Harry looked across the water, anger boiling inside him. He saw that the boy was gone and the sea was as calm as ever. He could tell his friends were anxious. Harry turned. "I'm serious, there was a boy here!" Hermione sighed. "Harry, come on let's go back to Hogwarts," Harry clenched his fists. Ron was silent, which was odd for him. "No, we can't!" Harry cried. Hermione looked surprised."Why not?" she asked. Harry didn't answer. He knew exactly what to do. He had managed to read the words on the boy's orange t-shirt. Camp Half-Blood. "Guys, were going… to New York City."
(Sorry for the wait, next chapter will be coming soon!)
