A/N Guysssssss. I didn't get like any reviews on the last chapter. This story has only two reviews. Not that I don't appreciate the ones I have but without reviews it's hard to find the inspiration to write. Even just like two word reviews are appreciate and give me the motivation to keep writing.

Wow I sound so needy. But seriously guys, it does help. Sorry for the little excursion. Now back to the thing you're all here for- the story.

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Recap- A new girl shows up named Callie. It turns out that she was actually dead and came back to life via Hades. Emma gets a letter saying that Callie is also a wizard as well as a daughter of Hades. Harry gets in trouble and Callie and Emma decide to go to London early.

Chapter 3- Summer Days Slipping Away

I finished packing while Callie sat on my bed, teasing Phire. I put all of my robes into my trunk (they were all too small now because I grew about an inch), followed by shoes, my books, and everything else. Then I closed it up, grabbed Addy's cage, and told Callie to bring Phire. Then the two of us went back outside, me lugging my giant trunk.

"Let's go to the Hecate cabin first," I said.

"Why?" Callie asked, still playing with my cat.

"Because Lizzy wanted to come to London also." We stopped by the cabin, but Lizzy wasn't in there. So we headed towards the big house, getting strange looks for tugging such a big trunk around. I just rolled my eyes, and Callie did the same any time anyone whispered behind their hands.

"Why are they doing that?" she finally asked, looking slightly peeved.

"Probably news got around that you're a daughter of Hades," I explained.

"Is that a bad thing?"

"Not bad, just different. The big three normally don't have kids."

We passed a group of demeter kids who broke out into whispers and I glared at them. Finally we made it to the big house and went inside. "Chiron!" I called. Lizzy came out of one of the rooms.

"What's wrong, Em?" she asked, motioning to my trunk.

"Change of plans. Harry got into trouble. He's in London early and since we have to do extra shopping for Callie I thought we could go a bit early. Where's Chiron? I have to tell him."

"He just left. Gods called an emergency meeting." That made me stop.

"Why?" I demanded.

"He didn't say. He only said he was leaving."

"Well we have to go to London. Do you still want to come?" I asked.

"When have I ever missed a shopping trip?" Lizzy rolled her eyes. "Of course I'm coming. Let me pack, then I'll talk to Argus. Why don't you go get Callie some clothes that actually fit her." She turned to Callie when she said this. "Not your fault that Emma's a stick." Callie laughed a bit, but she was slightly red. Lizzy flounced out of the big house and I once again rolled my eyes.

I placed my trunk against one of the walls and put my pets on top of them. "Let's go to the store," I said. Callie groaned.

"I hate shopping," she said. "Everything I wear makes be look pale."

"I know the feeling," I replied. "I'm always either pale or red."

"I'm never red, though. Always pale. It comes with having black hair and nearly black eyes." She motioned to her face.

"Fair enough," I replied. We made it to the store and I pulled the door open. We grabbed Callie a few essential toiletries, a couple of camp t-shirts, some jean shorts, and a bag to put it all in. We went up to the counter where, son of Hermes, was currently sitting.

"Hey Emma," Mike said, taking my items. Then he caught sight of Callie standing next to me and went white.

"Oh for Hades' sake, Mike, calm down," I rolled my eyes. "That's Callie. Callie, this is Mike Tolk, son of Hermes." Callie just smirked at his white face.

"Well… erm… here's your things. I'll see you around, Emma." Then Mike skedaddled into the back room leaving me and Callie, the latter trying to hold back her laughs.

"So I'm guessing people are scared of me now?" She said.

"Well you are a daughter of Hades. First one in centuries. They'll get used to it," I replied, passing her the bag. "Let's head back to the big house. Chiron will be waiting."

And indeed he was. Lizzy was standing outside of his office waiting for us. She looked slightly annoyed and slightly scared.

"Everything alright?" I asked.

"I'll let Chiron tell you," was all Lizzy said, before motioning into the room. I told Callie to stay with Lizzy, much to both of their dismay.

"How come I'm sitting out here?" Lizzy asked.

"I want to hear too!" Callie complained.

"You're both acting like three year olds," I said. "Don't think I won't tell you everything when I come out." Lizzy rolled her eyes but sat down. Callie followed suit.

I pushed the door open and found Chiron sitting at his desk. He never sits at his desk. Unless he is telling us something bad.

"What's the matter?" I asked. Chiron looked slightly grim, like someone died. "What's the matter?" I repeated.

"It's about… school," Chiron replied.

"What about it," I asked, slightly relieved no one was dead.

"I don't think it's the… best… idea if you… you know.. Go back-"

"No," I replied. Now it made sense as to why he looked so sad. He was the one that is going to die.

"With Ouranos at large and Kyle still out there, I-"

"I don't care," I replied.

"Emma, you're needed here," Chiron replied.

