~~~Sorry guys! I haven't been able to update in such a long time because of school work, but I'll try to update chapters as much as possible! ~ilovesugar123~~~

Harry's POV

I was so excited to meet my "so called twin." This was going to be the best day ever. Hermione and Ron looked just as excited as I was.

"I wonder if that girl Annabeth is just as smart as me… I bet I'm smarter," said Hermione in a competitive voice. I rolled my eyes.

Ron laughed, "Yeah. Maybe you two can be geeks together!" Hermione kicked him and I thought to myself, Why am I friends with them?

We were on the plane on our way back to England which was where we were going to meeting the other half-bloods. Yesterday, we had been packing for the trip after the awesome Iris Message call. I had never seen anything like it! "Are we there yet?" Ron asked.

"What do you think? We only got on the plane about 10 minutes ago!" I replied.

"Yeah, but-" Hermione cut him off.

"Shut up! I want to read my potions book!"

"Nerd," he muttered. Hermione glared at him. Dear lord, this was going to be a long ride to England.

About three hours later, we had finally come to a slow stop. Hermione started to shake when I had realized I had fallen asleep. "Harry, I think we're back." I came back to my senses.

"All passengers remain seated until we come to a complete stop," said the announcements. The plane stopped within a few seconds.

"Huh? What? Where are we?" asked Ron, rubbing his eyes.

"Home. Home sweet home," I replied.

As we got off the plane, we had gotten our passports checked and had to go through the whole process of being in an airport. About two hours later, we were finally out of the airport. The three of us stayed close in case we got lost. Suddenly, someone grabbed my hand. "Hermione, stop-" I looked at who grabbed my hand and it was a man dressed in black. As I turned to see my friends, they both were looking as surprised as I was. Three men were kidnapping us.

"Mission accomplished. Three down, three more to go," said one of the three men. "If you guys try to play any games or tricks on us…" he grabbed for a shiny metal. A knife. "…be smart," he gave us an evil stare. My heart felt like it was about to beat out my chest. The three men pushed us in a truck and drove off. "Ready to meet our master?" the man spoke again. Who were these men? What did they want? And who was their master? Then suddenly…it struck me. Headmaster Dumbledore's words hit me. "So, I did find out that all six of you did not get mixed-up accidently. It turns out that someone had magically switched your routes so that you would end up in the wrong places." What if these men had something to do with our switched routes?