Summary of Story: The campers are new students in Hogwarts. It was strange that they joined the Golden Trio in the beginning of their 7th year. Tensions, and doubts rise as the school adapts to an ever changing Wizard world after the war. That is when they are hit with a secret kept by a select few members of the wizarding world.

Chapter 1: The Beginning

Percy

Shivering in the morning air, we all stood in front of Zeus, listening to his monologue about our new quest. In a very solemn tone, he explained to us that we needed to learn about magic (I think) and pretend to be wizards. Honestly, I think he lost it. It was probably a late April Fool's joke on us, maybe the gods were bored. Okay, maybe that's not entirely true. But still, who could possible want us to go to a school that was called Hogwarts? An what was this bullshit about waving a stick? Zeus didn't seem to understand the absurdity of everything that he was saying. He kept talking about how we needed to train and what the "quest" was. After what seemed like an hour of explanation, he finally left with a warning.

"This is a very important task children, you must take care." Zeus looked grave as he said that comically unbelievable tale, and took off in a flash of light.

Unsure of what to do next, we all awkwardly stared at each other. No no one spoke for a while. For the first time that morning, I realized how many of us were there. There were some Romans, but not many. We only had Jason, Hazel, Frank and Reyna. However, we did have Clarisse, Chris Rodrigues, the Stolls, Annabeth, Rachel, Grover, Katie, Piper, Leo Malcolm, Nico, Thalia, and Will from Camp Half-Blood.

We were standing close to the camp border, to be away from the eavesdroppers at camp. It didn't matter though. No one would hear us, nor would anyone care. Everyone was asleep; it was 5:00 on a Sunday morning. Pretty much everyone looked cranky at this point for being woken up this early for absolutely nothing. I don't think even the Athena kids understood the total nonsense Zeus spewed about people who waved sticks to make magic in an unknown part of the world. He was probably drunk.

Leaning towards me Thalia whispered, "Did you understand anything?" I shook my head, and waited for someone to explain what the hell just happened.

"We should just go to Chiron and ask him. Zeus did say that Chiron knew about this." Will finally broke the silence with something that we all agreed on. I don't even know why Zeus bothered to tell us about this. It would have been more efficient if Chiron was the one to tell us. Plus, we would've actually understood what the quest was.

Slowly, and quietly, we made our way into the camp. Still shivering in the dark, we all walked towards the Big House. The warmth of the house sent a tingling sensation through my body. As we entered the room, we noticed that Chiron was waiting for us. Okay, so he knew about this whole thing.

"Sit down campers."

"Wait, Chiron - do you know why we are here?" Nico asked him. Chiron nodded and gestured towards the chairs. We all sat down and waited for him to begin talking.

"Okay demigods, I know that this must've been a very confusing morning for you. I'm afraid that it is only going to get more confusing as time progresses. You are the best warriors of this generation. Being warriors doesn't just mean that you are good fighters, it means that you are good, honorable people. Each of you has the ability to be compassionate, understanding and strong. The journeys that you have been and the obstacles you overcame have given the necessary experience and ability to succeed in this challenge. Recently, the Gods have been notified by a source that there is a problem in England. Before I get into that, I must explain to you of the secret civilization that lives there. As you may be aware, the Gods are always moving about. In one such instance, hundreds of years ago, they lived what is current day Europe. There, Hecate, the goddess of magic, created a race, with the help of another goddess. This race has survived until now, hidden from mortal persecution."

"Chiron, who is this other goddess that helped with the creation of the people?"

"That, Malcolm, I cannot reveal to you yet. You will know in due time." Chiron's tone was so serious that all thoughts that I had about this being a joke flew out the window. We were all hanging to his every word.

"These people are called wizards. All the tales of wizards, witches and sorcerers that you heard were based of on these people. When Hecate created them, she gave them the ability to do magic without the aid of other objects. However, as she realized that this was being taken advantage of, she altered their abilities to weaken the amount of magic they can do without a wand."

"Do these people live like the rest of society?"

"Yes they do Annabeth. They are somewhat like the modern world. They do dress differently, most of them if not all wear cloaks. They aren't very educated about the modern world. Most of them don't care about the mortals, or about their inventions."

Chiron went on explaining about the Wizard world and their recent war, before he came to the actual reason why we were being told about all this.

"Recently, we have been notified of a threat to this community. It is extremely vulnerable since it just got out of one of its most brutal wars. Voldemort has a son, who is now plotting to finish what his father couldn't - find a path to infinite power and immortality. Your quest is to stop him. However, there is a catch. You must enter a wizard school - Hogwarts - acting as normal wizard students. You must learn to blend in and gain these people's trust. Most of them don't know who we are, or even that we exist. You will let them know who you are and why you are there only when you have gained their complete trust. As for Voldemort's son, we know that he isn't strong enough to attack the wizards yet, but in just a few months' time, he will be."

"Can't these wizards take care of that threat with their magic?" Jason asked.

"They can't. Voldemort's son, Ian, is gathering Greek and Roman monsters to aid him. This is the only reason you all need to be there to help him. To prepare you for this, we have decided to train you in the art of using a wand to channel your magic."

"Our magic? Since when did we have magic?"

"You have always had magic in you. Most demigods don't know about this because using magic increases your scent, and makes it easier for monsters to hunt you down. Also, it would be extremely dangerous if you couldn't control it. Demigods have unbelievable amounts of magic in them. It is when you know of it that you can trigger it. For now, we will train you to do control and use your magic."

"Do we need sticks to do that?" Clarisse asked.

"No, you don't. But you will also learn to use wands so that you can keep up appearances."

"Do we have the same kind of magic as the wizards?"

"No, your magic is more powerful, and doesn't require the use of a wand. Any spells that are thrown at you by wizards are harmless, unless you choose to let it affect you to keep up appearances."

"When do we begin?"

"Today, after breakfast. When you go to your cabins, you will find your wands on your beds. Come to the Big House after breakfast for your first lesson. You may leave now."

A/N I would really appreciate getting feedback and ideas from readers (I've had 2 people review me out of the 200+ people who read this). I would also like to add that I will try to make characters as canon as I can, with the exception of some (not the Golden Trio).

I also plan on having some characters come back to life (the Potters, Sirius, Dumbledore, Selena, Beckendorf, maybe Luke, etc). Fred never died. Looking forward to your reviews.