Sorry it took a while. I've been busy and I'm reading a really good fanfiction.


Hermione

I was outside the Big House, having just summoned my bag with my wand, when he appeared. I didn't hear a pop, so he couldn't have apparated. He just appeared right behind me. It almost seemed like he came out of the shadows.

I felt someone's presence behind me. I turned and shrieked at the boy who had appeared.

"Where'd you come from?" I demanded. He only stared at me. He had dark hair and dark eyes. He was wearing black jeans and a black aviator jacket.

"Where did you come from?" I repeated firmly.

"Who are you?" he asked instead of responding.

"My name is Hermione. Who are you?"

"Nico di Angelo. Why are you at camp?" I didn't reply. I crossed my arms and stared at him. He looked a few years younger than me, and he had a skull ring on his finger. I glanced past him to see Annabeth and another girl running towards us. The other girl had choppy, uneven brown hair. Strands of it were braided on the sides. She looked around Annabeth's age.

"What's going on?" Annabeth asked when they reached us.

"Nothing. Nico just surprised me," I said. Annabeth glanced at the girl.

"What were you doing out here?" she questioned.

"Does that really matter?" I retorted. She glared at me. The other girl sensed trouble and spoke up.

"My name is Piper Mclean. I'm Annabeth's friend. Please tell us what you're doing out here?" She spoke so calmly and sweetly, that I was tempted to tell them everything. Luckily, I came to my senses before that. She was obviously using some sort of magic against me. I couldn't figure out what it was, but I didn't like it.

"I'm sorry," I told her. "I need to get back inside to speak with Chiron." I looked at Nico before going inside. He had been watching me to see if I would give in to Piper's magic.

Harry and Ron were listening intently to whatever Chiron was telling them. Before I had gone outside, Chiron told us that he had heard of the wizarding world before. He was aware of Voldemort's power. He knew of a school of magic in America, but didn't know about Hogwarts. He had asked a few more questions about magic before I left to get summon my bag, which I had lost at one point yesterday. It was a bit annoying that he asked so many questions about us, but didn't answer very many that we asked him.

When I entered the room, I heard Chiron say, "Hercules, yes. He was very real indeed. Hello, Hermione." He nodded at me.

"I was just telling your friends some Greek stories," he informed me before continuing. I already knew the story of Hercules, so I didn't pay much attention to him. Instead, I went over everything that had happened in my head. Were there actually Greek gods? Were they really still around. How had Nico appeared behind me? What kind of magic was Piper using? Why were we even here?

I was pulled from my thoughts by someone saying my name repeatedly.

"Yes?" I asked.

"It's time for dinner," Chiron told me kindly.

"Already?" He nodded. Harry and Ron were already out of the room. I stood up and walked back to the dining pavilion with Chiron in silence.

Dinner passed without anything interesting happening. Harry, Ron, and I got stares from the other campers of course, but no one spoke to us. We hardly even said anything to each other. We just sat uncomfortably at the table next to Chiron.

It was after dinner that something actually occurred. We were at a campfire that took place every night apparently. Harry and Ron stood behind all the other campers, but I stood by Chiron. I was hoping to get more answers. Some campers led songs and the rest sung along. The fire itself was obviously magic, seeing as it changed along with the mood of the campers. I could tell that much.

The campfire seemed to be wrapping up when everything went silent and all eyes focused on me. It was then that Chiron spoke.

"Well. I present to you, Hermione Granger, the daughter of Hades." The campers knelt before me grudgingly. I spotted the boy who had appeared behind me earlier in the shadows. He was watching me with a weird expression on his face. He was trying to figure something out.

The sign above my head disappeared and the campers rose. They watched me apprehensively. I glanced at Chiron. He was also attempting to work something out in his head.

The campers gradually left to return to their cabins. Soon, the only people left were Annabeth, Percy, Nico, Harry, Ron, Chiron, and me.

"Tomorrow," Chiron broke the awkward silence, "you three will be given a proper tour of the camp. For now, you should get some sleep. You guys look like you need it."

"Where will we be sleeping?" Harry asked.

