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Chapter V: I believe the Politically Correct Term is Oculo-Impaired
Malcolm Pace sat at the Ravenclaw table in the Great Hall enjoying his lunch. He only had one class in the morning, History of Magic, which was taught by a ghost; He had eagerly read through the first couple of chapters of his history book on the train. Making sure that he was not going into the class completely blind, and he was beyond curious about the history of the wizarding world.
He tried to pay as much attention in the class as possible, but the Weasley twins immediately sat down beside him and became his self-described Hogwarts gurus. They claimed that their main objective was to make sure that he had an easy transition into Hogwarts life, and managed to have as much 'fun' as possible.
He accepted their proposition, if only to get them to shut up that way he could pay attention to Professor Binns explaining the origins of prejudice and distrust between 'Muggles' and the magic community during the Fifteenth Century.
"How's your first day going?" Clara asked sitting down next to Malcolm. Clara is a sixth year in his house, they had met earlier in the morning when Malcolm got lost. She's been his unofficial tour guide since then.
"Not too bad. Fred and George have been helping me out where they can." Malcolm said pointing his head in the direction of the Weasley's who were huddled around some type of contraption.
Clara snorted, "Just be careful around them, they're known for schemes which usually result in detentions, and point reductions for their house."
"Noted." Malcolm said and turned back to his food.
Clara gave him a pat on the back of his shoulder before standing up and walking over to a group of girls sitting further down the table.
"Ah, Clara McGovern, we dated for a good portion of my fourth year." Cedric's voice suddenly intruded making Malcolm jump in his seat and nearly choke on his sandwich.
"Cedric-" Malcolm said coughing and turning his head to see the taller brunette sit down next to him.
"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." He apologized as he straddled the bench facing Malcolm.
"Na-no, why would-" Malcolm took in a deep breath, "You did not scare me. Just… surprised is all."
Cedric smiled as he tried to contain his laughter. "I tried to catch you at breakfast, but I didn't see you."
"Oh, I skipped, I wanted to try to explore as much of the castle as I could." Malcolm stated as he looked away from Cedric.
"In other words, you got lost." Cedric said tilting his head slightly.
"What-no." Malcolm lied before looking down, "Okay, yes, maybe. That's how I ran into Clara and she and the Weasley twins have been helping me out since then."
"Well-" Cedric started as he eyed Malcolm's schedule laying on top of his potions textbook and reached for the piece of parchment. "-since it appears that we both have a free period and double potions together this afternoon. What do you say that the two of us do some exploring after you eat?" Cedric asked handing Malcolm back his schedule.
"I'm good now if you're ready?" Malcolm responded, quicker than he meant too.
"You sure?" Cedric asked eyeing Malcolm's half eaten sandwich.
"Yep." Malcolm said as he gathered his trash and looked around the large hall. "Where's the trash at?" He asked.
"Leave it, the House Elves will get it later." Cedric said standing up and offering his hand to Malcolm helping him up.
"The what now?"
"Think of them like the Harpies back at camp, but they won't eat you if you're out after curfew." Cedric laughed as they made their way out of the Great Hall.
"Oh." Malcolm said. "Where are we going?"
"I figured we would explore the grounds first. Nice weather and there's no eavesdropping kids or ghosts lurking around the corners." Cedric laughed as he led Malcolm outside and towards a large wooden bridge.
"Wow." Malcolm said as he looked at the bridge. "This thing's gigantic."
Cedric shrugged his shoulders. But they kept walking down the long-covered bridge. They eventually made it to a stone building where large rolling green hills met them on the other side.
"If you go down that way, it will lead you to the Quidditch pitch. Over there is Professor Hagrid's hut, he teaches Care of Magical Creatures. And behind that is the Forbidden Forest." Cedric said pointing to each of the locations.
"Wow." Malcolm said again trying to take all the surroundings in. He walked up to one of the large stones which sat on the hill and leaned up against it as he continued to look around the grounds.
Cedric walked up beside him and patted his back, "Come on, there's something else I want to show you."
Malcolm nodded and followed the son of Aphrodite down the rolling hill and towards the dense forest.
