"Now professor," Cathy said. "We have a proposition for you..."

"Go on..." Dumbledore said.

"Well..." Mollie said. "There's this small little issue of blending in..."

Damien cut in. "After an entrance like that and being late arrivals these three are gonna stick out like a child of Hades in the Aphrodite cabin!" The four children of Hades cringed at the reference.

"And we have a perfect way to eliminate both of these issues!" Percy said. Dumbledore looked down at him over his glasses. "The mist!"

"Mist?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes sir, the mist!" Jess said. "It covers unusual things up to mortals!"

"It makes it so they see what they want to see!" Percy Weasley said.

"And as a group we will be able to mold it to show that we were at Hogwarts from when we should have started," Jason said.

"Hmm..." The professor said. "How do you do this?"

"Well..." Lauren said. "We will need to have the power of a God or Goddess, me, several people from the year each should've started, Cathy and Fred and George aren't needed really, but Mollie and I for Damon and Jess and Damien for Percy and Jason, someone from each of the four houses, Percival and Cedric and Gonia and Cathy, and someone who knows as much of what happened from then till now as possible, you sir."

"Let's get started then!" Professor Dumbledore said walking back around his desk to the group of 13.

"Everybody link hands and stand in a circle!" Lauren said. They did and an image of the sorting two years ago appeared. Cathy was stood there with Fred and George stood with her. Fred and George in the image watched as the students all got sorted. Cathy left the group first for the Slytherin table, soon after Fred left for the Gryffindor table. George followed him only moments later. The image shifted, very quickly, through the year.

There was a brief gap in the images when the holidays came in and a larger gap where the summer holidays came up. Then the image showed Last years sorting with Damon stood with Lauren and Mollie. He was sorted quickly into Slytherin while the other two went off to Gryffindor. Again the years events flashed forward seamlessly blending Damon into it.

Next came this years sorting, the first years of this year had the most faces from camp and new Demigods in it. The image shimmered and Damon appeared at the Slytherin table and JAson and Percy appeared in the group of First years. A high of four new Demigods and four known Demigods plus Gonia. The Demigods seated around the room all had their eyes locked on the known and unknown Demigods in the first years.

Amongst the first years stood Harry Potter, the boy who lived, a child of Zeus. he stood by his first real friend, Ron Weasley a mortal half-brother of Fred, George and Percival. A few spaces to their left stood Draco Malfoy with his cronies, Crabbe and Goyle. Both Crabbe and Goyle had their arms crossed in a menacing fashion as they glared at Potter. Draco just rolled his eyes. McGonagall was stood in front of them with a scroll in one hand and an old hat in the other. Harry looked nervously at it as if he thought that he had to pull a rabbit out of it or something. Draco rolled his eyes again.

Damien was stood just behind Harry and he was flickering his eyes at the tables as much as he could with his back to them. Hermione was telling Gonia about how the ceiling isn't real. "It's just an enchantment," She said. "I read about it in Hogwarts: A History."

McGonagall put the hat on the stool and Ron gulped. At the Gryffindor table Fred and George sniggered. Percy turned to them and asked, "What did you tell the poor boy?"

"That he'd have to do a test," George said.

"A painful test!" Fred added. The other Gryffindor demigods laughed at how gullible the youngest Weasley boy is. Ron glanced over his shoulder and scowled at them. "A test involving trolls!" The laughter stopped and Percy smacked his brothers heads.

Silence fell on the hall as the old, patched, dirty hat twitched. Those not brought up in the wizarding world jumped slightly. A rip near the brim opened wide and the old hat began to sing:

"Oh you may not think I'm pretty,

But don't judge on what you see,

I'll eat myself if you can find

A smarter hat than me.

You can keep your bowlers black,

Your top hats sleek and tall,

For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat

And I can cap them all," Most of the hall cheered at this line.

"There's nothing hidden in your head

The Sorting Hat can't see,

So try me on and I will tell you

Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor," The Gryffindors cheered and the Slytherins booed.

"Where dwell the brave at heart,

Their daring, nerve and chivalry

Set Gryffindors apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff," The Hufflepuffs cheered.

"Where they are just and loyal,

Those patient Hufflepuffs are true

And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw," The Ravenclaws cheered.

"If you've a ready mind,

Where those of wit and learning,

Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin," The Slytherins cheered and the rest of the hall booed.

"You'll make your real friends,

Those cunning folk use any means

To achieve their ends.

So put me on! Don't be afraid!

And don't get in a flap!

You're in safe hands (though I have none)

For I'm a Thinking Cap!"

All five tables, including the head table, burst into ear splitting cheers. The hat bowed to the four student tables and then went back to looking like an ordinary wizards hat.

