Harry

If you're all wondering why I was here in Hogwarts repeating his seventh year and not out there starting his auror training, well, there is a good explanation for that. One, it was for Ginny; she would be starting her seventh year and he couldn't bother leaving her. (We've been dating since the war.) And two, Hermione insisted we repeat since we did skip the entire year looking for Horcruxes and the last school year was undergoing a situation that I wouldn't mention for your sake.

Ever since our victorious success in the war, everyone's been acting all lively and carefree, like a cloudy day turned sunny. Even Malfoy isn't the usual git anymore.

Ginny squeezed my hand. Her face filled with concern "Are you alright?" God, she looked beautiful.

"No, I'm fine."

"Man, I'm hungry." said Ron, rubbing his stomach "If McGonagall isn't back yet in 5 minutes I'll die."

We laughed, Hermione rolled her eyes. "You're exaggerating. But you are right though, Professor McGonagall is never late for dinner. I wonder what's she's up to."

Hermione and her curiosity. Never changed at all.

"Maybe she's just finishing up in her office." reassured Ginny "She's been working on renovations, you know."

George swung his arm around Hermione's shoulder "Yeah 'Mione. No need to worry 'bout anything." George was never the same when Fred died, like half of his soul died out too. Though, he never shows his sorrow to anybody, you can only hear him crying his eyes out in his room at night. George runs a prank store in Diagon Alley, though the reason why he's here even if he did graduate two years ago, I have no clue. Just visiting, I hope.

Hermione glared at him "Don't call me that." and pushed of his arm

"Cold as always, 'Mione." he said teasingly.

At that moment the brass doors swung open. Professor McGonagall hurriedly walked along the aisle followed by a group of teenagers. The teenagers then stood by Professor McGonagall's side as the professor started her speech.

"Welcome back students of Hogwarts, and welcome to Hogwarts to the First Years." she then started with the usual; welcoming remarks, rules and whatnot, reminders and the sorting. But the whole time the ceremony started, I could not take my eyes off the mysterious bunch.

Their ages ranged around twelve to seventeen; good-looking and very athletic like they could knock you out with a single punch and still look good. They all wore muggle clothes; half off them wore bright orange shirts with denim jeans while the other half wore black goth-theme clothes. If they were students, shouldn't they be clothed in robes? They carried their trunks by hand and seem distracted; looking around or twiddling with something and not listening to the Headmistress' speech at all. And most off all, they radiated power. Not evil magical power, but more of pure energy.

"Who are they?" whispered Ron "I hope this isn't another tournament..." I patted him on the back.

"... And I would like to welcome our new Professors." Professor McGonagall then gestured to the group. My eyes widened. Professors? Aren't they a little to young to teach? I mean, their were younger than we are. From the look of my friends faces, Harry would say they were thinking the same thing.
Murmurs and whispers broke out of the hall.

"They will be teaching the sixth and seventh years. Greek Mythology and Muggle Studies."

"Aren't they a little too young to be teaching?" (A/N: Phineas and Ferb reference.. :D) says Nearly Headless Nick. Gee, you think?

Leo

"That was strange." I said jokingly "They kept staring at us like we just grown two heads."

"Maybe you did." said Nico. We broke into a chorus off laughter.

"They may have expected old people. No offense Professor McGonagall." added Percy. The Headmistress smiled "Yes, they may have been expecting old people."

We pasted corridor to corridor (Damn they're long). Moving staircases, which Thalia didn't appreciate. All of the paintings seem to move, which freaked me out a bit. And every wall has torches hanging on the side. Talk about medieval and creepy. Haven't they heard of electricity? Hey, that rhymed...

"Are we their yet?" I complained, earning me a slap on the head from Thalia. Score 1.

"So, Professor your a daughter of Hecate?" asked Annabeth awkwardly. A smile grew from the old lady's rubbery face.

"Yes, quite right Daughter of Athena." she said in Greek. "And to answer your question son of Hephaestus, yes we are here."

She placed her palm against a plain white wall. "Sour candy paradise." she said and suddenly an eight feet bronze door appeared with the letter alpha and omega carved on each door.

"This will be your dorm for the rest of the year." she said "For you security, change your password every week."

"Password?"

"Yes, the thing I did earlier when I said Sour candy paradise-I just adore gummi candy. Anyways, just agree on a certain phrase or word every week. It will automatically change. You can change your rooms according to your taste, you just have to think about it. I hope you like your dorm." and with that she disappeared

"Creepy." Percy sang. I couldn't help but agree.

The dorm looked like your average modern home with wood oak flooring and white cream walls. At the center was a stone fire place with Greek fire blazing hot. A supra caramel sofa formed an L formation in the center. Above the fireplace hung a 20 inches plasma screen T.V. with an installation of Nintendo Wii. On the right was a kitchen with a huge fridge filled with snacks and sodas. On the left was a spiral staircase leading to the second floor.

The others wanted to explore the first floor first, so I headed to claim a bedroom first.

There were six bedrooms in all with two bathrooms on the left. I entered one of them and started to think of bunker nine back at camp. With a metallic queen size bed, speakers, a work bench filled with tools and other sorts of gear and a mini fridge and candy bar. Wow, talk about total luxury.

At that moment their was a big crash by the kitchen. I ran back downstairs "What's the commotion about?"

By the foot of the dining table, pieces of glass and gummy bears were scattered all over the floor. Nico knelt by the mess, a few pieces of candy on his hand "NO! Why did i have to end this way."

"Zombie Dude here got too excited, so he dropped the whole jar of gummy bears." scoffed Thalia "And what a waste too." she had a broom at hand and started sweeping.

Annabeth was busy reading her text books for tomorrow's class. Typical.

Suddenly the whole kitchen smelled like freshly baked cookies. By the oven stood Tara in a white apron holding three silver trays of cookies. Chocolate chip cookies. My mouth watered.

"I can't believe they haven't heard of cookies." she complained

"Hey, Leo!" Percy called out "Wanna play Just Dance 3?"