"Uh, Cedric. Why are we heading into the place that is literally called The Forbidden Forest?" Malcolm asked as they entered the woods.
"Come on, we're two demigods. I'm pretty sure we've fought worse than anything in these woods." Cedric said nonchalantly. "And plus, I go through here quite often, the scariest thing I've come across was some deer." Cedric laughed gently dragging Malcolm towards the woods.
Malcolm instinctively placed his hand on his hip where his sword was sheathed and concealed by the Mist as they got closer.
They kept walking for another two miles. They had yet to come across anything which warranted such a dramatic name for the forest. Malcolm glanced down at his watch a few minutes later. "Hey, we have just over an hour until class."
"I know, don't worry, it's just right up here." Cedric said raising his wrist to show that he was keeping time as well.
Malcolm shook his head before he glanced down at his pants leg, "Ahhh!" He screamed as a large spider crawled up his right leg.
Cedric immediately turned around with his wand drawn. "What?" He asked looking around rapidly.
"Sp-Sp-Spider." Malcolm cried staring at the large arachnid in terror.
Cedric looked down at his leg, "Okay, I got it." He said gently while walking slowly towards Malcolm and kneeling down.
The spider started crawling further up Malcolm who genuinely looked terrified and almost looked like he wanted to start crying.
"Wingardium Leviosa." He whispered and lifted the spider up, levitating it in midair. Malcolm slowly backed in a circle until he was behind Cedric.
Cedric curiously watched the arachnid dance in air before harshly flinging his arm and send the spider flying through the woods.
Cedric put away his wand and turned to face Malcolm who was dabbing his eyes. "Hey, you okay?" He asked while starting to reach for Malcolm's arm, but pulled away.
"Yeah I'm fine." He said defensively. "And I'm not crying." He added.
"Never said you were." Cedric replied.
Malcolm clinched his fists as he looked down at the ground. "It wanted to kill me." Malcolm muttered.
Cedric looked at him confused. "Malcolm, it was a spider… Not a monster."
Malcolm shook his head. "No, it wanted to kill me. Usually I can handle it, but ever since Percy and Annabeth sent Arachne to Tartarus, her spider-lings have been plotting their revenge on the children of Athena." Malcolm said rubbing his arms.
"What are you talking about?" Cedric asked.
"Arachne, mother of spiders. She's had it out for the children for Athena ever since mom turned her into spider. And now that Annabeth's sent her straight to Tartarus, they've vowed to have their revenge." Malcolm quietly explained, constantly looking around to make sure that there were no other spiders crawling around.
"I had no idea. That honestly sounds like the most terrifying thing ever." Cedric said, not exactly sure how he should either comfort or reassure the son of Athena.
Malcolm nodded while keeping his gaze to the ground.
"We can head back if you want, but the place I want to show you is just up here if you're still up for it?" Cedric said softly.
Malcolm looked up at him, "I'm good. Come on, we'll just have to walk fast on the way back." Malcolm continued on down the path for about ten feet before stopping and turning back to Cedric. "You should probably lead the way." Malcolm said remembering he had been the one following Cedric.
Cedric quickly walked up to Malcolm and lead the way through the forest. About five minuets later the dirt under their feet started to turn to sand and a clearing opened up in the dense woods. Malcolm stopped in his tracks and stared at the sight in front of him.
A shallow blue pond engulfed the entirety of the clearing bordered by a small sandy beach. The water from the pond ran off into a small stream leading through the Forbidden Forest. Directly across from the two, about fifty feet away, a large rocky cliff formation bordered the pond with a small waterfall running down it. Malcolm guessed it was around sixty or seventy feet tall. The shiny gray rocks reflected the sunlight allowing a rainbow to form from the falling water. Large evergreen trees sat at the top of the cliff enclosing the area in a sea of green.
"This… Wow." Malcolm said amazed, not taking his eyes away from the magnificent sight. He effortlessly threw his backpack at a tree, not taking his eyes off the sight before him.
"Yeah, I found this during my Fourth Year. I come here to get away from everything." Cedric said taking his shoes off and sat down on an eroded stone in the sand and put his feet into the shallow water.
