So I had to rewrite this chapter a few times, I just couldn't get the plots I made up to work correctly. So, I took to the reviews and found a kinda cool idea. So thanks to ClearcloudofRiverHuffle, who just so happens to be one of the first reviewers on this story, so that's cool. Anyways, on with the chapter.

Ron:

I'd be lying if I wasn't completely freaked out, these guys that I was friends with, had the literal powers of gods. GODS! Bloody Gods.

Now I had to go to my OWLs, with that hanging over my head. If I was being honest with myself I was a bit nervous just being around them in general. I really just wanted to curl up and not go to my Theory of Charms exam, but I was just far too nervous to do so. I was just about to sink back into the realms of dreams until…

"Ron, wake up! We've got our Charms OWL today!" Percy shouted. I decided it would be smarter to just comply, and not risk getting a sword through my eye for not waking up.

"I'm coming Perce," I drearily replied, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"Hey Ron, I know that you might be a bit uncomfortable now that you know who we are, but I hope that doesn't change anything between us, you know?" Percy asked. I put on my best smile, and said the exact opposite of what I wanted to say. What I truly wanted to say was,

"Sorry man, I just realised that you literally have to power to kill probably anyone in the school. You are the son of a god, and you really freak me out. The hell have you done? Apparently there is also an army coming towards our school that you are going to defend us from. Yeah, that weighing down on me makes it really easy to talk and interact with you. That changes nothing at all, why would it?"

However, what I said instead was…

"Of course Percy, nothing can change between us, we've been through a lot and I consider you one of my good friends. You being probably the most powerful person in this school would do nothing to change that," yeah I know that sounded sarcastic, but Percy didn't notice it. He solemnly nodded and grabbed his stuff and rushed down to breakfast, before his Theory of Charms OWL, I realised that I better follow and ran downstairs quickly.

Once I ran down into the Great Hall, the once bustling hall was full of quiet and hushed tones. I looked towards the Gryffindor Table and saw Harry and Percy talking together, but Hermione was sitting far away from them, absorbed in her revision. I walked over to her, ignoring the slight wave I got from the demigods, urgh… demigods. What a weird word. I walked next to Hermione and tapped her on the shoulder.

She turned around and she snarled at me for interrupting her revision. I presented my hands in front of my body, showing I meant no harm.

"Calm down Hermione, I just wanted to sit down and talk." She nodded, and gestured next to her, asking me to sit. "So, why aren't you sitting next to the demigods?" I asked her. She shrugged, and then read her notes for a full minute before replying.

"I don't know Ron. It just seems weird that we just happen to be friends with probably the most powerful people of the centuries. Literal children of the greek gods. I just don't know if I'll ever be able to look at them the same. How will we explain this?"

"I don't know either Hermione. I feel the same, do you just think if we'll be upfront with them, we'll all work it out?"

"Maybe Ron, after today, maybe we'll ask."

After breakfast was finished, All of the fifth and seventh years were told to stand outside the Great Hall, waiting for their Charms exams while everyone else filed out. I stood next to Harry, who seemed to interact with the demigods without any problem. I guess he knew for a while, so it wasn't a shock and he came to terms with it. I also think that the whole having a problem like every year and being the centre of it every single time had something to do with it as well.

While waiting for the doors to open, I went through my mental charms notes, hoping that it would all go well. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Professor McGonagall finally walked through the doors and stared at us, gesturing for us to enter the hall.

Gone were the four house tables had been removed and replaced instead with many tables for one, all facing the staff-table end of the Hall where Professor McGonagall stood facing them. When we were all seated and quiet, she said, 'You may begin,' and turned over an enormous hour-glass on the desk beside her, on which there were also spare quills, ink bottles and rolls of parchment.

I turned over my paper, my heart thumping hard-three rows to my right and four seats ahead Hermione was already scribbling-and I scoured the room. Annabeth was already writing, while Piper was doing the same. However, most of the other demigods, excluding Hazel took a moment to survey their surroundings, as if they expected an ambush. Considering who they were, it was totally possible. Finally, I tore my eyes away and turned them to the first question: a) Give the incantation and b) describe the wand movement required to make objects fly.

