Chapter Fifteen: Harry Witnesses a Snake Attack
Leo's P.O.V.

I WAS HAVING A DREAM when I heard the voices. I was having a normal dream of camp. Surprisingly I haven't had any demigod dreams since I arrived at Hogwarts.

In my dream we were celebrating the war finally being over. Percy and Annabeth were at the canoe lake. Frank was practicing archery with the Apollo kids. Nico was talking to Will Solace. Hazel was happily exploring Camp Halfblood for the first time. Jason and Piper were running around camp trying to get away from the Aphrodite kids, who were currently stalking them.

Clarisse was talking to some Mars kids who had come from Camp Jupiter. The Stolls were pranking the Romans, as usual. Cabin six was making battle strategies for Capture the Flag, which was coming up on Friday. Coach Hedge was running around again saying, "This is my son Chuck Hedge! He's an awesome cupcake! Deal with it!" I still seriously can't believe Mellie let him name their kid after Chuck Norris.

It was basically a scene of a normal day in camp. Which made me grieve with homesick even more. The holidays were coming up soon and I didn't know if we were going to stay at Hogwarts, or go back to camp. I want to go back to camp. I'm missing Calypso so much. Apparently Jason and all my siblings were helping make an Atlas cabin for her. That I would like to see.

Everything was peaceful; until I heard the whispering voices.

"If we can get him to talk in his sleep, we can ask him any question."

"'Mione, do you really think that this will work?"

"Yes Ron! Now be quiet."

Are you a Death Eater?

The voice surrounded me. I could hear the sound bouncing of the hillside of Halfblood hill in my dream.

"No way. Who would want to eat Thanatos? That name is just gross!" I answered. I don't remember saying that, but I know on some level of consciousness I said it.

What is Thanatos?

"Umm... Death, duh. Everyone knows that." I tell the voice.

Er- Okay. What do you know about Percy's tattoo?

"What about it?" I reply.

Is it the Dark Mark?

"No. It's SPQR. Isn't that obvious."

When and where did he get it?

"When he was missing in San Fransisco."

Is your name really Leo Valdez? Or is that a pseudonym? Or are you using polyjuice potion to disguise yourself as Leo?

It's a trick! I know that voice... Hermione. She's trying to get information out of me!

"My name is Barack Obama. Just kidding. Come on, I'm the Leo every knows and loves.... What's polyjuice potion?"

"'Mione. Leave him alone." I heard Ron whisper.

"One more question! Now hush!"

Were you or any of your four friends ever at Hogwarts?

"Yes. I've been going to this school for five years. So have Piper and Nico. That's pretty obvious, as well."

Hermione remained quiet. Probably taking into consideration of what I said. I really cut it close when I mentioned SPQR and San Fransisco.

"Come on," She finally said. "Lets see if we can get anything out of Nico."

* * *

I was heading to the last DA meeting of the year before the holidays with Nico and Piper. I hadn't told them about Hermione trying to get information out of me yet, but I'll have to tell them soon.

I walked into the room of requirement and there were holiday decorations everywhere! It looked like a drunk satyr had decorated it.

"I thought this evening we should just go over the things we've done so far," Harry said once everyone had arrived for the meeting. "Because it's the last meeting before the holidays and there's no point starting anything new right before a three-week break -"

"We're not doing anything new?" said an annoying Hufflepuff guy named Zacharias Smith, in a loud whisper. "If I'd known that, I wouldn't have come..."

"We're all really sorry Harry didn't tell you, then," said Fred loudly.

Fred Weasley is awesome. He and his twin brother remind me so much of Travis and Connor. I think it would be more dangerous than giving Annabeth a library full of architecture books, if the four of them ever met.

"We can practice in pairs," Harry says. "We'll start with the Impediment Jinx, just for ten minutes, then we can get out the cushions and try Stunning again."

Everyone divided up just as Harry said. As usual Percy and Annabeth paired up and Piper and I paired up.

I get my wand out, pointed it at Piper, and say, "Impedimenta!"

She froze in time. I looked around as half the room had been frozen by their partners. I honestly didn't like this spell. It reminded me too much of Khione, the way she can freeze her enemies. Thank the Gods it wore off after a minute or two.

After ten minutes on the Impediment Jinx, we laid out cushions all over the floor and started practicing Stunning again. Space was too limited to allow them all to work this spell at once; half the group observed the others for a while, then swapped over.

