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—Ron Weasley—

Harry was up to something.

When we woke us up the next morning, Harry had this thoughtful look on his face that usually meant trouble.

He didn't say anything until we got down to the great hall.

"Good morning." said Nico in a tone that suggested it was not a good morning.

"Good morning." said Harry.

"You look like you were up late." I commented.

Nico shrugged. "Had a really weird dream."

Harry nodded. "I had one too. There was this kid that just kept yelling at me that wizards didn't exist."

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

Harry nodded. "Yeah. First I saw this boy that sorta looked like me —messy black hair and green eyes— well he was sixteen too I think. Anyway, I was wondering whether I was seeing things then I remembered that it was only a dream, right?"

"Go on." said Nico.

"Right. So I told him I was Harry Potter —he had no reaction— and I asked him if he was a wizard. He said he wasn't but I'm pretty sure he was. He had this look that made him look like a fighter."

I frowned. "How would you know?"

Harry shrugged. "Instinct?" he suggested. "Well, he kept asking me who my parents were, I told him that they were Lily and James Potter and that I was a wizard, oh, he told me his name was 'Percy Jackson.'"

Nico seemed a bit taken aback at this.

"Then he said wizards don't exist, I said they did, he said I wasn't a wizard, I said I was, he said wizards don't exist again, I said I could do magic, then he suddenly yelled 'It's not called magic!'. Then I woke up. Quite suddenly."

I looked at him. "Strange dream." I decided. "What's our schedule for today?"

We all pulled out our schedules.

"Potions." Harry groaned. "AND History Of Magic. Both in one day!"

"Charms first." I said. "Pity. Isn't it amazing that we're always all in History Of Magic together, though?"

"You've got that right." said Hermione. "I've got Herbology first. What do you have, Nico?"

She leaned over his shoulder and seemed disappointed, so I guess Nico didn't get into the same class as her.

"Potions then History." said Nico. I rest my case. "Is Potions really bad?"

"Professor Snape is really biased." Harry said with a scowl. "He hates all Gryffindors, especially me."

"Yippee." Nico said sarcastically.

"It's not fair that you don't have to do Potions!" Harry said to me and Hermione.

I shrugged. "I'm not getting out of it, mine is on Thursday." I added, checking my schedule.

Hermione sighed. "I wish we had a better teacher than Snape, Potions is a really important class."

I stared at the half-eaten donut on Nico's plate, suddenly distracted. "That's all you're eating for breakfast? Seriously? You're starving yourself! No wonder you're so thin!"

The next few minutes were taken up by me, Harry and Hermione half-forcing him to eat more and stop starving himself while he tried to protest that he didn't need to.

Finally Hermione checked her watch again and decided we should all go to class.