I am rewriting Back To Hogwarts, so hope you enjoy. It will have basically the same plot, but minus a few kinks and stuff.

In this fic, Annabeth was a student of Hogwarts, but suddenly disappeared during winter break. And now she's back!

Friday, August 29th

Annabeth P.O.V.

I sighed, looking out onto the strawberry fields and Thalia's pine tree. It had been almost three years since I left for anything other than a quest. And now, I was going to see all of my friends from Hogwarts again. I smiled, and turned back to Cabin 6 to pack.

When I had finished packing my things- just my computer, clothes, a picture of me and Percy, my wand, dagger, some nectar and ambrosia, and a pouch of golden drachmas, I slung my bag over my shoulder, and went to say goodbye to my friends. I hated leaving them, but I had to get back to normal life, sooner or later.

And soon, there was only one more person left to say goodbye to.

"I promise I will send you a letter at least once a week." I said softly, "I swear it on the River Styx." Thunder rumbled overhead, sealing the oath.

"I love you." Percy breathed. He pulled me close and kissed me carefully.

"I love you too." I mumbled after I broke off the kiss, "But, I have to go."

So, I climbed into the camp van and asked Argus to take me to the MacArthur Airport. Waving until Camp Half Blood was so far in the distance, Until I couldn't even see Thalia's pine.

When they arrived, I thanked Argus, and bid him goodbye. He waved as I walked away and wiped a tear from my eyes. I knew I wouldn't see Percy, Piper, Hazel or any of my friends until Christmas.

But, soon I would be going on another adventure all by myself.

_LINE BREAK_

After going through International Service, and baggage pickup, I looked around for the exit. It had been years since I had been to the London City Airport, so I didn't remember my way around perfectly. What with all my other stuff going on.

I soon found it and walked out into the cool night air, and hailed myself a taxi.

_TIME SKIP_

Saturday, August 30th

After taking a trip to Diagon Alley to replenish my supplies and books, I walked back to my room in the Leakey Cauldron to write a short letter to Percy about my stay so far in England. When I was done, I picked up a golden Transfiguration book and started studying.

Harry P.O.V.

"Guys, we only have two more years at Hogwarts." I told my friends as I packed my trunk of all my school books, quills, ink, my broom, etc.

"I know Harry. We have to study, study, and study if we want to get good grades on our N.E.W.T." Hermione explained sitting on Rons bed

"What does N.E.W.T. even stand for?" I asked

"Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Tests" Hermione stated

"Blimey Hermione, why do we have to study now?" Ron groaned, flopping down on his bed, like a dying fish.

"Tell me, do you know how to make the Felix Felicis potion?"

"No, but-"

"Shut up Ronald!"

Annabeth P.O.V.

Sunday, August 31

I walked onto platform 9 3/4, breathing in the scent of magic again for the first time in years.

But, I noticed something different. Everyone was staring. I ignored it as I climbed onto the scarlotte train, but still felt uneasy, and tense as I walked down the rows of compartments.

"Hi Neville!" I waved as I walked past his compartment

"Annabeth?" Neville muttered, "We thought you were dead! What happened?"

I paused, not sure how to explain it. I couldn't very well out myself and say I was a demigod. "Well, my friend went kidding, so I had to help find him. Then there was this whole thing about retrieving an ancient artifact, and I went there as well." I shrugged, smiled and waved as I kept walking.

Hermione P.O.V.

I sighed as I hauled my cart on board, knowing that I would have to suffer another year without my best-friend by my side. I knew, that although Ron and Harry we great, sometimes I needed to talk to someone who understood. Someone that wasn't related to Ron, or that wasn't crushing on Harry, or someone that wasn't always thinking of some made-up creature. And, that person was Annabeth Chase. My best friend since I was eleven years old.

Just then, I saw a familiar blond haired, grey eyed girl walking past my compartment. I quickly got up, ignoring Harry and Ron's curious stares. I opened the compartment door, and there she was.

"Annabeth?" I uttered. A face snapped towards mine, in a tense way, "Is that really you?"

"Hermione." Annabeth whispered and then rushed over to hug me tightly

"What happened? Where were you!?"

"Hard to explain. I will later."

Although Annabeth was smiling, I noticed something different about the way Annabeth carried herself. She seemed more tense and ready to fight. And not only that, but if you looked into her eyes, you could see a more broken quality to them. They looked shattered, sad.

"Annabeth," I started, "What happened to you?"

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