At the end of an hour, Harry called a stop to the practicing.

You're getting really good," Harry said, smiling around at them. "When we get back from the holidays we can start doing some of the big stuff - maybe even Patronuses."

All the wizards got looks of excitement on their faces. Me being clueless, like usual, I had no idea what a Patronus was. Anyway the meeting ended as usual, everyone leaving the room slowly with their friends. I was about to exit, when I look back and see a pretty sixth year Ravenclaw girl talking with Harry. I wonder what that's about.

* * *

More screaming filled my ears. I looked around the dormitory and saw Harry was covered in sweat thrashing at something in his sleep.

"Harry! HARRY!" Ron screamed.

Harry opened his eyes. Every inch of his body was covered in icy sweat; his bedcovers were twisted all around him like a straitjacket.

"Harry!" Ron yelled again.

I walked over to his bedside to get a better look at what was wrong. But then he rolled right over and vomited over the edge of the mattress.

"He's really ill," Neville said. "Should we call someone?"

"Harry! Harry!" Ron continued.

"Your dad," he panted, "Your dad's... been attacked..."

"What?" said Ron.

"Your dad! He's been bitten, it's serious, there was blood everywhere..."

"I'm going for help." Neville announced.

"Harry, mate," said Ron uncertainly. "You... you were just dreaming..."

I doubted that was the case. He probably had a vision, a demigod dream. I looked at Nico and he seemed to be thinking the same thing.

"No!" said Harry furiously; as if it were crucial that Ron understand. "It wasn't a dream... not an ordinary dream... I was there, I saw it.... I did it..."

"I think he's gone mad." Seamus whispered to Dean. I shot them both a look.

"Harry, you're not well," Ron said shakily. "Neville's gone for help..."

"Wait." I ask him, "What do you mean, 'I did it'?"

"I'm fine!" Harry said deliberately ignoring me. He turns to Ron, "There's nothing wrong with me, it's your dad you've got to worry about- we need to find out where he is- he's bleeding like mad- I was- it was a huge snake..."

He tried to get out of bed but Ron pushed him back into it; Dean and Seamus were still whispering somewhere nearby.

The dormitory was very tense. Nico and I looked at Harry whose eyes were staring into space. Finally I heard hurried footsteps coming up the stairs and Neville's voice again. I didn't know how much time had passed, one minute or ten. But, I guess that's normal for me because the ADHD.

"Over here, Professor..."

Professor McGonagall came hurrying into the dormitory in her old lady nightgown, her glasses perched on the bridge of her bony nose. Strangely she reminded me of Tia.

"What is it, Potter? Where does it hurt?" She asked.

"It's Ron's dad," he said, sitting up again. "He's been attacked by a snake and it's serious, I saw it happen."

"What do you mean, you saw it happen?" McGonagall asked.

"I don't know.... I was asleep and then I was there..."

"You mean you dreamed this?"

"No!" said Harry angrily. "I was having a dream at first about something completely different, something stupid... and then this interrupted it. It was real, I didn't imagine it, Mr. Weasley was asleep on the floor and he was attacked by a gigantic snake, there was a load of blood, he collapsed, someone's got to find out where he is..." He looked up at everyone staring at him. "Will none of you understand?"

"I believe you, Harry." I say.

"Says the Deatheater." Ron sneered.

"Mr. Weasley." McGonagall said, "What was that?"

"Er- nothing." Ron says quickly.

"I'm not lying, and I'm not mad!" Harry told her, his voice rising to a shout. "I tell you, I saw it happen!"

"I believe you, as well, Potter," said Professor McGonagall curtly. "Put on your dressing-gown- we're going to see the headmaster."

And with that Harry, Ron, and Professor McGonagall left for Dumbledore's office.

Me: I do not own any of the characters. All characters either belong to Rick Riordan or J.K. Rowling.
Fred: Let's open up a jokeshop!
Connor: *perks up* Can I help?
Travis: I want to help!
Fred: Who are you?
Connor: I'm Connor Stoll.
Travis: I'm Travis Stoll.
Connor/Travis: Awesome sons of Hermes counsellors of Cabin Eleven, survivors of both wars. Prank Kings!
George: No. Gred and I are Prank Kings.
Travis: No. That's Connor and I.
Fred: No. Forge and I are Prank Kings.
Connor: This could only mean one thing....
Travis: PRANK WAR!!!
Me: I'm scared.

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