A/N Hi guys. So this is my first story i've written for this website so any criticism would be loved! Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer- All rights to anything used from either Harry Potter or Percy Jackson go to JK Rowling and Rick Riordan respectively. I only take claim for the original things.

Professor McGonagall's voice trembled as she went on. "That's not all. They're saying he tried to kill the Potter's children Harry and Emma. But- he couldn't. He couldn't kill the babies. No one knows why, or how, but they're saying that when he couldn't kill Harry and Emma, Voldemort's power somehow broke-and that's why he's gone."

Dumbledore nodded glumly.

"It's- it's true?" faltered Professor McGonagall. "After all he's done… all the people he's killed… he couldn't kill two little babies? It's just astounding… of all the things to stop him… but how in the name of heaven did Harry and Emma survive?"
"We can only guess," said Dumbledore. "We may never know."

Professor McGonagall pulled out a lace handkerchief and dabbed at her eyes beneath her spectacles. Dumbledore gave a great sniff as he took a golden watch from his pocket and examined it. It was a very odd watch. It had twelve hands but no numbers; instead, little planets were moving around the edge. It must have made sense to Dumbledore, though, because he put it back in his pocket and said, Hagrid's late. I suppose it was he who told you I'd be here, by the way?"
"Yes," said Professor McGonagall. "And I don't suppose you're going to tell me why you're here of all places?"

"I've come to bring Harry to his aunt and uncle. They're the only family he has left now."

"You can't mean these people! And what of the girl. Surely these awful people won't take in two babies!" cied Professor McGonagall.

"Minerva, lower your voice. You will wake the whole street. This family is the best place for Harry. And as for little Emma, well it is best for the two to be separated. With magic like theirs, it will only grow more powerful and uncontrolled with them together. I will find a safe place for Emma, but for now, Harry will remain here."

"Emma, get up. Breakfast in ten." I groaned and rolled on my back, throwing one pillow at the speaker and the other over my head.

"ERMMMM," I cried as bright light shined in my eyes. I must say, the worst audition ever to be made to the Hecate cabin was the blinds.

"Up! There's breakfast in ten and then a counselor's meeting after. Get off your lazy butt and face the day"
"Ur don wan ooo" I replied to my pillow.

"I don't care what you want!" My blankets were pulled back and I was levitated out of bed. Yes. Levitated. Did I mention I was a daughter of Hecate? I guess not. Anyway…

"Lizzy I swear if you don't put me down I will hex you into tomorrow," I yelled at the blond in question before being placed lightly down on the floor.

"5 minutes till breakfast," Lizzy said in a sing song voice. I groaned again but got to my feet, chucked another pillow at Lizzy, and grabbed my orange camp shirt and blue shorts from the dresser before making my way to the bathroom. "Hurry up!" Lizzy called "I'm hungry." To which I responded by slamming the door in her face.

I turned on the shower and rinsed off quickly. I plated my red hair down my back (per usual) and threw on my clothes and shoes before walking out of the bathroom and straight past Lizzy.

"Emma, where are you going?" Lizzy called, racing after me.

"Breakfast, i'm hungry."

"Emma!" Chiron called from the front, gesturing me over to him. "There's a letter for you."

"A letter?" I asked. No one ever sent me mail. That's what happens when you're an orphan and have no family anywhere.

"Yes, a letter. Now come and get it so I can eat my breakfast." I went up and grabbed the letter from Chiron who proceeded to sit down and eat. I returned to my seat next to Lizzy (the only other person at the hecate table) and piled food onto my plate.

"Who sent you mail?" Lizzy asked, leaning over to see the letter.

"No idea," I replied, ripping open the thick parchment envelope and pulling out the parchment paper.

Hogwarts School

of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster-Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)

Dear Ms. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

"Potter? Who's Ms. Potter?" Lizzy asked, reading over my shoulder.

"I have no idea," I replied.

"Then why did Chiron give it to you?" Lizzy picked up the envelop and turned it over to read

Ms. E. Potter, Hecate Cabin, Camp Half Blood, Long Island Sound, New York.

"How do they know about Camp Half blood?" I asked.

"Who's E. Potter?" Lizzy responded.

"I don't know but it's a good thing we have a counselor meeting.

Everyone was crowded around the ping pong table. Chiron, Lizzy and I from the Hecate Cabin, Kyle from the Dionysus cabin, Megan from the Hermes cabin, Lily from the Aphrodite cabin, Michael from the Ares Cabin, Caroline from the Hephaestus cabin, Will from the Apollo cabin, Sam from the Athena cabin, and Rose from the Demeter cabin. All of them were at least two year older than my 10 years but no one acted like it. Since I had been at the hecate cabin the longest, I technically was head counselor but Chiron didn't think it smart to put a 10 year old in charge, so Lizzy and I share the responsibility.

"Ok, first order of business," Chiron began, but Lizzy cut him off.

"Actually, Emma and I had a question," Lizzy said as she held up the letter. "What's this all about."

"Right," Chiron said, and I could have sworn he cringed a bit. "So, Emma. That's a letter from a wizarding school."

"Wizards," I asked. It sounded pretty farfetched to me.

"Yes Wizards. The race of people blessed by your mother, Hecate. The school is in the U.K, where you were born."

"London?" Lizzy asked. "Cool! I never knew you were british."

"Neither did I," I said, looking at Chiron for an explanation, ignoring the rest of the meeting. The other kids all sat down and pulled out various forms of entertainment.

"Well, you are. Umm, your parents were wizards also and ummm, they went to the school and-"

"Wait did you say parents? But I thought I was a daughter of Hecate."

"Well, not exactly. You, like many others, were blessed by Hecate. But, she had extreme interest with you and decided to give you more power than some others. Your true parents were James and Lily Potter. Unfortunately, two months later, a dark wizard who the Potters were hiding from found them and killed them. He also tried to kill you and your brother, Harry, but failed and the curse rebounded and hit the wizard. The dark wizard, Voldemort, fled and you and your brother were separated for your safety. You were brought to America and your brother was left in London. Soon, you came here and well, you know the rest," Chiron explained.

There was a long pause . "This is so cool!" Lizzy said again. "Are you going to go? You should so go! A brother, Emma. You have a brother! And a wizarding school! I'm so jealous! Wait," she looked at Chiron, "can I go too?"

"No, Lizzy. Unfortunately, you don't have any long lost siblings and a wizarding school to go too. So what say you, Emma?" Chiron asked.

"Go for it!" Lizzy said. "How many times are you going to get opportunities like this?"
"Ok, sure," I said, "but where do I get all this stuff?" I asked, holding up a paper with the list of supplies.

"London, of course!" Lizzy cried, grabbing my hand, her blond hair whipping as she pulled me out of the meeting and away from the big house. "Time for a shopping trip!"

A/N And that's it for the first chapter! Next time, prepare for a trip to Diagon Alley. Thanks for reading and pleas review!