A Whole New World

'Just hurry up!' Ron moaned at Hermione who was looking a little flustered.

'I'm trying!' She replied grabbing Rons hand which still made him blush.

'Stop arguing and let's go!' Harry (who had to put up with their arguing for years) urged Hermione as she took his hand.

'I don't know where...'

'ANYWHERE!' Harry shouted his nerves taking over; it had started off as a quiet trip to Diagon Alley but of course someone had to point out that it was Harry Potter in Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.  He was not keen to get trampled on...again. Hermione had run out of places to hide and was desperately thinking; maybe she didn't need anything to specific. I need a safe place where they will never find us. She thought for a minute she had splinched as she felt an unfamiliar tug at her stomach. Closing her eyes and praying for the best the three of them were pulled into the unknown; Hermione knew something was wrong because it didn't feel like they were appearating. It felt like they were taking a port key. Her grip on Ron was so tight she was sure she had broken his fingers; they spun faster and faster until it got out of control. Without any warning what so ever they crashed into something familiar and hard. The ground.

Harry felt a searing pain rush up his right arm as he tried to pull himself up. His glasses had been smashed against his face and he was sure a piece of glass was embedded in his cheek; his nose had the familiar feeling of being broken. With his left hand he pushed himself up and looked around, Hermione was sitting next to him only feet away. She looked pale as snow and Harry could see a deep graze trickling with blood going down one side of her body from where the material in her shirt had been burned away by friction. Her chocolate brown eyes where frantically searching for the boys.

'HARRY! Are you alright?' She asked crawling over to him and helping him up. She gave him a huge hug before turning his face to one side so that she could look at the glass and then examined his nose.

'The glass doesn't looks like it went in to deep and you're nose looks reparable.' Harry's eyes skirted the perimeter, what he saw next made his blood run dry. Lying feet away from him was a dragon with intense yellow eyes and dark green scales; Harry reached into his pocket for his wand and pointed it at the dragon. This however only seemed to anger it as the creature stood up and walked towards them making a low growing sound.

'Harry this does NOT look good.' Hermione said and Harry could see she had drawn her own wand as they backed away.

'OI!' Harry couldn't see where the voice came from but he recognised it; his heart lifted a little as he realised Ron was ok. Well 'ok' was a stretch for someone who was about to be eaten alive. A large twig flew towards the dragons head and missed but it was enough to distract the beast, it turned in anger towards Ron knocking Harry and Hermione away with its tail.
'RON! RON ARE YOU ALRIGHT?' Harry called, he could see Ron was stuck on a branch in a tree opposite; there was something golden hanging from its branches but Harry couldn't make it out what the glistening object was.

Harry and Hermione began throwing hex after hex at the creature but nothing seemed to work, it wasn't any kind of dragon Harry had met before. And he had met a LOT!
'Peleus!' Harry didn't recognise the new voice but it seemed to come from behind him, before he could react there was a wand at his throat...no wait it wasn't a wand it was a sword!? What kind of wizard fights with a sword? It was pressed tightly to his neck so he didn't dare turn around to make sure Hermione was ok. Then something was stabbed into his neck and before he knew it Harry's knee's had buckled, his vision blurred and went black.


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'OI!' Percy was about to enter the Athena cabin when he heard the cry from behind him; it sounded like it was coming from Thalia's tree. They really needed to come up with a new name for the old pine, because it wasn't really Thalia's anymore and there had to be something better than...DAMN his A.D.H.D had taken him of subject again. Percy looked towards Peleus and the pine; he couldn't see much from up here but there was definite movement. Turning to walk away the door  behind him opened. It was Malcolm one of Annabeth's older brothers, although he was the eldest child of Athena he hadn't been at camp as long as Annabeth...but then who had? He had straight mousy brown hair, he was also quite pale. The muscles Mal had gathered from years of training didn't look quite right on his frail body, his eyes where grey just like Annabeth's accept his left one was slightly lazily.

'Where are YOU going? Annabeth's just coming!'

'There's some trouble down by Peleus' pine.' Percy explained as Annabeth arrived in the doorway next to her brother.

'What's wrong?' Percy loved it when she was concerned, her eyebrows knitted together and her eyes went a cold grey. She was wearing denim shorts with the invisibility cap tucked into one pocket. Her wavy blonde hair was tied up in a messy bun making it easy to see her necklace that was beginning to become over crowded with 10 beads and her father's college ring.

'There's something going on down by the camp entrance, maybe some new campers in trouble?' Annabeth was by his side in seconds.

'I'll come with you. Are you coming to Malcolm?'

'No I think you guys will be able to do this, but if you need my help just shout. Cool?' Annabeth nodded.

'Ok once we're done I'll meet you by the Pegasus stables to look over plans for the new chariot.'

