"Easy Nico." Bianca patted her brother's back, "Feel better."
Harry turned to Thalia, "What was that?"
"What was what?" She replied snazzily.
"You nearly killed us and you're giving me attitude?!" Harry barked at her.
She looked at the ground, "It's not my fault..." She mumbled, "I'm afraid of heights."
"I'm sorry, could you repeat that?" Harry leaned closer.
Thalia glared at him, "You know what I said."
"But...how?" Harry titled his head to one side, "You're the daughter of Zeus for Olympus sake!"
"Yeah, well that doesn't mean anything." She crossed her arms and looked away.
Harry exhaled silently, "Look, sorry if I'm judging. You kind of gave me a heart attack back on that bus."
"Stupid Apollo," Thalia grumbled, "Making me drive the chariot. If it wasn't for his hotness..."
Harry began to walk away, thinking this was something he was better off not hearing.
"Hey Nico." Harry waved slightly, "How are you feeling?"
"That ride was like...totally tubular!" Nico threw up a surfer sign, "I don't think anything that exciting will ever happen to me again!"
"I would hope not." Harry smiled, "Near-death experiences are an everyday occurrence for me. You have to be built for it."
"Hey," Nico shrugged, "I'm a demigod right? That means I should expect this kind of thing from now on, right?"
Harry pursed his lips, "Right..."
He had remembered his dream from the night before, 'I have to tell Chiron about the goddess of Chaos. I've been so caught up in the mischief of this world that I've forgotten about my own. What's going on with Ron and Hermione?'
"Yo, Nico!" Percy waved to them from deeper inland, "We're heading to the Big House to explain things to Chiron and Mr. D. You should come with us and we'll sort you two out."
"Who's Mr. D?" Nico jogged over to him and Harry followed behind him, slowly walking.
"Ah, I call him Mr. D but he's actually Dionysus." Percy corrected himself.
"I get to meet another Greek god?" Nico's grin widened, "Man! That's 3 today! Wow!"
"Yeah yeah." Percy put Nico in a playful headlock and gave him a nuggie, "Try not to nerd out on me."
"No promises." Nico laughed.
Harry looked up at the sky, 'Dionysus. If I'm correct, that's the wine god. Does he have any powers that could be of use to me?' Noticing that Percy and Nico were a substantial distance away from him, he picked up his pace.
'Ah well.' Harry shook his head, 'I just have to see how things play out.'
"Peter Johnson!" Dionysus barked, "You're still alive?"
"Good to see you too, Mr. D." Percy rolled his eyes, "Still wearing that same leopard shirt?"
They were currently on the deck of the Big House.
"Listen Perry," Dionysus growled, "I could turn you into a dolphin if I wanted to."
"You could." Percy agreed, "But frankly, you're just too lazy to do it."
Dionysus stood up, the air around him becoming dangerous and heavy. There was a thudding of feet and Nico jumped in front of Percy.
"Oh my Gods!" Nico squealed, "You're the wine dude!"
"I...beg your pardon?" Dionysus was taken aback by Nico's sudden appearance.
"There's this card game I play and, shoot I don't have them on me." Nico looked mad for a second, "Anyways, I have your card! A lot of people think you're the weakest card but I think your powers are sweet!"
"I, uh, thank you." Dionysus seemed to settle down, Nico's ramblings pleasing him, "Tell me more about this game of yours."
"Okay so, it's based on Greek mythology..." Nico launched into a detailed explanation of his game.
"Harry." Chiron clopped over to him, "You look troubled. Is there something on your mind?"
'Perfect.' Harry thought to himself, "Actually, yes. There is something..."
"I see." Chiron walked around his desk and opened the cabinet, taking out a piece of paper, "And this goddess of Chaos said..."
"I needed Percy's help to find her." Harry finished for him, "Apparently she brought me here."
"Well then," Chiron finished writing, "This calls for a consultation with the oracle."
Harry put his hands up, "I don't think that's necessary."
"But why not?" Chiron furrowed his eyebrows, "Contrary to must beliefs, I do not know everything. The oracle is as good as any source to clear any misunderstandings."
"Yes I understand that." Harry nodded, "But like I told you before, I have my own prophecy. Technically, I'm not even supposed to be here. If I do something and everything back home is messed up..."
Chiron put a hand up, "I get you. Many times the gods refused to interfere when their children were in trouble, in fear of changing the future. This is the same."
Harry clapped his hands together, "Exactly. Thanks for understanding."
Chiron waved his hand, "Never mind that. Come with me. I have an announcement for the campers."
Harry followed him downstairs and out the door of the Big House. They walked to the Mess Hall, where majority of the campers were eating and conversing.
"Half-Bloods!" Chiron clapped his hands for their attention.
The chatter stopped almost instantaneously and all eyes turned to Chiron. Harry felt uneasy being the center of attention, but then reminded himself he always got stared at back home.
"As you have probably noticed, the Hunters will be staying with us for a while. As custom, we will be having a friendly game of Capture The Flag against them."
At this, the campers groaned and whispered amongst themselves.
"Now, now," Chiron raised his arms, "Let's not lose hope before the game has begun. This may be our year to turn things around, especially with our newest camper, Harry Potter."
Harry raised his hand quickly, then set it down.
"What can that twerp do?" A gruff male voice sneered.
"A lot more than you can, buddy." The words came out of Harry's mouth before he had a chance to think.
