Me: New chapter YA! Sorry for the late update! I had a paper to write for school.
Evil Me: Of course blame it on the teacher. :*(
Me: I am Not! Anyway I DO Not-
Evil Me: Own Harry Potter OR Percy Jackson! Give me your pizza!
Me: NO! Get your own! *Sees Evil Me running with a pitchfork* AWWWW GET AWAY FROM ME!
Harry's POV...
I watched the strange preppy girl as she went around the room cleaning. I turned my head to the boy crunched over the desk. He must have been trying to figure out some spells.
"Acinia . No that's not right..." Besides Pete's muttering everything was silent. I decided to go over by him.
"Need any help?" I looked at his paper and saw a bunch of spells.
"Naw, you wouldn't know what I am dealing with." He went back to his paper and I started chuckling.
"What ya laughing at?" I looked at the ground holding back my laughter.
"Well Pete. Considering I went to Hogwarts school of wizardry for the past 5 years. I should know what I am dealing with." His eyes widened as he looked at me.
"You, you have studied magic before?" I chuckled a bit and heard the broom stop. I turned around to be face-to-face with purple eyes.
"Can you teach us magic!" The squeal from the girl in front of me made my ears hurt.
"Um, well-" I was cut off by her jumping up and down. "I really shouldn't because I could get kicked out of school." I looked into her sad glorious eyes.
"I do have some old potions books if you would like to use them." I saw a flicker of hope flash into her eyes.
"That would be great won't that Pete!" I turned around to see a dumfounded Pete looking at me.
"Uh Yeah." He seemed to be staring off into space. Just them a bell rang.
"Dinner time!" A hungry Pete ran out the door and Me and Ali followed.
"So Harry what is it like at Hogwarts?' We were walking down a path of cabins.
"Sometimes it can be fun other times boring." She looked confused. Just as she was about to speak we reached a pavilion. Ali grabbed my wrist and we went and sat at a small table. I noticed Percy sitting with a big dude. The dude was shouting "Tyson likes peanut butter!" I giggled to myself about that.
"So Harry when can I have that potion book?" I was snapped out of my thoughts by my uncle Pete.
"How about we go get food first?" I looked down at my stomach as it tortured me for food. Befor I know it Ali and Pete are already in the food line. Once I got my food I went and sat down. I looked around and found my aunt and uncle by the fire pit. I rushed over by them just as they pushed some of their food in the pit.
"What are you doing?" I asked them.
"Sacrificing to Hecate." They said it simultaneously. That was freaky.
"Just push some of your food in the fire and say Hecate's name." I looked at them with a confused look but did as I was told. We went and sat back down at our table. Just as I took my first bite a girl with brown hair and Grey eyes came up to me.
"Harry, Chiron wants to see you. He is at the big house." I looked at the other members of my cabin and saw their faces.
"I will go see him." I stood up and headed for the house I knew was the big house. As I was on my way I couldn't shake the thought of how the girl looked so much like the girl in my vision. Once I reached the Big House I let myself in.
"Harry I am in here." A weary voice came from a unfamiliar room. I followed the voice and came face to face with Voldemort. He was holding Chiron up holding a wand to his neck. In the corner of my eye I saw a hooded figure move to the door. Time slowed just as I was about to shout.
"Avada kadavra" My enemy shouted his wand still at the old centaurs neck. Soon I saw a bright flash and heard some screaming. Then the darkness took over.
No ones POV... England …...
Ronald Weasly was hesitant to pick up the phone. 1 he didn't know if the Dursley's would scream at him for calling and 2 Harry might of not given him the right number. He picked up the phone and started to dial the number. Ring Ring went the phone before someone picked up.
"Hello, Dursley residents how may we help you?" Came a sugar sweet voice from the other side of the phone.
"Hello, is Harry there? I really need to talk to him." Came the deeper voice of Ron Weasly.
"No he is not. He is spending the summer in America with a distant cousin. Why do you ask?" Before he could reply the phone drooped and he froze. He soon recoiled himself and hung up. His fingers moved over the keypad before typing in a different number.
"Hello?" Came a familiar reply.
"Harmionie we have a problem. Harry is in America." Just then the line was cut short.
Me: Sorry if it was boring!
Evil Me: All her fault not mine.
Me: *Ignores Comment* Tell me what you think and I may update sooner!
Evil Me: No she won't. Look Edward Cullen!
Me: Where! *Goes and hides under big hill*
Evil me: Nowhere You should of seen your face!
Me:* Pulls out pitchfork*
