Ron

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Great Hall

October 31st

10:02 am

Ron looked over to Percy, who sat with his gaze on the wall behind the wizards. When Ron turned and tried to see what grabbed his attention, he saw nothing but a torch that was hung on the stone.

"Ignore him," Nico said. Ron looked over to the Italian boy. "He gets stuck in his thoughts sometimes."

Ron nodded, he wasn't in any position to judge. Instead, he turned into Harry's and Annabeth's conversation.

"We're all in Gryffindor," Harry said. "We can show you the way after breakfast."

"Why are you staying in the Gryffindor Common Room anyway?" Hermione asked. "The other schools are staying in their own places at night."

Annabeth went silent for a minute before she spoke, "We don't have a place to stay, Dumbledore just said that we're staying there."

"What did you come in on?" Ron couldn't help but ask. Annabeth and Nico looked at each other.

"Broomsticks!" Percy interjected suddenly, his outburst causing Hermione to spill pumpkin juice all over her robes. "We rode here on broomsticks."

Ron furrowed his eyebrows, it was normal for wizards to use broomsticks to travel around, but all the way from America? Maybe they had cushioning enchantments, he didn't know.

"Sounds awesome," Ron smiled. "What models you got?"

"There are different models in America," Annabeth said. Before Ron could say anything in response, Nico spoke.

"Could you show us the dorm rooms, now? I didn't get a lot of sleep last night." Nico glared at Percy, who held his hands up in response.

"I can't control myself when sleeping! I didn't mean to kick you!" Percy yelped, and with Nico's scary smile, Ron has reason to think that Nico just kicked the older boy.

"I don't know how you can deal sleeping next to him," Nico turned and looked at Annabeth across Percy. The girl chuckled.

"Wait," Harry leaned forward, his elbow knocking Ron's plate and dislodging a sausage. While Ron frowned, seeing the sausage fall under the table, Harry continued talking.

"You two are together?" Ron looked up at the three teenagers. Annabeth and Percy were sitting pretty close together, and Ron could bet all his money that they were holding hands under the table.

"You might want to tell them that," Hermione looked over to the Ravenclaw table, where some of the Beauxbaton students (and some of the Hogwarts ones too) were staring at the back of Percy's head. As soon as Percy turned and looked over at them, they flushed and looked away.

"Well they'll lose interest once they talk to me and see how dumb I really am," Percy joked. Ron, Harry, and Hermione laughed. Nico stayed silent. Annabeth clenched her jaw but gave a small smile.

"You didn't realize they were dating, mate?" Ron looked over Harry, who's ears have colored a bit. "They're basically one person."

Percy laughed awkwardly, "So, could we see the dorm room now?"

Hermione stood up, "Of course." She smiled.

He"Uh- Mione."

"Yeah, Ron?" Ron pointed at her robes, which were stained a strange color from the pumpkin juice. Hermione flushed and crossed her arms over herself.

"Hurry along now, please."

Ron snickered as Hermione hurried out the doors.

"She sounds like a perfect." He whispered to Harry as they followed the other teenagers out. Harry nodded in agreement.

Hermione

Gryffindor Common Room

October 31st

10:18 am

Annabeth, Percy, and Nico stared at the Fat Lady.

"What are you looking at?" The Fat Lady said, fanning herself. She glared at the three teenagers. "I don't know you!"

"They're staying here for the tournament," Hermione explained. "Could you let us in now?"

The Fat Lady sighed but opened nevertheless.

"Thank you," Hermione walked into the common room, looking back at the teenagers. Ron and Harry followed behind them, talking between themselves.

The teenagers stared at the common room with wide eyes. Hermione frowned, they went to Ilvermorny, meaning that they had common rooms just like this.

"Don't you have something like this at Ilvermorny?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing like this," Nico said out loud, his gaze wandering around the red and gold walls. Hermione frowned but dropped it. This was neither the time nor place and if there was something actually wrong with them, she needed more evidence.

"You guys go and get some sleep, I need to grab our stuff from the room we stayed in last night," Annabeth said. She dropped Percy's hand and looked back at the entrance to the common room. "Do you have any idea where the room we stayed in could be?"

