Hermiones POV:

"Wake up, girls, breakfast is ready downstairs!" Mrs Weasley called as she rapped on Ginny's door. I looked up from my book (Jinxes for the Jinxed). I had been awake for an hour already as I waited for the rest of the house to get moving.

"Come on Ginny, lets go!" I jumped out of bed and started to get dressed.

"5 more minutes..." Ginny groaned, putting her pillow over her head and falling asleep instantly. Grinning wickedly, I picked up my wand. Whipping her bedsheets of with one hand, I shot a spell at Ginny.

"Aguamenti!" I shouted as a stream of freezing water hit Ginny square on her stomach. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" Screamed Ginny. Looking around, she saw me trying to hold back laughter, my wand behind my back. She glared at me.

"Your going to pay for that, Granger!" She whispered as she picked up her wand. I ran out of the room and down the stairs shrieking with laughter.

"Good, you're down Hermione, do you mind buttering all of these sandwiches for the train? There's a dear." Mrs Weasley was bustling around making breakfast. One by one, Harry, Ron and Ginny came down, mumbling how it was to early

"Bloody hell, its 6 o'clock mum! Why do we need to be up so early?" Ron moaned. He set next to me and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Well, if you were more organised, we wouldn't have to get up so early. Remember, you still need to pack you cloths for Hogwarts. We're going to be apparating, so muggle cloths, please.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time skip 4 1/2 hours later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, we have to leave soon!"

"Where's my wand?"

"Arnold? Where are you?"

"Get in the basket, Crockshanks!"

"Devil cat! It scratched me!"

"Where's my wand?"

"Pig, get back here! Pig!"

Finally we were ready to apparat to Kings Cross. Mrs Weasley would be saying goodbye at the Burrow instead of having to aparated(sp?) to the station and back.

"Goodbye, my dears, have fun. Now don't go getting into trouble. No more adventures, promise me. Oh, you've all grown so MUCH! Oh I'm going to cry! Don't get into to much trouble now! Bye!"
With that, we all aperated(sp?) to platform 9 3/4 with 5 minutes to spare.
"Quick, everyone on the train!" I shouted and we all scrambled to the one of the last empty carriages. The doors slammed shut, the whistle blew, and we where of to Hogwarts!

Reyna's POV:

Everyone was running around the room getting ready. I checked my watch.

"10 minutes left people! Line up NOW!"

No one listened. I sighed. "IF YOU ARE ALL NOT LINED UP HERE IN TEN SECONDS I WILL CALL ARGENTUM AND HE WILL GET YOU A FIRST-CLASS, ONE WAY TICKET TO THE UNDERWORLD!!!" Everyone was in a neat line in front of me in approximately 4.73 seconds.

"Thank you! Now, we all know the plan, yes?" There was a chorus of 'yes, Reyna'.  "Good. Nico, Hazel, if you please." We all got into a circle with Will muttering about 'death magic' and 'doctors orders'. We all linked hands and we opened them to hear a train whistle and doors slamming. "Dammit, my watch was slow, quick everyone!" We all ran to the train and jumped on just as the last door slammed shut, almost trapping Calypso's dress.

"Alright people, we need to find some seats. Preferably together, or near each other in case of attacks." Annabeth told us. We walked along the train, getting some strange looks from the older kids who were probably trying to figure out if they knew us or not. We reached the end of the train and not a single compartment was empty.

"Huh, problem." Percy muttered. "We could always ask these people if they could help us." Annabeth said while leaning over to open the nearest compartment door. 

Inside were six people. A pudgy boy with short black hair holding a struggling road with one hand and holding another girls hand with his other. The girl had long, wavy, dirty blond hair and a dreamy expression and she was reading a magazine called the builerq  or something. What I found weird wasn't the fact that she was reading the magazine upside down, but the fact that she had a crown made from radishes and had earrings decorated with apple pips. Next to her was a tall red head with lanky kings and loads of freckles. He seemed to be getting a telling off from the girl in front of him who had lots of bushy brown hair. Next to the girl was a boy who looked like a mini Percy, but shorter and less muscly. He had messy black hair and what looked like a red smudge on his forehead. He and another red head, who looked so much like the other one they must be siblings, we're talking quietly and the girl was crying. They all looked around our age, 17/18.

I took in all of this information in a few seconds as Annabeth opened the door and all the students looked at us.

"Hi, my name is Annabeth, and we were wondering if you could help us find a carriage for us, preferably all together?" They all looked immediately to the bushy haired girl who glanced around, sighed and then smiled at us. 

"As a matter of fact, I can!"