~Percy~

My body felt like it was floating in a cool bath, well that's what it felt like anyway. But the strangest thing about this was that I could feel my feet on the ground, and my hand clutched around the hilt of Riptide, I could also see, although I wished I couldn't, I wished that I could close my eyes, but I had no control over my own eyelids. Annabeth stood next to me with a strange look on her face that I had never seen before. Was she under this strange spell as well? She looked worse for wear, her shirt had some blood on it, and her curls were unruly.

An army was spread out in a valley below us, to one side stood a man with no nose with a woman next to him with frizzy black hair and on the other side a man who I recognised only too well, Tartarus.

In the distance, I saw the beautiful Hogwarts castle, the lake was gleaming in the sun, and even the Forbidden Forest looked inviting.

Move, a voice in my head said, and I felt my limbs move. Annabeth and I walked away from the army and towards the castle. Pretend everything is normal, the same voice said, run. I broke into a run at the same time as Annabeth also began running.

We arrived at the school out of breath and sweaty, we could have just escaped a monster army, which technically we had, just not of our own free will.

I could only hope that Annabeth was under this strange spell and that she wasn't doing any of this by choice. If she isn't under this spell then I'm going to find the fates and strangle each of them with their own wool.

We stumbled up the front steps and into the Great Hall, which looked like a war base. There was a council going on, including all of the teachers, all of the demigods and Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Neville, along with several other older students who I was sure were part of Dumbledore's Army.

Both my and Annabeth's legs gave way, and we collapsed in a heap on the floor.

All of the people around the table looked at us and gasped. As my eyes closed I saw them all sprinting towards us with stunned expressions on their faces.

~Jason~

We carried Percy and Annabeth to the Hospital Wing and set them down on beds. They both looked pretty beaten up.

Especially Percy who had a cut very similar to Harry's on his forehead, but it was still dripping blood so it hadn't made a scar. The Matron attended to their wounds.

"I told you they'd get back!" Hazel said happily. But I didn't think so, Tartarus wouldn't have ever let them get out, he must have let them go. But why.

Hazel must have noticed my frown, "you don't think they did escape. You think they were released?"

I nodded, "the question is why?"

"Let's wait for them to wake up, maybe they'll have some answers," Harry said. We all nodded and made ourselves comfy around their beds.

24.12.14
OMG GUYS. IN ENGLAND (where I live) ITS ONLY 4 1/2 hours until CHRISMAS DAY!!!!

So excited, good luck and I hope you all get everything you wish for.
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See ya after Christmas!