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Percy: what are you doing?
Annabeth *standing on a table*: Nothing. I live here, I can stand wherever I want.
Percy:
Annabeth:
Percy: Where's the spider?
Annabeth *points at a chair*: under there.
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Percy Jackson probably at some point: things didn't go exactly as planned, but I'm not dead so It's a win.
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Percy *opens the door to for Annabeth*: after you
Annabeth : no, after you
Percy: no pl-
Leo *pushes them so he could pass than holds his head high*: no. After ME.
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A letter to Sirius.
Dear Sirius, I'm sorry the place that was supposed to be home never was. I'm sorry that the people who were supposed to love you unconditionally did the exact opposite.
Dear Sirius, I'm so sorry that when you finally found a place to call home, when you finally found people who loved you unconditionally, found people you could call family they were ripped away from you in the most cruel way possible.
You were brave.
You were beautiful.
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Professor McGonagall: Where's Mr. Black?
Peter: Doing stuff.
Professor McGonagall: I don't like the sound of that. Where's Mr. Lupin?
Peter: Trying to stop Sirius from doing stuff.
Professor McGonagall: And Mr. Potter?
Peter: Trying to stop Remus from stopping Sirius from doing stuff.
Professor McGonagall: I see... And what are you doing here, Mr. Pettigrew?
Peter: I'm supposed to stop you from stopping James from stopping Remus from stopping Sirius from doing stuff.
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