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Ch 9-Weighing of Skeeter

Neville

I quickly stumbled into the Great Hall. Where's Harry? C'mon, where's Harry?

I found him fervently discussing with Hermione and Ron. I approached the group apprehensively and mumbled, "Um, Harry. Dumbledore wants you to meet him outside his office?"

Harry nodded, "Thanks, Neville." He rushed out and I sat down at his place.

Hermione narrowed her eyes, "So, what did Annabeth want you guys for?"

"Nothing. Just an experiment."

Ron exclaimed, muffled from all the eggs and bacon, "I fan't caliebe tour a gemiyod."

"Um, what?"

Ron swallowed his food in all one gulp and leaned in, "Why didn't you tell us you were a demigod? We are your friends, you could have trusted us."
"I'm sorry Ron. It was protocol from Draco. Luna and I sometimes look up to him for decisions. We promised never to tell Annabeth or you guys. Sorry. I hope you guys aren't offended."

Hermione smiled wickedly, "None taken. But it is like you don't trust any of us, even Harry. And his life could have been threatened because you kept a deadly secret from us. It was a stupid decision. No offense."

A voice grumped (?), "You know, people only say 'no offense' when they mean to offend you. Or in Neville's case, when he believes you will be threatened by his words and is nice enough to try to calm that." Next to us was the whole demigod group, besides Annabeth. She was nowhere to be found.

Ron smoothed his hair and asked Piper, "Where's Annabeth?"

"Talking to Dumbledore about the Tournament. Worried she has to use real magic."

Hermione joined in, "Yeah, how are you guys going to fool the whole three school that you can use magic?"
Hazel replied, "We will just say we specialize in a specific type of elemental magic. But in my case, I can sort of use magic. I can manipulate the Mist."

"What's that?"

"It's what keeps mortals from finding out about our world. It protects us. It is like an illusion in a way."

Ron shouted, "That's awesome!"

All heads turned towards him in curiosity and boredom then returned to their food and talking.

Hermione smacked Ron in the back of the head. "It is a privilege we know their secret. Try not to blow it Ron!"

"Fine. Sheesh Hermione. She's so uptight."

Smack. "Hermione!"

Annabeth

I woke up before the sun even rose. I got a letter from Dumbledore to meet with him before the other champions come. I had to swerve to dodge Peeves, the school's prankster ghost. Particular today, he was carrying gallons of paint and he cackled as I passed. Fortunately, Nico scared him away when he tried to prank us. Unfortunately, he scared away all the ghosts, causing unwanted attentions to ourselves.

I leaned against the wall and waited for the headmaster. I pulled out a greek book Hecate gave me and began reading about the dark arts. "Good morning Annabeth."

I looked up from my book and replied, "Morning Dumbledore."

"Hmm. You Americans can call me Albus."

"Ok, Albus. So what am I doing here?"

"Today, Rita Skeeter, a reporter for the Daily Prophet, is coming to write about the first Triwizard Tournament in years. It is the weighing of the wands. But in your case, you can choose any weapon."

"A loophole. Well, in that case, I will choose my dagger." I unsheathed my drakon bone sword and let it glint in the candlelight. "What a beautiful weapon."

"Thank you."

"Annabeth what are you doing here?"

I say a tired Harry coming towards us. "It regards all of the champions."

He nodded and Krum, Diggory, and Fleur came gliding in. And with them a woman with white hair in curls and a heavy-jawed face. She wore jeweled glasses and her nails were red talons dripping in paint. She had a crocodile-skin handbag that matched her acidic stare. She rushed to Harry and examined him. I stepped towards her and snarled menacingly, "Stop doing that. You are making him uncomfortable."

"Fine. Come Harry let's interview you first."

When Harry finally came back, two men came. Harry greeted them, "Ludo Bagman. Mr. Ollivander."

Mr. Ollivander stated, "Please present your wands."

Fleur, Cedric, and Krum presented their wands and were approved. Harry displayed his wand. Mr. Ollivander exclaimed, "Finally, one of my own! Perfect shape. I remember this one. Thank you Harry. And you miss?"
I unsheathed my dagger and Piper's. Thankfully, she was kind enough to lend her dagger. The champions and their headmasters gasped and Dumbledore smiled. "I am not an expert in swords but it looks to be in perfect shape."

After the ceremony Harry approached me, "Aren't you using a wand?"

"What? Most demigods can't even use magic, so no. I'm using something I am more comfortable with.

I made my way to the grounds and saw Percy and Jason locked in an intense sparring match. Sword against sword. Clang. Clang.

There was a huge crowd around them cheering them on. Boys were screaming in excitement and girls were trying to catch Percy and Jason shirtless. Of course, they were fainting by the thousands.

I squeezed through the crowd and watched with amusement. Jason was on the defense and was being pressed towards a tree. Percy slashed with fierce precise movements.

Then it happened.

Jason had to attack one way or the other but when he slashed against Percy, his sword wasn't there to stop it. Percy screamed and double-backed in pain. I rushed towards him and pushed all the girls and boys away. I looked at his abdomen and saw an old wound reopening.

Jason kneeled, "Sorry dude."

"It's fine. Annabeth's here."

Will diagnosed, "Yep, this is an old wound. We need to cover it before it gets infected."

Will started tearing off Percy's shirt and began to dress the wound. I screamed, "Wait. It's one of those wounds."

Piper slowly and hesitantly asked, "Which wound?"

"That wound. The one Bob healed."

Frank asked, "Who's Bob?"

Nico sadly nodded, "A Titan that was brainwashed in the Lethe. He saved Annabeth and Percy's lives back in… that place."

"Oh."

Percy gripped my hand and shook his head, "Annabeth don't worry. Bob will come back. He saved our lives. Don't be sad."

I hugged him and allowed the tears to fall. I felt water drip on my shoulder and Percy started to stand. He leaned against me as we made our way to the infirmary.

It was starting to get dark. Percy looked at the stars, "Bob, says hello."

This chapter is for Bob and Bob Jr. May we please have a moment of silence…

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Trivia: Name the three most powerful Titans.

What are the dragons in the first task of the Tournament?