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Chapter 14

Percy ( Jackson, not Weasley)

The lake was a blast. The whole time, Annabeth was besides me in the air bubble I had created. So far, we had visited the merpeople and some other not-that-important sea creatures. Like fish. Seriously, I see a fish( or a school of fish) every other day!

So I had heard some people talk about some giant squid at like the bottom of the lake or something. I looked at Annabeth.

"I want to visit this giant squid. You can go up to the surface if you want- ow!"

That last part was because Annabeth punched me. Hard.

"Seaweed brain, stop being an idiot! Of course I'm not going to the top without you! Hey, who says daughters of Athena can't visit giant squids?"

"Everybody," I grumbled. "Including Athena."

She sighed. "Carry on," she said heavily. "Let's go to the bottom."

As she said, I directed the currents to push us to the deepest part of the lake-which, for me, wasn't all that deep. Annabeth, however, was a little pale. But then again she wasn't scared easily. It might've been the lake reflections and all that.

Finally, we saw what looked like the body of a squid. A giant squid.

Son of Poseidon! A voice bellowed. Well, to me it was a bellow in my head. Annabeth probably couldn't hear it. Welcome to the lake of Hogwarts!

I glanced at Annabeth. She was staring at the squid.

"Sorry, only sons of sea gods can communicate with squids," I said apologetically. We swam over to where I thought the head was. Sure enough, that was the place making the sound. It's eyes found me.

Lord! a voice squeaked. What a great honor to meet you!

I turned. There was a fish, two seahorses, and a small crab.

How'd you get down here? I asked them mentally. Wouldn't you be crushed by the pressure?

Oh no, not at all, lord! said the fish. The lake is magic! There is a temple to Poseidon near here, but it has crumbled. Lady Kymopoleia visited there, took a liking to us, and let us roam in the deepest places!

Wasn't Kymopoleia sided with the giants before, though? I asked with a frown.

This time the crab answered. It was before that, lord!

I nodded, then looked at Annabeth. "What time is it?"

She shrugged. "We don't have a whole lot of online reception miles underwater."

"True." I looked back at the fish, the seahorses, and the crab. I'll try to visit you guys later, I thought. Bye then.

I headed the currents towards the surface. Once there, I realized that it was right we came up, as the sun was beginning to set. I did not want to miss dinner.

I kissed Annabeth, then looked at Hogwarts. "Let's go back."

She nodded. Together, hand in hand, we walked back to the school.

Harry

Turns out, loads of stuff could go wrong. Ron tore open the envelope, them pulled the parchment out to read. The farther his eyes traveled, the more disgusted he looked.

Finally, he threw it to me. "Rubbish!" he said harshly. "Absolutely rubbish!"

Hermione and I read it at the same time. Part of it was about Ron being a prefect, but the other part was less enjoyable.

"He says that you get violent?" asked Frank, looking over both of our heads. It was unnerving when he did that, as it showed how much taller he was than us. He was even taller than Ron!

Most of the letter was about this:

1. Me being a nutter

2. Dumbledore going senile

3. Percy's in the paper

4. The Potter boy shall ruin your prefectship!

"Yeah," I grumbled, finishing the letter and handing it back to Ron. "Well, if you want to severe ties with me...I won't get violent."

Frank smirked. "All of us had been violent before, including to..." He looked up at his friends. "How many monsters have we been violent to?"

Hazel laughed. Her gold eyes shined, amused. "How many monsters we've been violent to? Um, every one we killed?"

Leo scratched his head. "Well, how many did we kill? I can't count-"

Piper punched him. "No one can count the monsters we've defeated! Think about how much Percy and Annabeth had to kill to get out of Tartarus!"

They had told us about how Percy and Annabeth had fallen into the worst place in the world and survived. Nico Di Angelo...man, that guy was brave. Creepy, yes, but also very very very brave. No wonder he was sorted to Gryffindor.

"Uh..." I stammered, looking at Ron with the letter still in my hand. "What-"

"Give me," he said, holding out his hands. Or rather, tugging it out of my grip. He ripped it into halves, quarters, and then eighths.

"He is the world's greatest, fattest, most idiotic jerk." he muttered under his breath, but we somehow all heard it.

He was about to throw it into the fire, but Jason screamed, "wait!"

Ron looked up at him. "What?"

