Well what do you think? I updated way quicker than last time. So I'll attempt to update about every week to week and a half. My schedule is hectic. SO read on and review after your done. Leave a review, a suggestion, or any way you think I can improve the story. I'm interested in finding someone to maybe beta for me. But if not its fine as well, =) till next time!
The attic Grimmwauld Place, 1997
After Hermione announced that the spell worked, the strangers quickly got in defensive positions. The tallest stranger grabbed a gold pen from his pocket and clicked the top of it, a large sword appeared.
"Bloody hell!" yelled Ron, and quickly drew his wand as did Hermione and Harry.
"Whoa calm down mate," soothed Harry in a voice he thought seemed the most soothing, or at least he attempted to.
"Yeah, we'll put away our wands if you put away your big pointy swords." reasoned Ron.
The tall boy with black hair looked at Ron with an are you crazy face, before looking at his companions who also had drawn their weapons. Hermione looked at Harry who was debating inwardly on the next course of action. Harry opened his mouth but before any words left pounding of footsteps could be heard on the stairs. Harry saw how the stranger tensed in look as if they were planning to attack the minute the footsteps turned into more people. Harry decided to many wizards with wands drawn would provoke the teens, and pushed Hermione and Ron further into the attic. He quickly and quietly as possible locked the door with a spell. Luckily for them Remus had cast a spell to hide underage magic in the attic. Hermione shot Harry a murderous look before understanding reached her. Ron, look outraged and voiced it:
"Why'd you did ya do that Harry?" he whispered shouted.
"Think about Ron, why do you think he did that?" Hermione answered for him.
This whole exchange took place in a matter of seconds and the golden trio's eyes never once left the strange group. Harry noticed the tone of voice Hermione had used and quickly decided to distract them before an argument broke out in this dangerous situation.
Harry chose the tallest stranger to direct his question to, "Who are you people?"
(Percy, Annabeth, and Grover POV)
Percy was studying the three teens in front of him they were a confusing bunch. From what the bushy haired girl had said, they were the people to have summoned them to this place. Percy had given the three nicknames; he had heard the girl say the name Harry, so one of the teens was named Harry. He wasn't sure which one, so his next option was nicknames. Glasses, Frizzy, and Freckles. Percy had deduced they were in England or their kidnappers were English. But, another thing that seemed off ot Percy was the strangers clothes. Percy didn't know much about fashion trends but they still looked off to him. Percy exchanged a look with Annabeth, she was obviously ready to fight if needed but she was also deep in thought. Percy was snapped out these deductions when glasses asked him who they were.
Percy looked directly at Harry, "Who are we? I think the better question is who are you?"
Glasses looked at Frizzy before nodding, "Good point. I'm Harry, and this is Hermione, and Ron."
During this exchange Annabeth had studied the seemingly "normal" group of teenagers. She noticed how they never dropped their pointy sticks. How they were in defensive positions. She now knew that Harry was in charge, she saw how the others were subconsciously leaning in towards him. She also knew that they were not going to be attacked by these three in front of them.
Annabeth made eye contact with Percy and nodded. She would introduce them but they stay in a defensive position. She turned toward the strangers and said in her most controlled voice, "I'm Annabeth, this is Percy, and that's Grover."
The girl Hermione nodded and said what the girl obviously thought was a reasonable tone but really just sounded bossy, "Look we aren't going to attack you we just want to talk, so why don't you just put down the swords and we'll talk."
Annabeth scoffed, as did Percy, and Grover, put down their swords? While the three kept the sticks, from the way the three held them they were some type of weapon. Annabeth knew that the six of them couldn't stay in this stand off for ever, eventually someone would make a move the others would deem threatening and a fight would break out. Annabeth sighed and decided to make peace.
"All right, we can't stay like this forever. We wouldn't put our weapons down, unless you put yours down," began Annabeth, playing the diplomat, "And we know it's likewise for you as well. So we'll have to compromise, one person from each side we'll put a weapon down, until all weapons are lowered. Does that sound fair enough for you?"
The other teenagers looked at each other for a moment considering until Hermione sighed and said, "We accept this compromise."
The first person to lower their weapon was the boy Ron; he slowly began to bend down until his stick was placed by his feet. He did this while never letting his gaze wander from Annabeth and her friends. Grover was the next he began by placing his sword on the ground. The girl Hermione put her stick onto the ground followed by Annabeth. Percy and Harry were next, though their gazes were locked, and neither spoke they made a silent agreement. They in sync put their defenses on the floor.
'I'm guessing you three have some questions, and we'll be more than happy to answer them for you, but this attic is getting somewhat stuffy so let's head downstairs." smiled Harry, though his tone betrayed how nervous he was.
"Oh , we have questions. Lots of questions. Buckets of questions, we so many questions our questions have questions. We have…"Percy began sarcastically until Annabeth silenced him with a glare.
Ron snickered until like Annabeth, Hermione hushed him. Annabeth grinned to herself, she felt she actually might like Hermione. That is until she remembered that this was the girl who had kidnapped her. Grover who had been silent this whole time finally asked a question that made everyone go silent.
"Not to be rude or anything but before we go downstairs, can you clarify one teeny tiny thing for me? Where are we?"
Ron. Harry, and Hermione froze before in the doorway, Harry had been about to turn the knob. Ron was the one who answered, "Well mate…blimey. Fine I'll go right to the point your in England.
"What!" yelled Annabeth, "What year is?"
"Umm..1997?" answered Harry with a strange look on his face.
"1997. Ok, so we went time traveling, why and how did we get here?" Percy said with false bravery.
"We did a spell-"began Hermione.
"We know that" cut off Grover, "But why did you bring us here?"
Harry frowned and said, "We'll tell you everything down stairs."
Grover, Percy, and Annabeth relented and motioned for Harry to open the door. Harry unlocked the door and pulled it open. As he opened the door two red heads flew through the open.
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