* A Yule To Remember *

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"Who's Nicholas Flamel?" Harry asked.

"Nicholas Flamel is a French wizard and famed alchemist who was the only known maker of the Philosopher's Stone, a legendary substance with incredible powers. But why do you want to know?"

"At Hogwarts-"

"I thought you went to Durmstrang?"

"Expelled from doing necromancy. Anyways," she told her everything and Annabeth nodded.

"Well, he is still alive. Due to the stone being some sort of Elixir of Life. He and his wife remain alive today. They were known during Grindelwald times." Annabeth said.

"Thanks Annie."

"Now I'm off to kill the Stolls."

"Hey, it was Connors idea! He put it in your bunk." A Hermes girl said.

"Thank you Jazmine." Annabeth smiled.

"You think we should stop her?" Harry asked.

"Probably, let's go." The two ran after Annabeth who flung herself at Connor but the shadows warped around her, catching her and not allowing her to move.

"Calm down Annie." Moiré said.

"Shouldn't you get back to school?"

"No, it's Yule." Moiré shrugged.

"Oh yeah, hey. I heard the Apollo kids are leading a camp fire!" Annabeth said.

"Wanna come Harry?"

"Fuck yeah!"

They sat around the camp fire.
(" for the Apollo kids, ' for the rest. "' for all of them.)

"This is a repeat after me song."
'This is a repeat after me song.'

"I said a boom chicka boom."
'I said a boom chicka boom.'
"I said a boom chicka boom."
'I said a boom chicka boom.'
"I said a boom chicka rocka chicka rocka chicka boom."
'I said a boom chicka rocka chicka rocka chicka boom.'
"Uh-huh!"
'Uh-huh!'
"Oh yeah!"
'Oh yeah!'
"One more time."
'One more time.'

And they did loads of versions. Like mouse style.

"'Kumbaya my Lord, kumbaya
Kumbaya my Lord, kumbaya
Kumbaya my Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya
Someone's singing Lord, kumbaya
Someone's singing Lord, kumbaya
Someone's singing Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbayah
Someone's crying Lord, kumbaya
Someone's crying Lord, kumbaya
Someone's crying Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya
Someone's praying Lord, kumbaya
Someone's praying Lord, kumbaya
Someone's praying Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya'"

The night ended with chuckles and cheers, to the gods. Everybody began scraping food into the fire.

"Oh, things couldn't be worse
When your parents run the universe." Luke Castellan began.
"'Oh, things couldn't be worse
When your folks run the universe!"' Everybody joined in.
"My dad is Hermes, he messengers things
You'll know his sign by his shoes with those wings
I wait by the phone, but, the phone never rings!" Luke sang.
"'Oh, no...'"
"When your dad's a god, life can be tough
I met the guy once
And once was enough (oh, I hear that)
Annabeth!" Luke finished and the spotlight turned to Annabeth.
"Well, my mom's Athena, she's smart and she's wise
She swore off gluten and she swore off guys
But if she came to came, it'd be a surprise
Oh, no..." she sang.
"'Oh, no...'"everybody joined in.
"Oh, and my stepmom, she hates me and my dad works all day
So I left Virginia
And I ran away!"
"Wait, is that true?" Harry asked Moiré.
"Everybody..." Luke interrupted.
"'Oh, things couldn't be worse
When your parents run the universe
Oh, things couldn't be worse
When your folks run the universe'"
"Alright, who's next?" Moiré called.
"Oh, let me see, um
My mom's Demeter, goddess of grains
She gets excited when it's starts to rain
But planting and planting and planting's a pain!
Oh, no..." Katie Gardner from the Demeter kid Cabin sang.
"'Oh, no...'"
"Right?
For their 16th birthday, my friends got a car!
I got a fern in some dumb mason jar!" She sounded frustrated.
"Ooh, ooh, my turn!
I'm the child of Pan, god of the wild
For those who love nature they're often beguiled
He's not really my dad, but I'm sort of his child
Oh, no..." Grover, a satyr much to Harry's surprise, began to sing.
"'Oh, no...'"
"He went for a hike, to explore new frontiers
And no one has seen him
For thousands of years!"
Grover began crying and sat down, Annabeth comforted him.
"'Oh, things couldn't be worse
When your parents run the universe
Oh, things couldn't be worse
When your folks run the universe!'"
"Chiron! Who's your dad?" Harry asked.
"Oh, well...
My father is Kronos
Remember my lecture? He ate his children." Chiron replied.
"Chiron wins! (Yeah, his dad's definitely the worst)
How about you, Silena?" Luke asked.
"The goddess of love, my mom's Aphrodite
She tried to be cool, but mainly she's flighty
I'll bring home a boy, and she's there in her nighty!
Oh, no!
It's so embarrassing, guys!
I try to seek help, from even the fates
'Cause she steals my mascara
And all of my dates." Silena cried.
"Oh, things couldn't be worse
When your parents run the universe
Oh, things couldn't be worse!" Everybody sang, Moiré took out her guitar and began strumming.
"But I don't care where our parents may be
As long as you are here with me!" She said.
"'We don't care where our parents may be
As long as you are here with me
As long as you are here with me!'"

The campfire ended and Harry turned to Moiré, "Woah! Now that's a Yule to remember."

Moiré chuckled. "It indeed is."

They returned back to Hogwarts as if it was nothing and they were there the whole time.

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