Harry and Ron looked dead on their feet, so Hermione spoke up. "No, but I can help you find it." Besides, this would be a great time to talk to the strange teenage girl that was Annabeth Chase.

Annabeth gave a grateful smile. "Thanks, that will be great." She kissed Percy on the cheek before walking to the entrance. Hermione followed.

When the Fat Lady portrait swung open, Professor Alastor Moody stood on the other side.

"Chase," Professor Moody stared at the two girls. Hermione didn't know where he learned, what she guessed, was Annabeth's last name, but she wasn't about to ask. "I believe you need directions to the room you stayed in last night, correct?" He was leaning on his cane as he spoke, his scarred mouth moving strangely with every word.

"Yeah, that will be great." Annabeth looked over to Hermione and Hermione nodded. Annabeth obviously didn't trust the man, and Hermione wasn't about to leave the girl alone, plus, Hermione needed to see the teenagers' belongings.

"Come along then," Professor Moody turned and began hobbling down the stairs. Annabeth and Hermione followed.

They walked throughout the castle for a while, as the Professor walked slowly with his cane. Hermione and Annabeth conversed quietly behind him.

"So, what do you think of Hogwarts so far?" Hermione asked. Annabeth looked over at Hermione before talking.

"It's different from what I'm used to. Everything is so different."

"How so?" Ilvermorny was in a castle too, how was everything different?

"I don't know how to explain it, but I've never been to someplace like this." Annabeth's gaze roamed the portrait-covered walls.

"Why did Ilvermorny only send three students? The other two schools brought at least thirty."

Annabeth stopped suddenly, her hand grasping Hermione's robes. Her gaze was on Professor Moody who stopped as well.

"Hurry up!" Professor Moody snapped, he started walking again. Hermione tried to pull her robes from Annabeth's grip, but she didn't let go.

"When we get to the room, I need to tell you something," Annabeth's eyes searched hers. "You can't tell anyone else about this, okay?"

Frightened, Hermione nodded. She had no idea what secret could be so big that Annabeth looked so scary. "Okay."

Annabeth nodded and started walking, Hermione's robes fell from her grip.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the room. It was only a wooden door, blended in the walls around it. It looked like every other classroom door in the castle, except when Annabeth opened the door, it was a bedroom. There was only a large bed in the corner and a nightstand, nothing else. The sheets were rumpled and the nightstand's drawers were all open.

"Guess Hogwarts doesn't get a lot of guests, huh." Annabeth joked as she grabbed a blue backpack that was sitting on the floor by the bed. She zipped it up quickly, but not before Hermione say a large piece of parchment shoved inside. The only thing that Hermione was able to see was something in blue ink, something in another language.

Annabeth's gaze went past Hermione and to Professor Moody, who stood to wait outside the door.

"Hermione," Annabeth whispered. "Do you promise not to reveal this to anyone?" Hermione nodded. Annabeth took a deep breath and began to talk.

Percy

Gryffindor Common Room

October 31st

10:22 am

Harry and Ron led Nico and Percy up the steps to their dorm room.

"Not to be rude, but why are you guys staying with us?" Ron asked. Percy shrugged.

"Dumbledore just said we were rooming with you, I don't know the reason."

"Dumbledore's a great wizard, but a strange man," Ron said. Percy couldn't agree more.

"These are the beds?" Nico asked, walking around the room. Harry nodded and Nico smiled one of his satisfied smiles. It was a bit frightening, but not as frightening as the other ones. Instead of reassuring the wizards that his cousin was not going to kill them in their sleep, Percy plopped himself down on a bed.

"Ah, this is the life," Percy said as he fell deeper into the heaven that was the four-poster bed. "None of the boarding schools I've ever been to have had beds this comfy."

"Boarding school?" Percy heard Ron ask. He sat on, leaning back on his hands.

"Yeah, boarding school. It's where you live at the school for the year. I went to a few before Ilvermorny."

Harry looked up from where he was digging through his things for something, "It's a muggle term."

Ron nodded, taking that for an answer. Percy didn't know what "muggle" meant, but he wasn't going to ask. Percy looked over to Nico, who was now snoring pleasantly on top of his own bed, fully clothed.

