A/N onto chapter 2! Thanks for all of the follows and reviews for this story that I got this past week. Thanks to them, I managed to write 3 more chapters. I'm going to a review from a guest that needed explanations from me. They asked about the Hecate cabin and were wondering if it should exist. This isn't following cannon for the PJO books, only for the HP books. So in order to help the story along, I made a Hecate cabin. Sorry for any confusion that it may have caused. I really hope you guys enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 2- A Story to Remember

Me being the closest caught her, and Sam helped me lay her down. Campers started to crowd, but Chiron broke through.

"Everyone back to camp!" He called. "Now please." People grumbled again, but did start to walk away. I stood up with Sam and Lizzy who had made her way to the front also. "Actually, can the three of you help me take her to the infirmary?" Chiron asked.

"Sure," Sam said.

"What did she mean 'I'm supposed to be dead'?" I asked. Chiron shook his head.

"I'm not sure."

"And she's british," I said.

"We don't know that for certain," Sam said. "She only said, like, seven words."

"I lived for almost an entire year in britain," I replied. "I know a british accent when I hear one."

I grabbed one of the girl's arms and slung it around my neck and Lizzy did the same with the other arm. Together we lifted the limp girl up. She was, not surprisingly since she was so short, light. Sam walked behind us, ready to catch the girl if she fell.

We walked back to camp and brought her to the infirmary where we laid her on a bed.

"How did she break the ground?" Lizzy asked.

"You don't think she's a daughter of Hades, do you?" Sam asked Chiron who shrugged.

"I don't want to hypothesis anything," Chiron replied, "But you never know. Why don't you girls go back to your cabins."

Sam left first, after saying goodnight, and Lizzy followed after. I hesitated, looking at the girl on the bed.
"She'll be fine, Emma," Chiron said. "I'll let you know if anything changes with her well being." I nodded but hesitated for a second more.

"If she is a daughter of Hades," I said, quietly, "why would she have said she should be dead?"

"I don't know," Chiron replied. "But you need to get some rest." Chiron turned me around and pushed me out of the room and into the hall before shutting the door. I sighed and went back to my cabin, to find my bed had come. Surprisingly, I wasn't as excited as I thought I would be. It was still comfortable though and I happily fell asleep on a bed for the first time since school.

The rest of the weekend passed in mostly the same way as every other day at camp. The only difference is now we had a random girl passed out in one of the beds in the infirmary. True to his word, Chiron kept Lizzy, Sam and I updated on her status, but these updates mostly consisted of, "She's still asleep." The first major change was Sunday during breakfast when a letter came for me.

I had just woken up and was changing when an owl flew in through my open window. Except it wasn't Addy or Hedwig. Phire started to meow at it from my bed, but the owl ignored her and landed on my desk and stuck out its leg, which had a letter with the hogwarts seal on it. Confused, I took the letter and the owl flew off again, leaving Phire meowing after it.

I opened the letter and took out the folded piece of parchment.

Dear Ms. Potter-

I hope you are having a good break. Hogwarts has just received notice of a wizard on your grounds by the name of Callie Hunter. Please confirm or deny this as soon as possible.

Best wishes,

Minerva McGonagall, deputy headmistress.

Wizard? I thought. She's a wizard? I got up, and went to the door, intent on talking to Chiron when there was a knock. I opened it and saw Lizzy on the doorstep.

"She's up," was all she said before the two of us took off across the grounds. We went into the big house and up to the room that the girl was asleep in. I pushed the door open and saw the dark haired girl sitting up in bed looking extremely annoyed.

"Why am I in a random bed?" was the first thing out of her mouth.

"Um, hi," Lizzy said.

"Where am I?" the girl asked again.

"New York," I replied, sitting in one of the chairs.

"Why am I in New York?" she asked.

"Where do you expect to be?" I replied.

"London," she said. "You know, where I live."

"How old are you?" Lizzy asked.

