Chapter 5
The above is a picture of Loki/Mayhem.
Hermione's POV
Due to the fact that we were all being forced to go back to Hogwarts to repeat our seventh year, all of the surviving members of the Order of the Phoenix had gotten together at the Burrow. All of the Weasleys, Harry, Mcgonagall, everyone. We had just sat down for dinner when an ear splitting boom rang out and the ground shook as though an asteroid had hit the ground.
"What the bloody hell was that!" Ron exclaimed, leaping out of his chair, only to be smacked upside the head by Mrs. Weasley and myself simultaneously for his language.
As they group starts arguing about what could have possibly made the noise, I wander over to the window to look outside. In the fading sunlight, I see what looks like dust or smoke rising from the far side of the hill to the North.
"Everyone quite!" I yell, "Look! something crashed into the ground" Rushing outside, we crowd near the front door staring at the dispersing dust.
Taking control, Mrs. Weasley starts to tell everyone what to do. Pointing, she says, "You lot approach from the East, the rest of us will approach from the West. We don't know what it is so be careful but we need to figure out whether or not it is a threat due to its proximity to the Burrow. If something happens, send up red sparks and everyone else will meet at your location." After hearing a chorus of yes ma'am, she heads off, marching towards the site and slowly the rest of us follow.
Cresting the hill, I can't help but to gasp at the sight before me. On the previously gently sloped decline now rests a monstrous crater at least fifty feet across and fifteen feet deep. From all around a hear calls of people asking if anyone else is seeing the crater and if anyone knows what could have caused it. Creeping forward I glance down until, as the dust clears more, I see what looks like a... foot? Sending up red sparks to call everyone else, I stare at the bottom of the crater, waiting for more to be revealed.
"Hermione, what’s wrong? What did you find?" Glancing up I see Harry with the rest of them not far behind.
"Is it just me or does anyone else see a foot," glancing back down I see that now more has been revealed, “wait no, a leg at the bottom of the crater?"
"Ventus" Mr. Weasley states, casting the jinx towards the crater, blowing the rest of the dust away. We all watch wide eyed and silent as the form of a young girl is revealed, lying at the bottom of the hole. Leaping forward, Charlie Weasley slides down to the bottom where the girl is curled up. Reaching down, he touches the side of her neck, then moving his hand to in-front of her nose.
Looking up he shouts, "She has a heartbeat and she's breathing, but she looks pretty banged up. She must have fallen down in the hole while the dust was obscuring its presence."
With a cluck of her tongue Mrs. Weasley tells him to pick the girl up and, after lowering down a latter that was retrieved when he first went down, to bring her up. Carrying her back to the Burrow, Charlie lies the girl down on the couch. Darting over, Fleur checks to make sure that the girl doesn't have injuries, before backing away and heading over to Bill Weasley's side. With nothing else left to do to help her, we head back to the dining room to continue dinner and to wait for the mystery girl to wake up.
Percy's POV:
Where am I? Gods why did I ever trust a goddess with my life. I mean I would trust, like, Hestia with my life but aside from that, not really anyone else. I actually think that she is the only one of the gods or goddess' that I haven't actually managed to piss off in some way or another. But what did I do to Hecate? I didn't think I had actually met her, outside of catching glimpses of her during battle, so how could I have made her mad? Wait a second, her daughter is Circe. She must still be mad about the whole 'letting a bunch of bloodthirsty pirates loose on Circe's island while escaping on said pirates ship' thing. That must be it.
As I slowly drift towards consciousness, I begin to hear a bunch of different voices floating in from what must be a different room. That or they just talk really weirdly. Or my hearing got messed up when I landed. Or... Percy, focus, you are in some strange place you have never been to before after falling hundreds of feet because you angered a goddess, who then ratted you out to her mother, who then decided to punish you even though you didn't have much of a choice at the time, and she had turned me into a guinea pig, and... DUDE FOCUS. Okay. What is the problem at hand?
Using the water particles in the air I feel around the room to try to figure out where I am. Well it feels like I am on a couch and there is a small table in front of it so I must be in a living room of some sort. There is a large doorway off to the side where the voices are coming from. In that room I can sense a bunch of people, probably a dozen or more, sitting around a... table? Okay either I wasn't out for very long or I was out for at least a day because I can hear crickets chirping outside, which means its either morning or night, and since I can't sense any morning dew outside it must be night. Bam! That's some bonafied Sherlock Holmes sleuthing right there, courtesy of the one and only Persephone Jackson. SherSher would be so proud!