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Chapter 2:

Earlier that morning Hermione was lying in bed. She was exhausted, but she just couldn't get her tired body to get the rest that she desperately needed. It didn't help either that Ron was in the bed next to her snoring loud enough that she was sure that he would beat even the Minotaur's roars. Sighing she got up out of bed and decided to take a small stroll through the camp. She snuck through the big house until she got to the front door and quietly shut it behind her. The cool night breeze blew through her bushy hair, calming her almost instantly. She walked down the front stairs, her feet making quiet clomping noises until she reached the grass not far below. The sound of someone's voice, another girl's, startled her and she turned to face the mystery person.

"Couldn't sleep?" The voice asked the question in a quiet soothing tone that made Hermione want to step closer to it so that she could see the person fully in the moonlight. The girl was tall, probably in her late teens, with blond hair less curly than Hermione's, the kind of curl that she envied. Just enough curl to classify as such, but little enough curl to make it easily manageable. Her stormy gray eyes were fixated on Hermione's brown ones.

"Yeah," Hermione replied. "To much on my mind I guess."

"Well," the girl answered. "If you would like, I could show you around camp." Hermione's face lit up slightly as she pondered the offer for a second or two.

"Sure, I'd love that." The blond girl, Annabeth was her name apparently, smiled and told Hermione to follow her. She walked her around the camp showing her the many different cabins. Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Ares, Hephaestus, Artemis. The names swim in her head until they stopped at one cabin.

"This is the Athena cabin," Annabeth said gesturing to the beautiful structure in front of them. "My mother is Athena, so this is where I get to stay." She takes Hermione inside; apparently everyone stays up late reading on weekends, and turns suddenly to fine Hermione standing, her mouth agape, staring at the bookshelves in awe and wonder.

"There... There's so many!" Hermione sprints over to the nearest bookshelf and picks one at random. Before he died, her father had owned a library when he decided to change his profession from a dentist. She had grown most of her life surrounded by books and had grown to love them with all her heart. To her, this cabin felt like home. She found herself hugging the book as tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. Annabeth walked over to her, a concerned look on her face and placed a hand on Hermione's shoulder.

"Are you alright?" Annabeth questions.

Wiping away the tears threatening to fall Hermione nods and replies, "Yes, I'm fine. It's just, my dad owned a library before-" Her voice catches, but she manages to continue. "Before he died." She looks down at the book that she had been squeezing. It was a copy of one of her favorite books, all the myths and legends of Greek and Roman mythology. That is, the myths and legends that she now knows are actually real. The sight of the book threatens to make her cry again, and she slowly, reluctantly puts the book back in its proper home.

Seeing this reluctance Annabeth says, "You can keep it if you want. The book. And with luck, maybe you'll be my half-sister." She smiles and Hermione's mirrors it returning her grasp on the book, although not as tight a grip. Hermione lets out a yawn and her eyes stop to droop.

"I think you've had enough for tonight," Annabeth says. Hermione nods as they both start walking back to the big house. They have one more look at a cabin, one with pink everywhere and looks very girly.

"Ug...," says Hermione. "It looks like a pink confetti box puked in there." Annabeth chuckles telling her that it's the Aphrodite cabin. And they continue their walk to the big house. When Hermione is securely in bed and halfway to sleep, Annabeth wishes her a good night and walks out, back to her cabin.

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Hermione wakes to people moving around outside, chatting and walking around. Percy walks in to wish them good morning and proceeds to tell them about breakfast. Ron's stomach growls noisily and Percy laughs. They follow Percy down to the pavilion and follow his instructions to go get breakfast. Hermione watches Percy walk over to a girl that she recognizes as Annabeth. He bends down to kiss her on the cheek and sits down next to her. They obviously are dating and Hermione curiously wonders what cabin Percy is from. A voice wakes her from her stupor.

"Hermione? You awake?" It's Ron, who currently has a mouthful of bacon, so his question sounds more like, "Er- mi-bee? Oo- awok?" At the confused look Hermione gives him he swallows and after a few seconds repeats the question.

"Yeah. I'm awake. Just a bit tired, that's all," Hermione says while stifling a yawn. She starts eating a waffle and picks at her pieces of bacon. Her mind wanders back to the night before, or was it early this morning? She thinks about her conversation with Annabeth. One sentence sticks out to her. "And with luck, maybe you'll be my half-sister." Hermione would love to be Annabeth's sister. To be able to read whatever, the smell of books, new and old, surrounding her as she slept. It would feel like home. She might actually be able to live here if that happened. She smiles at the thought and starts eating more, suddenly famished.

The three finished eating, both Ron and Harry commenting on how delicious the food was, especially compared to the food that they had been scavenging for the last few weeks. They walked over and put their dishes with everyone else's and started to exit the pavilion when something happened. A blue light, in a shape of a trident, appeared over Harry's head. Another light, red, was floating over Ron's. Suddenly Hermione noticed a pink aura surrounding her. She felt herself transforming and looked down. Her jeans and t-shirt were replaced by a silky, flowing light purple dress that came down just past her knees. Her favorite tennis shoes had transformed into matching flats. She reached up to feel her hair and found the curls perfect, her locks smooth and knot free. She glanced up questionably at Annabeth hoping, but knowing that it was unlikely, that this was of Athena's doing. Annabeth gives a slight shake of her head and Hermione's heart not only drops, but feels like it has jumped of a cliff. The gasps from the crowd are barely audible in Hermione's ears, but she is able to hear a few sentences.

"I- I have a brother?" The excited voice Hermione places as being Percy's. Who is his brother? Harry or Ron? Another voice rings out, this time from Chiron.

"Welcome children of Poseidon, Ares, and Aphrodite."

Hello my amazing fans! Here is another chapter to this! Please leave a review on what you thought and what you think I should do next! (Like and idea of a quest or something) hope you enjoyed!

Review Replies:

PjHpfan: Good guesses! Although none of them are correct... Thats okay though!Thanks for leaving a review!

Annabeth Reeder: Thanks! Im glad you like it! Great guesses btw! You got all but one right! And yes I will continue to write this even if I don't update for awhile. Thanks for leaving a review!

Sea and Chaos: thanks! And ya, there's more, I've just been gone a lot.. And busy.. And trying to work on like six other stories... So...

Yep! You're like the only one who reviewed that got that I was leading up to them being bros so good job! Also you're guess for Ron was very educated. I hadn't even thought of that reason, I was just going off of what he would go good in that I thought. Sadly though, you didn't get Hermione correct... Nice try though!

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