Malcolm looked closer at the cliff formation, noticing a glimmer coming from rocks near the bottom of the cliff not too far off from the waterfall.
"Hey. Do you see that?" Malcolm asked pointing at the cliff.
Cedric stood up and squinted in the direction Malcolm was pointing, "Yeah, I notice it too." He said pulling out his wand. "Could be a glamour charm." He suggested.
"Or the Mist." Malcolm supplied and placed his hand on his hip.
Cedric started to walk through the water, rolling his pant legs up to his knees before carefully approaching the cliff side. Malcolm muttered curses as he struggled to kick his shoes off and adjusting his pants that way, he wouldn't get wet. He figured Cedric knew a spell to dry them off, but walking in the water with wet pants was still annoying.
Cedric stopped about ten feet from the rocky cliff before bringing his wand up, "Revelio"
Malcolm unsheathed his blade when the rocks in front of them started to shimmer and they disappeared revealing a large dark crevasse in the wall.
The entrance to the cave was probably about fifteen feet high and half as wide.
"Lumos." Cedric muttered and the tip of his wand lit up and he proceeded into the cave.
"Cedric!" Malcolm hissed. "I don't think walking in blindly into a hidden cave is the wisest of ideas." Malcolm supplied as he also brought out his wand. He imagined the tip of it lighting up just like Cedric had done and the Mist did his very command. "I swear, if you get us kill-"
Malcolm was interrupted by Cedric running back out of the cave pulling his arm as he ran past Malcolm and dragged him out of the cave.
"What did you do." Malcolm asked as he pulled away from Cedric's grip and the two boys turned back to face the cave.
"We might have stumbled across a cyclops." Cedric muttered pointing his wand back at the cave once they distanced themselves.
A large leathery brown hand grabbed the side of the cave entrance and stumbled out of the cave. The cyclops was at least eighteen feet tall, wearing a loin cloth and carried a large wooden club.
"I believe the politically correct term is oculo-impaired." Malcolm muttered.
"I think we should probably-"
The cyclops let out a monstrous roar and turned to face the demigods.
"Who dares wake The Lightning Bringer?" The monster yelled slamming his club down violently, a geyser of water erupting from the impact. "For I am Steropes, elder Cyclops and forger of weapons!" He roared.
Cedric glanced at Malcolm, "Any wise ideas?"
"Uhh-Watch out!" Malcolm yelled pushing Cedric aside when Steropes slammed his club down again and a shockwave of water raced towards them.
Cedric and Malcolm dodged the blast as it slammed into a tree, causing it to fall over with a loud 'thud'.
The boys flinched at the noise before turning back to Steropes.
'Well, we really stepped into it this time.' Malcolm thought to himself, summoning his bow.
Nico di Angelo sat in the third row of the cluttered Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. He and his fellow Gryffindor Fourth Years already had Transfiguration with Professor McGonagall before lunch with the Ravenclaws.
He managed to test out his wand and its effectiveness to fool the other wizards in the room. Spoiler alert, it did work. He successfully managed to transform a hedgehog into a pincushion. Why anyone would want to do that still baffled Nico. But by doing so, he unintentionally drew attention to himself with the spell. Apparently, it was a difficult spell to master and the only other student who came close was Hermione Granger.
Nico played it off by saying he learned the spell the year before, but he mentally noted to make sure he failed to produce a spell here and there to throw off any more suspicion.
Harry Potter had sat down at the table in front of him. Nico felt a pull towards the dark-haired teen. Something felt extremely off with the boy. Lou Ellen had told him the tale of how he had survived an 'assassination' attempt by Voldemort over thirteen years earlier. But this pull did not feel like someone surviving death, but something trying to escape it. Nico first felt the pull the night prior, but he chalked it off to the vast number of ghosts roaming the castle. But there were no ghosts to be seen. Although, Nico wouldn't be surprised if there were a ghost or two in the room, it felt haunted enough.
