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Chapter 20-Revelation

Piper
Here we are again. I didn't really expect this quest to lead to a war and a conspiracy theory. And Cho? I never thought she could betray her family like that just for an unknown brother that is definitely siding with the Gods' enemies and not only that but the wizarding community's enemy. I wasn't trying to be insensitive, but she could have talked it through with us before we declared all-out war.
We all decided that keeping Harry mostly in the dark was the best for him and for us. It would of course prevent Voldemort from looking into his thoughts, but at least us demigods are more used to someone peering through our thoughts and we could protect ourselves from it. Harry? I have no clue. We don't know if he could be a weak link or not. It's playing it safe and smart.
Hermione called everyone to meet her in this empty classroom that used to house the Mirror of Erised (?). It became our regular meeting spot. Of course, it was when Harry had Quidditch practice or some detention. That kid can clearly NOT stay away from trouble even when trouble was allergic to him. Sorry, not the best analogy.
Anyway, our weekly meetings became daily with one of us at least having new information. It has been exactly two weeks precisely since we found out. We knew something big was about to happen. Cho was also meeting with Voldemort a whole lot more often. The pale nose-less man revealed too much. We knew a little bit of another agent amongst Hogwarts walls. It was definitely someone responsible or in a place of power. We immediately accused Snape, but Draco thought otherwise. Underneath that calm exterior was a hurting man. Something about Harry of course.

Today, I had something to report. I was watching Cho when she dropped a letter into a nearby lamp. She was becoming more secretive and safe. She burnt letters in random places that had no pattern. Originally, Cho thought her own common room fireplace was adequate enough, but now she is even willing to create her own fires and burning letters immediately. It was harder getting great information without losing it to the hungry flames.

I had a piece of burnt parchment in my hands. I read aloud, "'Our lords are becoming tired. They want results now. It's better if you enact a plan or something and sent it to me. I know you never respond to my letters, but it is best for both of us to be able to show progress. If you sent it to your agent, then it will definitely circulate back to me. I can hand-deliver your results to the lords. I have that kind of access. Remember to watch out for the demigods. They pose a too big a problem into our plans as per usual. However, it is more so than we expected. These American demigods have learned just as our lords have. However, our lords never forget what these demigods did to them. Hurry up with killing that Potter, and then we can be a family again.'"

Hazel asked, "Wait….WHAT?! Is she being blackmailed or something?"
Annabeth hummed under her breath, "Maybe, but from this letter, part of this is voluntary work for Atlas and Hyperion."
Percy was leaning against the wall and was practicing sword moves, "Wait, so who is holding up the world?"
"What do you mean?" cried Hermione, "Is the world going to suddenly fall? There are forces of science that holds the world."
Annabeth supplied, "What he means is that Atlas usually holds up the world. And if Atlas isn't there to hold up the world, what god or demigod could be extorted to hold it? Or perhaps it is our fellow benefactor. It would explain Cho's behavior. She was being suspicious and tired recently. Her eyes were also red and puffy last time I saw here. Crying."
Percy groaned, "You got all that information from like one day?"
"Yep." I replied.
"Well then. Isn't that suspicious? Normally, we aren't getting new information EVERYDAY. It doesn't make sense unless she is leaving hints. She might want our help."

Everyone stared at Percy as if he had an extra head. He called out, "What?"
Jason shrugged, "You're right. Personally, during wars, our Roman scouts never get daily information. It's usually monthly."
Annabeth nodded, "Same for us."
"Sorry, but Romans scouts?" Hermione interrupted.
"Long story."

The brunette sighed and leaned against the wall, clearly not liking the idea of being in the dark. She had no one to talk to for the moment as Ron was with Harry, dawning over the wonderful sport that is Quidditch. Luna asked suddenly, "So, should we take up the offer and help Cho with whatever she is dealing with? I mean hurt people hurt people."
"Luna's right," I nodded, "We should understand Cho's situation first."
Nico refuted, "But we also have the other spy to worry about. You know, the one that is going to help Cho, I don't know, kill Harry?"
Jason shrugged, "I can't see why we can't do both. I mean, as long as Cho doesn't tip off the other person or vice versa, we could figure this whole mess out. And maybe alert Harry. This is his life we are betting on anyway."

"Then it's settled," smiled Hermione, "We'll maintain what we are doing. But, do we have any leads on the other agent besides a person of power? We all know it can't be Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall, or Flitwick. We can mostly trust them."
Neville added, "And Professor Mooney. He, uh, sort of helped me overcome some of my fears." He chuckled and turned a shade of beet red.

