One by one Madam Pomfrey looked closely at every girl's ankle and performed revealing charms and other assortment of spells. She looked at Louise Adley then told her she could leave, she did the same for Mary Kate Spall, Cameron Stover, and Pansy Parkinson. Then next she went to Lynn Loman. Hermione watched as Madame Pomfrey performed the spells. After she did not get the unknown result she wanted, she told Lynn that she was free to leave and moved on to Hermione.

Hermione watched as Madame Pomfrey took her ankle in her left hand. She ran her finger over the heel a couple times before performing a standard revealing spell. Nothing happened and Madam Pomfrey ran her thumb over the heel again. Next she performed a history charm. Nothing happened and then Hermione screamed out in pain and collappsed to the ground cluthing her ankle.

Katie Doneray, Mandy Brocklehurst, and Haley Andrews rushed to her side as did Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Madame Pomfrey. Headmasters' Lohary and Rankins were guarding the door, not letting two curious boys, Harry and Malfoy, from rushing into the room.

Hermione screamed out in pain again.

"What is the matter, deary?" Madame Pomfrey asked in a calm soothing voice.

Hermione tried to take a few breaths before talking, "Get –it –out –of –my –ankle."

"Hermione, what is in you ankle?" Dumbledore asked.

"An –arrow," Hermione let out in short breaths.

Dumbledore nodded his head. "Take off the history revealment charm, Poppy."

After taking off the charm, Hermione gave a sigh of relief and closed her eyes, easing herself into a deep sleep.

However, before she was officially asleep, Dumbledore spoke softly to her.

"We finally meet, Skylar Brookenson."

Authors Note: Ahh it took me forever to write this chapter. It is my fav so far. Hope you liked it.