A Bet Won

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[They are all out of the Chamber of secrets. Theo's arm wrapped around a scared Ginny, as a dazed Lockard is following looking around the corridor in awe, Amara is leading the group looking tired, dirt on her face, hair falling out of her braids, clothes ripped with patches of blood from her previous wound, the sword still in hand with the blade dragging on the floor leaving a slight trail of blood as she walks]

"Well that was fun" Amara says with a smirk, most look at her as if she was crazy.

[Blaise is seen coming out from the kitchen as he spots the group looking confused with food in hand]

Amara: I owe you five gallons [Amara states tiredly as she continues to walk past him up to the entrance to Dumbledore's office]

"Oh, right the bed" Grover says in realisation.

"Yup, got me my five gallon" Blaise says smugly.

[Blaise looks even more confused and looks to Blaise for an explanation which he just gestures he will explain later. Blaise shrugs, watching the group keep walking as he turns to go back to his common room, food in hand]

"You reacted as if this is a common occurrence" Annabeth chuckles.

"Because it is" Blaise shrugs, which raises many brows.

[The screen follows the group as it slowly focuses on the sword in Amara's hand. There, an engraved name glimmers above the ruby-encrusted hilt 'Godric Gryffindor' It shimmers, then the screen turns back]

"No fucking way" Tracy breathes out in awe.

"So the sword you killed the Basilisk with..." Percy says slowly.

"Was Godric Gryffindor's, one of the four founders of Hogwarts" Amara finishes off proudly with a smug smirk on her face.

"Next we have Amara Potter and Percy Jackson, The Lightening Thief" McGonagall tells everyone.

"Fantastic" Amara says unimpressed, the Gods are reflecting her look, not happy their secrets are being let out.

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