Demigods At Hogwarts

Annabeth Gets Confused *Melodramatic Gasp* (Percy's Perspective)

Thalia groaned.

"Why do the gods always feel the need to do that?"

"I don't know; It's annoying." I agreed.

Annabeth paced around the room.

"Let's look at the facts. Someone- we don't know who- is possessed by a really evil spirit and we need to learn magic to fight them. We can't trust anyone, but we know the gods can't reach us here- except Hecate, who could also be the possessed god."

"That sums it up well." I agreed. "Why couldn't Hecate just say that?" Thalia snorted. 

"You really think the gods would make our life that easy?"

"True." I reflected.

Annabeth's fingertips were pressed to her temples.

"The god could be sending spies such as demigods, wizards they contacted, or just normal mortals to report back on us."

We all fell silent at the new revelation, and Annabeth's pacing grew more agitated. You could practically hear the gears in her brain whirring.

"Or, when Hecate did that thing to us, she cursed us to follow her instructions, or narrow it down to a god that's not her, if she's the possessed god- the possibilities are endless!"

Annabeth walked faster and faster.

"Riddle's essence somehow just found its way out of its body and into another god, and Tyche was found paralyzed-" Annabeth abruptly stopped, her fingers curling into fists and flying down;  she stomped the sole of her shoe against the floorboards, making a resounding thump.

"It just makes no sense!" She cried. The rest of the group shot each other worried looks. If Annabeth, the intelligent, calm leader of the group who always kept her cool was reacting like this, it was only a horrible omen of what was to come. I walked up behind her and put my hands around her waist, resting my chin on top of her head. She relaxed, but only slightly. After all the time I had spent with the daughter of Athena, I understood how frustrating it could be to her when she couldn't figure something out.

"We can't rule anyone out! It's so confusing! Tyche could've even faked her own paralysis!" Annabeth started to tense up again.

I hugged her tighter.

"Calm down," I whispered in her ear. "It'll all come in due time. We don't need to figure it out right now." Annabeth eased up a little.

"You know, Seaweed Brain," she looked up at me, my sea-green eyes reflected in her gray ones, "that might've been the smartest thing you've ever said."

"Hey," Frank started. I jumped; I had forgotten the rest of the demigods were there. Annabeth chuckled quietly at my reaction. "So, I was thinking," Frank twiddled his fingers, "Hecate hasn't really told us how long we're going to be here." I groaned, along with Leo and Nico. That was just like the gods- always leaving out important bits of information and expecting us to find out. "Also, couldn't they just do the test thing that they did with Riddle's body on each of the gods to find out who it was?"

We looked at each other. That was a good idea, but sadly, it was never that easy.

"They must've thought about that at some point," Piper said, "maybe there's a reason it wouldn't work. Because they're gods, maybe?"

"Piper makes a good point," Annabeth added. 

"Hey, guys?" Leo interrupted. "How do they know it's a god and not like, a demigod that just snuck in or like, was there, and got possessed?"

There was silence for a few moments. Leo just stood there, looking awkward and waiting for a reply. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and, Leo being Leo, walked over to Reyna.

"Hello?" He waved a hand in front of her face. Reyna stepped back and shot Leo a look full of distaste. Leo backed up, his hands up like he had been caught in the middle of a crime scene.

"Leo is right." Annabeth intervened, saving Leo the embarrassment. "I'm not sure how the gods know it was a god that is possessed. They probably ruled out the option of a demigod, though, because a demigod most likely isn't powerful enough to paralyze a goddess, even a minor one like Tyche. However, another evil wizard sneaking onto the scene and being possessed is a completely plausible option. Gods or goddesses other than Hecate probably aren't familiar with wizard magic, so it's possible that a wizard could've used a paralyzing charm on her."

"That's a lot of 'probably'," I said, nervous.

Will changed the subject.

"Back to the gods, how do we know what Hecate was telling was the truth and that the gods aren't hearing everything we're saying right now?" Everyone looked up at the sky anxiously. I clutched my head. All of these possibilities- every new revelation made my temples throb. But I knew that Annabeth probably had it worse.

Leo tried to ease the mood.

"Hey, look! Death Breath's negative attitude is starting to rub off on Solace!" This clearly didn't do anything to help- rather it may have confirmed, from Nico's perspective, that Leo had a death wish.

I took a few deep breaths.

"I mean, that part of what Hecate said made sense- it's probably true." I tried to reassure them, but the other demigods still looked worried. I made a split-second decision.

"Hey, Old Thunderbritches!" Everyone looked at me, their eyes filled with fear. "Zeus is a stupid barf bag! Poseidon is better!" I yelled. I know, I know. Those were horrible insults. But in the nervous, frazzled state I was in, I couldn't think of any better ones. Thalia rushed to the window and breathed a sigh of relief when seeing that the night sky was still perfectly clear. No clouds blocked the view of the bright white stars dotting the sky. The rest of the group relaxed too, me included. The fear of what I had just done slowly relaxed its grip around my throat.

Annabeth smacked the back of my head.

"Ow!"

"Do you know what you just did?" Annabeth reprimanded. "What if Zeus actually was listening?!"

"Well, he wasn't, so-"

Annabeth smacked me again, then pecked me on the cheek.

"You are so, so stupid, Seaweed Brain."

"Well, that's how I got my nickname, right?" Annabeth smirked, and kissed me properly on the lips this time.

"Not to ruin this moment-" Hazel interjected, and any relief I had at that moment dropped into my stomach, "But don't we need wands?"

I perked up. I know, it seemed like a weird thing to be excited about, right? But after all the depressing new thoughts, it was nice to worry about something less important and confusing.

But we didn't worry for long, because as if on cue, 10 small rectangular boxes appeared on Annabeth's bed, each labeled with our names. I was the first one to shake out of my astonishment this time. I walked over and found the one with my name written on it in gold (they were written in Ancient Greek, so my dyslexia didn't interfere). As I lifted the black box, the dark satin top disappeared.

I rolled my eyes- the gods were so unnecessarily flashy- then gasped when I saw the beautiful wand waiting for me inside.