"Twelve, I think," the girl replied. "But why does that matter."

"Just wondering. I'm Lizzy by the way."

"Callie," the girl replied.

"Emma," I said. "Hey Lizzy, can I see you in the hall?"

Lizzy looked confused and Callie rolled her eyes, saying "Sure, don't answer my questions. That's fine by me."

I took Lizzy by the hand and pulled her out into the hall, then passed her the letter. She read it, and her eyes widened. "I'm going to bring this to Chiron. You may want to explain some things to her." I nodded, and went back into the room, finding Callie walking around the room, trying to find something to keep her occupied.

"Can't keep still?" I asked.

"ADHD," she replied.

"Same," I said. Callie looked surprised.

"Really?"

"Yeah," I said. "And slight dyslexia. Not to bad."

"Same," Callie said.

"Yeah. It's kind of a thing here," I replied.

"Where am I, anyway. Like a special people school?"

"Not quite," I replied. "Do you remember what you said when you woke up?"

"No," she replied. "All I remember is waking up here."

"Well, it went something like 'I'm supposed to be dead'." Callie turned slightly red. "Now why would you say something like that?"

"Why would I know?"

"Well you said it. And you turned red right now meaning you know something."

"Or that it was a random thing I said and now I'm embarrassed."

"True," I said. "It could be that, but I've heard weirder. Now why would you say that?"

"You wouldn't believe me."

"Try me," I said. "I've been through alot in this past year."

"Fine," Callie said. "But if I tell you, you have to tell me what went on in your life."

"Fine," I said. "But you first."

"Fine. Well like I told you, I live in London. Or lived. I don't know. It's kind of weird. I decided to leave my home when I was about to turn ten, deciding I didn't want to live there, and I learned to live on my own. So life was all good and stuff until like the summer when I think I… died. I'm not sure how to explain it. I was riding my bike and then I had to cross a street. Which I did, but then…. I got hit by a car. And then everything went black. I'm not really sure. It was weird. It went from black to kind of like, dreary. It was like one endless field with like, trees everywhere. And old people. I can't really explain it. It was weird. And I kind of went 'I think I'm dead'. And it kind of lasted like that for a bit. And then I woke up standing in a field with like a lot of teens around me, said something about being dead, and passed out again. So yeah," she finished, sitting on the bed and looking at me. "You're turn."

"Wait, so you were dead?" I asked.

"Were you listening?" Callie asked.

"Well yeah, but it's hard to wrap your mind around."

"I told you you wouldn't believe me."

"Oh trust me," I replied, "I believe you. You're talking to the queen of weird."

"Speaking of which," Callie said," I want to hear your story."

"Alright," I responded. "So let's start when I was five. I lived in a orphanage because my parents had died when I was born, and, to put it plainly, my orphanage sucked. The only thing they cared about was getting us adopted. And being a small, cute five year old, they tried hard with me. I pretty much got put into dresses and told to act nice so people would adopt me. And from a young age, I decided this was stupid and acted as awful as I could just to spite my foster parents and or whoever was running the orphanage. And one night, I just got tired of it, so being stubborn five year old me, I decided to run away. Not my smartest idea. Five year old me was left on the streets with no idea what I was doing, and because I was an orphan, no one really cared that I left. And then the monsters started. Yes," I said at her face, "Monsters."

"Oh I believe you," Callie said. "But monsters are something I can relate to. I may have run into a few things that looked like either giant hounds, evil, green women, or other creepy things. I've gotten to be a great runner."

"Well that makes sense," I replied.

"Why?" She asked. "Or are you not going to tell me."

"Let's finish my story. So monsters. Five year old me had to fight monsters. Or run, but I sucked at running. So I fought. Unfortunately, the only weapon I had was an old pair of heels I was wearing when i ran away. So I used those. I spent like two months running from monsters and trying to stay alive. But then I was found by a boy named Kyle. He talked me down from trying to kill him and brought me to here."

