Hallways Bring Reunions
Me: MERRY CHRISTMAS! So, it may not be once a week, but it'll be close. Silex and Iz, your characters are finally introduced! Yay! There will be some tweaking 'cause I can't really do crazy and cold characters well. So, they will be somewhat sane and somewhat not cold.
Muses: Umm...
Ash: She doesn't own PJO or HP. On with the story!

We have History of Magic. As the first class of torture on the day of dreadful classes! History of Magic, double Potions, Divination, and double Defense Against the Dark Arts. It's torturous! We arrive at the HoM class. The ghostie comes in via the chalkboard. That's new but not weird. Seriously. I live in a pretty messed world. Binns looks around at the class. His eyes land on Nico. Cue dramatic gasping and stuttering.

"M-mr. Di Angelo, I wasn't told you'd be here." That ghost is ridiculous. I lean over and whisper something to him. He nods.

"Puh-lease. Mr. Di Angelo is my mother's father. My name is 'I will kill you extremely painfully if I want to.'" Percy glares at me.

"Naomi, stop kidding around. Some of want to learn."

"You just wanna impress Annabeth," I mutter. "I know everything. Remember our favorite red-head? And my biggest obsession?"

"Which one?"

"The one I made a big deal about a couple months ago when we left New York. You know, the one I knew was all of you didn't know or believe. At least Grace knows, or should know, the one I'm talking about." Grace looks at me blankly.

"What? Sorry, I had the dreams we five tend to have." I glare at her.

"You are going to spill in detail at lunch or during DADA. Or I'll freeze you while you sleep. And make the most famous scar of all time all over the block of ice." She flinches.

"Fine. It had her and him and him. All working together. To kill us and stick people. Slowly."

"You mean G, K, and V? Those dudes and dudette?"

"Naomi, I don't think great-grandma will appreciate being called dudette."

"Squirtle, she's asleep. Gramps is dead. And V is plotting to steal something that will make a certain scarred male go all heroic on us and save his dog. And Percy, it's not you. It's the most famous dude in the world of fans who would kill just to see him. It's not Edward or Jacob, thankfully. Or I'd puke." Nico snorts.

"Because Twilight is the worst thing in the world."

"Other than our relatives, yeah. It's Twilight, for Blackjack's sake!"

"Blackjack? Seriously?" asks Percy incredulously.

"Well, I couldn't swear our normal way, so I have to improvise!"

"Why couldn't you use Laser? Why my horse?"

"Because Laser annoys me so much! That's probably why I love him, though. Always begging me for sugar cubes and apples. I got him to let me fly up to Mount. Olympus, Diablo, Tampalais, and Everest." Thalia grins triumphantly and looks at Grace. Grace groans and pulls out twelve drachmas.

"I told you! I knew she would go somewhere recklessly high!"

"Did you know my mom is granddaughter to Uncle Z and daughter of cousin Martha and George?"

"Who's Martha and George? Is that one knew?" asks Percy.

"Father of his host. I couldn't say cousin H, cause we have more than one cousin named H. Got it? Now, shut up. I want to see how this differs from what I've read."

"We weren't the ones talking!" they cry indignantly. Oh, hey the whole class has been listening in. Rude. We have stuff to talk about, and they think they can just but in? Jerk heads. Binns begins his lesson.

"Miss Sherman, what do you know about this?"

"Voldemort's a gay elf and he ate Santa," I mumble. The question registers in my sleep-filled brain. My friends just enjoy laughing at my embarrassment. Even Binns looks startled at my answer. The wizards are just staring.

"Does that mean we won't have Christmas? If Santa's been eaten?" Thalia asks, completely serious.

"Like you haven't done stupid things Ms. Sparkles. Blowing my computer was insanely stupid. Seriously, I couldn't have finished writing chapter twelve of The Sapphire Chain?"

"Miss Sherman, can we please stay on topic?"

"What? Oh, fine." This ghost can take the out of everything. Honestly, if we don't have fun, I don't do anything. Gods, if this class is as boring as it is in the books, then this class will be torture for our ADHD brains. I dub this class "Work on Homework and Discuss Random Stuff" class. Or for the people who know Legilimency, a living hell. Not Underworld hell. Like flames and whips and Justin Bieber hell. I think history is interesting, if you have good teachers. Like my sixth grade teacher. He was awesome. This ghost is evil. He hates us. All of us. Even Nico.

"Hey, Sherman, will you give some drachmas?" asks Malfoy. I look at him carefully.

"Why?" He sighs exasperatedly.

"Please?"

"No."

"Git." Thalia holds her hand out to him. He glares at me and counts out thirty drachmas and puts them in Thalia's hand. She smirks.

"Class dismissed." Yes! No more torture for the day. Now we have potions with it. What complete and utter...fun. If I could blow up the Potions classroom, Potions could be fun. Hermione glares at Harry and Ron for some reason. Ron shrugs it off, and Harry rolls his eyes.

"Notice the ignorance of the weasel and otter. What was going on during the lesson?" I ask. Thalia rolls her eyes.

"You have ADHD. I have ADHD. Percy has ADHD. Luna, what did we do during this torture?"

"Nothing. Just goblin wars. Or something like that." Oh, that's boring.