I had a fleeting memory of a club soaring high into the air and landing loudly on the thick skull of a troll ... smiling slightly, I bent over the paper and began to write.

"Well, that wasn't too bad was it?" Piper asked, after leaving the hall. I turned to her and replied,

"Please, stop Piper, you're way too good at Charms for your own good. Your demigod skills must've transferred," I chuckled. Piper glared at me, before turning away. In hindsight, that probably wasn't the smartest thing to say, but that's beside the point.

The fifth-years ate lunch with the rest of the school (the four house tables had reappeared for the lunch hour), then they trooped off into the small chamber beside the Great Hall, where they were to wait until called for their practical examination. As small groups of students were called forwards in alphabetical order, those left behind muttered incantations and practised wand movements, occasionally poking each other in the back or eye by mistake.

Annabeth's name was called, and she walked in, trembling, same for Hermione. Most of the others however, seemed to take it easy and chilled out. However, they didn't return so I had no idea how they did.

Harry and I managed to get into a group, and Harry was treated well by the Professor, who said,

"Potter? The famous Potter?" which promptly caused Malfoy to drop the wine glass he was levitating. I made eye-contact with Harry and we barely managed to contain the laughter that was threatening to explode out of both of our mouths.

Truth be told, it wasn't that bad. My levitation charm was better than Malfoy for sure, but had I not mixed up the incantations for Colour Change and Growth Charms, so that the rat he was supposed to be turning orange swelled shockingly and was the size of a badger I would've done better. However, I managed to turn a dinner plate into a mutated mushroom, and I had no idea about how it happened. I ignored the demigods when they tried to greet me, so it was just awkward being in their company. At one point Frank started to walk towards me and I just ran towards the stairs, only to realise that it was the stairwell to the girl's dorms, which promptly turned into a slide, and I fell down, embarrassed, Frank pulled me up and gestured me towards the common room, where all the demigods were looking slightly aggravated. Hermione was standing opposite them, and I was shoved next to her. Trembling slightly, I looked towards them, and gave them a slight smile.

"Why are you avoiding us?" Hazel asked, in a worried tone. I raised my eyebrow at Hermione, clearly indicating that she should do the talking. Hermione shrugged, then exhaled.

"Guys, it's just just th—that you are probably the most powerful people in the past century, with the power to destroy the school, and kill everyone. It's just extremely uncomfortable that all the good memories we made with you were made with half-gods. I'm sorry, I'm doing a horrible job of explaining it, but it's just a lot to take in."

Instead of the death glares, I was expecting, they all gave understanding looks, like they had similar thoughts.

"Hermione, when we found out we were demigods, the exact same thing went through our heads. It was just really awkward and scary that I was half-god and for someone else to experience their whole world turned upside down, it's just relatable for us," Annabeth reasoned, and all the other demigods nodded.

In my heart, I felt a lump of ice melt, that I hadn't even known existed until now. I felt that lump of emotions uncurl and I felt the awkwardness that I had felt since learning the truth slowly evaporate. They knew what they were going through, but there was one more thing that I could ask that would help comfort me even more.

"Uh guys, this is quite an awkward request, but could you do one of those IMs and let us talk to your headmaster, Mr. Brunner, or whatever." I asked. Percy smirked, then glanced at Hermione as if he knew she'd enjoy it.

"Well, the headmaster of Camp Half-Blood, is a centaur, by the name of Chiron." Hermione's eyes seemed to bulge out of her sockets.

"Chiron… the centaur… as in… the trainer of HERCULES, AND JASON!" she practically screamed.

"Yes, the one and only," Percy smugly replied. He then plucked a coin out of his pocket, and summoned some water from a nearby goblet and created a rainbow. Oh Iris, god of the rainbow, accept my offering.

Another chapter done. Feel free to review and follow, and whatever else you like. Thanks for 20K views, this is insane.

Anyways,

~RedGods