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Harry's pov

Me and Ron hurry back to the Great Hall to talk to Hermione.

"Hermione! You have to come with us. We need to talk to you!" Ron says.

Hermione takes one look at our faces and follows us back to the common room.

"What's wrong?" She asks clearly worried.

"Me and Ron were down by the position room when we saw Draco and Luna come out of the position room, and they were crying! Then after they left like a minute later Percy came out. He wasn't crying. We think that Percy made them cry." I explain.

"You made me come all the way up here to tell me that you think that Percy is a bad guy. You've told me that at least five times. In the last day! Percy, Luna, and Draco have clearly known each other for a while. You have no idea what he told them. Maybe he wasn't the person who made them cry! Have you tried asking before you just jump to conclusions?"

Ron and I shook our heads. We didn't ask. We had just guessed. We tell Hermione that we will go ask Luna.

We walk back down to the Great Hall. On the way there we see Luna walking up to her room. She is still crying.

"Luna! What's wrong?" I call. She comes over to us.

"I just found out that someone killed my best friend."

"Oh my gosh! That is horrible! Do you know who did it? Was it Percy? I bet it was Percy!" I say.

"How could you!" She yells. "Percy would never hurt anyone! He wouldn't hurt a fly! He is the most loyal person I've met! He is more loyal than you two will ever be!" She runs off.

We tell Hermione what happened, and that we don't know why Luna got so mad. She yells at us for being idiots.

Percy's pov

TIME SKIP TO DINNER

I was sitting in the Great Hall with Hermione when a bunch of owls fly in.

"What are they doing?" I ask.

"Well, cell phones don't work here. So, everyone writes letters and the owls deliver them."

A white owl with black spots lands by me.

"You got a letter!" Hermione says. She shows me how to take the letter off. I open the envelope. I pull out the letter and right away I recognize the handwriting. Annabeth.

Dear Percy,

As you might have guessed I was more than a little mad when I found out that you were gone and that no one knows how long you will be gone. I was even madder though when Chiron told me that the only way to talk to you was to write a letter and have an owl deliver it. That seems a little odd if you ask me.

I don't know if you are aware but when we last IMed it cut out quite a bit. I was unable to understand what you where trying to say. So, if that Seaweed Brain of ours can remember what you where trying to say write me a letter. You better write me letters often.

Don't do anything stupid (I know that will be hard for you). Write me a letter soon. Don't get yourself killed. I love you.

Love,
Annabeth

I read the letter and laugh. That sounds just like Annabeth. Hermione asks me what's so funny. I tell her that my girlfriend sent me a letter. She frowns when I say girlfriend. I wonder why. I have notice that a lot of girls look at me weirdly here. I never thought much of it though. Speaking of girls I look around for Luna I don't see her though. I see Draco and go to talk to him.

"Hey, Drake! (That's what we called him at camp) Have you seen Luna?"

"Not sense this afternoon. Why?"

"I just wanted to make sure that you two were ok, and I didn't see her."

"Maybe she went back to her room. We can go see."

"Ok, let's go."

Draco leads me out of the Great Hall, up to the fifth floor, to the west. Finally we stop in front of a big wooden door with a knocker shaped like an eagle.

"To get in we have to answer a riddle," Draco tells me. We knock and the eagle talks.

"What is the creature that walks on four legs in the morning, two legs at noon and three in the evening?"

Me and Draco look at each other. I laugh. "It's the Sphinx's riddle! Annabeth was so mad when we met her and she had different riddles. She went on forever about how it wasn't fair that she changed it!"

"So, you know the answer?"

"Annabeth would kill me if I didn't! Man-who crawls on all fours as a baby, then walks on two feet as an adult, and then uses a walking stick in old age" I answer. The door opens and we walk in.

We walk into a circular room. It has one fireplace, chairs, and bookshelves filled with books.

"Luna!" I yell.

"Go away!" She yells back.

"Come down or I'll come up and get you! We just want to make sure that you are ok! "

After a little more yelling and fighting she comes down. She is crying so, Draco and I give her a hug.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"I was walking back here, and I saw Ron and Harry. They asked why I was crying. I told that I just found out that my best friend was murdered. Harry told me that you probably killed her, and Ron agreed with him. It made me so mad that I yelled at them and come back up here," She explains.

Saying I was mad was an understatement. I was furious. Harry and Ron can make fun of me all they want, but when they hurt my friends that is when they have gone too far.

I turn to the door.

"Percy, stop! " Luna calls.

"No Luna, they hurt you. I need to go talk to them."

"Percy, please. what they did is unacceptable, but you can't do anything about it." Draco says.

I didn't like it, but he was right. I couldn't do anything. Draco made me promise I wouldn't do anything.

TIME SKIP TO THAT NIGHT

I was sitting in the common room writing a letter to Annabeth.

Dear Annabeth,

Sorry, I didn't call to tell you I was leaving. I tried to but you didn't answer your phone. So, I called Chiron. He said that he would explain everything. I think that he did.

I know that the IM was being weird. Here is what I was trying to say;

I'm a wizard. I'm going to a Wizarding School. I have another evil grandfather. I found some old friends! They miss you. I love you.

I found Luna and Draco! They are not dead. They have been here The whole time! I also found Snape. He used the Mist to make it look like he died. When he didn't. His mother made him do it.

I will try to write to you often. Make sure you wright back. I love you Wise Girl.

Love,
Percy

Hermione was looking at me from her spot. "Who are you writing to?" She questions me.

"My girlfriend." I respond.

"Tell me about her."

"Her name is Annabeth. She's 17 years old. She has long blonde hair that she always wears in a ponytail. Her eyes are a stormy gray/grey. She is tall, but not as tall as me. Her birthday is July 12th. She has two younger half brothers who are twins. I meet her when we were 12. We both hated each other. She started to like me when we were 13, and I started to like her when we were 14. We had our first kiss under water on my 16th birthday. That is also our anniversary. She always has a plan. She calls me Seaweed Brain, because I love the ocean and I'm not always smart. I call her Wise Girl, because she is super smart. She is the smartest person that I know, and I know a lot of really smart people. She is perfect. (While I was writing this "My Grand Plan" was playing from my playlist! )

Hermione's pov

Percy tells me all about his girlfriend Annie. He makes her sound like a goddess. He says that she is the smartest person that he knows, but I have to be smarter than her. He says that she is perfect.

"Nobody is perfect."

"You're right she is."

What!? Maybe there really is something wrong with him. Maybe Harry and Ron won't completely wrong when they told me that somethings up.

A/N Hi, I know that that was not my best chapter, but I tried to make it a little longer, because the last few have been short.
- Alex