"And what is here?" Callie asked.

"A camp," I replied. "Of sorts. Have you heard any greek myths?"

"Do they even teach those in foster homes?" Callie asked,

"Are you a foster child?" I responded.

"Yeah," she replied. "Did I forget to add that to my story?"

"Yeah you did," I responded, rolling my eyes.

"Well I know the basis. Zeus, Hades, Poseidon, sky, ocean, dead, and all that nonsense."

"Yeah, that nonsense is less nonsense and more… real," I replied.

"Really?" she asked. I nodded and Callie started to laugh. "Ok seriously, where am I?"

"You died and came back but don't believe me?" I asked.

"Ok, fair enough. Go on."

"Ok. So I came to camp, and started training."

"Training?" she asked.

"To kill monsters. Now will you let me finish my story? Thank you. Now where was I."

"Kyle?" Callie said.

"What about him," I asked, my expression turning sour.

"You we're talking about him," Callie replied.

"Oh right," I said. "Sorry. So camp. I was told about all of the greek gods and how they were real. Have you heard of Hercules?" Callie nodded.

"He's a son of Zeus. What was it… a demigod?"
"Exactly. So demigods are real. I'm one, and your one."

"No i'm not," Callie said immediately.

"Yeah, you are. You wouldn't be allowed in camp if you weren't."

"Fine then, who's my parent?"

"I don't know."

"Whos your parent?"

"Zeus," I replied.

Her eyes widened. "Isn't that the King of the Gods?"

"Yeah," I responded.

"Does that make you.. Like a princess?"

"Ewww no!" I said. "That's not quite how we do it here. But back to my story. So when I got here, I wasn't told I was a daughter of Zeus. Being a child of the big three is kind of a big deal, so Chiron, he's the centaur, decided not to mention it. Instead, I was claimed by Hecate, goddess of magic and the mist."

"How does that work?" Callie asked. "The claiming thing I mean."

"Well, normally your godly parent will send a sign saying that your their child."

"Normally?"

"Well sometimes it takes longer than others to be claimed," I explained.

"How did you get claimed by the wrong person?"

"Not quite the wrong person," I replied. "I am blessed by Hecate, meaning I have magic. But that will come up later in the story. Anyway, I settled in as the only known daughter of Hecate. No one really knows why I was the only one claimed by her, but that was that. Until the age of eight, I just had lessons with the Hermes cabin. About two months after I turned 8, Lizzy showed up and was also claimed by Hecate. So then there was the two of us. We had lessons together, ate meals together, lived together, etc. She kind of became like an older sister to me. Then, when I was still 10, a couple of days before my birthday, I got a letter from a school called Hogwarts."

Callie snorted. "They named a school after pig pimples?"

"Yeah, I'm not quite sure why," I responded. "But I opened the letter and learned that Hogwarts is a school for wizards and witches."

"Wait, now you're telling me there are wizards along with god's?" Callie asked. I gave her a look. "Right, came back from the dead. Continue."

"So that happened. I went to London, where the school was located," Callie perked up when I mentioned her home, "and there I went shopping for wizard stuff. I also learned that I'm kind of famous in the wizard world. See, me and my brother were the downfall of this dark wizard named Voldemort, and it was kind of a big deal."

"Wait, you never mentioned a brother," Callie said.

"That's because I didn't meet him until I went to Hogwarts."

"What's his name?" Callie asked.

"Harry."

"Harry…"

"Potter," I replied. "Harry Potter."

"And Emma Potter."

