Demigods At Hogwarts

I Spill The Beans And Hope I Don't Make A Mess (Piper's Perspective)

(Lately, I seem to be unable to find memes that relate to the chapter.)

"Calypso!" Leo yelled excitedly. Calypso gazed in wonder at the sheer size of the hall; then the shout caused her head to whip around. Leo and Calypso held each other's eyes as they ran to each other and met in the middle, hugging. Calypso pecked him on the cheek- obviously leaving Leo a bit flustered- and Leo led her to the Gryffindor table.

"Students, this is another student who will be staying here for the next week, primarily for the ball. Similar to the exchange students," I winced as the rest of the hall's attention fixated on us, "she will be an honorary Gryffindor. And though she will not stay for long, she shall be sorted for the short time that she will be here. Calypso..." McGonagall trailed off and looked at Calypso imploringly.

"I don't have a last name." She answered. I could practically hear the students groaning inside their heads: Another one?

"Ah... well, please step up to the Sorting Hat." McGonagall requested. Calypso began to oblige, but Leo grabbed her arm and whispered something unintelligible in her ear. She nodded in understanding and walked up to be sorted.

The Sorting Hat, or "Arthur," stayed on her head for a few moments quietly. Then it paled and shook a little, and I could see everyone in the hall flinch, expecting another dramatic scene. However, the trembling passed quickly; although Calypso's face was still white.

"My, my." The Sorting Hat murmured quietly, but we could all hear it, "You've led a long life. Very long, tedious..." The hat took a few more minutes until it was done looking through her memories; understandable, as it had to watch hundreds of years go by.

"Ravenclaw! Your wisdom, acceptance, discipline, and reliability make you a truly formidable opponent." The hat announced. Calypso smiled. "Though you do need to control that temper a bit." The hat added. Calypso frowned like her tires had been punctured. Leo snorted quietly next to me, but Caypso heard it. She turned around and shot him a glare, as if he had ruined and stomped on her favorite dress. That sobered him up real quick.

He avoided her stare and continued to gulp down his mashed potatoes. Around half of it flew off the plate and landed in messy clumps on his shirt. He looked down in surprise and then up at Calypso, who was smirking. I snorted quietly. Luckily, the rest of the students in the hall seemed to have missed the strange occurrence. Leo sighed sadly as he grabbed a tissue to clean up the mess.

"I still think this is a very bad idea, Seaweed Brain."

"Well, it's the only idea."

"I know, and I hate it," Annabeth replied as I got ready to meet Shel. "Good Luck!" She addressed me. I sighed.

"I'll need it."

"You most definitely will," Annabeth told me, glaring at Percy. I smiled and waved as I walked out the door.

"Piper?" Shel called as she peered at me far away. Fortunately, she was out on the lawn alone. "Is that you?" She asked. I waved and jogged to meet her, the cold biting my cheeks and arms as the wind intensified. In my line of sight, Shel was but a shadow; however, I could tell it was her.

"Shel!" I pecked her on the lips when I reached her. She smiled, her bright brown eyes glowing cheerfully.

"I thought you were away! Are you back early?" She asked. I looked down.

"No... not really," I answered. Shel frowned in confusion, her eyebrows scrunching together adorably. "I just... there's a ball at the place I'm going to and the theme is witches and wizards and-"