'Percy there are intruders at the gate!' Grover said running (or was it trotting) over. Percy frowned, an intruder? If it was a monster it would have either been invited in by a stupid camper who took pity on it (believe me it's happened) or they had yet another traitor. They could just about see the outlines of 3 people, one of them was stuck in the tree and the others where slowly backing away from Peleus who was coming towards them with a hungry look in his eyes. Sneaking behind the bushes Percy and Annabeth saw the backs of two people, one was a short skinny boy with messy black hair and the other was a girl with bushy brown hair. Ahead they saw the dragon had now turned his attention to the third member of the party, a pale red haired boy with blue eyes.

'Peleus!' He warned stopping the camps over sized guard dog harming the boy. Percy motioned to Annabeth and together they jumped the couple in front of them as Grover jumped down from a branch higher up in the tree and grabbed the red haired guy. Percy put his sword to the boys' throat careful not to cut him yet. He looked to the girl Annabeth was holding; she was rather pretty with big brown eyes and a delicate face. They looked about 18. The same age as Annabeth, Percy was nearly there though only another couple of days.

'3...2...1...' He mouthed stabbing the dart into the boy's neck. The Morpheus kids and the Hephaestus kids had created them together; they worked like a sleeping dart accept they were made with celestial bronze. Percy watched as the girl and the two boys drifted off to sleep.

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'Harry? Harry?' His eyes blinked as he looked up at Hermione; he went to reach for my glasses but stopped. He could see Hermione.  He could see her eyes, her nose, her mouth...everything was crystal clear even without my glasses.
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Hermione what...I can see...' He sat up, his body still ached like hell but there wasn't a scratch on him left. They had treated his wounds. Looking around he could see Ron was also lying in bed, opposite his own. The room smelt nice and clean, the beds where made with cotton blankets and thick mattresses, it was even better than his bed in Hogwarts. Outside he could see the  clear blue sky and hear the sound of people enjoying the sun. Despite this there was a burning fire in the fireplace but it didn't seem to make the room any hotter.

'I don't understand...'Hermione sighed from the end of my bed. 'They are defiantly not death eaters. We made sure every last one was put in Azkaban...'

'The world isn't split into good people and death eaters though, remember Umbridge?' Ron shivered and Hermione nodded gravely.

'Yes but they haven't done anything! They've healed us and kept us comfortable and...' Hermione ran back to her bed as someone walked in. It was a boy a little younger than them; he had sandy coloured hair and bright blue eyes. He was wearing an orange top with the words 'Camp half-blood' written in black above a picture of what looked like a thestral but it wasn't skeletal. What where they called? Those winged horses from Greek myths? He wore a necklace with 6 beads on; each had a small picture but he was too far away to make them out.  The boy smiled at us as he walked in.

'Ah you're all up! Thank the gods, It seems the Morpheus guys didn't realise how strong those darts were gonna be! My name is Will Solace; I treated your wounds...'

'What do you want?' Harry asked interrupting him.

'I think the real question is what do you want? This is OUR camp you have broken into, not the other way around.' Harry could see Hermione was thinking something over and Ron was just fiddling with the material of his bed.

'How come I can see?' He asked and Will smirked smugly.

'Oh that was me! I hope you don't mind. My brother Lee Fletcher found the cure, he was going to introduce it to the mortals but...anyway I'll go and get Percy!' The boy dashed out of the room and Harry looked to Hermione.

'What do you think camp half-blood is? Is mortal another word for Muggle? Although I thought mortal meant you could die. But wizards can die. Even pure-bloods. Do you think they're like the death eaters only, instead of purebloods they want half-bloods?' Ron asked and Harry shook my head.

'I don't know, maybe there a group of magicians that have broken away from society. Muggles and Wizards working together? Hence half-blood? They might have found a cure for death? After all somebody came up with a cure for my eyes!' Hermione didn't look up from the hands in her lap and didn't even try to find a hole in their absurd logic.

'What's wrong?' Harry asked and she looked up at him,

'It's just something he said...about Morpheus...I think...' before she could finish the door was pushed open. In the doorway where three people. The boy in the middle made Harry do a double take. He had black hair and green eyes, infact the only major difference between himself and this new boy is that Harry was a little shorter and less toned. To this boys left was a girl with had wavy blonde hair tied back in a ponytail and grey eyes that watched you as if trying to figure out how to get you in a headlock. The final one had curly brown hair hidden under an abnormally large hat (possibly a novelty) and a large goatie on his chin. His arms were rested on a pair of crutches.

'Hi, I'm Percy.' The black haired one in the middle said. This is Annabeth.' He indicated the blonde girl who scowled.

'I can introduce my-self! I am Annabeth and this is Grover. Can we come in?' Percy asked and Harry nodded. Each of them walked into the room nervously and pulled a chair from the corner to sit on.

