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The demigods I met plus Harry were taking so long I was seriously considering testing out random potions to ease the boredom when two boys burst in carrying an unconscious girl. No, scratch that, she was frozen. Petrified, I think the wizards call it.

The boys were closely followed by Harry and a redhead. They both looked really worried.

They set the girl down next to my bed. "What happened?" I asked. Everyone ignored me.

I huffed. "Hey! What happened!" I said, more forcefully. Finally, Harry and the redhead looked at me.

"Who are you?" the redhead questioned, kind of rudely.

Harry stepped forward. "Sorry about Ron here," he gestured to the redhead, "He's just really worried for Hermione. She was just curious about the two new Gyffindors, Percy and Nico, and they had the nerve to curse their chests!" He looked mad.

"Well, she was the one to go snooping in their private stuff," I said.

Harry looked angry, and Ron looked like he didn't want any trouble. He simply sat down and held Hermione's hand. "What are you playing at? She could die, and it's their fault! You go there in the middle of the night, and now you think you can get special treatment?" Harry exclaimed.

Just then, Dumbledore came through the doors of the hospital wing, closely followed by Nico, Percy, and the boy who's name I think was Neville. "Okay, we can heal her, but we need to bring her to Dumbledore's office. Only me, Neville, Nico, and Dumbledore can come, is that clear?" Percy said, taking charge. He caught sight of me. "Oh, and you can come too, Jackson."

I couldn't help sending Harry a satisfied smirk, who glared. "What about me and Ron? We're her best friends!"

Dumbledore smiled sadly and shook his head. "You cannot go with us. Come, Percy."

He picked up Hermione with surprising strength for an old man and left the room. Percy sent Harry an apologetic glance before helping me off the bed. At this point, I was ready to kill for some ambrosia.

Percy helping me, we headed off the Dumbledore's office with Nico and Neville trailing behind us.

-THIS IS A LINE-

Hermione was lying on a table in the middle of the room. Percy and I stood off to one side while Nico made an Iris Message. I had never seen one before, and besides, I wasn't sure who he was calling, so I watched with fascination.

"Show me Persephone, the Underworld." Nico announced.

I cursed and immediately stepped out of view of the IM, but not quickly enough. She saw me and her eyes narrowed. "What are you doing here?" she hissed.

NICO POV

"Do you two know eachother?" I asked, half afraid of the answer.

"Maybe," Jackson mumbled.

I turned to the goddess of spring time, who was still glaring at Jackson. "Look, Persephone, there's a girl here, she's petrified from that curse, and can you please come and wake her up?" the last part I said with an edge of venom.

She pursed her lips. "Fine. I'll be there." She waved her hand, and, with a last glare at Jackson, the Iris Mesage disappeared.

I turned to look at Jackson, who was looking everywhere but our faces. I raised my eyebrows. "Would you mind telling us what that was about?" I said.

He grimaced. "Gods and goddesses have a certain, er, grudge against a relation of my family," he said carefully, like he was trying to figure out what to tell us. "I should probably leave before she gests here..." he trailed off as Persephone appeared in a shower of daisies.

She waved her hand, and Hermione sat up with a gasp. She looked around wildly, and started talking really fast so no one could understand her. We stood around awkwardly as Dumbledore inclined his head to Persephone and started talking to Hermione in a low voice. She finally nodded quietly, and Dumbledore, Neville, and herself left the room, just leaving me, Percy, Jackson, and a goddess of springtime.

"Percy and Nico, can you leave for a moment?" she asked. I figured this wouldn't be good for Jackson, and I really wanted to know what was between him and Persephone. But we left anyway.

A few minutes later Jackson came out and told us she had left. He looked guilty, but I didn't know why. I figured it might be a while before we found out his secret.

TTHHIISS IISS AA LLIINNEE

The next day, the drama was over. Jackson was joining Hogwarts, and was going to be sorted at dinner. Hermione was fine. Unfortunately, the Golden Trio didn't trust me, Percy, and Jackson, and we had classes. We found this out at breakfast.

"What do you mean, we have classes?" Percy was currently yelling at our head of house, a breakfast spoon still in his hand.

"I mean, you are attending this school, and you will have classes with the fifth years. Here our your schedules." She handed me and Percy paper and left.

Percy sat down with a thump, looking disgruntled. I patted his arm. "We're off to see the wizards," I said dejectedly.

Sorry, it's kind of short! The next chapter will be Jackson's sorting and their classes!