After the game, I transported away in a flash of flames.

I am never going near water again.

A few minutes later, someone knocked on the door.

I opened it and saw Nico.

I let him in, then closed and locked the door.

My half brother was at the beach at the moment. I sat on the bed.

Nico sat down next to me.

He slowly reached his arms out so that I wouldn't flinch, and I hugged him. I cried into his shoulder.

"Why won't you go near water?" Nico asked. When I stopped crying.

I shivered. "S-some of the th-things that they d-did," I said, "t-they made my s-strengths my w-worst fears." I cried into his shoulder again.

"They made you scared of water?" He asked.

"Like a cat," I replied, then started giggling like a madman(because I was one).

Nico looked confused. "What's going on?"

I flung myself back on the bed while saying "I am a crazy per- OW!" My head hit against the wall. Really hard.

"Because I'm a crazy person," I said simply while nodding my head very hard like a cartoon character.

Nico looked at my head.

"How are you not even fazed by that?" He asked.

"What?" I asked. I felt the back of my head, and my fingers came back bloody. "Oh that. I've felt worse in the past few years."

Nico looked horrified.

"I'm not even gonna ask," he decided.

"Good choice," I said. "You probably wouldn't want to know."

Nico nodded, then hesitated. "Well I do want to know, but do you want to relive it?"

"No," I said immediately.

"I rest my case."

"You sound like you were at a trial or something." I giggled.

"Yes. Order in the court!" Nico shouted in his best judge voice.

My face went sad. "I can't eat anything. So I'm not going to order in the court."

Nico laughed for a second at my joke-that-wasn't-a-joke-but-actually-my-craziness-taking-over-my-emotions.

Suddenly we heard a tapping on the window. We looked over to see- an owl? With two letters attached to its leg?

Nico opened the window. The owl flew in and sat on the bed next to us.

Nico took the letters off it's leg and gave me the one dressed to me in emerald green ink.

Mr. P. Jackson,
The bed,
The Poseidon cabin,
Camp Half Blood.

The letter was hard to read with my dyslexia, but I managed. (A/N Dumbledore is still alive in this book, along with Severus, Fred, Lupin, and Tonks.)

HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chef. Warnock, Supreme Mugwump, international Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Jackson,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1. We await your owl no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy headmistress

Ps. This school is in Scotland but you get there by the Hogwarts Express in London.