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When Chiron first told them where their next quest was, Percy almost laughed. Considering he hadn't laughed since he was THERE, that said a lot. He had honestly let himself believe that maybe he and Annabeth were done with quests for a while, but the fates had other ideas. Apparently, no good dead, like saving the world, went unpunished. Annabeth had been watching him carefully as Chiron explained that they would be going to some school for magic in England. They would be disguised as a school competing in some magical tournament and their objective was to protect some kid with a scar on his head from an evil ghost man who had tried to kill him as a baby.

Chiron gave them each a wand. He explained that the wand was enchanted by Hecate herself. All they had to do was say the spell and the wand would do all the work. Of course, that also gave them two months to memorize all the spells these kids had years to memorize. Percy could see a lot of studying in his future. As they turned to leave, burdened with a pile of spell books, Chiron called Percy back. He nodded to Annabeth and promised to meet the others as soon as he was done.

"Percy, are you sure you can do this? This tournament can be very dangerous, and I wouldn't want to put you in a situation you're not ready for yet. I don't want you hurt," Chiron inquired gently. Here it was, his way out. It was his chance to say no, to stay home for once, while his friends went out to do the dangerous stuff. But he couldn't. He wasn't the person who could let others waltz into danger while he waited for a report. Besides, only the worthiest of the seven demigods going would be competing in the tournament and, with how screwed up his head was at the moment, that sounded like a Jason job. He took a deep breath and looked Chiron in the eye. "We both know that I can't just stay here Chiron. It would kill me more than going will. Besides, I doubt they'll choose me to compete."

He was happy that there was no quiver in his voice as he spoke. He sounded more confident than he felt. Chiron nodded, as though he had gotten the answer he was expecting. "And Annabeth?" he asked. Percy smiled slightly. Annabeth was doing better than he was, but she still struggling as well. It took time to get over something like that, he would think. "She'll be fine as long as we're together," Percy said in a slightly strained voice. Chiron nodded and told him to get studying, just in case.

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After all the excitement of the summer and the beginning of the school year, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were excited to watch as the three other schools arrived. They were impressed by the extravagant entrances of both Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, but they were getting impatient as they awaited the final school, Delphi's Academy of Magic. People kept glancing at the front gates, the sky, and the lake. Maybe that was why nobody noticed the group of people approaching from the direction of the forbidden forest until they were halfway across the grounds. It was unspectacular, as though they were deliberately trying not to draw attention. Not that it could have worked for long.

There was an unassuming, older man in a wheelchair, who greeted Dumbledore with a cry of welcome. Professor Brunner, as Dumbledore called him, must be their headmaster. Behind him, were seven students. They wore black robes, much like Hogwarts did with black pants and white shirts underneath. They each had a stole wrapped around their shoulders, either orange or purple, which must mean something at their school. But nobody seemed to notice what they were wearing because these seven people were the most beautiful people anyone at Hogwarts had ever seen.

There were two boys following closely behind Chiron, looking around them in awe. One was tan, tall and lean. He had black unruly hair that was swept casually to one side and a pair of sea green eyes. He actually looked kind of like Harry. He was wearing a blue tie and he kept flinching subtly at the sudden movements of students around him. The boy beside him was blonde and buff. He had neat blonde hair and startling blue eyes. He was wearing a golden tie and kept looking at the boy next to him worriedly.

Trailing behind them were three girls. The girl nearest them had blond curls pulled into a ponytail and calculating grey eyes. She was wearing a grey tie and kept looking at the castle as though admiring it yet trying to see where it could be improved. The girl beside her had her brunette hair braided back with a blue feather weaved into it. She had almond shaped eyes that were constantly changing color as she looked around. She was wearing a pink tie, which she was pulling at as though it had personally offended her. The girl beside her had coco-colored skin and her curly hair was pulled away from her face. She looked younger than the rest, maybe even younger than them. She was wearing a black tie that looked almost as though it were embedded with jewels.

Finally, there were two more boys making up the rear. One looked Chinese with a buzzcut. He was wearing a red tie and seemed to be watching the dark-skinned girl in front of him and tuning out the boy walking beside him. His friend, who was talking as though he didn't notice no one was listening to him, had dark hair and a mischievous smile. His tie wasn't quite as neat as his fellow students, but it was a mixture of red, orange, and yellow and looked as though it was on fire.

The delegation from Delphi followed Dumbledore and Brunner as they led them through the entrance hall and into the great hall. Harry, Ron and Hermione sat at the Gryffindor table and watched as the other schools found their seats. Beauxbatons chose to sit at the Ravenclaw table and Durmstrang chose to sit at the Slytherin table, much to Ron's disappointment. They were surprised when the seven students from Delphi chose to sit next to them at their table. They all listened as Dumbledore spoke. He welcomed the schools, introduced their headmasters and ministry officials who would be helping with the tournament, and then told them it was time to eat.

