Flying on Thin Air -Fandom Clash Book 1

by Demiwitch

So Percy and gang get a new member and go to Hogwarts, and Harry thinks their Death Eaters Rated T to be safe. The cover is made by Fluff-n-Puff, check out their account on Wattpad! Please look through (or don't, as there is danger to your sanity) chapters 1-6 as a sort of background and 7 onward as the story. Now discontinued for rewriting:( (jk, it's called 'thank god')

11. Chapter 8

Chapter 8 -Crazy Little Thing Called Caleb

A/N- so yeah, that happened. two chapters in a week lez go. ONTO THE STORY! Alex, Shurb, Zoey, Caleb, and Aiden will refer to Eva as Corey, everyone else will refer to them as Eva. The newest people will also give them he/they pronouns.

Caleb PoV

Caleb's head was spinning. No. NO NO NO! They can't forget me! THEY CAN'T! HE HAS TO REMEMBER ME! GOD! DON'T TAKE THEM AWAY FROM ME! DON'T TAKE THEM AWAY GOD! Caleb attempts to pull himself together. He was the leader. He had to remain calm. "Aiden. Does he remember me?" Aiden cringes, "Well, Caleb, uh, n-no. They don't. I-I tried…I really did hope they'd remember you, but he doesn't." Caleb glares at him, but can't hold it. He breaks down in sobs. Alex tries to comfort him, but Caleb slaps xem away. Shurb walks up and slaps him on the face. Caleb looks at them in shock. "Bitch, pull yourself together. If you want any chance at bringing back Corey's memory and defeating your brother, befriend them. Get into the same house as them, sit next to them. Ok?" The bleary eyed Caleb nodded. "Good. Now get your ass up, we have to be sorted." Caleb stood up and he and the group followed the rest of the first years into the great hall.

He noticed a group of taller kids. And in that group, he noticed Corey. His eyes lit up and he tried to run to them, but Zoey held onto him. "Let me go, tiny demon!" "No. You aren't going to freak them out. Stay with us dumbass." He huffed, "Fine!" Caleb reluctantly stayed with the group.

As the group walks into the Great Hall, Caleb marvels at the beauty of the castle. He never would've admired it if he hadn't met Corey. He shakes off the thoughts. An old dude with a beard begins to speak. Caleb zones out.

About an hour later, the first years finished sorting, Caleb zoned back in, and the old bearded dude spoke again. Caleb remembers his name, Dumbledore. "And now, for the foreign exchange students. First," a great rumble of confusion came from the students, first? "First, the students from Camp Freedom!"

The Professor McGonagall lady began to call up the names.

"Chase, Annabeth"

About five minutes later,

"Gryffindor!"

"Di Angelo, Nico"

A bit later,

"Ravenclaw!"

"Grace, Jason"

Almost immediately,

"Hufflepuff!"

"G, Thalia"

A little bit later,

"Slytherin!"

"Jackson, Perseus"

A long time later, 15 minutes, actually,

"Gryffindor!"

"Levesque, Hazel"

A bit later,

"Hufflepuff!"

"McLean, Piper"

Quickly,

"Slytherin!"

"Valdez, Leo"

About five minutes later

"Ravenclaw!"

"Weinel, Eva" Corey looked confused as to why they weren't called Evangeline, but didn't complain

A solid three minutes later

"Ravenclaw!"

"Zhang, Frank"

A bit later,

"Hufflepuff!"

"And now for our second group of forgien exchange students, Marchers United." Dumbledore announced. "Couldn't we have been a bit more conspicuous?" muttered Zoey. Caleb shook his head.

"Beet, Zoey"

"SLYTHERIN!"

"Boggs, Asht-" McGonagall was interrupted by Alex, "Um. Actually, he's not going to be here today. He has to take care of some of the younger students at our school. We're a student led school." "Fine."

"Hass, Shurb."

"Slytherin!"

"Hudson, Caleb"

Caleb nervously walked up to the sorting hat. He hoped it didn't show, he was a confident person.

Hmm. An unusual one.

What? What do you mean? Put me with Corey!

Why should I? You seem like you could easily be a Gryffindor, what, with your recovery fr-

Don't. Mention. That.

Fine, fine. You could be a Hufflepuff, with your loyalty to them.

Make me a Ravenclaw.

You could be a Slytherin with your cunning manipula-

Don't you [CENSORED] mention that.

Yes, yes. Although, I don't see Ravenclaw as a possibility. You're an idiot.

I know that, I don't care. Put. Me. With. Corey.

Fine, fine. I guess it's-

"RAVENCLAW!"

Caleb breathed a sigh of relief and did the Ollie in Universal (meaning very, very fast) to the Ravenclaw table and sat down next to Corey. "Hi." "...Hi. Caleb, right?" "Yes." "Right. I don't know who you are, but you're mistaking me for someone else." "No I'm not." Corey looked at him in disbelief, "Then what is my middle and last name? Favorite color? Favorite sports?" "Your middle name is Elizabeth, your last name is Weinel and your birth mothers is Stottman, favorite color is blue, marching band and baseball." Corey pales.

"Who the hell are you Caleb Hudson, and why are you here?"