"Oh really?" The guy stood up, "Want to give us a demonstration? 1v1 me, mate." He mocked Harry's accent.
"Sherman, sit down." Chiron addressed him, "Any fighting can wait till after the match. Or do you want the Hunters to win?"
The glares he received from his surrounding demigods forced him to sit down and Harry knew he had made a new enemy.
"With that in mind, return to your cabins and prepare for the match. It will occur half past two." Chiron dismissed the half-bloods.
Immediately, all demigods stood up and dispersed, making battle preparations. The only people that remained were Percy and Nico. Thalia had gone off with the Athena's cabin, walking arm in arm with Annabeth and Bianca was somewhere in the Camp.
"Mind if I tag along with you?" Harry asked Percy.
"Sure." Percy grinned, "There's always room in the Poseidon cabin. How 'bout it Nico? Want to join us?"
"Of course!" Nico yelled, "I'd love to come!"
Percy chuckled, "All right, follow me gents."
"This place is all yours?" Harry looked around the cabin.
It was long and low, the floor painted an aqua blue. The walls were gray stone with painted on sea shells and corals, modeled after the ocean floor.
"Huh." Percy said from deeper inside, "This is new."
"What is?" Nico zoomed over to him, "Oh. My. Gods."
Harry entered the room and found himself looking at a blue and white fountain. At the bottom was some shiny object and without thinking he picked one up. It was a coin.
"Drachma." Percy told him, as if reading his mind, "It's the currency we use when we want to send Iris messages."
"Ah." Harry nodded his head, "Can't use them in the real world I suppose."
"Nope." Percy popped the p.
"Tell me," Harry tossed the coin back into the water, "How does this Capture The Flag work?"
"It kind of speaks for itself really. There are two teams and you have to capture the opposing teams' flag."
"I get that. But are there any boundaries? Certain rules I have to follow..." Harry trailed off.
"Oh!" Percy snapped his fingers, "I get ya. Basically it's the moral stuff, no killing or maiming. You're allowed to take prisoners but you can't bound them or gag them. Other than that, anything's fair game."
Harry stretched his arms, "I like the sound of that. Be honest with me, is my wand good enough for this?"
"Everyone has their own weapon. If you're really a wizard, you should have a few spells up your sleeve, right?" Percy patted his shoulder.
"What about me?" Nico whined.
"Right, right." Percy turned to him, "I'll take you to the armory and get you fitted for a weapon."
"Percy, you mind if I take one of these beds?" Harry jerked his thumb at the six empty bunk beds.
"Nah." Percy waved his hand, "Go ahead."
'"Thanks. Just gonna rest my eyes for a minute." Harry laid down.
"See ya." Percy and Nico left the cabin.
Almost immediately after Harry closed his eyes, he fell into a quick slumber and began to dream.
In the dream, Ron and Cedric were arguing:
"I told you this would happen!" Ron was furious.
"What was I supposed to do Ron? Sneak into the Girls' dormitory and watch her while she was sleeping?" Cedric snapped.
"If need be, YES!" Ron shouted, "Now we have no idea where she is. Oh Lord, if the Death Eaters took her Cedric, I swear on the weasely family tradition I will~"
"She's going to be fine, alright?" Cedric cut him off, "Let's just tell Professor Dumbledore. He'll know what to do."
"For your sake, he better."
The scene faded and was replaced by another. Harry was watching a pale Hermione hold up a ceiling.
"Hermione!" Harry tried to call out to her, but it was no use. She couldn't hear him.
A tall young man with medium length, sandy blonde hair, blue eyes and a defined scar on his face walked around her, "You are a nice person. I have to thank you helping me with my burden." He bent down and held Hermione's chin, "Hopefully, this teaches you not to trust so easily."
"Get away from her, you bastard!" Harry charged at him, going straight through him. He was helpless to watch.
Hermione croaked out a moan of pain and the guy stood up, "Have no fear. Someone will arrive to take your place soon. Until then, make sure to keep it up." He laughed at his sly pun and walked away.
Harry was woken up by someone shaking him.
"Who's there?" He didn't have his glasses on, so he wasn't able to see the person.
"Just the girl-genius you helped."Annabeth handed him his glasses, "It's almost time for the game and you're sleeping?"
Harry rubbed his eyes as he put on his glasses, sitting up, "I didn't know."
"Well, whatever. Who's this Hermione you were yelling for in your sleep?" She asked him.
He held his head in his hands, "She's kind of like you. In the sense that she's a know-it-all."
Annabeth frowned, "I am not a know-it-all. I just have a wide range of facts in my head."
"Of course." Harry snickered, his mood brightening a bit before he remembered his dream, "I had a dream about her and she's...she's not in the best shape."
"Is she your girlfriend?" Annabeth patted his shoulder, "I'm sure she can take care of herself."
"No, no, no." Harry stood up, "She's not my girlfriend, more like my sister. And what I saw...there's no way she's okay. She's basically trapped."
Annabeth was silent for a moment, then she spoke, "Listen, there's no way I can help her but if you ever need someone to talk to that's a serious person..."
"Thanks Annabeth." Harry smiled lightly, "I'd like that."
She smiled back, "Wise Girl to the rescue. Now come on, let's go beat these Hunters."
(I am proud to say that this is the longest chapter I have written in this story. Let's see if the next chapter will be even longer. ^.^ Until next time, my beauties. Au revoir!)