Harry must have felt Nico's gaze on him and turned his head to look at the son of Hades. Nico quickly put his head down and started to pull out his quill and parchment. A minute later a few more Gryffindors took their seats, eventually Hermione Granger walked into the room with Ron Weasley, arguing over something. By the time they reached the front of the room Ron threw his hands up in frustration and sat down next to Harry. Hermione huffed and took the empty seat next Nico.
She inhaled deeply before turning to face Nico with a bright smile on her face.
"Hi Nico, how are you enjoying Hogwarts so far?" She asked kindly while pulling out her textbook from her bag.
Nico shrugged his shoulders, "So far so good." He answered simply. Hermione nodded her head clearly looking for a more in-depth answer. "Ask me again once we start getting homework." He added with a small smirk making the bushy haired girl laugh.
Harry and Ron both turned to face the two when they heard Hermione laugh. They looked at Nico accusingly before quickly turning around when the metal legged Professor barged into the classroom.
"This is Fourth Year Defense Against the Dark Arts, if you are neither a Fourth Year, or supposed to be in Defense Against the Dark Arts, get out! Or stay, I really don't care." Professor Moody shouted as he limped his way to the front of the classroom. His metal leg clanking as he made his way forward. "Who knows, maybe you'll learn something either way."
His enchanted eye landed on Nico and stared at him for a few moments before it quickly moved its gaze onto Harry.
Moody shook his head violently before grabbing a piece of chalk and violently scribbling his name on the blackboard.
"For those of you who don't know; I am Professor Alastor Moody, I'm only here because Dumbledore asked me too. Any questions? No? Good." He introduced quickly and began quickly scribbling on the board again. "Now, who can tell me how many unforgivable curses there are?" Moody asked the class.
Nico bit his lip trying to figure out what kind of spells could illicit such a dramatic name.
"Three sir." Hermione's voice spoke up.
"And they're so named?" He asked writing on the board again.
"Because they are unforgivable; The use of anyone of them…-"
"Will earn you a one-way ticket to Azkaban!" Moody finished turning back to the class.
Everyone looked around the room, unsure of what to say, but Hermione's hand eventually shot up, followed by a couple of the other students. Ron's hand was the last to slowly raise and Moody pointed to him. "You, what's your name?"
Ron slowly stood up, quaking slightly as he kept his head down, "Ra-Ron Weasley." He stammered. "My dad told me about the Imperius Curse, and how it controls people."
Hermione sat back in her chair, almost impressed.
"Ah, Weasley. Your father would know a thing or two about the Imperious." Moody said and turned to the long wooden table behind him where several jars held spider like creatures.
He opened one of the jars and allowed the spider to crawl onto his hand. Nico grimaced at the thought of the creature crawling all over him like that. He didn't have arachnophobia or anything, but he would be crazy to let the creature crawl all over him like Moody was doing.
Moody placed the spider on Ron's desk. "Engorgio."
The spider increased in size and started to crawl towards Ron, who looked ready to faint.
"Imperio." Moody commanded and the spider started to dance at his command.
Everyone in the class started to chuckle at the helpless spider. Nico cracked a smile at the creature. But he tilted his head, staring directly at the creature.
Moody started to go into details about the curse, but Nico tuned him out, mesmerized by the spider. He really started to think about just how helpless the creature was. How it was at the whim of Moody control, unable to move for itself.
Another round of laughter drew Nico's attention to Moody throwing the spider around the classroom, tormenting some of the other students.
"Think that's funny now don't you?" Moody asked jokingly and then flung the spider towards the window, "How about if I send her flying to her death?" Moody asked and the chuckles in the room quieted. "Drown her?" Moody flung the spider towards a bowl of water and hovered the distressing creature directly above the liquid. The spider looked like it was trying to dive straight down into the water, and the only thing keeping it out was Moody's levitation spell.
After the class had gone completely silent, Moody brought the spider back to the front of the room and gently sat it down on the counter.
"Scores of witches and wizards claimed that they only did, You-Know-Who's bidding under the influence of the Imperius Curse." Moody explained pacing the front of the room menacingly.
"So, how do we weed out the liars from those telling the truth?" Moody asked. No one raised their hands as he went back to pacing the front of the classroom. "Another? Another?" He asked.