Frank shook his head, "I don't know. We barely know anything about the guy. And plus, he looks fishy if you ask me."
Percy nodded along, "Maybe keep him on a rope before ruling him out."

"Well, Neville already established a relationship with the guy. He can explore more," offered Draco.

Luna asked, "Do you even want to do this Neville?" She said it as if talking to a child, slowly and calculated to prevent a tantrum.

The boy went silent as the rest of the group talked about other plans. He responded, "It's fine."

Neville

I was in DADA and the class was getting rowdy. It was nearly before lunch, and everyone was itching to leave. Harry and Ron and Hermione were of course in their own corner of the world. It sort of made some of the Gryffindors in my year get a bit envious of the tight-knit group.

Thankfully, they were so close, Ron and Hermione could easily persuade Harry to not talk to Mooney after class like he usual does. It would give me that moment to actually talk to the professor without tipping off Harry. That group is always suspicious. It is a bit unnerving how many crazy theories they have.

Soon I was lagging behind, packing up my ink and feather when I could have used a pen. I guess it's sort of convention. And, you get yelled at for using a pen. It is weird.

Of course, Mooney was watching me out of his fake eye. It seemed to look directly at me even though his back was turned. He was about to leave when I called out, "Professor, may I talk to you?"
He nodded and waited for me to catch up to him at the door.

Phase 2 was a go. I opened the door slightly so that Piper, under the cloak of invisibility could go examine the room. Outside the door, I said, "Thank you for the book Professor."
"It was my pleasure. You know, you should explore that career. Take up herbology. It always comes in handy."
"Thank you Professor. I was also wondering if there was a possibility that Voldemort could be alive? You are the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor. I was just hoping that maybe you could confirm the rumors."
The Professor hummed for a while, the only sound would be the clanging of his staff against the hard cobblestone floor. His eye was fixed ahead, not moving as usual. The man seemed to be in a dreamy state. Something unlike all others who would cower under the name.

Mooney responded, still in his dreamy state, "It would mark the end of the world as we know it if the Dark Lord is alive. Our poor Harry Potter-," he said with some malice "-would be in grave danger. But, this isn't something you children should concern yourselves with."

With that, the man hobbled into another corridor, but under his breath, I could hear twelve words that told me who he was: "I hope my Lord is alive. I hope it to be true."

Harry

Something weird is going on. I keep seeing Hermione give the demigods and Neville weird looks. They all talk fervorously then stop and look nervous when I enter the scene. Perhaps, they were plotting against me to prevent me from winning the Tournament! Maybe they don't trust me to protect myself and are still plotting without my consent. Whatever it is, it probably isn't good. And I keep on remembering some words and memories that seem familiar but not entirely mine.

For example, I would see the grouping of Hermione, Ron, the demigods, the demigod wizards in the room the Mirror of Erised was in. Then the memory vanished and I had trouble recalling it without writing it down. Of course there was one reoccuring memory that keeps popping up. A familiar bushy-haired girl pointed her wand towards my direction and whispered, "Obliviate." This is the spell for erasing memories(I still remember Lockhart).

It may be stupid of me to accuse my friends, but in this world, I can't trust anyone except Hermione, Ron, and Dumbledore. I would be nowhere without those three, though Ron was mainly moral support. The demigods had proven themselves trustworthy, but what was so secretive they couldn't tell me but told Ron and Hermione! But no offense to Ron, but he can sometimes be useless!

I made my way towards the Gryffindor common room from Quidditch practice. Hermione and Ron were waiting for me around the same corner and I waved and smiled. However, they were busy talking to each other and barely batted me an eye. It was weird and quite demoralizing after my horrible practice.
I sighed and kept walking, not waiting for the two to finish their conversation. I went past Cho, who was hanging around the stairs. She smiled at me and asked, "Hello Harry. How's it going?"
"Fine Cho. Thanks for asking. It seems my friends are too busy to even ask that anymore."
She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "Oh. That's sad. Did something happen?"
"I don't know anymore honestly. How's it going for you?"
She beamed brighter, "It has been really stressful with exams coming up. And Cedric has been awfully nice to me. We went to Hogsmeade together last weekend."
I merely said, "Oh."

"Well, I better get going Harry. Have a nice day." She waved and went past me towards the school grounds. It was getting dark, and I was worried she might get hurt from the monsters the demigods keep attracting and the ones that keep trying to hunt me down. As a result, I followed in pursuit.
I stayed close against the trees.

