July 13, 2011 - New York City

Ginny frowned and looked at the map again. "I thought I had the directions right."

"I'm sure you do, darling," her husband replied, trying to stop James from pouring the contents of his water bottle down Albus' back.

"Alright. I think we're going to turn right at this corner."

"Mummy, my legs hurt," Lily said, tugging on her mother's pant leg.

"I think I can fix that," Harry said, scooping his three-year-old daughter into his arms. "You're getting big, Lily."

She chuckled. "Daddy!"

"Alright, the restaurant's down there," Ginny said definitively.

They followed her. "Hard to believe we're really in America," Harry said, shaking his head.

"Brilliant tenth anniversary celebration idea," Ginny replied. "Get away from everything for a little bit... have a fun family vacation..."

She kissed Harry on the cheek, causing James and Albus to say, "Ew!" in unison.

When they got to the restaurant, they took their seats at a checkered booth. Nearby was a small two-person table where a couple of teenagers sat, apparently in some kind of an argument.

"Forget it, Seaweed Brain," said the tanned blonde girl with a shake of her head. "I am not going to see Captain America with you."

"But it's gonna be a good movie!" said the boy across from her.

"It is going to be a movie about war, Percy. I've had enough of war stories."

There was a pause at the table, and Ginny couldn't help but wonder what that conversation was about. "Percy," she muttered to Harry. "Interesting coincidence of a name."

"Sorry," Percy continued as the waiter brought the Potters their menus. "Don't mean to ruin your birthday lunch."

"Don't be dumb, Seaweed Brain. You could never ruin my birthday. There's nobody I'd rather celebrate with."

Turning her head back to her family, Ginny said, "So. What should we order?"

Harry shrugged. "I've heard the pizza here is very good."

"Pizza?"

Lowering his voice to a whisper, he said, "Muggle food."

"Why you whispering Daddy?" Lily suddenly asked, quite loudly, turning several heads in their direction.

"No reason, Lily," her father said with a chuckle. "Just talking to your Mummy."

"About food," said James. "Right?"

"Yes, right," said Ginny.

"Hooray for food!" Albus exclaimed, and Harry laughed.

Ginny turned to the pizza section of the menu. "There are too many types of pizza here. How am I supposed to pick one?"

Harry shrugged. "Don't know. I've only had pizza maybe twice in my life."

"Sorry, did I just hear you correctly?" the boy called Percy cut in from the other table. "You've had pizza twice in your life?"

"Percy!" the girl exclaimed. "Don't stick your nose into other people's business."

Ginny couldn't help but chuckle. "That's alright. Don't suppose you have a recommendation?"

"Hmm," said Percy. "Well, I wouldn't get the Greek pizza. Might be kind of bitter."

The girl across from him snorted; clearly this was some sort of inside joke.

"I'd say go for the Margherita, but I'm not the New York native," she said.

"Meat Lovers is pretty good," Percy said. "If you love meat."

Ginny gave another faint chuckle. "My brother is named Percy and you're so different from any way he would ever act that it's strange."

"To be fair, your brother's not the most normal person in the world," Harry said.

"Harry! Not in front of the kids."

"He's right," said James. "Nobody in our family is normal."

"Astute observation, James," Harry said, trying to hide his laughter.

"So, you're from England?" the girl asked. "Have you been to Big Ben?"

"I've driven past it," Harry said. "Why?"

"Sorry, I've just got an interest in architecture."

"Annabeth, don't bother these people."

"Says the eavesdropper."

"You think Big Ben is interesting, you should see some of the castles in the countryside," said Harry, winking at Ginny.

"Those sound incredible," Annabeth said. "Percy, we should go to Britain."

"Why don't we finish high school first?"

"Obviously I meant after. Maybe as a trip, for graduation or something."

They continued their conversation, and Ginny chuckled. "Teenage love. Remember when we were there?"

"We didn't fight this much," said Harry.

"No, true, that was Ron and Hermione," she agreed.

"Ginny, not in front of the kids."

As the waitress was coming back over to take their orders, there was a large crashing sound in the doorway. Looking over, Ginny saw that the door had been blown in. "Harry," she said under her breath. "Do you think?"

"Maybe."

There was another sound as what seemed to be a tornado of some kind broke through the ceiling of the restaurant.

"Everybody out!" said a voice, and it wasn't her husband. Turning around in surprise, Ginny saw the boy, Percy, shouting at people as he stood before the tornado, holding up his hands.

"Agreed, out!" called Harry. He turned to Ginny. "Gin, get the kids out of here."

"If you think I'm leaving you in here to face this thing alone..."

"Someone's got to watch them."

"There's a whole crowd of people out there," Ginny said. "James, take your brother and sister and get out."

Harry shook his head. "You're too reckless."

"You're one to talk."

"If anything happens to us-"

"It won't," said Ginny, drawing her wand. "Arresto Momento!"

The tornado-type thing stopped for a moment, frozen in midair. Then it continued.

"Powerful," said Harry.

"As are you," said Annabeth. She and Percy were the only ones left in the restaurant. "Are you... like us?"

"Are you wizards?" asked Harry.

"What? No." Annabeth frowned. "We're demigods."

"Demi-what?"

"Now is not the time for this," said Ginny.

"Fair point," said Percy. He moved his hands towards the kitchen, and a stream of water came out of it, enveloping the tornado.

"Is enveloping the storm really a good idea?" Annabeth asked.

"Maybe not."

"Finite Incantatem!" shouted Harry.

The tornado paused for another second, then disappeared.

"Okay," said Percy, shaking his head. "What the hell was that?"

Instead of replying, Ginny ran outside, Harry hot on her heels. The kids were all standing together, looking scared, and they both wrapped their arms around all three of them.

A minute later, Percy and Annabeth walked up behind them. "Would you mind coming with us?" Annabeth asked.

"To where?" asked Harry.

"Camp Half-Blood."

"Camp what?"