Hi everybody! It's stickysillyputty, back with a new fic! This is my first crossover, and I'm so excited about it. A few important notes before you read; This is a next generation fic. It takes place nineteen years after the end of "The Deathly Hallows", and nineteen years after the end of "Blood of Olympus". The fic focuses on the lives of the children of characters from both stories. And, yes, several of them are my original characters. So without further ado….

Leo was making pancakes when he got the message. Calypso was sitting at the kitchen table reading the news. It was about as ordinary as a Sunday morning could be.

Suddenly, the air in front of him shimmered and then condensed into a cloud of silvery mist. After a moment, Leo could make out a face in the mist.

"Frank! How are you, man?! How's Hazel?" He asked, a grin spreading across his face.

They all kept in touch, of course, but he missed seeing his friends all the time. Frank smiled too, but his eyes were serious.

"Hi Leo. Look, how soon can you and Calypso get to Camp Half-Blood?"

Calypso stood next to Leo and peered into the Iris message, her brow slightly creased with worry.

"Is everything all right at the camp? Sammy hasn't gotten carried away with one of his pranks again, has he?" she inquired, with a nervous laugh.

"No, nothing like that. You know how Jason and Piper have been filling in at camp ever since Chiron went to visit his cousins in Britain? Well, they just messaged me. Chiron's back, and he wants to talk to us. Percy and Annabeth, Reyna and Matt; the whole gang. Even Will and Nico are coming. They'll have to use shadow travel if they want to get there quickly."

"Okay. I hate having to close the garage, but Calypso's been pestering me to take a day off anyway. She says I work too hard." He smirked at his wife, who rolled her eyes.

"Did Chiron give any reason for this impromptu get-together?" She asked. "You don't think… It's not another prophecy, is it?"

"I doubt it. Rachel would have contacted us herself if her daughter had given a prophecy. But you should get there as fast as you can. Chiron said it was urgent." With that, the Iris message closed, leaving Leo and Calypso feeling rather bewildered.

A few hours later, Leo and Calypso sat around the ping pong table in the Big House, along with nearly a dozen anxious couples. It was good to see so many familiar faces, though Leo was slightly worried about why they had been called there. Finally, Chiron spoke.

"I am glad you've all made it, especially on such short notice. I know you weren't planning on coming for several days to pick up your children." He said, gazing at them from the end of the table.

"It's great to see you too, Chiron, but I think we'd all like to know why it is that you've called us here." Annabeth said. Her blonde hair now had a few strands of grey, but her eyes were as piercing as ever.

"Yes, yes of course. Tell me, how many of you have children who are, or will soon be, eleven years old?"

Leo put up his hand, and was rather surprised when everyone else put up their hands as well.

"I knew our kids were all close in age, but that's a pretty big coincidence." Percy said, evidently as surprised as Leo.
Annabeth shook her head.

"I've told you, Seaweed Brain, there's no such thing as coincidences for demigods." Annabeth chided her husband, her expression darkening.

"Indeed, said Chiron. I called you here today to discuss the options for your children's futures. I know that almost all of you had issues in traditional schooling. I'd like to provide an alternative, so your children don't have to suffer as you did."

"Are you suggesting we take our kids out of school?" Reyna's husband Matt asked indignantly. Reyna put a hand on his arm, trying to calm him.

"I don't see the problem, Chiron." Jason said. "Several of us grew up in Camp Half-Blood or Camp Jupiter. We learned how to fight, and besides, the camps are the only safe places in the world for descendants of the gods."

"Yes… until recently that had been my belief. However, my European relatives have informed of another safe haven for children with special abilities." Will looked up excitedly.

"Chiron, are you saying what I think you're saying? Is there a camp for demigods in Europe?" Chiron smiled.

"Not a camp Will, but a school. A boarding school where students learn wonderful skills, things that I could certainly never teach. And yes, it is in Europe. My Scottish cousins live on the school grounds." Annabeth frowned.

"But Chiron… I thought there weren't demigods in Europe anymore? Sure, the gods resided there a long time ago, and perhaps the still visit occasionally, but a whole school full of demigods? That can't be." Chiron's cryptic smile widened.

"My dear Annabeth, you misunderstand me. I never said that these children were demigods. They are, in fact, witches and wizards."