Percy fell back into the arms of his new favorite thing of the world, "When Nico's asleep, that means that its time for bed." Harry and Ron didn't say anything in response, or maybe Percy was already asleep.

Harry

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Gryffindor Common Room

October 31st

10:30 am

Harry and Ron sat with their backs against Ron's bedframe. Apparently Seamus and Dean have moved rooms for the year, under the request of Dumbledore.

"Why do you think Dumbledore wants them to be rooming with us?" Ron asked. Harry shrugged, the other schools didn't have students rooming with 4th years. Annabeth and Percy were around 16/17, but Nico seemed to be their age. It was only the eyes that made Harry think he was older.

He didn't know what to think of any of the teenagers. They all appeared, out of the blue, holding swords. Swords that Annabeth and Nico continued to carry. Why would they need swords, and if swords were the norm in America, why didn't Percy have one?

"I don't know, but there's something off about them," Harry said. Ron nodded in agreement.

"They're the weirdest wizards I've ever met-" Ron cut himself off, looking over to where a groan emitted. It was just Nico, who quickly snuggled himself deeper into the bed.

"How do you know they even are wizards," Harry turned to face Ron. "I mean, I haven't seen wands, and they didn't know that we were wizards at the beginning."

"Do you think that Dumbledore let three muggles in Hogwarts? That's absurd!"

Ron was right, there was no way that Dumbledore would let muggles into Hogwarts.

"What if they tricked Dumbledore," Ron said suddenly.

"What?"

"What if they tricked Dumbledore into thinking they're something they're not and that's why they're staying here." Ron's eyes got wider with each word. "Harry, what if they're here to kill you!"

Harry looked over at the sleeping boys, not able to believe it.

"C'mon, Harry it makes sense!"

"If they were here to kill me, why haven't they done it yet?"

"I don't know, maybe they're bidding their-" Harry clamped his hand over Ron's mouth suddenly. His gaze was on Percy, who rolled over so his left arm was hanging off the bed.

"Look over at Percy," Harry whispered, not wanting to wake the older boy up. Ron's gaze followed his own, his eyes going wide. There was a black tattoo on Percy's left arm, the same size, and location of a dark mark. Harry dropped his hand from Ron's mouth, Ron immediately whisper-yelling in Harry's ear.

"That's a fucking dark mark! Percy's a fucking death eater!" Harry covered Ron's mouth again.

"We need to make sure. Be quiet, okay?"

Ron nodded vigorously and Harry dropped his hand again. True to his word, Ron kept quiet. They stood up and tip-toed over to Percy's bed. He was laying on his stomach, his cheek pressed against the pillow. A small puddle of drool formed under his mouth.

Damn, even when being suspected of being a death eater, he was still hot.

Harry knelt by Percy's hand, where his forearm was facing the bed still. He would need to grab and move it to face them. As soon as Harry went to grab Percy's wrist, the door opened.

Harry and Ron jumped back with red cheeks, looking at the person who interrupted them. It was only Neville, holding a stack of books in his arms.

"Oh, hiya guys," Neville said, giving Harry and Ron a small smile.

"Hiya Neville," Harry said back. He looked at the books in Neville's arms. "What'ca got there?"

Neville looked down at the books in his arms and chuckled, "I went to the library to get some herbology textbooks."

"That's cool," Ron said. His gaze shifted over to Percy, who just let out a large snore.

"Who's that?" Neville asked, walking over to stand next to him.

"They're the students from Ilvermorny!" Neville exclaimed, accidentally dropping his books. They hit the floor with a large thud and fell across the floor.

Percy flew up at the noise. He scratched the back of his neck (with his right arm, his left was hidden behind him), eyes looking at the wizards before him. Nico was still snoring in the next bed.

"Hi, I'm Percy." He introduced himself to Neville before looking at Harry.

"Is everything alright?" Harry nodded and Percy smiled.

"What time is it?" Harry looked out the window. "It's almost time for lunch." Percy took this as an acceptable answer and looked around the room.

"Where's Annabeth?"

Ron shrugged, "She and Hermione still haven't returned."

Percy rubbed his eyes before standing up and shrugging on a zip-up blue hoodie. It had Jackson in white letters on the back. There went Ron and Harry's chance to figure out if it was a dark mark or not. 