"Yes, now can I finish? My story's almost done. Ok. So I went to Hogwarts and learned all this cool magic stuff, but then people started getting petrified." At Callie's confused look, I explained, "It's almost like putting people into a coma. So my friend Ginny, her brother Ron, Harry, my friend Astoria, Harry's friend Hermione, and I tried to figure out what was happening. The Astoria and Hermione got petrified which left me, Ginny, Harry, and Ron. We ended up figuring out what was happening. But before we could do anything, Ginny was kidnapped by the monster. We found that Voldemort, or young Voldemort, was behind it. So Ron, Harry, and I went into the chamber where he was, but Ron was separated. Then there was two. Harry and I fought Voldemort, a giant snake, and also a boy named Kyle."

"Wait, didn't a Kyle take you to camp?"

"Yeah," I replied. "Turns out he betrayed us demigods and is now working to bring back the titan of the sky, Ouranos. Bad things. What a great time to show up, Callie. Anyway, Harry, Ron, Ginny, and I all survived, Astoria, Hermione, and all those petrified were brought back, and I got all hundreds on my exams. Everything was great. But then you showed up and kind of threw a wrench in things."

"Why am I so important?" Callie asked, actually taking all of this pretty well.

"Well, first off, when someone pops out of the ground and claims to be dead, it's kind of an off putter. Then I got this letter." I passed her the letter I had gotten this morning.

"Wait, so I'm a demigod… and a wizard?" Callie asked, eyes wide.

"I guess," I replied. "I'm not positive, but normally McGonagall's right about most stuff."

"But I thought you said you started this school when you were eleven. Why am i just learning about this at twelve?"
"Maybe because you were on the run?" I said, after thinking back to her story.

"So, i'm a wizard?" Callie asked.

"Weird, right?" I asked.

"Just… hard to wrap my hand around."

"Fair enough," I supplied. "I got this news one at a time instead of two at a time."

Callie paused and then said, "Why do you think I came back from the dead?"

"Well, I have a theory," I responded. I hesitated, but Callie glared at me so I said, "I think you're a child of Hades." I said fast.

"Wait, like the king of the dead?"
"Well it would make sense. You're obviously a demigod, and you came back from the dead. I could be wrong but…" I trailed off when a helmet appeared over her head. It was all black.

"The helm of darkness," Lizzy said in awe when she entered with Chiron.

"Why is everyone staring at me?" Callie asked.

"Um, you know how I told you about claiming?" I asked.

"Yeah, why?" Callie said, slightly annoyed.

"Well you've been claimed."

"By who?" Callie asked, a mix between excitement and scared pouring out of her.

"Hades," I replied.

"Didn't you say…" Callie started.

"Yes," I replied.

"It's official," Chiron said, coming all the way into the room. "Emma, did you explain everything to Callie here?"
"Yes," I replied.

"Even about wizards?" Lizzy asked.

"Yes," I said.

"Well then, Emma, why don't you take Callie on the tour. Lizzy, you can go to activities," Chiron said.

"But-" Lizzy started, but Chiron gave her a look, so she left, grumbling the entire way.

I brought Callie out of the big house and onto the grounds.

"Wow," was all Callie said, when we walked into the blinding sun. I put on my sunglasses and gave Callie a pair also. Then we started. I showed her the volleyball courts first, waving to Ally, Grace, Tim, and Hannah who were playing 2v2. They waved back, but had questioning glances towards Callie who turned slightly red. From there, we passed the art's and crafts building, the amphitheater, and the climbing wall, that Callie asked, "Is that lava?" when we passed. Then we crossed the river, went the the stables, armory (where I promised that we would get her a sword later), arena, mess hall, before finally coming to the cabins. There weren't cabins for all the gods, only the 12 olympians and a cabin for any minor gods that had children. Now, there was a cabin that was low to the ground and made of black onyx on the right of the Hera cabin, across from the Poseidon cabin. Hades.

"This is the Hecate cabin," I said pointing towards the first cabin, "then you have Dionysus, Hermes, Hephaestus, Aphrodite, Apollo, Artemis, Athena, Ares, Demeter, Poseidon, Hera, Zeus, and finally, Hades." I pointed towards the black cabin that we know stood in front of.