"We just have to try on a hat!" Ron whispered. "Fred is so DEAD! He said we had to wrestle a troll!"

"If your brothers told you that and you believed them, you're stupider than anyone ever thought and you're overly gullible!" Damien said.

Malfoy snorted at the comment and banked it in his memory under 'Weasley Abuse'. "He has a point their Weasel!" At the blonde's shoulders the two most idiotic purebloods grunted in agreement.

McGonagall took a step forward with the scroll and said, "When I call out your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted into your house." Looking at the scroll she read, "Abbott, Hannah."

A girl with blonde pigtails stepped forward and sat on the stool. The hat fell down over her eyes and-

"HUFFLEPUFF!" The hat shouted. The centre right table cheered and Hannah sat down next to Cedric.

"Bones, Susan!"

"HUFFLEPUFF!" Susan went and sat next to Hannah.

"Boot, Terry!"

"RAVENCLAW!"

Terry got up and went to the centre left table. Several of the Ravenclaws stood and shook Terry's hand. Several others were sorted "Brocklehurst, Mandy" In Ravenclaw and "Brown, Lavender" was the first Gryffindor. The table by the left wall exploded and Fred and George bounced up and down. It took a combined effort from the other demigods on the table to keep the two in check, at least until the poor girl sat down. Lauren resorted to threatening them.

"Bulstrode, Millicent" Went to Slytherin. Harry was looking a little uneasy and Ron was still fuming about trolls.

"Flinch-Fletchley, Justin!"

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

For "Finnigan, Seamus" it took almost a minute before the hat bellowed "GRYFFINDOR!" And he scuttled over to the others.

"Grace, Jason." Was called and Jason made his way to the stool. The hat took far less time than with other students before announcing,

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Granger, Hermione!"

Hermione was eager to find out what house she was in so she ran to the stool and shoved the hat on her head, flattening her rebellious curls.

"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat shouted and the table exploded again. This time there was no hope of stopping the twins, so only the barest amount of effort was put into keeping them down. Fred stood up, grabbed the girls hand, shouting "WELCOME TO THE MOST EXCELLENT HOUSE OF GRYFFINDOR!" at the top of his lungs. George then did exactly the same.

"Hubbard, Damien!" Was next, and the Damien outside of the image got a devilish smile on his face. In the image Damien walked up to whispers of;

"Slytherin!" and "The only house fit for that name is the House of Snakes!" and actually from Slytherin, "Damien, what a pathetic name!" He also heard his friends in each house cheering him on with things like, "Whatever house you're in, it won't be good enough for you!" and "you'll be in my house!" His sibling in Gryffindor was glaring at his Slytherin sibling who was glaring back.

Damien sat on the stool and pulled the hat on. Almost a minute later the hat yelled "GRYFFINDOR!" And the hall fell into silence. After half a second the Gryffindors burst into cheers and Lauren almost jumped on the table to do the in your face dance.

"Jackson, Perseus." Was called and Percy walked up to the stool. The hat took a few moments before calling;

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"Longbottom, Neville!" was next and as he walked towards the stool he fell over. The hat took the longest time yet to decide where to put Neville and if someone were to drop a pin the person next to the person would probably go deaf, when suddenly, "GRYFFINDOR!" Neville ran off with the hat still on his head and he had to return to give it to the next first year.

After a few more students came "Malfoy, Draco!" The boy swaggered. ("Did our brother actually just swagger!?" Cathy asked outside of the image.) to the stool and sat down. the hat has barely touched his head when it shouted "SLYTHERIN!" Malfoy sauntered off to join his 'friends' and ended up sat by Cathy. "Well Malfoy," She said. "From the look on your face you knew you were going to be a Slytherin."

The blonde smirked at her and replied, "Of course I did, both of my parents were Slytherin and most of my ancestors were also Slytherin!" For a reason unknown to Draco, Cathy found this highly amusing.

A few other students were sorted. Then it got to the one student the whole school had been waiting for. "Potter, Harry!" With whispers going on all around, Harry walked towards the stool.

Harry sat down and the hat was dropped on his head. ("Why did he even need to be sorted, everyone knew he'd be a Gryffindor!" Damien said.

"Did you know the only reason he's not a Slytherin is because he had the courage to ask me not to put him there!" The familiar voice of the sorting hat said. As the only Slytherins in the room, Damon and Cathy grinned.) For nearly a minute and a half Harry sat there with the Sorting Hat covering his bespeckled eyes. Finally the hat yelled "Gryffindor!" The remaining students were sorted and Ron came and sat next to Harry.