As soon as the words left his lips, the room erupted into chatter. This was the stuff of fairy tales; surely Chiron wasn't serious? After a minute or so, Chiron called for quiet.

"The school is called Hogwarts. Students attend from the age of eleven to seventeen. They learn magic; magic of a sort I never knew existed. The centaurs who live in the forest surrounding the school introduced me to the Headmistress, a daughter of Hecate. She has only recently accepted the post at Hogwarts, but she ensures me that the school is very safe. They use similar enchantments to keep out unwanted threats and mortals―which they call 'muggles'―as we do to ensure the safety of our camp. I was skeptical at first, but after some demonstrations and a tour of the school, she had me thoroughly convinced. Not to mention the biggest benefit; there are far fewer monsters in Britain. Most of them died out when the gods left."

The room was silent for several long moments. Then Piper spoke.

"Chiron, are you seriously suggesting that we all move to Britain?"

"No, no, of course not. You all have careers here; besides, you are the best monster fighters I know of. You are needed here. However, I would like all of you to consider enrolling your children in this school. As you know, monsters generally start noticing demigods when the reach eleven or twelve years of age. If they stay at Hogwarts during the year, they'll be safe. They can return home during winter and spring vacations; and in the summer, they can return to train here at camp." Chiron glanced around hopefully at the assembled crowd. Nico stood up.

"How come this school is so eager to accept demigods all of a sudden? If they wanted to us to come, why not extend the olive branch years ago?

"As I mentioned earlier, Hogwarts recently accepted a new Headmistress. I am fairly certain that every previous Headmaster or Mistress was unaware of the existence of the gods and their children… Though I suspect their stories may be intertwined with ours in ways no one ever interpreted. This is part of the reason Twyla Fiddleworth invited your children to the school. She wants them to delve deep into the mysteries of the wizarding world, and see if they can find any connections between it and their own world; the world of gods and monsters." Once again, silence settled over the assembled crowd. Feeling uncomfortable, Leo broke it.

"Hey, I'm all for this!" Everyone, including Calypso, turned to stare at him. "Think about it people; wouldn't you have loved to go to some awesome magic school in Britain when you were that age? Plus, no monsters? How awesome is that? And British people have funny accents, funny food, funny everything! The kids will love it!" Everyone stared at him like he was on fire. He had to double check to ensure he wasn't. After a moment's pause, Rachel spoke.

"I think Leo has a point. It'll be a new experience, and they shouldn't have too much trouble adjusting. What do you think, honey?" Her husband Adam looked thoughtful.

"I know Cassandra would love it. I can't speak for the other kids, but they would all have a chance to learn something. And if they didn't like it, they could always back out and come home." The others gradually began to nod.

"Of course, the final decision is that of the children." Chiron hastened to add. "We cannot force them to do something they don't wish to. If they need convincing, though, you may want to mention that Hogwarts students will learn to fly on brooms during their first year. Is there anyone who is not willing to go forth with this endeavor?" Some of the parents still looked apprehensive, but no one spoke up.

"In that case…" Chiron withdrew seven thick envelopes, addressed to:

Mr. T. Grace
Ms. P. Jackson
Mr. S. Valdez
Ms. M. Zhang
Mr. A. Di Angelo-Solace
Ms. H. Martinez
Ms. C. Turner

"Oh, and did I mention school starts on the first of September?" Chiron said casually.

"That's in less than a week!" Annabeth exclaimed. Chiron chuckled.

"I assure you, there will be enough time. I would be grateful if you all proposed the idea to children today. That way they'll have a night to think about it. If they choose to accept the invitation, they'll have most of tomorrow to pack. You'll depart for Europe tomorrow evening, after the end of the summer ceremony. Then you'll have a couple days to buy everything they'll need, and maybe some extra time to sightsee. You're invited to leave any of your children who are younger than eleven here at camp for a few days, but I suggest you take them with you. They'll no doubt want to say a final goodbye to their siblings." Leo nodded somberly before speaking.

"Sound's cool. Is there any food around here? This meeting kind of interrupted my breakfast." Everyone else groaned and laughed, and his wife swatted his shoulder. He just grinned. Who'd of thought he'd ever get to visit Europe? Calypso had been telling him he needed a vacation, but this had to be more than anything she could have thought up.

Well? What did you think? Please review and let me know! Chapter two will be up shortly.