"This is… mine?" Callie asked. I nodded and she stepped forward and pushed open the door. Inside there was a bunk bed with blood red sheets and pillows on both beds. There was also a desk in the corner and a dresser as well as a red rug. "I don't have any, like, clothes to wear," Callie said, looking down at her tattered blue t-shirt and jean shorts.

"You look about my size," I replied. "Let's go to my cabin. I'll grab you something." She nodded, still slightly awestruck at her cabin. I brought her over to the Zeus cabin, where I opened the door and motioned for her to sit on my bed while I went to the dresser.

"It seems more… homey than I thought a cabin for Zeus would be.

"Yeah well this is one of the original cabins, but no one lived in it before me, so there was no furniture. So I took it upon myself to decorate."

"Couldn't get rid of the giant statue?" Callie asked, looking up at the giant statue of my father.

"I wish I could," I replied, pulling out a camp t-shirt and pair of jean shorts and passing them to her. "You can use the bathroom, then we'll go to the camp shop and get you toiletries and some other clothes." Callie nodded and went into the bathroom to change. When she came back, her black hair was thrown into a ponytail and her shirt was tucked into her shorts. "Too big?" I asked.

"A bit," Callie replied. "So what does being a daughter of a god mean?"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, what's so special about us?"
"First, we attract monsters," I said. "But you knew that. Also, we can't use technology without attacking monsters."

"That sucks," Callie said.

"Well I have a phone that I used a spell to alter. We can probably do the same for you since you're a wizard. Also, we have powers."

"You say that like it's no big deal," Callie replied. "What kind of powers do you have?"

"Well, I can fly," I started.

"Cool!" Callie said, her eyes wide. "What else?"
"I can electrocute people. Also make giant storms, manipulate the air, and I have enhanced strength," I said.

"What can I do?" Callie asked.

"That depends," I reply. "It's really something that you have to figure out for yourself. Probably shadow travel, which means moving from one place to another by just using the shadows, summon the dead, and maybe be able to summon and talk to ghosts. Also, magic obviously, but that comes with being a wizard."

"That's so… cool," Callie said. Her eyes were still wide, and I realized it was probably too much for her to take in right now.

"Why don't we go get you some clothes," I said, grabbing my purse with some money off of my night table and picking up my sword, strapping it to my belt. But before we could leave, hedwig swooped in through the window.

"Is that an owl?" Callie asked, surprised.

"Yeah," I said. "It's actually my brothers." Hedwig landed on my desk and stuck out her leg. I untied the letter on it and opened it.

Emma-

So small problem. You know that part where you told me not to lose my temper? Yeah, I kind of didn't do that. To cut this short, I may have turned my aunt into a balloon. But before you start yelling at me (or writing me a letter in all caps. Is that how you show your anger in letter form?) no one was hurt. There was a thing with the Minister of Magic, but it's all fine. I did learn that there is a mass murder who escaped from Azkaban that killed mum and dad. Long story. But right now, I'm at the Leaky. If you want to come up early to London, meet me?

Love you-

Harry

"He's such and idiot," I said, and Callie laughed.

"I love watching siblings. What did he do?" she asked.

"He blew up his aunt!"

"Wait, his aunt? Not your aunt?"

"Well technically we're not brother and sister. More like cousins. But his family adopted me, so we don't talk about that. Anyway, you want to go to London?" I asked, already starting to throw clothes into my trunk.

"Wait, now?" Callie asked.

"When else? Of course, we'll have to get you a sword and some necessities first, but then we have to get up there. You don't have to come to Hogwarts, but it's fun."

"Why wouldn't I go to a school for wizards?"

A/N Back to the Wizarding World we go! As much as I love the PJO books, I enjoy writing in the HP book line so much more. I really hope you guys liked the chapter. Please review with any questions or encouragement! It really helps. Also check out my two other new stories, So Goes the Game and United We Rise. Thanks for reading!