Hey everyone. Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. I've been very busy and my computer died. Don't worry, I finally raised enough money to buy a new one. Anyway I hope you like this chapter. Please review. All reviews are good reviews. I need those reviews, I have no motivation to update if I don't have reviews.

Oh and before I forget, thank you everyone for the awesome reviews. They were amazing. Keep reviewing. Pretty Please. (:)

Also Fred and George are no longer Weasley's, when they came to America they changed their last names to Prewitt.

To Lukas Le Stelle: Dude you are awesome. I hope the Gods didn't punish you to hard. I hope you like this chapter.

To TamashinoSuzume: I suffer really bad writers block when I'm writing things, so sometimes I write little short stories to help me overcome my writers block, and because I thought that they were so interesting I thought that I would post them. I want my story to be unique and maybe make some of my readers laugh. I hope this helped you to understand.

To fanfictionnatic: Thank you. It's one of my favorite. I don't know if anyone has noticed. But I edit song lyrics and movie quotes for my line breaks. See if you can figure out what they are. If you do I'll write a chapter in your honor(if you don't guess correctly I'll add an OC in your honor instead).

To Dana: That's a very good question, thanks for asking. At first I just made it up because I wanted a new and better way of magical transportation. But your questions made me think, about the concept 'mirror frame' that is. So thanks, I owe you one.

Oh and to answer your question, you can only go somewhere from a certain state if its the state you're ins day, if you go to another state you won't be able to mirror frame again until its that's states day to use mirror frame. So Rose, Claire and Chris can go to New York from Arizona, but they can't go back to Arizona immediately. They would have to wait until it was New York's mirror frame day. I hope this explanation helped you.

To Akari-Chaan: Thanks for the advice. And I do the short stories because they make my story unique. Oh and before I forget to mention it. When I do this '(blah blah blah)' it's just some extra information in the story. Hope I helped.

To 917brat: thanks

Disclaimer: I really hate this part, I better get it over with. I don't own either Harry Potter or Percy Jackson. You have no idea how much it hurt to type that disclaimer. Very much, very much so.


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08/23/07

Rose's POV

Gods I got no sleep last night. Chris had four more panic attacks. And somehow he wandered in to my art studio and trashed it. I could easily fix it with my magic but still my studio is sacred. Even Claire and Teddy knew that if they trashed it(in a non artistic way of course. I have ruined it before only because an art project got out of hand. So if they ruined it because they got a little carried away with an art project, they wouldn't get into trouble. But this time it is not the case), that they were grounded for a week.

The only reason I haven't kicked his ass is because he's insane. And because Claire likes him so much. Gods I wish Pepper-Up potions weren't illegal in the US(apparently they can be highly addictive). I haven't gotten any sleep lately at all. I glance over at the clock. WHAT THE HELL! ITS 7:30 a.m., I HAVEN'T SLEPT SINCE I WOKE UP AT 6 a.m., YESTERDAY! I need my beauty sleep. I sigh. I better start breakfast. As I enter the kitchen, I find it ruined. The first person that annoys me is going to wish they were never born.


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Camp Half-blood

Dionysus POV

I shivered hard, accidentally tossing my cards onto the ground(Chiron and I are playing Pinochle, I'm finally winning). Chiron looked at me funny. "Are you feeling alright Mr. D"? I shook my head. "I have a terrible feeling my ass is going to be kicked, later today". He stares at me, then he smirks. I can tell he wants to laugh. But he won't, but I know he's laughing on the inside. "Well unfortunately, I have more bad news. I win, you lose". He shows me his cards. I sigh, "Damn". Now I'm in a bad mood. "I need a drink", I summoned a coke... what I wouldn't do for a fucking white wine. My bad feeling and Apollo's prediction gone from my mind.


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Rose's POV

"Claire, are you finally ready to go. Fred and George are waiting for us". I called them when I was making breakfast and they're waiting by the mirror for us. But Claire is taking her time, I know she's worried about Chris, but I gave him enough dreamless sleep to keep him out until tomorrow morning(after what he did to my art studio and to my kitchen. He got off lightly).

I can tell she's nervous. She's scared that Dionysus won't be able to cure Chris and Chris will stay crazy. I can tell by the way she's attached to Chris's side while he's tied up on his gurney, I conjured it so Claire and I wouldn't have to carry him.

"Honey, he'll be fine. Come on we have to go now. So we can be there for lunch". I tap my foot on the carpet, I'm always a bit anxious about mirror framing. I glance at 6 ft. tall mirror on the kitchen door.

Lemons are sweet, lemons are sour, lemons are delicious. Apples are mushy, apples gross, apples are evil. Lemons are way better than apples. I hate apples. They should die. Lemons are super amazing. (My opinion on lemons and apples)

"Ok Mom, lets go". And with that we went through the mirror frame. How do I explain, its like swimming I guess, without needing to come up for air. There's a room of mirrors and you look for a familiar face and swim towards it. Claire and I swam forward a bit, dragging Chris along with us. Then we saw the familiar face of a one eared red head(George, incase you either don't remember or read the book or watched the movie. He lost his ear in book/movie 7). I motioned to Claire and we started to swim towards him.

Now going through the mirror frame to your destination, that's harder to explain. Have you ever had a brain freeze. Its a bit like that but all over your body. And it also feels like your whole body fell asleep so all you feel is pins and needles. I hate it so much. But its way safer and more comfortable than the UK's magical transportation.

"Hey Rose, how are you this lovely day. Want some Nacho Cheese Doritos". I seem them in his hand. Just out of my reach, mocking me. George taunts me some more. Then I jump up and take them from his hands. Oh, My, God so delicious. I can't help but moan, I'm always so hungry after I 'mirror frame' and for some reason I crave these Doritos so much.