'My name is Harry Potter. These are my friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger.'  Harry introduced.

'Hermione? Like the daughter of Helen and Menelaus?'Hermione nodded.

'Yeah my mother found the name when she was doing Classical Civilisation.' Annabeth smiled a little.

'Hang on I though Helen ran away with Paris.' Percy questioned, sighing the blonde rolled her eyes.

'Yes, but that wasn't until years later. Jeez do you even listen when I read those books to you?' Not wanting to respond Percy took one of the three goblets that was sat on a nearby table, and it filled up with a weird blue liquid but this didn't seem to perplex him as he took a sip.

'What is THAT?' Ron cried in disgust and Percy grinned cockily.

'Blue coke.' He took another sip and Ron asked:

'What's coke?' Hermione elbowed him.

'Ron it's a muggle drink now be quiet.' Harry couldn't help but laugh, what was strange was that Grover did as well.

'Sorry they kind sound like you two.' He pointed to Percy and Annabeth who both blushed.

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'What exactly are we meant to do?' Percy asked looking around the circle of camp leaders.

'What exactly did they say?' Remus the head of the Hecate cabin asked looking at Percy with a  strange twinkle in his one good eye.

'They didn't say much at all. They seemed more interested in finding out about are world.' Annabeth replied.

'Well of course they are! This is all new to them! I mean don't you remember what your first few days here where like?' Sebastian from the Demeter cabin put in.

'But they're not half-bloods. I mean they don't have the same presence Half-blood have.' Rachel muttered.

'They MUST be, I used ambrosia on them. And they're not dead.' Will proudly declared.

'No they're not...they're strange...' Rachel continued to say.

'Agreed.' Percy sighed standing up and wearily swiping his hand through his hair. 'Let's leave them to Chiron. He'll know what to do.'

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'Hermione what do you think this is?' Harry asked as they sat in the room waiting for the Activates Director to arrive.

'I'm not sure but...I've been thinking Morpheus is the Greek god of dreams and sleep. That boy Will he said 'the kids from Morpheus didn't realise how strong they were.''' Ron and Harry continued to look at her and she huffed moving over to the book shelf.

'Look at these. "The Trojan war part 1." "Heracles volume three." "Odysseus by Homer."  "The Greek Gods part four-hundred." "A guide to guessing your godly parent." Guys I think this is a camp for half-bloods.'

'Really 'ya think!?.' Ron huffed sarcastically.

'Half-bloods as in children of the Greek Gods.' Ron looked at Hermione as if expecting her to explain more but Harry was holding down laughter.

'Hermione did you bash you're head?' Before she could answer a centaur walked in and looked at them, he had a small fuzzy beard , curly hair and brown eyes that shone with interest at them like they were some new specimen of humans. In contrast his bottom half however was a beautiful white stallion.

'Harry, Ron and Hermione?' He asked and they all nodded.

'Welcome to camp half-blood! My name is...'

'Chiron the trainer of heroes.' Hermione said before he could answer.

'Here Percy telling me you were all completely ignorant.'  Chiron seemed impressed.

'Perhaps Percy is the ignorant one?' Hermione retorted and Chiron laughed, he reminded them all of somebody but none of them could quite put their finger on it.

'I never said he wasn't. Now would you kindly tell me everything about where you come from.' Harry did most the talking and explaining about the wizarding world to start with, he told Chiron of the ministry and Hogwarts and Quidditch. Then he told Chiron about his prophecy; Chiron listened carefully the whole time his eyes glistening and Harry remembered who he was like. It was like having both Dumbledore and Remus back. For the centaurs tortured animal eyes held something he had only seen once before in the amber eyes of the warewolf. However his composure and elegance but only one name in mind...actually 5. Dumbledore had a long name. When they had explained how they controlled their magic through  wands Chiron asked to look at them. Not trusting a total stranger Hermione refused to hand them over so Chiron had to do with simply looking at one from Harry's grasp. Then he turned to Hermione his eyes full of interest.

'How did you know I was Chiron?' Hermione blushed scarlet at Harry and Ron.

'I've been researching it for the ministry. They found some new ancient texts describing how wizards had been made; they mentioned a goddess named Hecate blowing her breath over her favourite humans at the beginning of time. At first we thought it was just some old drabble but the more texts we found all of them had the EXACT same story. I began to look up the Greek Gods and seeing whether the myths fitted together with the information we had.' Harry and Ron gaped at Hermione. How could she keep this from them? They supposed if she was under strict orders from the ministry...Then Hermione asked for information from Chiron and without hesitating he began to explain about the Greek Gods. He talked about how they had been born and how Zeus' had saved them. He told them a few myths and legends from ancient Greece and then began explaining about Greek Gods in modern times. Once he was clear they all understood EVERYTHING he said

'I think it is time you met Mr. D.'