-P.O.V. Ginny-

"Ginny? Ginny!" A familiar voice said with panic. I tried to assure them; I'd always been lucky, but I found myself too weak to even speak. Somehow, I was able to open my eyes. "Good. She's up. It's only been half an hour; she's been really lucky," A blonde boy said, looking at me, "Over-use of powers usually means an hour out at least. But then, that might have been because of her powers," A blonde boy said, looking at me, "Over-use of powers usually means an hour out at least. But then, that might have been because of her powers." He said. He was looking like he was wondering something and then asked a boy with stormy grey eyes and blonde hair to "Go get Chiara. I think this is her half-sister." The boy nodded, and ran off. "Hey, are you ok? Will, I think she needs nectar and ambrosia." I saw a boy with eyes as green as fresh-pickled toad, and hair as dark as a blackboard. I tried to erase that memory from my mind, but there was Harry Potter, asking me if I was ok. The blonde boy came back and asked me to eat some stuff that tasted like something my mother made and a drink that tasted like the all the nicest foods in the world, melted down and squished together to make this drink. I suddenly felt so much better, so I decided to ask, "What is that stuff?"

"Nectar and ambrosia," the boy called Will replied, "the food of the Gods. And demigods." Demigods. What does that even mean? I looked around the room a bit more. It looked like the hospital wing, not that I'd been there to spy on Harry a bit in the second year. Luckily, I never got caught. I saw the boy, Will, and a boy a little bit younger with black hair, clack clothes and an aviator's jacket or something. There were two other faces in the room, and I recognised those two. Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. But wait, if they were there, then where was Ron? Oh yeah. Across the country, at Hogwarts, probably wondering why I'd passed out just before I went into the fireplace. "Hey Harry, hey Hermione. I'm ok. What happened?" I asked

"Ginny, we don't know. I've been researching this – Dumbledore was so kind he let me bring my books with me – and there was nothing in any of them that mentioned what happened to you, unless it was a spell or hex or something. I just don't know the answer!" Hermione exclaimed. Next to me, I was pretty sure I heard the black-haired boy mutter, "If she isn't a daughter of Athena…"

"Ginny, I asked Will and he said that you've probably overused your demigod powers. Here, we are all demigods, and one of our parents is a god or goddess. My father is Zeus, banished to the magical realm for cheating on his wife. That just lead to more cheating, and so I was born. I try to be as nice as I can to Hera. I have a feeling that will come in handy." Harry said. So one of my parents was a god. Mum was always nice to me, but dad sometimes looked at me with an odd expression in his eyes. Sadness, or something else? Like I didn't belong. But I was the lucky daughter he and my mum had always wanted, right? "I reckon Hermione is a daughter of Athena. From the ones I've seen, she'd fit right in!" Harry said, laughing. Hermione looked offended. "And me? Who's my godly parent?" I asked. An 18-year-old girl with a dark pixie cut and almond eyes walked into the infirmary. "We think you're my sister. Daughter of Tyche, the luck goddess." There was that word again. Luck. Luck, luck, luck, luck, luck, luck, luck.

-P.O.V. Harry (half an hour earlier)-

I had gotten to know everyone. Well, everyone who wanted to get to know me. I told them about my world, and they asked about Voldemort. I told them everything I knew, including what I did. I tried to make it seem like it was based off luck, because it was, but people accused me of being 'Too modest'. Some people called me a liar. But Cabin 11, the children of the God of Lies said I wasn't lying, and Cabin 7, the children of the God of Truth said I was telling the truth. I was telling them about Sirius Black, the escaped mass-murderer when a satyr ran up to us. In the few hours I'd been here, I'd gotten used to satyrs here and there, the occasional dryad. You know, usual stuff. I guess Hogwarts has enhanced my ability to accept the extra-ordinary. The thing that shocked me was "Harry! Two of your friends from Pigwarts or whatever (I laughed at that) have come, but one of them passed out!" Ron and Hermione were the first two people who came to mind, so of course I ran to the Big House and expected Ron when I saw a flash of red hair… but saw a different Weasley: Ginny. "Harry! I don't know what happened; she was fine and then she just passed out just before we got through; I've read a few books to see what had happened and nothing! Harry I just don't know." Hermione said. She sat down in defeat. Hermione hated not knowing. "Hermione, I know someone who can help and knows what's going on. I'll go get him. Stay with her, Hermione. She'll be ok." I ran to go get Will Solace, head healer and son of Apollo. The next half an hour passed in a blur, waiting for Ginny to wake up. Will told me to go and show Hermione around, but we wanted to stay. I didn't know this was what people saw and felt whenever I was in the hospital wing. When Ginny woke up, the first thing I wanted to know was if she was OK. Will gave her nectar and ambrosia, but a girl from Tyche cabin came in and said the word 'luck' something about that word made her pass out again. Maybe this was a sign as to who her godly parent was. Maybe she was a daughter of luck. Maybe Hermione was a daughter of Athena. She was certainly like the few that I knew. Ginny woke up again, this time only after 10 minutes. She was lucky. Will tried to say that but she screamed, "DON'T SAY THE 'L' WORD! Please." And then started crying. "Well, I think we know who your parent is. Chiara, take those two to Hermes cabin. If Ginny is as l- umm… Tyche's domain-y as you are, then she'll be up and running in no time!"

-P.O.V. Hermione-

Cabin 11 was like an old summer camp cabin. Emphasis on old. A boy that introduced himself as Connor Stoll said "Hey, welcome! You're probably undetermined, which means we don't know whether your mom or dad are a god, or who they are! It's not as crowded as it was, but still it has all the unclaimed folk here! Put your valuables over there. We all share, we children of Hermes."

"But isn't Hermes the God of Thieves?" I asked.

"No?"

"Connor. Remember what happened last time when Tyche Cabin pulled that curse on you? Yeah. If you touch any of the undetermined's stuff again well… let's just say we've done it once, and we're not afraid to do it again. Also, here's a note from the Doctor. Ginny passed out. Avoid these things, along with stealing, Connor, just because it's not there doesn't mean you can do it, especially the thing beginning with 'l' that Tyche is the goddess of, otherwise she'll just pass out again. I can't explain it, so don't ask." Chiara said. We settled in, and honestly it was alright. I kept watch; guarded our stuff (especially the books that I brought); helped Ginny calm down; got to know the Hermes campers. "Hey, I think I've figured you two out!" one of the campers exclaimed, gesturing to me and a sleeping Ginny. "You are really clever; I wouldn't be surprised if you were Cabin 6!"

"Yes, but remember Amie? You said that about her but she's Aphrodite, isn't she?"

"True. But this time I just have a strong feeling. And that sleeping girl, well, judging from what Mr. Solace has said then she's probably Tyche."

"Want to bet?"

"10 drachmas for the sleeping girl to be Tyche, another 10 for the awake girl to be Athena!"

"You're on!"

"Connor, what's going on?" I asked. Were they betting on who my mum was? "Don't worry about it, Hermione. They normally bet on undetermined campers."

"Right then. I bet 5 dollars I'm Athena, and Ginny's Tyche," What was I doing?

"Got no drachmas to spare, Little Miss Wisdom?"

"I've never had any drachmas, but I feel like they can't be spent out there in the real world, only in the Greek one." I said.

"She has got a point." Said the boy who bet on me being Athena.

"Ok, then. 5 dollars for you being Athena, another 5 dollars for the girl being Tyche. I have a feeling you're going to regret this because Tyche Cabin likes gambles. Athena only do a gamble they can win."

"What can I say? I have a feeling Tyche is on my side."