BOOOM! (shakalaka)
Jason's POV
Never again. That is my only thought about flying with five other ADHD demigods, and Frank. It was a nightmare, to say the least. We were literally pushed off the plane. Then, the taxi never showed up, so we had to walk 30 miles to this order place.
"UGGGGH! Are we there yet? I'm tired!" Leo groaned. The rest of us glared at him. It was because of him that we weren't able to get any sleep. Probably should have locked him in a storage compartment when we got on that flying hunk of metal.
"Leo, shut up. We're almost there, and I want at least ONE MILE without any complaining!" Piper yelled. Thank the gods for charmspeak. Sadly it didn't last. By the time we got to the order place, we were drenched, scorched, and generally miserable.
"Um, guys," I said quietly when we got to the street, "I'm not seeing a Number 12 Grimmauld place..." I barely got the words out of my mouth when another apartment building just sprang up in between numbers 11 and 13. It looked exactly like the other houses on the street. The strange thing was, no one else on hte street noticed the house. It was so wierd! "So, who's gonna knock?"
Piper POV
After the debate on who was gonna knock, (Percy, of course) we all lined up behind him on the stairs. "You guys, I REALLY don't wanna do this! What if they shoot us with fireballs on sight? I don't want to be attacked by a bunch of Valdez's!" Percy said, staring at the door warily. I sighed and said, "Percy, DO IT RIGHT NOW!" I love charmspeak.
A chime sounded on the inside, and Leo, being extremely impulsive, just walked in. The rest of us had no choice but to follow. I was the last one to walk over the thresh hold, when the door slammed behind me. I yelped and turned around, dagger at the ready. Realizing it was just a door, my dagger found it's way back to the scabbard.
"Well! You must be the exchange students!" A red headed woman called from the kithchen. That was my last thought before a red flash of light filled my vision, and I was unconcious.
Ron POV
Mad-eye was insane. He didn't even five the exchange students time to say hi, before stunning all of them. They fell to the ground in a heap.
"MAD-EYE! ARE YOU MAD? WHAT ARE YOU..." My mother started to yell before Mad-eye cut her off. "They could be Death-Eathers Molly! We need to check!" He then proceeded to the nearest exchange, a boy with messy raven-colored hair, and pulled up his sleeve. Before he could pull it up all the way, the kid snapped awake and punched Mad-eye in the gut. He rolled to his feet and brought out a sword.
"Who are you, and what are you doing?" He asked dangerously. I looked at him and saw he looked almost exactly like Harry. Then all of the other teens sprang to life.
"Look, kid, all we need to know is if you are Death Eaters." Mad-eye growled, apparently not very happy about being punched. We looked at the teens, who all looked at each other, then looked at Moody, then back to ach other and burst out laughing.
"Death Eaters? That's worse than Moldyshorts!" A latino boy cried. "Who would want to eat thantos?" A blond girl questioned between giggles. I looked at Harry who just shrugged and stared at the strange people on the floor.
So, What'dya think?