Chapter 27: Goodbye, Hogwarts!

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Second last chapter. *smiley face morphs into a very sad face*

This one's shoutout goes to @iamsodamnme who answered correctly. The one with the 'Golden Touch' was king Midas.

Percy🐳🐟🐚🐙🐡🐬🐋🐠

A few weeks later, Harry, Ron, myself and Hermione were walking next to the lake, talking about our plans for the holidays.

We all agreed that we definitely deserved one, after the horrific battle for a stupid prophecy in which Sirius, Harry's godfather and therefore the one he would've stayed with, died.

We also needed one to forget about Toadface, who was now thankfully somewhere under the custody of some centaurs. Reminds me, I have to ask Chiron if he can locate her.

"Me and my parents are going to Paris for a few weeks." Hermione said. "Ron?" "Just gonna be at The Burrow." He looked at me. "You have to come sometime."

"I will." I smiled. "Harry? What are you gonna do?" "Go back to the Dursley's and pretend that I don't exist for the next three months." He replied sadly. I raised my brow at this, but didn't say anything, knowing he was thinking about Sirius.

"Well," I said. "I'm gonna visit my mom in Manhattan and then go back to Camp Half-Blood with the other Greeks as soon as Lydia and Asiah went back to Camp Jupiter"

"So then you just train all holiday?" Ron asked and I nodded. "And kill the occasional monster, yes." Then we noticed that Harry seemed to be daydreaming.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked him. "I've been thinking about something Dumbledore said to me." "What's that?" Hermione asked. Harry looked at her.

"That even though we've got a fight ahead of us, we've got one thing that Voldemort doesn't have." "Yeah?" Ron asked. Harry looked at the three of us, before looking to Hogwarts Castle. "Something worth fighting for."

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