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Guest who asked Nico to hunt me down-

I loved your review, I wish more reviews were like that. All creative and exciting. It was fun to read. Btw as soon as Nico found me (which didn't take long) I tossed him into my word document page and continued writing, thanks for the support.

Deadly Nerd (Guest)-

Welcome Demigods to Hogwarts was based off the movie and the book, I couldn't find my copy of ...the Sorcerer's Stone so I read the DVD chapters to get the order right. ^_^; It's supposed to be based of the book though.

Thank you everyone that faved and followed or even just read the series. I love your support!

I'm not British, so I don't own Harry Potter and I'm a girl so I can't own Percy Jackson. I also don't own Toy Story or the Magic Treehouse series. If you get the references I'll hand out cookies next chapter.

The next day, Saturday, everyone was up and at 'em really early. Meg tried to sleep in, she really did but Pastry decided to wake her up much too early for the stupid flaming cup.

Meg groggily walked up to the great hall.

"Meg!" Nico called, as he jogged over to her. "The Drumstick guys all put their names in. I think I fell asleep during the patrol last night too." Meg shhed him. "I'm tired, Need breakfast." She said.

She walked past the entrance hall and straight towards the great hall where a steaming plate of breakfast sat. If Meg wanted anything, it was a waffle. A waffle with bacon.

She and Nico ate in the near silence of the almost empty great hall. Everyone who was anyone was out in the entrance hall putting their name in the goblet. Live bats flew around the ceiling trying to get some sleep and jack-o-lanterns where all around the room, the normal Halloween.

Soon after breakfast they joined their friends. Nico got kidnapped by a group of Gryffindor's leaving Meg to talk to Harry and his friends alone. She walked past the Weasley twins who had really long white beards for some reason.

"What happened to you?" She asked the two twins. They just walked right by moaning falsely about aching bones and how something was a marvelous idea and hooting with laughter.

"Hey Harry, what happened here?" She asked as she finally found the black haired boy. He turned from his conversation with Ron and Hermione.

"Hello Meg." He started. Meg noticed they his gaze kept coming to the goblet. "Er- Fred and George used an ageing potion to try and enter the tournament. As you see it ended in failure." He said smiling, probably about the twin's new beards.

He stood up and walked away to the great hall. Meg watched some of the second years try to cross the age line. It looked like they were walking into a transparent wall. She saw Nico talking to Ron about something.

"So you just heard about chocolate frog cards?! That's outrageous!" Ron said to Nico who was staring at one of the small cards.

"What do you do with them?" Nico asked sounding as if he was trying to sound uninterested and failing.

Ron shrugged. "Just collect them." Nico looked appalled. "That's it? In America we have a card game called Mythomagic; you can collect the cards and figures and then battle with them against your friends. I used to be really into it, I could recite all the rules and abilities."

"That sounds pretty cool, why'd you stop?" Ron asked.

" I'm to old for things like that. So I don't have any of the merchandise anymore." Nico said putting his hands in his pockets only for a black statuette to fall out.

"Hey!" Said Colin excitedly as he ran over. "Is that the super rare Hades Mythomagic figure? My mom took me on holiday in America and I got really into it!" He asked. Nico's face got flushed and his expression hard too read as he shoved the statuette into his pocket.

"Y-yeah. It is. My sister got if for me a few years ago." He said. Colin was incredibly cheery as he began a game of a million questions, category: Nico's sister. Meg stepped in.

"Hey Nico could you come over here?" She asked. Nico relaxed as he flat out sprinted towards her location. "You have saved our lives, we are eternally grateful." He said quoting Toy Story.

"You better be." Meg said sarcastically. Hermione came over with a piece of parchment and a quill. "I'd y be very grateful if you would join my civil rights movement against the ill treatment of house elves." She asked.

"Uh, no." She said bluntly. "I don't even think the house elves will back your movement." She said and she walked away, Nico in tow.

Malfoy sneered at them as they walked by. "What classes you got today?" Mag asked her black haired friend. He shook his head smiling. "None, You?" "Ditto." She responded.

"What are we going to do today Nico?" She asked. He shrugged. "Explore?" He implored. "Sure, but after lunch."

They ended up exploring the dungeons. It was dark, cold, and the air condensed on the walls, ceilings and floors. The tunnels seemed to go on forever. The only thing keeping them from getting completely lost was about twenty mega-spools of neon fishing line.

Meg tied a green spool to the pink one as they turned left. They wandered the place by wand light.

"I think it's lunch time." Nico said checking his watch and displaying that it clearly was NOT lunch time. Meg turned swiftly on her heels, now on full alert. She pulled out her wand and held it towards the way they had come.

"Who's there? Show yourself!" She called to the person beyond the corner. Out from the decrepit arch walked Hermione, in all her buck toothed glory."I just want to talk." She said holding her hands up in a sign of surrender.

Meg lowered her wand. "What about?" She asked suspiciously. Hermione stepped forward. "About our deal last year. The oath I made, what was the secret, the one you made me swear on?" She said. Meg tensed once again.

Great she remembered. She thought sarcastically.

"I'm not sure how long an oath can go without having any baggage attached to it." Nico said. "I don't think it's ever been dragged out so long." Meg nodded. "I'll prepare some wards to keep away eavesdroppers." Meg announced.

She walked around setting up the wards, and then she walked over to Hermione. She gave the girl a serious look. "We are about to tell you a secret that has lasted for a little more than two thousand years." She said. "Are you ready for this? Hermione nodded.

