Disclaimer: All the character and most of the sinarious in this do not belong to me they are the property of JK Rowling and Rick Richordan. I just love the series and the characters. I hope you all like this, I've been thinking about it for awhile now but this is the first time I am going to share it with anyone and this is my very first fanfiction piece. Please review and be harsh... I want to make it better =D

CHAPTER 1.

Three days after the final battle of Hogwarts, Luna Lovegood disappeared. Minerva McGonagal had been having a meeting with Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione. Luna suddenly came in, paler than ever, and with the most serious and determined look any of them had ever seen on her face, and announced she was leaving and her duty at Hogwarts was over. Harry had chased her down the hall and asked her why she was leaving, where she intended to go and all four of them begged her to stay. She began to cry, she hugged them all and said 'Good Bye' in a shaky quivery voice then suddenly she was gone, her final words, words she had refused to use for years. Luna had claimed that 'Good Bye' was to final, to official, it meant the end. She never used it, it was always 'see you later' or something along those lines, she constantly reprimanded her friends for using the words and insisted they use a less formal farewell. She had convinced them all that if you know that there is a good chance of ever meeting again no matter how long your apart, good bye was not acceptable. Luna had said 'Good Bye' to her friends she knew she was not coming back, she had never intended it but it took her friends a month to piece it all together.

It has been two years since then. She has been missed dearly, and Hogwarts has just not been the same without her 'imagination.' However it was useless. When her friends Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione, went looking for her, it was as if she never existed. Her house was deserted of all life. Her garden was completely bare. Her records at Hogwarts had vanished. She had never finished her education at Hogwarts. She never even enrolled again. Now the only people that still even remembered Luna were those who knew her best.

McGonagal always seemed to grow thoughtful and sad whenever she was brought up. The friends would reminisce about her but there were no letters, nothing. McGonagal, occasionally would drop mysterious, interesting bits of information about Luna though, that would send Hermione on a desperate, useless search to find her. Harry would always end these searches, usually by saying something along the lines of,

"Luna is a free spirit, she is tough, creative, and more thoughtful than you think...she has away of turning up when we need her most for anything and then disappears into seclusion again. Luna loves us, but if we can't find Luna...she simply either doesn't want to be found or..." that's when the room would go silent and the conversation ceased to exist.

On occasion they had would reminisce and McGonagal had said a comment to them about how it seemed whenever Dumbledore was not with Harry or fighting Voldemort he had been with Luna. Or how she had seen Luna and Snape on most nights sitting in Hagrid's garden in deep conversation, or how Luna was such a bright girl, but very strong with her beliefs, she refused to write about anything realalistic, that's what caused her to get B's and C's on essays, how Dumbledore brought her in for IQ test periodically because she had gotten excellent on every single one of her O.W.L.S even though she did not do as well in class. Better than Hermione actually. Luna had had a perfect score. And most peculiar was how hard and tragic her life must be. All these things that Luna had never mentioned seemed peculiar to the friends, when they tried to push for more answers though, McGonagal cleverly changed the subject.

That May when McGonagal sent them a letter requesting them to come to a special training program for only the best wizards, how could they have refused. They were all quiet famous now and any chance to get to relax and practice together like in the DA was welcomed. The four missed just practicing and hanging out. They were all too focused on their futures. They answered McGonagal with a yes, and June first they were back at their beloved Hogwarts. McGonagal met with them in her office, the office once belonging to Albus Dumbeldore and Severus Snape.

McGonagal welcomed them and began explaining the program.

"The program is only for the best, it is experimental because of its difficulty. However you four are the best, and the brightest. I think it would be...very informative...and uh...helpful in many ways to you all. The program is in Long Island New York, it is about physical and mental strength. It is about strategy, intellect, and the arts. All the things important to those aspiring to become a wizards like Albus Dumbeldore. You would be our test subjects to see if the program would be sufficient for orars or honor students. Will you except?"

Ron immediately responded yes, his first aspiration was still to become a great orar. Harry and Ginny responded soon after, then after much thought replied yes. McGonagal smiled and enthusiastically said, "OH! We so hoped you would say yes! I think this will be a very eye opening experience for you, and provide real closure" This brought much confusion to the four, who was we? but they shook it off and began to get excited for their summer trip together.

Back at the mansion the four shared in a wizard community in London they all began to pack. As Harry packed he came across some photos. He smiled and felt a tear slip down his face. He called the others in and they sat down on his bed. There was one of them all at the end of every year at Hogwarts, all the best times, there was one of the complete original Dumbeldore Army, then another tear went down his face, the last photo from Hogwarts had been taken the morning after the final battle of Hogwarts. All of them looked disheveled and a mess but they were happier than they all had been in a long time. They were facing Hagrid's hut, with Gryffindor tower shining above their heads, a few branches of the whomping willow tree were in view and the morning was crisp, and had an aura of hope around it. The kids in the photo were the four of them and Luna. Luna all scratched up and a mess, but still with a careless smile on her face, and her eyes looking from the camera to the sky and back to her friends, full of hope dancing in the morning light. They had not realized what Luna's absents had meant till now. An end of an era, and in away another loss. Their was no major goal now. Now they just all had to live, and Luna being gone was the first piece of their optimistic, organized plan coming to an end. That's when Hermione noticed something else about Luna in the photo, when she looked at the sky her expression changed suddenly, to a look of sadness defeat, worry, longing. It looked like she was waiting for something, bad news that could not be stopped. It was as if her face actually changed, but for just a moment, and then was back to normal, well whatever was normal for Luna.