Nico

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Gryffindor Common Room

October 31st

11:53 am

Percy walked over to Nico's bed, where the said boy was still sleeping away. Percy leaned over and shook Nico's shoulder.

"Are you sure he's going to wake up?" Ron asked a minute of Percy shaking the younger boy. Ron's voice was quiet and he looked at Percy with wide eyes.

"Nah, he's a heavy sleeper. I just have to shake him for a bit," Percy said, continuing to shake Nico. After a few more minutes of Percy just shaking the sleeping boy, Nico groaned and opened his eyes.

"Oh, fuck off," Nico groaned when he spotted Percy standing above him.

"Come on Nico, it's time for lunch."

"You can just leave me here, I'll be good."

Percy chuckled, "You have to eat. What would Will say if-"

Nico immediately shot up, his gaze moving to Harry and Ron. They didn't seem to notice anything and Nico sighed with relief.

"Fine," Nico looked up at Percy. "Just leave it alone."

Percy looked at the wizards before looking back at him and nodding. Nico stood up, fixing up the sheets from where they were disturbed.

"Oh, don't worry about the sheets-" Ron was cut off with Nico's glare. He didn't like things being out of place, screw him.

"Just leave it, man," Percy said. He looked back at Nico, "I'll be outside, okay?"

Nico nodded. The wizards, excluding the guy who was putting away his books across the room, and Percy left the room. Nico smoothed down the corner of the sheets and tucked them under the mattress.

Hermione

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Unmarked Room on the 3rd Floor

October 31st

11:57 am

"Granger," Professor Moody gruffed out. "Come with me." Hermione looked back at Annabeth, who was digging through her backpack for something.

"She'll catch up," Professor Moody said. Perhaps Hermione still didn't trust Annabeth, or maybe what Annabeth just told her left her reeling, but Hermione followed Professor Moody out the door and around the corner.

Ron

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Gryffindor Common Room

October 31st

12:10 pm

When Ron was about to push the Fat Lady portrait forward, it swung open suddenly. This resulted in Ron being sprawled out on the floor before the feet of the one and only Hermione Granger.

"Oh, Ron! I am so sorry!" Hermione's hair flew about as she rocked forward onto her toes before falling back onto her heels. Her hands covered her mouth and her eyes were wide. "Are you alright?"

"I'm alright, 'Mione. Don't worry about it." Ron pushed himself to his feet, standing tall and noticing that Hermione was alone. Percy pushed past Ron to face the girl.

"Where's Annabeth?" He asked. Hermione looked behind her as if she was surprised that Annabeth wasn't behind her.

"I-I don't know. Professor Moody pulled me from the room and said to follow him. I just assumed she was behind me." Hermione put her hand against her forehead as she spoke. "She may be at the room still."

Without another word, Percy walked past her and down the stairs. Nico followed quickly behind.

"Hermione," Harry put his hand on Hermione's shoulder. "What did Moody say?" Hermione looked up at both of them, her eyes shining through her hair.

"Nothing important, he rambled about trust and making sure you know that what you know is true." Ron looked at Harry, not knowing what to make of it. Something seemed to occur to Hermione though, as she turned around quickly.

"Where are the other two?" She asked.

"They went off to find Annabeth," Harry said. Without another word, Hermione ran after them.

Annabeth

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Unmarked Room on the 3rd Floor

October 31st

11:59 am

Annabeth looked up from her backpack, where she was quickly rereading the parchment. The room was empty, Hermione and the other wizard were gone.

"Hello?" Annabeth called out, no answer. She grabbed her sword, shrugging on the backpack.

There was no one in the corridor either. Okay then, she was on her own. Every hallway looked the same - unfamiliar. Guessing, Annabeth chose straight. She walked slowly, her sword out in front of her. She was alone in an unfamiliar place, who knew what horrors hid behind every corridor.

Her eyes scoured the walls, ignoring the sneering portraits. None have said anything in response to her questions other than an insult. She had no way to make a mist, so no way to Iris-Message anyone. She didn't know why she was left alone and didn't want to risk being stuck in that room any longer.

Something on the wall caught her eye. Annabeth looked back over the wall, searching for what stood out. There, between two frames. A blue triangle was etched in the stone.