Slowly most of the students in the room started to raise their hands. Neville Longbottom was the last to raise his hand and Moody gestured to him. "Longbottom is it? Up." Moody commanded and the Gryffindor slowly raised, he only looked mildly nervous, but Nico could feel his nerves from where he was sitting.
"Professor Sprout tells me you have an aptitude for Herbology."
Neville ignored his compliment, or was too nervous to comprehend it.
"There is-is the Cruciatus Curse-"
"Correct!" Moody yelled cheerfully. "Come, come!" Moody commanded and planted Neville directly in front of the spider sitting on top of the desk.
Nearly all the other students were on the edge of their seats, trying to get a closer look. Nico heard Hermione muttering under her breath at how unprofessional and dangerous demonstrating these curses was.
Moody drew his wand and pointed it directly at the spider. "The torture curse." Moody murmured. "Crucio!"
The spider started to flail and scream in pain from the curse. Neville even looked to be affected by it, wincing as if he was suffering the same fate as the arachnid.
Hermione looked around the room, desperate for someone to intervene. Nico was about to speak up but Hermione slammed her hand down on the desk, making Nico jump in surprise.
"Stop it! Can't you see it's bothering him? Stop it!" She yelled. Moody didn't look up from what he was doing, almost as if he were enjoying it himself. Eventually he glanced at Hermione and quickly pulled his wand away.
He gulped before gesturing to Neville to take his seat.
Moody picked up the spider and walked over to Nico and Hermione's desk.
"Perhaps, Mrs. Granger, you could tell us the last unforgivable curse?" Moody asked planting the spider in front of the two Gryffindors.
Hermione quickly shook her head, looking extremely uncomfortable. "No?" He turned away before sharply drawing his wand, "Avada Kedarva!" And a brilliant blast of green light snuffed the life out of the spider.
Nico stared at the lifeless husk of the creature, unable to move or take his eyes off it.
"The killing curse. Only one person has known to survive it. And he's sitting in this room." Moody mysteriously said and started to creep towards Harry.
Once he was directly in front of the kid, he just stared at him, then suddenly he started to lick his lips and quickly turned away to down whatever was in his flask. He shook his head violently before dismissing class.
Neville was the first person to practically sprint out of class, clearly upset from the whole situation. Nico gathered his materials while Harry and Ron approached his table, eagerly waiting on Hermione to put all her materials back into her bag.
"The nerve. I've never seen a professor act so irresponsibly." Hermione sneered quietly, eyeing Moody making sure that he couldn't hear her.
The three quickly made their way out of the classroom and Nico followed not too far behind. Mainly because didn't know how to get to their next class, and he knew they all had the same schedule.
Nico nearly tripped down the stairs when he felt a hand gently placed on his back. "Ah!" Nico yelp and turned to see Will hold his hands up defensively.
"Sorry." He responded.
"Oh, hey." Nico responded calmly and continued down the stairs.
"I got out of Herbology early, thought I would surprise you." He said before quickly pulling Nico up against the wall as Professor Moody quickly stormed down the staircase.
"He's a pleasant one." Will muttered sarcastically.
Nico looked up at him, "You have no idea."
"We have Care of Magical Creatures together next, right?" Will asked changing the subject as they continued down the spiraling staircase.
"Yeah, I think all the Fourth Years have it together." Nico replied, stepping aside just as Moody charged back up the staircase with Neville right behind him.
"Herakles, what happened in there?" Will asked eyeing Neville and his ghostly look as he passed the two.
"When do you have Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Nico asked.
"Tomorrow, same time you had it." Will responded.
"If it's the same lesson that we had, just be prepared to witness some of the worse curses that exist in the magical world." Nico said darkly.
"Great, that sounds just wonderful." Will muttered and the two followed the rest of the Fourth Years through the long castle hallways.
"Hey ugly!" Cedric yelled, sitting up in the water and fired off a spell hitting the Cyclops on the side of the head. It didn't appear to harm the monster, just annoy it.
Steropes roared and charged Cedric who rolled in the water, dodging the monster. The Cyclops ran headfirst into a tree, unable to stop his momentum and stood dazed.