They glanced around as a feast appeared before them all, complete with several dishes they didn't recognize. They heard gasps and looked down at the Delphi delegation as they took in the food around them. To their surprise, the food closest to the oldest black-haired student seemed to all be blue. He didn't seem to mind as he started filling his plate as the blonde-haired beauty next to him laughed at him and rolled her eyes.

Suddenly, the blonde guy seemed to notice they were being watched and turned to them with a smile. "Hi, I'm Jason," he said. Hermione looked slightly stunned as he went on. "This is Piper." He gestured to the braided brunette beside him. "That's Frank and next to him is Hazel." He gestured to buzz-cut and the young curly-haired girl beside him. "That's Leo" he gestured to the younger black-haired boy across from him. "That's Annabeth and that idiot is Percy," he concluded, gesturing to the blonde and the boy with the blue food. Percy scowled at Jason around his blue Cheeseburger but elected to eat instead of argue.

Piper laughed and offered her hand to Ron, who took it looking at Piper as though she was made of glass. "Hi…I'm R-Ron," he stammered. Hermione rolled her eyes and punched Ron in the shoulder before turning to the new students. "and I'm Hermione. This is Harry." The others had started filling their plates, but Percy choked on his blue pumpkin juice. "As in Harry Potter?" he questioned.

Harry nodded slightly, well used to this reaction once people figured out who he was. What he was not expecting was the complete lack of curious questions. The new kids didn't seem to care all that much actually. They went back to eating. Annabeth and Piper began to ask the three British teens questions about the school and culture, none of which included Voldemort. Soon, the group were relaxing and becoming fast friends. There were some questions that the foreigners avoided, but that was only to be expected. They enjoyed desert and laughed as Percy pouted after Fred and George Weasley stole all his blue treacle tart.

Soon the food disappeared, and Dumbledore stood, ready to speak. "Now that we are all fed and full, let games begin!" There was a large cheer as a goblet full of fire was set on a stool in front of Dumbledore. "This is the goblet of fire. Those wishing to compete will put their names in the goblet and it will be the impartial judge that will decide who compete. Beware, once a champion is chosen, they cannot change their minds so only put your name in if you are ready to compete." He smiled down at the students. "Now, we have decided that for the safety of the students competing, we will be enforcing an age restriction. I will personally be drawing an age line around the goblet, so if you are under the age of seventeen, please do not try to cross it." There were cries of outrage and Percy looked sick, until the headmaster continued in his usual calm voice. "There is one exception to this rule, however. Due to the differences in teaching in America, the students from the Delphi Academy of Magic will be able to pass the line at the age of fifteen." There were several more cries against this, but Dumbledore seemed to be expecting this and easily disregarded it. He just smiled and sent them to bed, twenty-four hours before the champions would be chosen.

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Percy had been very nervous to come to this school, as his friends were more than aware, but the trio of students they were made to protect were more than inviting and soon he found himself relaxing slightly. They were enjoying their new friends, even the Weasley twins, and the food was delicious. When Dumbledore announced the age restriction of seventeen, Percy had felt the air rushing out of him and he had idly wondered if this was what it was like when someone was drowning. That meant it was either him or Annabeth. He couldn't let her compete, but he wasn't ready either. When Dumbledore continued, he let out a breath and noticed that Annabeth had started clawing his hand under the table. Jason and Piper were looking equally concerned and relieved that they were now in the running, while Hazel looked disappointed that she was the only one who wasn't.

They watched as Harry, Ron, and Hermione were pulled aside by one of the professors with a tight bun. She spoke to them before turning to the Weasley twins. They all turned back to their new friends with smiles on their faces. "Apparently, you guys will be rooming with us while you're here," said Hermione. They looked back at Chiron, who gave them a thumb up, and then followed them out of the great hall. The Americans seemed amazed by the castle, especially when the stairs started moving underneath them. On second thought, several of them looked sick when that happened, and they had all but jumped off the stairs when they came to a stop. Finally, they arrived at the Fat Lady. "Password?" she asked, eyeing the new people with just as much curiosity as they were watching her.

"Hercules," Harry said. He heard a chocking sound behind him, but none of the demigods showed it was them. Harry must be hearing things. They followed them into a comfortable common room and then their guides stopped. Hermione turned to the three girls. "Annabeth, Hazel, and Piper will be rooming in my dormitory through this door here. The boys will be over there. Percy and Jason will be with Harry and Ron, while Frank and Leo will be with Fred and George," she said, pointing at the doors that lead to the dormitories. They all nodded and bid each other good night. Tomorrow was going to be a long day and they all needed their sleep.

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