Jason grinned. "It's time you take some sword-fighting classes. Here, hold this imperial golden sword-" He handed his sword to Ron, who looked at it dumfounded. He had never wielded a demigod weapon before now.

Jason continues teaching Ron how to "sword fight", which, for all I care, means the same thing as slash-a-letter-to-bits-with-a-sword.

Ron was taught how to aim( point at the paper with the sword), attack( poke a hole in the paper), and defeat( slash the paper to pieces).

When the paper was finally kind of destroyed, Ron prepared to throw it into the fire again...but this time a stronger voice said, "stop."

Ron jumped in the air about a mile...which hurt, since Percy was standing above him. Ron jumped back and rubbed his head, but Percy didn't even seem fazed. Somehow, Percy and Annabeth had snuck into the room without us even noticing. The other demigods were smirking at us, no doubt having already known they had entered. Only the children of the gods could possibly hear the light footsteps Percy and Annabeth made as they came in.

"You call that sword fighting?" Percy asked, smirking at Ron, who was still holding Jason's sword awkwardly in his hand. "I'll show you how to cut parchment."

I blinked. "D'you even know what the letter was about?"

Percy shrugged. "No, but I you were cutting it to shreds, so I figured you didn't want it. So, what do you think, care to see the master do it?"

Without waiting for an answer, he stepped up and uncapped his sword. Within the minute, the paper was so small
I could've mistaken it for dust.

"That, good people, is how we do stuff in Percy Land," he said proudly.

"Hey!" Leo whined. "That was my line! There is no Percy Land, only Valdez! You stole it!"

Percy shrugged. "Whatever. I don't want to touch the letter. Jason, blow it into the fire for us, will you?"

I burst out laughing. All this demigod fuss just for a letter! Even though the writing isn't quite as lovely as we hoped, cutting it to dust wasn't necessary!

My friends joined in. Percy hadn't even known what the letter had been about( these two Percys were driving me crazy)! But as I thought of that, the smile melted off my face.

"So Percy sent this picture..." Ron started explaining why we hated the letter. I figured that the other demigods could explain perfectly, so I started sinking into my own thoughts.

I had known Percy for years( ah, you know what Percy I mean...or do you?). He hadn't been my favorite Weasley, but I had liked all of them! Including Percy! What he put into the letter only made this situation 10 times worse than before.

"And so that's why we were tearing it apart," Ron finish grimly.

"And now you two have to do homework," said Hermione sternly, a little like Annabeth. And a little like Professor McGonagall.

I groaned. "We've got to finish Professor Sinistra's essay."

Hermione sighed. "Give them here. I'll look through them and correct them for you."

Ron gaped. "What? You've never-"

"And I won't again if you leave your homework 'til this late." she reached her arm towards their papers.

"You're a lifesaver," I grunted. "Thanks."

Annabeth had to go through the same process with the boy demigods's Greek-written essays.

The next few minutes were filled with Annabeth cursing, scratching, and punching. Hermione was doing almost the same, but more quiet. Sometimes she would ruffle through books to find correct information, no doubt to replace my monster of an essay.

Hermione finally handed the essays back to us, telling us to correct a few more things. Annabeth was just telling Jason off for writing "treats" when it was really "trees."

"Well hey, I was hungry at the moment!" said Jason defensively.

Hermione turned to me. "Yours is all right, but Europa's covered in ice instead of mice."

I nodded and looked to the fireplace, where the parchment had been discarded. I stared blankly at it, wondering if the parchment had gone to the paper Underworld...until a face brought me out of my thoughts.

"Sirius!" Piper gasped. The demigods that weren't near it rushed to the hearth.

Percy glanced around. After ensuring that no one was spying on us, he leaned in and hissed, "what are you doing here?"

Sirius grinned. "Just thought I'd check on you guys. You know, godfather duties."

Percy shook his head, half impressed, half amused. But he was not at all angry or nervous. The demigods probably had a good experience in taking risks.

I frowned. "How'd you know we were going to be here right now?"

"I didn't," he replied. "But I thought if I checked every hour or so I'd eventually-"

"Sirius!" Hermione shrieked. "You checked every hour? Did anyone see you?"

Sirius shrugged-or at least I thought he shrugged. It's hard to see his shoulders move when the only part I can see of him is his head.

"I think a first year girl did. Hey, don't worry, I vanished before she looked back. Probably thought it was a coincidence or something."

Leo grinned. "Interesting piece of wood your head would've been."