Right then the clock chimed three and that meant ten minutes till the portkey left for their destination. They all rushed to finish packing, and grabbed the portkey, Harry hastily grabbed the photos and grabbed on just as the portkey took off. When they landed they were in a large green field with a giant hill at one end, and on that hill lived a mysterious, giant white pine tree.

CHAPTER 2.

The friends climbed up the hill with their bags, and much grumbling. They looked out to see what was over the hill and were disappointed. There was nothing there. Out of breath and disappointed Ron threw down his things.

"Bloody Brilliant! We have no clue where we are, and I am getting hungry!" Hermione, Harry and Ginny all rolled their eyes.

"RON!" Hermione exclaimed as Ginny hit him in the back of the head, "can you please focus! McGonagal said this meeting was very important for us, we have to figure out where this person we are supposed to meet is."

"Oh of course! Out of school two full years and still concerned about following all the rules come on Hermione!" Ron yelled.

"What is that supposed to mean Ronald Wesley?" Hermione retorted and they began to have a heated argument. After about three minutes Harry and Ginny were fed up and Ginny jumped in.

"WILL YOU TWO STOP FIGHTING! ISWEAR YOUR WORSE THAN FIVE YEAR OLDS! I mean do you see me and Harry flipping out over this, we just need to stay calm…this is just like when…."

"SHHH!" Harry said

They all stared at him and began to whisper.

Ginny: "Did he just shh me!"

Hermione: "Oh I think he just shh-ed you!"

Ron: "Hey whats with shhing my sister Harry come on…"

Harry: "SHHHHHHH!"

Harry pulled out his wand. Suddenly there was a great wave a tension over the group as they all drew their wands and the arguments were forgotten.

"Harry," Ginny said, "what is it, what's wrong?"

"It's just that I hear something as if the pine tree's breathing or as if there is something off about it, it feels like the Forbidden Forest, just off like there is something wrong or dangerous about it."

"I think we should go." Hermione said

"Yeah," Ron replied and they all began to put away their wands when there was a sudden rush of fangs. Harry pulled Ron out of the way and dodged, Ginny jumped and the friends were back to back with a hundred headed dragon facing them, the dragon was about to strike again when a soldier appeared and yelled to the dragon in a language none of them could decipher and the dragon slithered away. The friends were about to thank this stranger when he suddenly pointed his spear at them and ten more soldiers appeared fully armed. They began to fight.

As the friends dueled they took down one soldier after another with various jinxes. Soon there were about four left including the one on the hill. The soldier on the hill then joined in and the battle took a turn for the worst this soldier was obviously the best in the bunch, and no matter what jinxes they used he kept coming. The friends were tried and did not know how much longer they could hold up, then they heard and warm, airy, familiar, giggle.

A dreamy, lighthearted, careless, amused voice said, "Alright Clarisse, this is not Sparta, parties over!" The group then turned to the girl carelessly leaning up against the tree in an orange tank top and ripped blue jean shorts. She was cute, but there was something very familiar about her. The fighters charged her, Harry let out a cry but the girl obviously knew what she was doing because she smirked at the on coming assault.

The mob ran right into the tree and the girl leaped gracefully into the air about twenty feet and did a back flip landing perfectly on the other side and giggling.

"SHOW OFF!" the soldier named Clarisse yelled at her which just made the girl throw her head of perfect long blonde curls back and laugh even harder, "I see you missed my lesson on Hellenistic technique, pity really quite helpful." Clarisse yelled in rage and her mob attacked. The unarmed girl produced a knife. The mob surrounded her and she smiled wickedly, excitement dancing in her gray eyes, her eyes suddenly turned and intense, intimidating stormy grey.

They attacked and she flew, as if on the wind. She disarmed them all in two moves. She head butted one into unconsciousness, another she picked up and threw up against the tree, knocking him unconscious as well. The third rushed at her with full force. He was big, and muscular, she carelessly blocked the blow elbowed him hard in the ribs wrapped him in a head lock and hit his helmet with the butt of her knife. He fell motionless. Clarisse screamed and charged. They fought hard for a good five minutes, it was obvious that this Clarisse outmatched the girl in size and strength; it seemed like the girl was no longer attacking but on complete defense. She suddenly threw her knife in the air and Clarisse laughed. The girl ran slid straight through Clarisse's legs caught the knife in her left hand switched in to her right and in seconds had Clarisse's weapon in her hand and was standing on Clarisse's chest knife and Clarisse's spear pointed at her throat.

Clarisse thrashed back and forth in rage trunning bright red, the blonde girl's hair fell covering her face as she laughed, exposing her radish earrings. Ginny nudged Hermione and smiled, "I haven't seen radish earrings in a long time…" her smile vanished and they both began to stare at there rescuer. The girl allowed Clarisse up and they hugged she then started talking to her about the technique and how it could be better next time. She then lectured her about learning to control their anger and focus it, as she talked they saw a suspicious looking quark screw attached to her beaded necklace, on her ankles there were two tattoos, a trident submarine and two over lapping "L's" they all looked in disbelief at one another. It was impossible, it could not be. Could it? The mob started walking up the hill and she was energetically waving to them and calling out to them in a very familiar excited voice, even if the words were in an impossible language. She then mumbled something under her breath about changing the dragon's attack password. The friends were right behind her now. Harry stepped forward.

"Thank you very much for saving us Madame, we owe you a great deal."

The girl laughed and said, "What, so formal with me, I thought we were old friends." She then turned and they all gasped.

In front of them stood a tan, muscular, healthy, beautiful, yet one and only, Luna Lovegood!

"Welcome to Camp Half-blood!" then she flashed a dazzling white smile.

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