"You managed fine last year," I replied. "And then people were kidnapped."

"Yes, but it's not safe anymore," Chiron said.

"What in Hades are you talking about?" I asked. "It's literally as safe as it is here."

"Emma," Chiron started in a calm voice.

"Don't talk down to me, Chiron," I said. "I'm perfectly able to take care of myself. This is what I've been training for since I was, like, 5. And my powers have adapted so much over the summer. I'll be fine!"

"I don't know," Chiron said.

"I'm going with or without your permission," I said. "I have enough money to buy tickets for me, Callie, and Lizzy."

"That's the other thing," Chiron winced. "Callie. She's untrained. I don't know-"

"I'm going," Callie said from the other side of the door.

"So am I," came Lizzy's voice next.

"Will you two shut it?" I asked. There was a few snickers, but no more talking. Then I turned back to Chiron. "Well, you heard them. They want to go. I want to go. We're going." Chiron looked upset.

"I don't think it's the best idea," Chiron said.

"Well yes, I got that much."

"With you not being able to heal fast, it's risky."

"My entire life is risky," I practically yelled. "Living here is risky. Living there is risky. It's just my life!" By the end, I was actually screaming. Chiron flinched as the lights started to flash. I looked down at my hands and saw bits of electric flashing off. "Sorry," I muttered.

Chiron reluctantly agreed after seeing my little… light show, and soon Lizzy, Callie and I were on a plane to London. I sat on the window seat, looking down at the tiny things below. Lizzy sat next to me, half sleeping ontop of me, half listening to music. Callie was on the outside, gripping onto the armrests like her life depended on it.

"I… don't… like… planes," she said through gritted teeth.

"Probably has something to do with your dad," I replied. "But you're fine. My father wouldn't do anything." It still felt weird to call Zeus my father.

Callie nodded, but was pale all the way until the announcement came, "Welcome to London. The date is August 8 at 7:50 am. Please enjoy your time in London!" We grabbed our carry on bags, mine including my disguised sword as a piece of parchment. I had my wand stuck down my book with my leggings pulled over top. Lizzy was grumpy that we woke her up and Callie was still looking green.

We hailed a cab and took it to the street the Leaky was on. The cabbie looked at us like we were crazy when we told him to let us off on a random alley. But he did, so we grabbed our stuff (getting some weird looks for my owl and trunk) out of the back and entered the pub. It was full of people eating breakfast and chatting. People stopped when we walked in, stared at me for a minute until I walked towards where Tom was, and the chattering continued.

"Ms Potter!" Tom, the innkeeper, said with a toothless grin. "What a pleasure. What can I do for you?"

"Can I have three rooms, Tom?" I asked, pulling out the last of my money. "Preferably by each other?"

"Of course! Rooms 12, 13, and 14 are free. Your brother is in room eleven." I brightened at the mention of Harry, excited to see him again. I passed Tom my money and brought Callie and Lizzy upstairs. I went to room 13 and told Callie and Lizzy to pick what ever one they wanted. The two of them fought over who got the room with the better view and I rolled my eyes before going into my room. It had a large queen sized bed in the middle of the room, a small desk under a window that looked over the busy London streets, a dresser, and a night table. Realizing it was going to be three more weeks until I went back to school, I decided to unpack my trunk. Then I let Addy out of the window and Phire out of her cage and opened the door, letting her run around.

Lizzy and Callie were still fighting over the rooms. "Oh will you two just pick one already?" I asked. They turned and looked towards me.

"Shut up, air head," Callie said. I raised my eyebrows. "What? Your father is Zeus, right?"

"What ever, death girl," I replied. Callie rolled her eyes. "Lizzy, take room 12. Callie take 14. Now go unpack!" The door to Harry's room was open, but the only person in there was a maid. "I'm heading downstairs and then to the shops. Meet me there." I got no response, so I went down the stairs to look for Harry.

He wasn't sitting anywhere in the bar or in the surrounding areas. I tried to ignore the stares that followed me wherever I went. It was like I was back to the first month of camp, when everyone learned I was actually a daughter of Zeus. Pretty much everyone but Lizzy spent half of the days staring at me like I was some unknown species, even though I've known most of these people since I was 7. It took a couple of weeks for them to figure out I was still just Emma. Apparently the wizarding world didn't get that message yet.

After checking the last parlor, I pulled my bag farther up my shoulder and fixed my sword into its sheath on my belt before going out to the brick wall. I tapped the third brick to the left above the trash and stood back as Diagon Alley came into view.

With three weeks until school, it was bustling with students getting their supplies. I walked into the crowd, waving to people as I saw them. Alicia Spinnet and Angelina Johnson at the quidditch store.

"Are you trying out this year?" Angelina called to me. I nodded and she and ALicia smiled. "See you there!"