"Yeah," Sirius replied hastily. He turned to me.

"Sorry, it's the only way I could communicate without sending a letter with a code. So in that letter you-"

"What?" Hermione shrieked. "Harry, sent him a letter? Didn't you hear us tell you not to?"

"I forgot to tell you," I said, looking sideways at Piper to see if she was whispering to her fellow demigods. Sadly, she was.

I sighed. "But no one would get any information out of that, right?"

Sirius beamed. "Right. Umbridge is just like my mother," he mimicked. "So, how's her lessons? Is she bringing merpeople and training you to kill them?"

Besides me, I could feel Percy stiffen. Obviously, killing merpeople was not his favorite thing to talk about.

"No," he said. "How'd you know her?"

"Well, you know Lupin's a werewolf, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, Umbridge drafted an anti-werewolf legislation some time ago. Makes it almost impossible for him to get a job now."

I remembered how much shabbier Lupin looked now that he couldn't find jobs. I hated Umbridge before, sure, but now I am completely disgusted with her.

Hazel spoke up, "why is she so against half-breeds? And what else did Harry put in the letter?"

Sirius sighed. "It's in some people's natures to be gits. Now, your scar? You know, I'm thinking it might hurt more now that Voldemort is up and alive. But I'm pretty sure Unbridge isn't a Death Eater, even though she might be foul enough to be one," he said darkly.

Percy smiled. "Remember Octavian? The world isn't split by good people and Thanatos eaters. If so, Kronos would be one."

That lightened the mood, but Umbridge was still a little discomforting. Make that a lot discomforting.

"So, what are you lot doing these days?" asked Sirius suddenly. "I'm stuck here with nobody but the little toerag named Kreacher all day."

Hermione looked upset. "Sirius, Dumbledore said you should try to be kind to him! I'm sure he'll respond if you actually try to-"

"Yeah, thanks," said Sirius loudly. "Umbridge...what's her lessons like? What is she making you do, anyway?

Leo snorted. "Sirius, old pal. You would get a much longer list if you asked what she didn't let us do." he started counting on his fingers. "Uh, one, do magic. Two, do anything but read from stupid textbooks. Three, talk. Four, spray paint her classroom with celestial bronze paint do it won't come off, and-"

"Wait," Sirius said with a laugh. "You did that? Oh, never mind, your expression answers for me. Good for you! Well, about not doing magic, our inside information from the Ministry says they don't want you trained in combat."

"Trained in combat?" asked Thalia, smirking. "Yeah, I believe that's what demigods do, like, every minute or so. But wizards? They think Hogwarts students are going to storm up with sticks-uh, wands in their hands and try to take over?"

"Yes, that's exactly what he thinks you're doing," he said calmly.

I shook my head unbelievingly. "Is he infected by a think-like-Luna-Lovegood-disease or something?"

"Something like that," said Piper absentmindedly. "Hey, you know anything about Hagrid?"

Sirius looked troubled. "He was supposed to be back by now, but... he was with Madam Maxime. She sent a letter back, says they've been separated. But Hagrid's still all right. Hey, don't be worried, Dumbledore thinks he's fine, and Dumbledore's usually right."

Seeing our thoroughly unconvinced faces, he rushed on. "So, you think we could get away with Sunffles at your next Hogsmeade weekend? The station worked, so-"

All of us shouted him down at the same time. "No!"

"Sirius," said Hermione worriedly. "We think the station didn't work. We think Lucius Malfoy saw you!"

"All right," he grumbled.

"Hold up," said Will Solace, raising his arms. He had been quiet before, but times change...even if the time is only about half an hour. "What happened before I came? What-"

"Will, we'll tell you later," said a quiet voice from the shadows. For now, calm down."

I jumped. Nico Di Angelo might be seriously brave, and he was, but it would help if he could stop scaring everybody out of their minds.

"Fine," said Sirius a bit bitterly. "I thought you would want to get together for some time."

I sighed. "Yes, but I don't want you to be thrown into Azkaban again!"

Sirius looked at me. I felt bad for letting him down, but it was better than seeing him in Azkaban.

"James would've thought the risk was fun," said Sirius coolly.

"I hear Kreacher coming down. See you later, Harry."

His face disappeared, leaving me feeling worst then ever. There was nothing else to do, so we all dissipated to bed, where we fell asleep thinking about Percy and Padfoot.

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