"Hermione will be sleeping in the Hades cabin, and you two may sleep in the Big House. Normally, new campers who haven't been claimed yet stay in the Hermes cabin, but I think you should come to the Big House."

"Do I have to sleep in the Hades cabin?" I questioned cautiously. "I still have questions. How can I be Hades's daughter? What about my mum and dad?" I hesitated at the painful memory of my parents, but then continued. "You'd think my mum would mention that dad wasn't my biological father! Hades is the god of the dead. Wouldn't that make me dark and evil?" I demanded. Nico looked offended.

"No," he said quietly. "Hades is often misinterpreted as being a dark, brooding, evil god. In reality, he just happened to be given authority over the Underworld." I assumed Nico was a son of Hades. This was all mind-boggling. This stranger… related to me? Even weirder, we shared the same dad who happened to be a Greek god?

"Wouldn't I have shown signs of being a… demigod?" I asked.

"Yes. But because of your," Chiron hesitated, "background, your signs of being a demigod might have clashed with other things." I was still shocked, not to mention exhausted, but I wanted answers before I could sleep. I opened my mouth, but Chiron held up a hand to stop me.

"I can explain things in further detail tomorrow. Now, sleep." I reluctantly gave in. Annabeth and Percy had been so quiet I forgot they were there. They glanced at each other, and then at Chiron. They seemed to have some sort of unspoken conversation.

"Miss Granger, go with Nico. Harry, Ron, follow me. Good night, Percy, Annabeth."

"Night, Chiron," Annabeth and Percy replied in unison before heading towards their respective cabins. I threw a worried glance at Harry and Ron before following Nico.

"If you haven't realized, I'm your brother of sorts," Nico told me as we walked.

"I gathered," I said. Nico stopped at a dark cabin. He glanced at me before opening the door. A skull hung over the doorway. I shivered, appalled that I was related to the god of the Underworld. Torches lined the walls, burning with green flames. There were a few beds, each one identical. They were shaped like coffins and had blood red sheets. I shivered again. How would I sleep in a bed like that?

"Definitely not dark and evil," I muttered under my breath. Nico glared at me, though I saw a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"He's still the god of the Underworld," he pointed out. "I was just saying that he has a good side. Not all his children are evil." Nico flopped down on the one bed that looked somewhat used. I picked out a bed on the other side of the room.

"Like privacy?" Nico guessed. I nodded as I sat down on the edge of the bed. I couldn't help but think about Voldemort in a room like this. It was unnerving. Nico had changed into pajamas and pulled his blankets on top of him. I sensed that he wouldn't fall asleep for a while though. I still had my wand with me, and I had my bag. I pulled out some pajamas and changed quickly. It was a chilly in the Hades Cabin. I slipped under my blankets, which felt surprisingly warm, given the state of the rest of the room. I watched the green fire in the torches. It was actually soothing. I somehow slipped into a dreamless, yet oddly peaceful, sleep.


When I opened my eyes, I was confused by my surroundings. It took me a moment to remember where I was and why. Oh. Hades. He was my father… Nico was my brother. I was sleeping in a coffin. I sat up and checked my watch, before I remembered it was still on England time. I looked around at the room to see if there was a clock. Luckily, I spotted one on the back wall. It was black and had a skull on it. It read 6:23. I glanced at Nico's bed and saw that it was empty. Early riser. I guess I'm an early riser too. Maybe Nico just didn't want to deal with all my questions, so he left early.

I stood up, straightened my sheets, and made my bed. I noticed some clothes folded in a neat stack at the end of my bed. There was an orange t-shirt that said 'Camp Half-Blood', and a pair of jeans. There were also some sneakers, but I prefered my boots. I didn't know if I wanted to put on the camp shirt. That would be signifying that I am a part of it. I decided I'd wear it today, just to give it a chance. I change into my jeans and camp t-shirt, and then pulled on my boots. I looked around the cabin to see if there was a bathroom anywhere. I found one in the back. The door was hidden in the shadows.