Panic seized Annabeth, squeezing her lungs. Daedalus was alive, Annabeth hasn't even thought about that. Everyone who has died before her were alive or were about to be. Luke was alive.

As if in a trance, Annabeth approached the wall. Her finger outstretched and pressed the triangle. It glowed blue and the wall opened before her, she was sucked in.

Nico

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Unmarked Room on the 3rd Floor

October 31st

5:39 pm

"Annabeth!" Nico called out into the empty corridor. He could hear the others' cries from hallways over. No one answered. Annabeth has been missing for around 6 hours now, with no sign of her. Hermione tried to do a type of tracking spell, but it only led them to an empty corridor. Percy was in there now.

Nico could feel Percy's anxiety and rage building up, it was only a matter of minutes until he would blow. The ground was already starting to tremble beneath Nico's feet.

He looked around, making sure none of the wizards were close. Finding no one, Nico closed his eyes and scoured the castle for ghosts. The nearest one was directly a floor below. He felt the ghost's presence tie itself to him, so he concentrated and pulled. I am your master, Nico was telling the ghost. You will obey me.

The spirit floated up through the floor, "You called?" It was a small spirit, which was the reasoning behind why Nico was able to so easily pull it to him and control it.

"Have you seen a blonde girl walking around the palace?" Nico asked. The ghost thought for a moment before speaking.

"And she has just vanished?" The ghost asked. Nico nodded.

"Check the walls." Was all the ghost said before floating away. Nico was at a loss, he wasn't able to control the ghosts as well as he wanted. This was Hecate's domain, the ghosts weren't apart of his world.

"Nico!" Percy's shout came from a few corridors away. Nico ran towards him, ignoring how the uneasiness that came with Percy's emotions rose. Nico turned the corner, finding Percy staring at a point on the wall.

Check the walls, the spirit said. Nico walked up and stood next to Percy. He followed his gaze. A blue triangle was etched onto the stone. Daedalus' triangle. The labyrinth. Annabeth was back in the labyrinth.

Nico took a few deep breathes, stepping away from the triangle, from the memories. His back was now pressed against the opposite wall.

"Do you think she's in there?" He asked. Percy looked back at him.

"She has to be, she wouldn't just disappear." Percy's fists clenched.

"Why would she go in there though? You know how that place fucked with us," Nico couldn't help but bring up. He wasn't going anywhere near that place again unless he needed to.

"She's in there, I know it." And with that, Percy pressed the triangle.

Annabeth

Labyrinth

October 31st

Time: ???

The stone sealed behind her, leaving her alone in the darkness. Memories flooded her mind, both of the Labyrinth and of Tartarus. Why was the dark such a cruel place?

Annabeth slid down so that her back was against the wall. The stone was cracked beneath her feet. She couldn't remember where she entered the Labyrinth. Could the Labyrinth be open at Camp again? But Daduelus was dead, there was no way for it to be reborn. She had nothing but some water, godly food, and money in her backpack. Annabeth sipped at her water as she sat, unable to even read the parchment that was crumbled in the bag due to the darkness.

After about twenty minutes, the stone wall cracked open. Annabeth grabbed her bag off the ground and ran out of the hole, not wanting to risk another moment in the darkness.

She was met with Percy's arms.

"Annabeth?" Percy asked.

"I'm here," Annabeth said.

Percy

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Great Hall

October 31st

8:24 pm

Percy sat at the Gryffindor table with his arm around Annabeth's shoulders. Nico sat on his other side, thankfully eating a healthy amount of food.

Annabeth sat with her head on his shoulder, not touching anything that sat before her. Percy didn't blame her, seeing the triangle, being reminded of everything that they went through without warning, it's hard. And Annabeth was actually in there for six hours. Even if it only felt like twenty minutes to her.

"Someone cursed her and made her forget everything that happened," Percy had told the wizards when he appeared with Annabeth leaning against him. Annabeth looked weak enough to warrant a nap until dinner, even if she was physically fine.

They have only been on the quest for about a day and everything was already going crazy. Praying to Hecate didn't do shit. But, she's their only link to their world, they will have to keep trying. This meant shoving food in Percy's sweatshirt pockets (which Annabeth was still wearing - leaving Percy in his green-day shirt), and throwing the food into a torch before anyone saw. Not as easy as it seemed, especially because Percy's tailbone was still bruised from that morning.