As the sun made its last rays of light kiss the clouds before the night, I realized I should have got my invisibility cloak. But thankfully, it was a new moon, and I would barely be seen. And if not, Hagrid's hut was always a get-away point.

I stayed close to Cho as she trekked through the forest, something that could earn detention. Along the way, I kept on hearing voices that sounded oddly familiar. It seemed muted, but it sounded like Nico? Then again, my mind has been playing tricks on me. I keep on imagining Voldemort popping out of nowhere, or some greek monster grabbing me by the throat.

Suddenly, Cho stopped. She was in the middle of a clearing, with her back towards me. She was talking to a nose-less pale man that I could instantly tell from my dreams. The Dark Lord himself. Cho didn't act that threatened Voldemort was here. But, I moved up to save Cho from the evil man who killed my parents. However, two pair of strong hands held me down and covered my mouth from shouting. It looked and saw it to be indeed Nico with his boyfriend Will. A muffled sound of protest came out but stopped when Nico glared at me so hard, I could feel as if I was going to die.

He didn't explain anything to me, but Will thankfully gave me the bare minimum. They were watching Cho and her meetings with Voldemort. He said it as if it was common knowledge. But did I know? Merlin's beard I didn't! Gasp.

I asked, "What?" But, Will covered my mouth once more. In a deadly voice I never knew he had, he whispered, "I will explain everything later. But just watch."
I tried to make out the voices. There was Cho's flute-like voice underneath a black hood. Voldemort's raspy voice came out too, as if he was choking constantly and could never get water. How can I possibly take him seriously if I sounds like a dying cat throwing threats around, constipated? My job just got harder.

Cho said as clear as day, "My lord. Plans are going underway. The Professor gave me some ways to kill Potter in the third task."
"Good. And I expect you to carry out the task. I have agents watching."
Cho took a step back, but swallowed her fear and asked, "Are you sure?"
"Yes. Prove your loyalty to me. Then, we can conquer the titans and bring your brother back. Kill Potter or be killed."
Cho's brother? Titans? Loyalty? MY LORD? Oh [Elder Curse inserted here], Cho's a spy for Voldemort!

"So, let me get this straight. Cho is secretly a spy that is going to kill me during the Third Task in under to please Voldemort and get her brother back. And Professor Mooney, one of the best DADA teachers we had in a long time, is in league with Voldemort too. And Cho's brother is trying to convince her to betray Voldemort and join Atlas and Hyperion, who still want to kill me when I have no correlation or did nothing to them whatsoever. AND you guys kept this a secret from me to protect me."

Everyone nodded. Hermione squeaked, "That's correct."
I sighed and yelled, "Why didn't you guys trust me?! If I had known sooner, I could have helped. It's my life anyway that is on the line!"
Hazel stood up, "And it's also the lives of all the demigods out there. If Atlas and Hyperion want to kill you, then they are up to no good and could kill millions more than just you! Learn to know when your life means nothing when a WAR is at stake."
She was breathing hard, and Frank put a hand on her shoulder in sympathy. Percy did too. It seemed everyone has their own dark past. I rarely saw Hazel get this angry. She was passionate and shy, but never this angry. It had its effect though. Something bigger was going on.

Ron noted, "Next time. We will include you into our group. Alright mate?"
I leaned against my chair, "Fine. What else do I not know?"
Piper whispered into my ear, "Are you dealing with Cho?"
I didn't really know what to feel about Cho. I liked her and yet she was going to kill me before the school year is over. I shrugged in all honesty. I respected her decision. She was protecting family, just like my mother did. It seems even bad guys have their drama.

Annabeth, elected team leaderish, declared, "Ok. We need to bring Cho in and question her. Perhaps during Easter break. That way, we don't have to worry about missing classes or Cho missing classes. Prevent any raise in suspicion- Yes, Harry?"
I had my hand dropped to the ground. "One question. You guys trusted Neville over me? No offense Neville, but he doesn't keep secrets that well."
He shrugged and people murmured in agreement. Percy laughed, "Maybe one day he will, I don't know, kill a very important snake that ends up saving wizarding kind."

Neville shook his head, chuckling, "As if. I'm clumsy as is. I'm not even brave. I could barely be worthy enough to hold the Gryffindor Sword."
Hazel smiled, knowingly, as if the palm of the universe and the future was in her hands. "You never know."

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Trivia(This is way harder and taken from Sparknotes because I'm bored):

What is the name of Mr. Dursley's oil drilling company?
What is the name of the private school that Dudley Dursley is planning to attend in the first book?
Who is the minister of Magic when Harry is 12?