The bathroom wasn't very different from the rest of the cabin. It was dark, lit by the green torches. The sink was obsidian, just the cabin. There was a small shower and a toilet. The mirror was also dark, but one was still able to see their reflection. My hair looked hopeless. I hadn't brushed it since before the wedding. I reached into my bag and found my hairbrush. After attempting to brush out my curly hair, I pulled it into a ponytail. I quickly brushed my teeth and left the bathroom. I left my bag on my bed, but I kept my wand with me. I slid it into my boot, even though it might not have been the most comfortable. I was used to it.

I left the cabin at 6:40. There were only a few people outside already. A girl with dark skin and curly hair was talking to Nico by the archery range. I hadn't seen her yesterday, but I hadn't been paying much attention either. I decided to go to the Big House to see if Harry and Ron were up.

"Hermione!" Nico called when I passed him. He waved me over, so I approached him.
"This is Hazel. She's the daughter of Pluto, the-"

"Roman form of Hades, I know," I interrupted. I smiled at Hazel.

"I'm Hermione. Apparently I'm the… daughter of Hades," I introduced and held out my hand. Hazel shook my hand and smiled. She looked a few years younger than me, maybe fourteen? She had gold eyes that kind of surprised me.

"Hazel just got here. She was at another camp," Nico explained.

"There's another one of these?" I asked. Hazel and Nico nodded.

"This one is for Greek demigods. Camp Jupiter is for Roman demigods," Hazel informed me. I told them I had to go to the Big House to talk to Harry and Ron and left.

I opened the door to the Big House. There was no sound in there except for a muffled talking. I passed a room with the door cracked open. I could see Chiron's back. He was in his wheelchair. He was speaking to someone, but I didn't see anyone else in the room. I shrugged and continued through the house. Eventually, I found the room where one of my friends had slept. Harry and Ron were sitting in there on the edge of a bed. I pushed open the door and stepped inside.

"Hermione!" Ron and Harry exclaimed in unison. They stood up quickly and rushed toward me.

"Are you okay?" Ron demanded. I nodded.

"I actually got a good night sleep," I admitted. That was something I didn't think would happen on this quest. "What about you two?"

"Couldn't sleep," Harry said. "We sat in here all night."

"I'm sorry," I told them. We sat down on the bed again. "What do you guys think about this Greek god stuff?" I asked. Harry and Ron glanced at each other.

"It can't be much harder to believe than magic. At first, I had doubts about being a wizard," Harry said.

"Yeah, but this?" I said. "It seems a little farfetched.

"I bet these, what was that word again?" Ron said.

"Demigods," I told him.

"I bet these demigods would say the same about us being wizards," he reasoned. I couldn't disagree with that.

"But how could I be the daughter of Hades? What about my parents?" I demanded. Harry and Ron shrugged.

"Maybe it was painful and they didn't want to bring it up," Harry suggested.

"Maybe your mum didn't know he was Hades. I bet she didn't," Ron said. I sighed deeply.

"Now there's no way," my voice broke, but I took a deep breath and continued, "that I'll be able to ask them. They don't remember me, and I'll have to track them down after this war." Harry put a comforting arm around my shoulders.

"We'll figure all of this out," Harry promised.

"What are the Hades cabins like?" Ron asked after a minute of silence.

"Black. Yet oddly peaceful. They're dark, and they're lit by green fire that is really pretty. The beds are shaped like coffins and the sheets are red."

"Sounds delightful," Harry noted sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and laughed.

"What do you guys think about the other campers?" I asked.

"Some of them seem nice. That Annabeth girl doesn't seem to like you very much," Ron said.

"It's because they're so similar, I bet," Harry put in. I hated to agree to that.

"Percy seems okay," Ron stated. Harry and I nodded in agreement.

"What about that kid in black?" Harry asked.

"Nico? He's quiet. I don't know much about him. We didn't really talk. He seems like a loner," I said. "There's this one girl, Piper, who has some kind of magic. She is really persuasive. There's something about the way she talks that isn't normal."

"Piper is the daughter of Aphrodite," a voice informed us from the doorway. It was Chiron. "She has the ability to charmspeak, meaning she can talk people into doing things. Come down to the dining pavilion. It's time for breakfast," he told us before he left. We looked at each other before following him.