"Me and Nico are half-bloods, but not by wizard standards." Meg started. Hermione looked like she was about to ask a question but Meg interrupted her. "We're Demigods." She said bluntly.

Hermione looked confused she opened her mouth to speak but Nico spoke first. "Hermione, I'm a son of Hades Meg's a daughter of Hecate."

"Goddess of magic?" She asked as if making sure. "Yes, that Hecate." Answered Meg. "I do guess there are crazier things in this world than that." Hermione responded, deep in thought.

"Wow." Said Nico. "Didn't expect you to take it so well. I was expecting you to make us prove it."

"What can you do? Are you strong like Hercules?" Hermione asked. "Heracles." Corrected the two demigods. "Or Hercules," continued Nico. "He likes that one better." "And no, we're not super strong." Meg added.

"How many demigods are there? What are they like?" Hermione asked inquisitively. "A lot." Meg answered.

"If Nico is a son of Hades, can he use hell fire?" Meg looked to Nico to answer that. He groaned. "I get asked this all the time at camp! No I can't control hellfire! I don't even think that hellfire exists. If it did, why would my father use Greek Fire instead?" He rolled his eyes. "And besides, Leo's the fire guy, not me."

"What can children of Hecate do?" Hermione asked. Meg rolled her eyes. "Magic obviously. Most of us can mess around with a force we call the Mist; it shields demigod activity from mortals. Personally I'm really bad at it but Alabaster, my half-brother who used to be in charge of the Hecate cabin, before we even had a cabin was really good at it."

"Last question, I swear. What is this, Mist?" She asked. "Well," Meg began. "The Mist is like a veil of sorts. It hides demigod weaponry, other objects, and Monsters." "Monsters?" Interrupted Hermione. "Yeah, monsters, Hellhounds, Medusa, the Minotaur, I could go on. Or, we could finally go to dinner, because I think this might take a while." Meg said gesturing to all the string.

Later that evening, Meg sat in the same spot she sat every other day, Between Harry and Nico.

The big wooden cup of blue Titan fire was dragged in and somehow carried up a dais. But before any exciting champion announcements could be made, they had to eat dinner.

To Meg, it felt like she had sat at the table for forever just waiting for the plates to clear. If the Triwizard Tournament was actually being made safer than it may be pretty cool.

Finally the food banished from the plates and Dumbledore stood up. Murmurs of excitement rose throughout the room but when the headmaster stood the room fell absolutely silence. Everything was still, absolutely still.

"The Goblet has already made its decision. I estimate that it will require one more minute. Now, when the champions' names are called, I would ask them please come to the top of the Hall, walk along the staff table, and go through to the next chamber," he indicated a door at the end of the table that Meg was sure had never been there before. "where they will be receiving their first instructions." And with a great sweep of his arms, all of the candles, excluding the jack-o-lanterns, went out. The Titan's flame burning in the cup, lighting the room incredibly brightly. The white blue flames swelled to a blinding brightness. She heard Nico cursing under his breathe. Meg had to resist the urge to summon a pair of 3D glasses and look directly at the light.

After what felt like only a second to the excited daughter of Hecate, the flames suddenly changed to a fierce and angry red. A small slightly burnt piece of paper fluttered out towards Dumbledore's outstretched hand. He snatched it from the air as the flames turned back to blue.

"The champion of Drumstrang will be Vitor Krum." He declared tossing the piece behind him causally like it was old news. Cheers erupted from the Slytherin table, seeming as Victor himself was sitting there.

The room was silenced as the flames became red again and another paper flew out.

"The champion of Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour." Cheers, wolf whistles, and sobs of anguish filled the air as she walked to the door and disappeared into the chamber.

Hogwarts was next.

Not Harry, she prayed to every god she could think of. Meg was sure she had named quite a few Roman/Greek gods and a few Mayan and Egyptian gods when the now ruby flames spat out a name.

"The Hogwarts champion is, Cedric Diggory."

Meg let out a breathe she didn't know she had been holding. Finally she could have a relaxing school year.

Grinning widely Cedric mounted the dais. The entire Hufflepuff house burst into loud applause. Even Ron's shout of, "No." was drowned out by it.

The cheering went on for quite a while before Dumbledore managed to calm them down.

"Excellent! Well, we now have our three champions. I'm sure I can count on all of you, even the remaining students from Beauxbatons and Drumstrang to give your champions every ounce of support you can muster." Dumbledore announced full of energy and vigor. Something red caught Meg's eye.

Prometheus' fire was once again red. Dumbledore hadn't seemed to notice it. "By cheering your champion on, you will contribute in a very real-" She vaguely saw the headmaster look at her and then at what she was looking at.

A small paper rose into the air as the flames became larger and noticeable. The paper curled upward with the smoke and drifted into the silent crowd. No one moved as it drifted towards the Gryffindor table and landed, gently in front of Meg.

Everyone stared at her for a few moments as she just stared at the paper.

"Go on then, what's it say?" Asked Ron. Meg picked up the slightly burnt paper with every pair of eyes in the room on her. Clearing her voice she squinted at the English lettering.

"P-p-Perry Hatter-tor Hattor, no wait." She stammered as the letters fell into place her eyes widened.

"Harry Potter." She read out loud. But it wasn't the name that scared her, it was the school.

Camp Half-Blood.

I haven't updated in a long time, I had to figure out a plot.

I hope I didn't mess up too badly.

-Tomboy