Chapter 3
Neville
Neville ran to find his demigod brethren. By the time he found them gathered around the black lake he was out of breath, and panting hard.
"Neville, Neville, what's wrong?" Luna asked worriedly.
"Harry, Ron, and Hermione are onto us, we need to be more careful! They want me to help them keep tabs on our American family!"
"What!" Draco stood up angrily. Draco was scary when he was mad, it was a trait among his siblings, inherited from their mother.
Draco valued family more than anything, considering he had a shitty childhood much like his sister Annabeth, and would go to any lengths to protect them.
You practically had to tear him out of Cabin 6 every September 1st. We actually did have to tear him out of Cabin 6 one year, me and Luna, but that's a story for another time.
At the moment we're focusing on the fact that THE OTHERS WERE IN DANGER!