Two arrows flew just above Cedric's head hitting Steropes in the arm. He roared in annoyance and brushed the arrows off his arm.
Cedric turned his head to see Malcolm knocking another arrow and launching it. Cedric gave him a nod before turning back around and threw up a shield spell just as Steropes picked up a large tree branch and flung it at Cedric.
The tree branch exploded into a rain of splinters when it hit the shield. Cedric dropped the orange shield and fell back in line with Malcolm.
"Any bright ideas?" Cedric asked firing off a blasting charm knocking the Cyclops back.
"Typically, a Cyclops will go down once we can penetrate its skin, but Steropes is essentially a god, I don't even know if we can defeat him." Malcolm said firing another arrow towards Steropes head, but it flew just right of his head. "I would say that our best bet is to go for the eye."
Cedric inhaled deeply trying to catch his breath before looking down at the water, "I have an idea, its probably not going to work but-"
"Just go for it!" Malcolm yelled throwing his bow over his shoulder once he ran out of arrows and drew his sword.
"Lumos Maxima!" Cedric yelled firing the blinding light at Steropes.
Steropes stumbled as he rubbed his eye and roared in anguish.
"Bombarda Maxima!" A large wall of water exploded at Steropes' feet. The wall of water was high enough that it towered over Steropes.
As the water fell Cedric followed up with a freezing spell, trapping Steropes in ice thick enough to keep him from moving.
"Ready?" Cedric yelled.
Malcolm stared at him in confusion as he pointed his wand at Malcolm.
"What are you-
"Asendio!"
"Ahhhh!"
Cedric launched Malcolm directly towards the frozen Cyclops. Malcolm caught Steropes' shoulder with his free hand, stopping his momentum and slamming hard into Steropes' back.
"Ow." Malcolm moaned as he stabbed Steropes' other icy shoulder trying to climb up the giant Cyclops. The ice started to crack underneath Malcolm as he tried to navigate the large monster.
"Hurry up!" Cedric yelled up to him, using a spell to try and hold Steropes in place. Cedric and his magic might be strong, but Steropes was proving to be stronger as he continued to shake out of Cedric's magical grip.
"Malcolm, hurry!" Cedric yelled through gritted teeth. He could feel himself start to tire, his arms felt like weights were attached to him, dragging his arms down. He flicked his wand sending another layer of ice at Steropes, hoping to keep him locked down.
"This isn't as easy as it looks!" Malcolm retorted swinging around Steropes' neck to where he was face to face with the giant cyclops.
"I would say sorry, but you were the one trying to kill us-"
"Malcolm. Today please!" Cedric called out.
Malcolm nodded and drew back his sword and plunged it full force into Steropes' eye.
The Cyclops let out a monstrous roar and quickly started to disintegrate into a cloud of golden dust.
Malcolm started to fall once Steropes' head disappeared and the ice collapsed under its own weight.
As he fell Cedric quickly pointed his wand at the falling demigod, "Arresto Momentum!"
Malcolm slowed enough to where Cedric could run over and catch him before he hit the ground.
Malcolm looked down at the ground then back up at Cedric.
Cedric tilted his head curiously at the son of Athena. Malcolm motioned for Cedric to lean in. Cedric leaned in closer. Malcolm brought his head closer to Cedric's… then let out a loud cough and a wad of golden dust was blasted into Cedric's face.
Cedric dropped Malcolm in surprise. "Ew. What the Hell?" Cedric asked wiping his face from the remains of Steropes.
Malcolm looked up at him, completely wet from being dropped into the water. "You bitch." Malcolm muttered laughing while ringing out his dress shirt once he stood up.
Cedric laughed along with him and led the two out of pond and to the sandy beach. Cedric waved his wand, instantly drying the two.
"Thanks." Malcolm said patting himself mesmerized by his sudden 'dryness'.
"Anytime." Cedric said walking to stand inches from Malcolm.
Malcolm extended onto the balls of his feet and planted a kiss on Cedric's lips. Cedric leaned into it and kissed him back.
The two backed apart before laughing again. "So, are we just going to keep randomly making out and ignore that the fact that we keep making out with each other until we do it again-"
Malcolm held his finger up to Cedric's lips to cut him off, "I want to be if you do."
