The Attic, 12 Grimmwauld 1997.
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Percy awoke slowly with a stabbing pain in the back of his head, and the rest of his body was surely going to ache. Percy was no stranger to waking up in bad situations. Hey, he was even a slight fan of the mystery but that didn't mean he necessarily enjoyed it. When he decided to sit up his stomach felt as if it wanted to come up his throat and his head pounded even more. He heard some rustlings and felt a hand begin rubbing his back.
"Percy," said a voice that sounded like Annabeth, "Are you ok?"
He would have loved to answer but he couldn't think straight. After a couple of minutes of sitting still and not moving at all, Percy could sit up straight. He turned saw Annabeth sitting behind with a look of concern etched on her pretty face.
"Are you better Sea Weed brain?" questioned Annabeth.
"Yeah, are you though?"
"Been better….where's Grover?" asked Annabeth, clearly concerned.
Percy scanned the room until he located their satyr friend, who currently moaning about 5 feet away. Percy pointed and slowly stood up along with Annabeth and the made their way over to Grover. As Grover slowly woke up, he began to sit up.
"Annabeth...Percy what happened?" asked Grover when he finally woke up.
"I…" started Percy, "have no idea."
"Good job Sea Weed brain." snapped Annabeth grumpily.
Percy turned to Annabeth obviously hurt, and Annabeth felt a little guilt in her heart but was too embarrassed to apologize. Percy kept his face turned towards Annabeth, his eyes got bigger, and his lip began to quiver.
Annabeth sighed, "I'm sorry Percy."
"Ahhh thanks sweetie, I graciously except your beautiful apology." answered Percy smirking.
"Don't push your luck seaweed brain" growled Annabeth with a playful look in her eyes.
"Get a room you two, or better yet let's wait until we know what happened to us." Said Grover.
Percy nodded and as did Annabeth, they began a methodical search of the room. The each headed in opposite directions, at least Percy and Grover did. Annabeth had headed to the left when she froze. She could feel a cold dread building in her belly. She could hardly breathe.
"Oh this not good," she whispered, "Not good at all."
For there in front of her was a black cauldron, still boiling. A spell book was haphazardly tossed to the sighed, as if thrown in a fit of rage. She crept towards it slowly, and knelt down in front of the cauldron, she peered inside. Being a daughter of Athena she was naturally curious about the unknown. The inside of the cauldron was filled with a eerily black liquid, the top of it smoldering, and smoke floated upward. She turned on her heels and grabbed the old book, she began flipping through it, and her curiosity peeked. She was skimming the book, the letters jumbling up and not making much sense but one page jumped out at her. The page had been marked up with what appeared to be ink, random notes were written all over. She was now beyond curious, her ADHD had taken over, she did not have the patience to go over each word until she understood them.
Annabeth stood up and called over to her companions, "Guys, I found something!"
Percy and Grover turned towards Annabeth, their eyes widened considerably when they saw what she was standing by.
"What the….."began Grover.
Percy interrupted Grover and hurried towards Annabeth, "What is that?"
"It appears to a ceremony of some sorts, but I'm not positive of what orgin."
"Is it dark, was it a child of Hecate?" reasoned Percy, "They could have fought in the battle, and just be a sore loser out for revenge."
"You actually have a point Percy but I've looked over the books of Hecate and this one doesn't exist." said Annabeth.
Grover came over and he was not happy, "So what I'm getting is some freaky magic man did a spell and kidnapped us from Camp Half-Blood?"
"Basically," answered Annabeth," And, although your upset I need you to compose yourself and read this page, something's off about it."
Grover groaned but complied, he began to read in his head, his lips moving. But the longer he read the bigger his eyes got. When he finished his eyes big and mouth wide open.
"Well?" asked Percy after minute of Grover staring into space.
"Out with it Grover." huffed Annabeth impatiently.
"Percy, Annabeth, if I'm right we ain't in Kansas no more," said Grover finally.
Percy and Annabeth exchanged looks and stared at Grover. Percy ripped the book out of Grover's shaking hands. He frantically attempted to read the page, muttering obscenities and remarks about how the world should go back to ancient Greek. After several minutes of Percy's attempt he finally admitted defeat, which is not an easy feat for a Demi god.
"Well what did the text read," asked Annabeth.
Grover looked relieved to be able to share the news, "Well from what I gathered we have been summoned through space and time to this….place."
"Alittle more in depth please." Percy asked.
"Umm the spell is like a summoning ritual, you if completed properly will be able to summon help from warriors." Grover explained.
"Annabeth what do you know about these types of rituals, does Hecate have any books like these?" asked Percy.
"Not to my knowledge but I've heard from some daughters of Hecate that these sort of rituals are forbidden because of the danger they bring" Annabeth said thinking hard.
Percy opened his mouth to comment on how they needed to find a way out of the room, when the door swung open and several voices could be heard. Annabeth, Grover, and Percy froze as the made eye contact with three teens. One with messy black hair, another with bushy brown hair, and soft brown eyes; and the last was a ginger with gangly limbs. Percy was in shock until a soft voice could be heard, hesitant but filled with happiness.
"Harry, the spell worked!"
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So sorry that it took so long to update but school has been super demanding. I feel as though I have no free time. But, to all those that reviewed my last chapter, THANK YOU SO SO SO S SO MUCH! Please leave a review or ideas you would like me to incorporate, I would greatly appreciate themJ Till next time.
