Chapter 7

                                    

                                          
(Percy P.O.V)
After the sorting, the demigods were approached by Professor McGonagall. Just from her posture, fast way of walking, and the air she held around her, Percy could tell this was a woman not to be messed with, lest you risk incurring her wrath(Why do women have to be so scary?). In many ways, she reminded him of Athena and to a lesser extent, Annabeth.
"Students," she began in a hushed voice "Chiron has informed me of your, ah, situation and so we have made arrangements so that you do not have to sleep in different dormitories. Instead, we have made a separate dorm room for you. It is near my Office on the seventh floor, so you can contact me at any time. Conveniently, it is also near the Room Of Requirement, which can be used as a training room if you wish."
"Thank you for being so accommodating, Professor," Annabeth said. 
"It is nothing, child," she replied with a wave of her hand "Now go and join your table for dinner."
At her command, the group split up, all going to our designated tables. Percy went to the table with the flag embossed with the design of a badger and the yellow color theme, followed closely by Will, Frank, and Hazel.
Percy sat down beside a redheaded girl who introduced herself as Samantha. She was a second-year student, who had a younger brother named Todd in Ravenclaw. Percy struck up a conversation with her
"So, Samantha, what are the classes here like?" he asked.
"They're really fun, Percy! My favorite classes are Transfiguration and Defence Against The Dark Arts."
Percy looked at the empty plate before him as McGonagall announced the beginning of the feast.
"How are we supposed to eat? Do we like, tell the plate what to give us?"
"No, silly," she giggled "Where did you get that idea? Just wait a few moments."
"Well, that's how the meals were served at our school," he said, before gesturing to Will, Hazel, and Frank "These are my friends Hazel, Frank, and Will. Guys, this is Samantha.
"Nice to meet you Hazel, Frank, and Will."
As she finished her sentence, a feast of certifiably gigantic proportions appeared in front of them. There was everything, from veg(which Piper would be very happy about) to non-veg, from falafel and vegetables to ham, steak, and ribs. They also had a bright orange juice, which Samantha introduced as pumpkin juice.
"Well?" she prompted "Dig in."
And so he did, pouncing on the food like a lion on a deer, trying out basically everything on the table, amazed by how good it was, a sentiment shared by his other friends. After dessert, McGonagall got up to make an announcement.
"I hope you had an excellent feast! Now, for the regular yearly announcements- the Forbidden Forest is banned to all students, and anything from Weasely's Wizarding Wheezes is to be confiscated by our caretaker, Mr. Argus Filch. Our new DADA teacher will be arriving tomorrow, just in time for the classes.
Now, students, follow your prefects to your dormitories, and the foreign students, follow Mr. Filch to your own dormitory. The prefects are-
Ronald Weasely and Hermione Granger for Gryffindor.
Dean Hancock and Padma Patil for Ravenclaw.
Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson for Slytherin.
Ernie McMillian and Hannah Abbott for Hufflepuff."
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The demigods followed a grizzly, thin old man through the glorious halls of Hogwarts, their jaws dropping at each new thing they saw, from the moving staircases to the talking paintings and the secret passages until they reached the seventh floor.
On the way to their dormitories, Filch pointed out the headmistress' office, which was hidden behind two gargoyles and required a password to enter. He also pointed out the Room of Requirement, which could be accessed by walking three times back and forth in front of the wall opposite to a wall on which a tapestry (Annabeth shuddered at the mention of the word) depicting a barmy old codger trying to-and failing to-teach trolls how to do the ballet (Otis would have approved), which ended in him being cobbled by said trolls.
Finally, they stopped in front of a large portrait of a wizened old man with half-moon spectacles, a twinkle in his eyes, and a very long beard. Filch left them here and departed.
"Hello there, demigods! I am Albus Dumbledore, the old headmaster of Hogwarts. Speak, friend, and enter."
"Melon," Leo replied, and the portrait swung open, revealing a massive room that Dumbledore gestured to enter.
They strode in, looking around the room in awe. There were many plush chairs sitting around the room. Twelve tables stocked with supplies such as ink and quills, and a massive fireplace surrounded by a few sofas, to relax after a long day, Percy supposed. There was an absolutely gargantuan set of shelves that they could use to store their armor and weapons.
The room then seemingly readjusted itself for them, as the walls decorated themselves with many a picture, ranging from those of their childhoods to those taken just after the defeat of Kronos.
"Wow. This room is amazing." Percy remarked.
"Yeah, it is," Leo replied.
They deposited their trunks on one of the sofas, which elongated itself to accommodate all of them before heading towards the staircase which led up to seven rooms, one for Percy and Annabeth, one for Jason and Piper, one for Will and Nico, one for Leo and Calypso, one for Frank and Hazel, one for Thalia, and one for Reyna.
Percy and Annabeth's room was rather excellent, the two thought as they entered their room. A large, comfy bed, a bookshelf, and a coffee maker with espresso beans, milk, and sugar. After thoroughly checking out their room, they made their way into the main room to meet up with the others.
When they got to the main room, the others were already there, and so was Minerva, who had come by to see if they had settled well.
"Since we're still on American time and it's like 5 pm there, none of us are going to be able to sleep. Why don't we go train?" Frank suggested.
"That's a pretty good idea. We can train for a few hours before going to sleep." Reyna said, giving her assent.
So they went out of their dorm, received a vague warning from Dumbledore, and made their way back to the tapestry of the troll ballet. Annabeth walked back and forth thrice, muttering 'We want a very large, safe place to practice where we will not be found and can use our powers.'
"That reminds me, when can we use our powers again, Will?" Nico asked.
"Well, we don't have any records of a child of the Big Three wielding their father's weapons, so we don't know how much of a toll it takes on you, but judging by the fact how haggardly the three of you look nowadays, give it a few months."
"Hey!" the trio protested in unison "A few months, really! And we don't look haggardly!" 
"Yes, you do." Piper, Annabeth, and Will said pointedly
Then, the doors to the Room Of Requirement opened, and their jaws dropped for what seemed like the hundredth time that day.
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(Harry P.O.V)

"Oh, my god!" Hermione exclaimed, "One of them, Piper McLean is the daughter of the famous actor Tristan McLean."
"Wait, wha-?" Ron said, "Never mind. These students feel strange to me."
"I get what you mean, mate. They radiate this aura, an aura of power, that makes me feel that I should bow to them." Harry replied.
"Yeah, especially Hazel, Nico, Thalia, Jason, and Percy. They exude power." Hermione said,