A/N: Another chapter :) This chapter is still mainly a filler. The real action is coming, be patient;)

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Percy looked up at Chiron, then back at Harry, who was gaping at the centaur. He was about to say something when Gleeson came up to them, furry legs still dripping, and began to recount everything that had happened that day. Percy listened closely.

"So basically, I was in the UK, sniffing around for demigods like you told me to," Gleeson explained to Chiron, "and I found this kid. He smelled a bit godly, ya know, so I decided to bring him here. But the cupcake didn't wanna come, so he made up some ridiculous tale about witches and whatnot. But we were running out of time, you see, so I dragged him onto the chariot and now we're here."

Chiron didn't seem surprised. Percy wondered if there was anything that could surprise the old horse. Probably not.

After what seemed like a lifetime, Chiron said, "Harry, I'm Chiron, I'm the activities manager of Camp Half-Blood. I have heard tales about mortals blessed by Hecate, who call themselves wizards. Harry, do you think that you are one of them?"

Harry nodded vigorously, and started to elaborate further, but a silky female voice cut in, "You expect us to believe that?! Wizards are just silly fairy tale characters with no sense of fashion whatsoever."

Percy could tell from the anger in Harry's eyes that it was the wrong thing to say. He thought Harry seemed like the type of person who would go seriously psycho if you insulted them.

Chiron noticed too, "That's enough, Drew!"

But that obviously wasn't enough to calm the storm churning within Harry. All of Camp Half-Blood watched as Harry pulled a stick out of his pocket and pointed it at Drew threateningly. Percy, along with many others, fought to stifle their laughs. The way that Harry was clutching his stick, you'd think it was a priceless artifact or something.

"Expelliarmus!"

Drew snorted, "What was thaaaaaaaargh!"

She didn't get to finish her sentence before she found herself being blasted backwards into the lake. Everyone gasped and backed away from Harry. Percy didn't help Drew out of the lake, partly because he was busy trying to get away from Harry's stick… er, wand, and partly because Drew was usually a huge pain in the backside.

"Don't insult me like that ever again!" Harry glared at Drew so intensely it was a surprise that she didn't curl up and die on the spot. Though it was kind of hard to curl up in a lake…

Percy decided that he didn't want to get on the wrong side of Harry; he could be dangerous when he got mad.

"Well then, Harry, we can now all see that you are indeed a wizard," Chiron stroked his beard.

Harry was surprised that Chiron was so calm about the whole ordeal. At Hogwarts, he would have probably had fifty points docked from Gryffindor, not to mention a whole bunch of detentions.

"So, I'm not a half god, can someone take me back to England now?" Harry glared around, daring anyone to oppose.

Chiron shifted uncomfortably, "Harry, if it were any other time, I would send you back straight away, but everyone is so busy preparing for the war, we really can't spare anyone to take you back."

"Wait… what war?" It couldn't be the war against Voldemort, could it?

"The titans are waging war on the Olympians, Kronos himself has reformed and is leading the titans to take down the gods," Chiron explained. "I'm sorry, Harry, this must all seem awfully confusing."

"So I'm stuck here until the end of this war?" Harry could only imagine the state of panic that the Weasleys and Dumbledore would be in. They would probably think he had been captured by Voldemort or something. They would never believe that he was in a camp surrounded by children of Greek gods.

"I'm afraid so, Harry, would you mind coming into the Big House for a second?" Chiron didn't wait for Harry's reply before he started trotting towards a big house. "Connor, please find Harry a bunk in cabin 11."

Harry had no choice but to follow Chiron.

The Big House was a nice country-style house with a wraparound balcony. Harry followed Chiron into the main room, feeling a sense of dread. This was probably the part when Chiron would ask about his life as a wizard, and Harry would be forced to shoot out answers, which he did not feel like doing. He did not expect to see a plump man sitting at a ping-pong table, drinking Diet Coke.

"A mortal," The man sniffed disdainfully. "Chiron, would you mind explaining why there is a mortal standing in front of me?"

Chiron was lowering himself onto a wheelchair. Harry wondered how Chiron was going to fit onto the chair. To Harry's astonishment, Chiron's chair opened up into a box, and the entire horse part of him vanished into the box. With a pop, two fake legs appeared, and Chiron looked exactly like a normal human sitting in a wheelchair.

Chiron began, "Harry here is a mortal blessed by Hecate, his kind are called…"

"Wizards, I know. Silly humans flapping around waving sticks. I don't know why Hecate even bothers with them."

Harry felt his anger flare, but he didn't say anything. He didn't know why, but this man wasn't someone Harry wanted to get on the wrong side of.

"So, why is this one here?" The man questioned again.

"One of the satyrs thought he was a demigod," Chiron explained.

"Well, why haven't you sent him back to where he came from?"

Harry was tired of them talking about Harry like he wasn't right there. "If you want me gone, why don't YOU send me away?"

The man sneered, "I would, mortal, but Zeus won't let me leave the camp."

Zeus? Wasn't Zeus the king of the gods? Why would Zeus care about this unimpressive stumpy man? Unless…

"You're a god?!"

Chiron cleared his throat. "Harry, it's almost dinnertime, we should head back to the cabins. I'll come back later and explain, Mr. D"

Harry didn't know why Chiron decided to end the conversation, but he followed Chiron out of the Big House. He was surprised to see that it was already getting dark. Chiron was looking up at the sky.

"Mars is.." Chiron began.

"What is it about centaurs and mars?" Harry couldn't help himself; every centaur he'd met had told him that Mars was bright.

"Centaurs are astronomers, Harry. We observe the sky because so many things in space have a strong connection to the gods. It just so happens that mars is bright tonight, that's why I mentioned it"

"Oh." Harry started wondering if the centaurs he'd met before were talking about the planet or the god Mars.

They had reached the cabins. There were twelve of them. Chiron led Harry to a large cabin with the number 11 painted on the door.

"The cabins are each dedicated to a different god. The campers sleep in the cabin dedicated to their godly parent. But since you don't have a godly parent, you'll be staying in the Hermes cabin. Hermes is the god of travellers, so all visitors stay in his cabin." Chiron explained. "Just follow your cabin mates to dinner when you hear the conch shell."

And with that, Chiron was gone. Harry pushed open the door and stepped into the cabin. Everyone was staring at him.

A pair of twins, older than the rest of the kids, approached Harry.

"Hey," one of them said, "I'm Connor, and that's Travis. We're the Head Counsellors of cabin eleven. Your bunk's over there." He pointed to a small bottom bunk in the corner of the cabin.

A horn blew in the distance, and the entire cabin began shoving their way outside.

"Dinnertime!" Connor announced.

Yeah, that was a really bad place to end the chapter, but i wanted to keep the chapter lengths consistent. Please please please review, I want to know what you think of my story!