PLEASE READ THIS: One quick thing: I went back, and read all of the fic so far, and I do NOT remember writing a few chapters (even though I know I did). So, I am just kinda going to ignore chapter 6. I'll circle back to it later.

Ok! Its been awhile, but I have an excuse. I was out of town, and didn't bring my computer with me, so I couldn't write, and also rehersal has been going really late. But aside from that, I have been wanting to update for a bit. So here it is:

Disclaimer: I do not own HP or PJO, lets get on with it.

Annabeth P.O.V.

(Recap) Hazel Levesque, and Perseus Jackson

"Where the hell is my brother" Hazel commanded. I blinked, and then came out of my daze.

"Hazel?!" I yelped, quickly climbing out of my chair, stumbling for a second. I ran up to her and hugged her, "What the hades are you doing here? I said he was fine."

"No, you said he was recovering. Not fine!"

"How did you even get here?"

"We shadow-traveled." A new voice jumped in, eager to participate in the conversation.

"Percy. What are you doing here?"

"To see you!" I could tell that the corners of my lips quirked up a bit.

"I was planning to iris-message you tonight!" Percy pouted, and I realized that we were standing in the middle of the great hall, during dinner. I could feel the eyes of everybody in the room bearing down on me.

"Lets take this outside, shall we?"

Harry P.O.V.

I was exhausted. Dead on my feet. So, when my last class of the day ended, and I had an hour until dinner, I took a nap. Usually, I wouldn't, because of the nightmares, but I can barley keep my eyes open!

As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light.

(Dream)

Somebody turned towards me. He had jet-black hair, green eyes, and a gray streak through his hair. Though, he did look rather frail and dirty. He looked scared. And Annabeth. Annabeth was there. She was talking to the guy with sea-green eyes. I moved closer to hear what they were saying.

But, as I was moving closer some weird creatures poured out of the woods, making a crescent around them. One grabbed Annabeth's arm. Annabeth wailed in rage, judo-flipping the monster and dropping on its neck, putting her whole body weight into an elbow strike that would've made any pro wrestler proud.

The demon dissolved, but when Annabeth got to her feet, she looked stunned and afraid as well as blind.

"Percy?" she called, panic evident in her voice. That must be the guys name.

"I'm right here."

Percy tried to put his hand on her shoulder, but she wasn't standing where he had apparently thought. He tried again, only to find she was several feet farther away.

"Percy!" Annabeth's voice cracked. "Why did you leave me?" He left Annabeth? Annabeth? But no, he was right here...

"I didn't!" He turned on the creature, his arms shaking with anger. "What did you do to her?"

We did nothing, the animal said. Your beloved has unleashed a special curse—a bitter thought from someone you abandoned. You punished an innocent soul by leaving her in her solitude. Now her most hateful wish has come to pass: Annabeth feels her despair. She, too, will perish alone and abandoned.

What? He abandoned somebody and now Annabeth had to pay the price? Thats so unfair!

"Percy?" Annabeth spread her arms, trying to find him. The creatures backed up, letting her stumble blindly through their ranks.

"Who did I abandon?" Percy demanded. "I never—"

"She wouldn't," he mumbled. "She'd never curse me." Who? Harry wanted to shout.

Annabeth wandered among the demons, desperately calling his name.

Percy clenched his jaw. He looked furious, and determined.

He yelled in fury, and attacked them all.

For a minute, it looked like the guy was winning. His sword cut through the creatures as though they were made of powdered sugar. One panicked and ran face-first into a tree. Another screeched and tried to fly away, but Percy sliced off her wings and sent her spiraling into the chasm.

But, each time a creature died, Percy looked sicker. He looked injured. His right eye could not stop twitching.

But creatures just kept coming. For every one he cut down, six more seemed to appear.

His sword arm drooped. He looked tired, like if he had to cut down any more he wouldn't make it.

Percy tried to make his way toward Annabeth, but she was just out of reach, calling his name as she wandered among the demons.

As Percy blundered toward her, a demon pounced and sank its teeth into his thigh. Percy roared. He sliced the demon to dust, but immediately fell to his knees.

He doubled over, shuddering and retching, as a dozen fiery snakes seemed to work their way down his esophagus.

You have chosen, said the voice of the arai, the curse of Phineas…an excellent painful death.

Whos Phineas? Harry had just enough time to think before he shot up.