"Naomi? What the hell are you doing here?" asks a strangely familiar voice. I turn around slowly, holding onto Whirlpool. When I see who it is, I drop my hand from my wrist and punch her in the face.

"You've been here for the past five years? You didn't even call! Why the friggin' hell didn't you call us?" I ask. Evangeline flinches. "Your father has been nailing just about every time I see him for your whereabouts. You can drive me mad, he could-almost has-put me in a room with more than one straitjacket on."

"Sorry. I know I ditched you, but it's my mother's fault. I mean, I just realized who my dad is, and I'm getting used to it. Then it's all, Oh, hey Eva, we're going to Britain because I'm a witch who has magical powers! And you're one to! Isn't it great? Gods," I glare at her, "I mean, God, I hate her."

"What about the time-travel issue?" She shrugs it off, but the look in her eyes worry me. The fact that her eyes are purple makes them jarring to look at, but when they have a certain look in them...

"I'm having fewer flashbacks, so like three a month. They're still painful. Pomfrey thinks I'm insane, how many people are friends with you that are sane?"

"Tear any new wormholes?" Oops. Didn't mean to say that. Her eyes flash dangerously. "Sorry. It just slipped out."

"What are you guys talking about?" demands Percy.

"Sorry, Squirtle. This Evangeline Rolfe. We were best friends till we were ten, when she moved here for unknown reasons. She didn't even drop a message or visit when I was in London the second and third time. Seriously, my mom would've been cool with it. Dads would've been cool with it."

"Dads?" Eve inquires.

"Surprise! My father is the all powerful fish-man! Like Percy's."

"What's happened since I left?"

"Obama got re-elected. I discovered NaNoWriMo. I got a phone. I got a puppy. He is so adorable! His name is Padfoot and he's part ACD and beagle. He's the sweetest thing ever!"

"Padfoot? As in Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs?"

"That's the one. We have Remus, the black lab, Padfoot, my puppy, Prongs, Family dog, and my older brother wanted to name my hamster Wormtail 'cause she's missing a toe! It's a girl hamster! We have Fluffy, the one-headed, eternally angry, kitty. Percy, Thalia, please don't kill me for not telling you this, but we have another cat. And my dad named her Zoe."

"Why didn't you tell us?" asks Thalia coldly.

"Slipped my mind. Sorry about it." She huffs. Eva brightens up.

"Hey, you remember Charlie Davidson?"

"From kindergarten? Wasn't she the rich, happy kid who we were best friends with?" I ask, trying to remember. Gods, it was ten years ago!

"Yeah, except she's not as happy anymore. She's been helping me with the issues." Grace looks ready to lose it. 3, 2, 1, 0. Explosion.

"What are you guys talking about?!"

"This a daughter of cousin D. She has this ability to make wormholes through time and space. She gets horrible flashbacks. She's my best friend. Charlie was one of our friends until she moved here in first grade."

"Someone say my name?" A familiar black haired face comes into the conversation.

"Charlie? What are you doing here? Are we gonna run into Em, too?"

"Naomi? Why are you here? How are you? How're things back in the States? I found out about who my real mom is. She's-"

"Dang, Harley. Chill. I'm here because our family sent us here. I'm fine. States are fine. And your mom is the beauty queen of beauty queens."

"Check. And Em isn't here. Why? Did she move?"

"Yeah. She may be at our parents alternate personality camp." Charlie nods. Evangeline stops moving. Her eyes glaze over and she starts shaking.

"No. It was an accident. Stop killing them...quit it. Don't kill the children. So dark. The fire...it's killing the kids..." I give a concerned look to Charlie. She nods. We each grab one of Eva's arms and begin walking down the corridor.

"We'll meet you at the Potions room. Go ahead." They nod hesitantly and walk in a different direction. They keep glancing at me worriedly. I ignore it and focus on keeping Eva upright.

"So, you didn't tell your new friends about your two besties?" asks Charlie.

"Well, not really. You left in kindergarten and Eva left in third grade. School was much more boring when you guys left. In fifth grade, I blew up our science lab. On accident." Charlie chuckles. In Kindergarten, she got in much more trouble than me.

"Well, I blew up the Potions class once. And the Charms room. But I think the thing this morning took the prize for the best thing ever at this school. But the twins might try to recruit you."

"Not a chance. I don't work with losers. How are your parents?" I ask. Her face becomes closed off.

"Bullet to the head. At least it was quick. I didn't get the chance to find the bastard that did it before my aunt and uncle took me in. I inherit everything of theirs. Dad was a wizard so..." It hit me.

"So you inherit all your parents mortal and wizarding money. Dang. Me and Percy inherit everything under the sea. Is this the hospital wing?"

"Yep. We will see the Pomfrey without pom-poms." I push the doors open. Madam Pomfrey sees us with Evangeline and tells us to put her down on the bed. She does this thing with her wand and tells us she'll be fine in a few hours. Great. We go out of the hospital wing and to the Snape.

So, this was a little more than a week later. Sue me. It's a Christmas present from me! We meet Charlie and Evangeline. Friendly to Naomi cause they were best friends, not so much to anyone else. Next update should be around New Year's. And finally, virtual cookies will go to the fantastic people who will review after this chapter. Later!