Hey!
It's only taken me...oh, forever to update this. And I must apologize, but this is a really short filler. Mainly because I have lots of school work and I'm kind of addicted to writing another fanfic. So if this happens again, just constantly nag me to get the next chapter up. Seriously, if you nag, it will come quicker ;-)
I was dreaming. I knew that I was dreaming. Again.
I was in a camp somewhere. There were two teenagers in front of me, facing a man in a wheelchair.
"We have a quest for you," The man said.
Both of the teenager's faces filled with excitement.
"There is a sword somewhere, which needs to be recovered, and brought to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You and a demigod who attends the school will find it. You up for it?"
"Always," a female teenager told him.
"Excellent. You're going to have to travel to England to get the girl. The headmaster of the school is aware of the quest and will be expecting your arrival. Go straight to him, and he will take you to the demigod who will be accompanying you."
"Who is this demigod?" the other teenager asked, this one a male.
"Her name is Belinda. She hasn't yet been claimed, but the headmaster of the school is quite sure she's a demigod, and he's renowned for his wisdom. I'm sure that if he's right, she will be claimed once you are there."
When I woke up, one sentence was echoing in my head – "We're on our way."