"We've got to go on a bit of a walk," Mrs. Weasley told the complaining Ginny. Seph groaned tiredly, looking like she was about to fall over, not paying attention to Mrs. Weasley as she explained what was going to happen. Seph looked to the twins and heard a yelp from a yelling Mrs. Weasley who heald the Ton-Tongue Toffees. Mrs. Weasley said goodbye, giving her family lots of hugs and kisses, along with Seph, who was half asleep and didn't even remember the conversation.

As they were beginning to leave, Seph jumped onto Fred's back, nearly making him fall over as he caught her. She fell asleep as they walked to their destination, where ever that was. She couldn't sleep the night before as Hecate had been teaching her magic spells and whatnot. It kept her awake, but it did keep the nightmares away, so that was good.

"Is she ok?" she heard Harry ask Ron quietly.

"Yeah, this normally happens when she wakes up early," Ron tells him as if it's no big deal, waving his hand and shaking it off. Mr. Weasley went on explaining how they were to travel there with muggles barely noticing.

"Come on, Sephy, waky waky," George tried to coax the sleeping girl as they went searching for the portkey.

"Everyone this is Amos Diggory," she heard Mr. Weasley introduce. "He works for the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. And I think you know his son, Cedric?"

At the sound of his name, Seph woke up and jumped off his back, storming to the son of Hecate that she thought to have died during the first war.

"Hi," he tells them all, not noticing the angry girl.

"Cedric," she almost yelled. He gave a soft, nervous chuckle. Seph stomped over to him, raising a fist high and punching him right in the middle of his face.

"He-hey, Percy," Cedric spoke nervously, now standing up straight, bough a hand over his nose. It was swelling a little. Good.

"'Hey?' HEY?' That's all you have to say? We all thought you died?  Ann-," she cut short her rant in Ancient Greek at the mention of her sister. She took a shaky breath, regaining her composure and answering his confused look. "There's been another war. Not everyone made it."

"Another? So close after the first one?" Cedric asked, shocked at the news of another war. All she did was nod. "What happened?"

"A lot. The seven, Annabeth. Gone. So many I couldn't save," she whispered, holding back tears. Cedric nodded, not knowing who the seven were, just that knowing she needed comfort. She took a deep breath, letting go of their embrace. She dug her nail in the palm of her hand, taking a deep breath to calm down. Gosh, she hated crying. "I'm fine. It's fine. How are you?"

"Good," he answers, though he didn't fully believe her.

"Ah, no, only the redheads, and the girl hugging Cedric, I practically adopted her by now," Mr. Weasley tells him. Amos nods, knowing who she is from Cedric and a few of his rants. "This is Hermione, friend of Ron's- and Harry, another friend-"

"Merlin's beard," Amos Diggory says, eyes widening. "Harry? Harry Potter?"

Seph saw Fred and George scowling again, and Ced was embarrassed. So Seph did the only logical thing she could think of. She jumped into both of the twin's arms, only to be dropped onto the ground as she glared playfully at them.