"In that case, Malcolm Pace, Son of Athena-"
"Will you stop being so dramatic, I wasn't asking your hand in marriage-"
Cedric aggressively held his finger up, "Will you go out with me?" Cedric finally got out.
Malcolm smiled up at him, trying to suppress a laugh. "Yes, I will go out with you." Malcolm said giving Cedric another kiss. Malcolm's face quickly shifted, and he looked down at his watch.
"Shit! Class starts in ten minutes!" Malcolm yelled as he gathered his backpack from where he threw it earlier. Cedric also quickly gathered his belongings letting out curses as he struggled.
"What the Hell, we had like an hour?" Cedric asked running up to Malcolm.
Malcolm dug into his pocket searching for a golden Drachmae. "Yeah, and that was like… and hour ago." Malcolm retorted.
"What are you doing? We need to go, Snape's going to give us a week's worth of detention as it is!" Cedric yelled at Malcolm as he tossed the gold coin into the ground
"Stêthi, Ô hárma diabolês!" He shouted.
A plum of black smoke appeared in front of the two demigods. It took the form of a smoky taxi and the side door of the magical car flung open.
"What-"
"Come on!" Malcolm yelled and slid into the cab followed by a very confused Cedric.
Cedric yelled in fright at the three Gray Sisters sitting up front, currently arguing over their eye.
"Give it to me, it's my turn!" The sister on the right yelled to the one in the driver's seat.
"Passage to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Malcolm interrupted.
The three sisters turned to face Malcolm. "Someone's in a rush." The center sister said.
"Please, we're going to be late." Cedric said.
"Fine, fine. But we're charging you double because we just have to go through the forest." One of them complained.
"Yeah sure, whatever." Malcolm muttered annoyed and threw a few golden coins at the sisters.
"So, rude."
Malcolm rolled his eyes, but was slammed into the back of his seat when the cab blasted off into the forest.
"What is happening?" Cedric asked quickly looking through the windows overwhelmed by what was going on around him.
"The Chariot of Damnation, driven by the Gray Sisters. And here I was the one who didn't believe Annabeth when she said that it took the form of a New York taxicab." Malcolm explained.
"Of course, because that's how the world works." Cedric said sarcastically.
"Yep, glad to know you're finally getting it." Malcolm retorted patting Cedric on the shoulder. "Oh look, we're here, with five minutes to spare." Malcolm said as the cab came to a screeching halt in the miraculously empty courtyard. He handed the sister in the middle of the cab another few Drachmas.
Cedric opened the door and helped Malcolm out of the cab. Cedric barely had time to shut the door before the taxi zoomed out of the courtyard and literally through a wall and disappeared in a black cloud of smoke.
"Come on, we have to get down to the dungeons!" Cedric yelled as he beelined for the entrance to the castle.
Malcolm muttered curses as he tried to pull his robes on while running, ignoring the stares he was getting from some of the other students he passed, and even a ghost or two. They both sprinted down the staircase into the dungeons, almost dying in the process when Malcolm tripped on the disappearing step and ran into Cedric's back.
They both sprinted through the dungeon towards Professor Snape who looked like he was about to shut the door on the two. The two boys slid into the classroom just as Snape waved his wand to slam the door shut.
He sneered at the boys as they took the remaining seats at the back of the classroom.
"Turn your books to page thirty-seven." He ordered and turned to start writing on the blackboard.
Cedric and Malcolm turned to face each other and let out a sigh of relief. And quickly turned back to pay attention to their potions professor.
"Let's not do that again." Malcolm whispered.
"You joking? That was exhilarating." Cedric said in a muffled laugh.
Malcolm pulled out a quill to take notes, while muttering curses about having to use a quill.
Cedric laughed quietly at his displeasure and turned his attention back to Snape.
'This is defiantly going to be an interesting year.'
A/N: I hope you enjoyed, please review, follow, favorite!
May the Force be with you and since they got rid of Hartley Sawyer on Flash, can they replace him with an Earth-1 version of Brainwave Jr.? Please?