"If your quite finished, having a Doritos induced orgasm, that is." Then an evil hand comes and snatch's my Doritos away. "Fuck you Fred. Give those Doritos back to me. Or I swear to the Gods you will regret it". Gods, Fred will never change. We actually used to date, but Fred's gay(I was never his type. He likes blondes) and I'm a girl (a girl trapped in a guys body back then). But we are still really good friends.

I pout for a few minutes then get up. I look to the side and see Claire and George laughing. "Shut up already. Shouldn't we head to Camp Half-Blood already". That shut them up. I feel a bit bad to say that to Claire, oh well. I see Chris is still passed out on the gurney. "Can you get us the car, guys". And twenty minutes later we were off to Camp Half-Blood(its such a stupid name).

I know your wondering what had happened during those twenty minutes. Well, we had lunch, got caught up, Fred and George gave Claire and I some of their prank products. Then after making sure Chris was still knocked out and restrained, we left.


"Well, we're here". I stopped the car right in front of the gate. Then we got out of the car and cast a levitation spell on Chris's gurney so we wouldn't have to carry him. Then I shrunk my car, and put it in my never-ending bag(like the one Hermione has in the Deathly Hallows). We drive for about an hour until we reach Half-Blood Hill. We don't talk, I can tell we are both to nervous to speak. Eventually we reach the bottom of the hill and start walking towards the gate.

"Mom are you sure that you can enter the camp?" Claire asks me, as we're walking up the hill. Gods I wish they would mow the stupid hill. The grass is as tall as me, and I keep slipping. Chris is floating above the grass following us, lucky bugger. I look at Claire, she doesn't look like she's struggling at all. I shake may head, so I can think about her question.

I'm actually not really not sure how to answer her question. I don't have any God blood, but I am a witch, so maybe I can get into the Camp with my magic. It might work, it might not. But I'm willing to try anything at least once. "No idea. Maybe because I have magic I'll be able to enter. No idea at all. Let's go". She looks at me like I'm crazy, I don't care. I shrug and we finally stop. We are finally at the top of the hill at the entrance. I look down at myself. I'm covered in sweat, grass and some mud. I cast a quick cleaning charm on myself and Claire, she's not as dirty but I might as well.

Claire goes through the entrance first, pulling Chris with her. When it was my turn, I felt the barrier. I could tell it didn't want to let me in. But no way in hell I would just leave my daughter and her insane (not that its his fault) boyfriend here and just go. So I give the barrier a little shock with my magic. Just to make it let me in, I could tell I scared it a bit, so I soothed it with my magic. I could tell it was semi sentient.

Then I crossed through. "So we head towards that big barn right"? Claire nodded, I could see her putting up her mask, so she can be Clarisse the tough girl, daughter of Ares again. I hate her mask, but I know she has no choice. You have to adapt to survive. I know that from experience.


{Well off to see the God of Madness. The God of Madness of Camp Half-Blood(such a dumb name). Da da da dum. 'Cus of the knowledge he has.}


Claire's POV

Its so good to be home. I really missed it. I mean I love my other house in Arizona, its home too. But here at Camp, this is where I belong. Mom understands of course, she says that's really the only reason she lets me come here. So I can be with my other family members. Of course there are parts I hate about it. Like that I have to pretend to be someone I'm not. But I have to be strong or the monsters will rip me apart.

I look up at the sky and I can see its starting to gain some color. So probably the other campers will wake up in about 2 hours at 8:00. I missed them, but I need to see Mr. D about Chris first. I hope he'll help. And I hope he doesn't piss my mom off.

I remember when I was six, we were at the playground. When I was playing on the swings, this perverted Cyclops tried to lure me away to his van. Mom was helping Teddy build a sandcastle in the sandbox on the other side of the playground. When I kept saying no, he grabbed me and I screamed. Mom and Teddy ran over.

Mom knew immediately what had happened. She told Teddy to watch me and dragged the Cyclops into the nearby ally. I don't know exactly what had happened. But 5 minutes later the Cyclops came back without his left arm and apologized. When he glanced at my Mom he ran away quickly screaming.

I just hope no one at Camp pisses her off. I feel like Mr. D is going to have his ass kicked big time. Oh well. I just hope Mom doesn't hurt him to bad(Gods can hold really big grudges). I just hope Mr. D can(and if he can will) help Chris. I look at him on the gurney, he looks so peaceful(Mom drugged him a lot). I know he's done some bad stuff, but I love him. I know Mom understands.


I glance at her. She looks so tired, but her eyes shine with determination. I worry for her though, I know she's strong, but she grows a little weaker everyday. Uncle Fred told me about what happened to her when I was 8 years old.

When Mom was still Harry Potter, the Weasley's tried to make Harry(In this part I'll refer to Rose to Harry because this happened before Rose got her sex change) marry Ginny Weasley, so they could take his money, he refused and Dumbledore who was part of the plan to cast a spell on him that would slowly kill him if he didn't marry Ginny. He didn't, so when Harry went to America he got some help in New Orleans to slow down the curse. And the witch doctors gave him potions to help slow down the process.

Because of Mom's magical strength she's still the strongest magical ever, even though she loses some everyday, but she needs rest a lot. And I know she hasn't been resting lately. But I know she has a few years left, I know she won't die until she gets at least 4 grandchildren from both Teddy and me. She told both of us this.

I feel someone shaking me on my left shoulder, I look at Mom. "I know what you're thinking Claire. So stop it. I'm not dead yet. Lets focus on the task at hand, ok". I want to say something, but I can't. She has that look in her eyes that means no arguments. "So is this the Big House, Claire"? I blink in surprise then look straight. Yeah, there it is. Well here we go. And we go through the door


Sorry for the cliffy. And the long wait. I hope you liked this chapter. I'll try to post another chapter soon.