Hermione sat in front of him, an empty plate in front of her.

"How is she?" she asked. Percy looked at Annabeth's whose eyes were closed.

"Tired," Percy looked back at Hermione. He looked at her plate, "You need to eat."

Ron snorted beside her, "Good luck with that mate, she found out house-elves make the food and haven't had anything more than she needed to live in protest."

Percy frowned. He moved in a way that didn't disturb Annabeth, plopping down some broccoli and beef onto Hermione's plate.

"Eat," he instructed. "I've seen what happens to people if they don't." Percy looked over to Nico, who returned his gaze with hard eyes. Percy knew Nico didn't like other people bringing up his past. Percy looked back to Hermione. "If you want to help the elves, you need to be well yourself."

After a staredown with Percy, Hermione finally relented and started to eat again. Harry and Ron looked at Percy with surprise. After a moment though, they looked back at their food. A whispered conversation emitted between them. No matter, Percy got stares like that a lot.

The Great Hall hushed suddenly. Percy looked over to see Dumbledore standing, his arms spread.

"Good evening everyone," his voice boomed across the hall. "Tonight is a very special night, it is not only Halloween but the start of the Triwizard Tournament!" A large burst of applause exploded, though it quieted with a raise of Dumbledore's hand. "It is a great honor to be hosting the tournament this year, and I hope that it helps builds relationships with our neighbors. Now: the goblet."

The goblet appeared next to him as if he had called it to him. The once blue flame turned red.

"From Durmstrang, we have.." A slip of paper flew out of the flames, Dumbledore catching it in his hands. "Victor Krum!" Applause rumbled from across the hall as the man who was called stood up and walked into the room that the demigods were in only that morning.

Nico looked over to Percy, "Did you put our names in the goblet?" he whispered. Percy looked up at the goblet, whose flames have turned red once more. He shook his head,

"No, it slipped my mind."

Percy shook Annabeth awake as another round of applause moved across the hall. "Hm?" she groaned as she opened her eyes.

"Annabeth," Percy asked, "Did you put our names in the goblet?"

Annabeth's eyes went wide, she shook her head. "No, I didn't. I planned to, but Hermione and Moody left me in the room and I got lost." Applause thundered from the students all around them.

"And now, from Ilvermorny.." They watched as a slip of paper flew from the flames. "Harry Potter."

Percy looked over to Harry, whose eyes were wide and confused. Everyone in the Great Hall looked at him. Whispers and shouts of confusion moved like a wave through the students.

"Harry," Hermione hissed, "You have to go to the back room."

Harry's eyes met Percy's and a memory struck him.

They were staring at something above his head.

"Percy," Annabeth said, pointing. "Um ..."

By the time Percy looked up, the sign was already fading, but he could still make out the hologram of green light, spinning and gleaming. A three-tipped spear: a trident.

"Your father," Annabeth murmured. "This is really not good."

"It is determined," Chiron announced.

All around him, campers started kneeling, even the Ares cabin, though they didn't look happy about it.

"My father?" he asked, completely bewildered.

"Poseidon," said Chiron. "Earthshaker, Stormbringer, Father of Horses. Hail, Perseus Jackson, Son of the Sea God."

Percy stood up and slung his arm around Harry's shoulders. He marched the younger boy pass everyone, ignoring the stares on the back of his head.

"Just ignore them, keep your eyes on the door," Percy whispered to him. Harry nodded and did as Percy said. Percy pushed open the wooden door and walked Harry through.

"We'll figure this out, okay?" Percy said.

Harry nodded. "Okay."

- end of arc 1- 

Oh my god, the first arc is finally finished. I really tried to make the final chapter really long and have a lot of plot in it. There are some cliffhangers too if you noticed them. A lot of what happened in his chapter will come back later, so I hope you paid attention! I really enjoyed writing this story so far and I'm planning on writing the second arc soon, perhaps before I start posting - that way I can get updates up to you guys quickly. I will update another chapter with responses to any questions anyone has and more information about the next arc. 

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Have a nice night!

- Hoarder