First of all SeanHicks4, yeah good point and thank you it's given me an idea for a chapter that was basically just a filler. Also by that logic Annabeth can talk to owls. Finally, THANKYOU TO ALL WHO REVIEW. It really makes my day. I also apologise for the stupid title of this chapter.
Chapter 8: The Strange feeling is tried to be collected
Harry's POV
When the new kids had gone to bed I decided to voice my concerns about the feeling of strangeness I had around them. "The Americans," I started. "There's a feeling…"
"There's a feeling that they shouldn't be here, that they don't belong," finished Hermione, I nodded. "Well I expect we've all got that, don't we Ron."
"Huh, what?" said Ron.
"The transfers."
"Yeah, 'cause they're all Death Eaters." He muttered. I sighed, I had hoped that this wouldn't come up, but there had been a growing suspicion in my head that this was the case; especially since the scene at the lake. It seemed that Hermione's feelings mirrored mine. She sighed. "It's the most likely explanation." She said. "Mind you it's the not a perfect explanation," she added hastily, I nodded knowing how she felt.
"Oh well, we've had the first of all our lessons so all that's left is to avoid Snape and try not to get killed." I said brightly, trying and failing to break the tension.
The next morning I was slightly happier to see that as the transfers walked into the hall all heads turned in their direction. They were the distraction everyone needed from the horror of Voldemort's plans. And I had to admit, I was glad there was someone else who was being stared at and whispered about behind their backs. Not only did they not use wands – reason enough for stares – they didn't say the right incantation and they were brilliant at it. So to me it was no surprise at their sudden fame.
Percy and the others, however, were not happy about this. As they walked in Percy looked on the verge of turning around and walking strait back out again. But Annabeth whispered something to him and in the silence of the hall I heard some of what she was saying. "It's not as if you haven't had this before." This confused me, were they like this at their school? Did they seriously think that they would go unnoticed? They got to the table and Thalia rolled her eyes and said "Well that failed." She said this is more to Nico and the others. I was about to ask what failed but the post came.
Four owls came towards the table and landed in front of Nico, Annabeth, Percy and Thalia. Four rolled up scrolls with a green ribbon. It seemed that Slughorn wanted to collect the new kids. When they saw their rolled they stared at them as if they might blow up at any moment. They all turned to Percy expectantly. "Fine!" he mumbled, I could barely hear it but to them it seemed a completely normal level.
He opened it an breathed a sigh of relief. "It's okay," he announced. The others opened their scrolls eagerly but then they stared at them in concentration. Eventually Nico turned to me, he thrust the piece of parchment in my direction. "What does it say?" he asked in frustration. I thought it was strange; they all had the same expression. I glance at the other letters. "They all say pretty much the same thing apart from the name," I then proceeded to read out the following:-
Nico
I would be very much obliged if you would do me the honour of coming to a small gathering I am arranging. I have invited all of your friends and I am sure that they will be happy to come when they hear you are going.
Professor H. Slughorn
It was clever, making him think that he was the most important one. But of course that has failed, they couldn't read the letter so they all knew that all of them said the same thing. But then again, I didn't know them: I couple of conversations didn't tell me anything about them. I waited impatiently for their response. Percy looked confused, he glanced at Annabeth who aid something under her breath. They proceeded to have another conversation in their weird language. This was becoming a almost daily occurrence. At the end of it Percy shrugged and they turned back to us as if nothing had happened.
I'm sorry if you're not satisfied with this chapter but it was something I thought inevitable, I also apologise for any spelling/grammar mistakes as I am trying to type up quickly to make up for the several weeks I spent doing nothing. However, after tomorrow I will probably go to one update a week because one a day is really too hard. Thank you if you even bothered to read this.
