I walked outside. Once there, I saw my girlfriend and best friend Annabeth along with my other best friend Grover. There were also three rather large bags I had never seen before. Nico di Angelo, the son of Hades, was conversing with Annabeth and Grover in a low tone.

"So, are you guys ready?" I asked.

"Yeah," Grover replied, "I've said goodbye to Juniper and I've packed all of my tin cans."

After Grover had finished talking, my beautiful (this is so cheesy) girlfriend Annabeth started to talk. "I think I'm ready, but I'm still skeptical about all this wizardry stuff."

"You know, after all the surprises we've been through, I'm not that shocked to be honest." I said.

"So are you ready to go?" Nico asked. I almost jumped from surprise. I had almost forgot he was there.

"As ready as we'll ever be." Me, Grover and Annabeth replied in unison.

"Okay, so Percy, hold on to Annabeth's and my hand. And you, Annabeth, hold on to Grover's hand. Grover, you touch a bag. Make sure you don't let go of the bag. I'll take care of the rest."

I held Annabeth's and Nico's hand tightly. I didn't shadow travel that often, but when I did, I loved it.

I suddenly felt my self moving faster than the speed of light. It was extremely cold, and all that I could see in front of me was darkness. Some people, like Grover, hated it. People like me, on the other hand, loved it. It was extremely exhilarating. Almost as exhilarating as the fighting a titan with a personal hurricane. Trust me, I would know.

Suddenly, everything stopped moving. We were in the middle pf a busy road, with bustling shops on either side us. Grover's face looked green. Annabeth was smiling. She too loved the ride. Nico looked exhausted.

"I'll need to rest a while before I can go back to camp." He said. It sounded like he had just ran a marathon. He fainted on the spot.

"Do you know a place where we can rest? We're really tired." Annabeth told the first person she saw, who happened to be a very (and I mean very) tall redhead. He was walking alongside two much shorter looking people. One was a girl with bushy brown hair. The other was a scrawny boy with a peculiar shaped scar on his forehead.

"The Leaky Cauldron is just around the corner. Follow us, we're going there anyway. Need help with the kid?" The redhead said with a thick British accent.

"No it's okay. We can carry him ourselves. Thanks anyway." I told him quickly.

The boy and his friends led us to a rather dingy looking pub. Me and Grover held Nico and Annabeth dragged the bags along. The redhead and his friends went inside and we followed them. They led us to a table.

"Put him down here," the tall boy said, "if you want a room, just tell Tom the bartender. He's right over there." He said, pointing to a hump backed old man. "You won't need to carry him to your room, Tom can just magic him up.

"Thanks again," I said, "anyway, what're your names?"

"I'm Ronald Weasley. This is Hermione Granger," he said, indicating to the girl, "and this is Harry Potter, which you've already heard about, I 'spect. Well we'd better be off. Nice to meet you." The trio left us alone in the pub.

"I didn't expect it to be that easy to find them." Grover said. He seemed to have finally

recovered from his nausea.

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