Colin Creevey was wondering around also. When he spotted me, he waved and I waved back. I wasn't particularly close with Colin, but he was in my year and my house, so we were friendly. He had another little boy with him who looked to be his little brother. Jake Lowery was there also, another Gryffindor Second year. I waved to him and Alex Simmons as I passed them together at the robe shop. I recognised a couple of more students, but didn't know any of them.

Finally I made it to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor, where I saw a familiar bout of black hair hunched over parchment. I walked up behind him and said, "Wow you slacker. Still not done with your summer work?" Harry jumped out of his chair and spun around.

"Emma!" he cried, grabbing me in a hug. I hugged him right back, trying not to knock his circular glasses off of him. "You made it!" He pulled back and grinned at me, his hair as messy as ever.

I tried to muster up a serious look. "I can't believe you blew up your aunt, Harry." My face didn't work, though, and I started to snicker. Harry joined and soon the two of us were outright laughing, getting more than a few funny looks from passer byers.

"How's summer going?" Harry asked, sitting down. I sat in the chair across from him. Mr. Fortescue brought me out a sundae, but when I reached to give him money, he flat out refused.

"That was kind," I said.

"He's taken to bringing them out for me every hour," Harry responded. "But you never answered my question. How's summer?"

"Interesting," I replied. Before I could elaborate, I heard a shout of, "Emma!" And turned to find Lizzy and Callie coming towards me.

"You can't just leave us," Callie complained.

"Yeah, we had to ask a random wizard to let us into Diagon Alley. Neither of us have wands!" Lizzy said.

Then Callie stopped at the sight of Harry. "Who's this?"

"Oh right," I said. "Callie, this is Harry, my brother. Harry, this is Callie," I motioned towards the pale girl. "She's new to camp. And is a first year at Hogwarts."

"Nice to meet you," Harry said. My two friends pulled around chairs to join us at the table. Mr. Fortescue brought them sundaes also. "You have a British Accent, not American. I thought you are from Emma's camp."

"I'm from London," Callie replied.

"Why?" Harry asked. Callie looked towards me.

"Um, I'll explain later," I said, looking at all of the people around us. "But anyways, how's your summer going?"

Harry gave me a look. "How do you think?" He asked.

"Well, other than the Dursleys being pricks," I replied.

"Since I got here, fine. I only got here last night, so I haven't done any shopping since I knew I would just have to go get more stuff when you came."

"Speaking of which," Lizzy broke in, "I want to go on a shopping trip. Who's in?"

"I don't have any money," Callie said, playing with her two short black braids.

"That's fine," Lizzy said. "Chiron gave me a key to the vault for… our family."

"I didn't know our… family had a vault," I replied.

"Well it hasn't been open in centuries but yeah, we have one."

I glanced towards Harry who was putting his work away. "Are you ready?" He nodded, so the four of us made our way towards where the large marble building was. We walked in and went to one of the desks where a goblin was sitting. Callie, to her credit, didn't seem fazed by the arrival of the creatures.

"Um, we need to get to some vaults," I said.

"Which vaults?" the goblin murmured.

"Harry Potter's, Emma Potters, and-" I looked towards Lizzy, not sure what to call the other vault.

"The American-Greek vault," Lizzy supplied, passing me the the key. I passed all three to the Goblin who surveyed us, then called for another Goblin.

The entire way down to the vaults, I was holding onto Harry's hand like it was the last thing I was ever going to do. Underground doesn't agree with children of Zeus.

We went to Harry's vault first and Harry refilled his bag with a bit of money. "Don't you need more?" I asked.

"We need this to last," Harry said. "At least until I get a job."

"You realize," the Goblin who was with us put in, "that you get at least triple this once you come of age?"

"Wait, seriously?" Harry asked. The goblin nodded, so Harry got more money before we went to my vault. This time I got out and filled my bag to the top with money. I may be a demigod, but that doesn't mean I don't like shopping.

The demigod vault was extremely far into the bank. When the goblin opened it, a bunch of dust flew at us. Inside was more money than what I had in my vault. Piles upon piles of money was there.

I got out with Callie and helped her put some money into a bag. "The golden ones are galleons. The silver are sickles, and the bronze are knuts. Galleons are worth the most, than sickles, than knuts."

"I'm not going to remember that," Callie replied. I rolled my eyes as we finished putting money into the bag. We climbed back into the cart, then headed for above ground. I breathed a sigh of relief when we made it back into the sunshine and Callie laughed at me.

"Oh don't start," I said. "You were worse on the plane." Callie stuck her tongue out.

"Wow, you two fight like siblings," Lizzy chuckled.

"Well we are cousins," Callie said.

"So are we," Lizzy continued.

"So are we," Harry replied.

I rolled my eyes at them, and ran towards the bookstore. I could almost hear Harry and Lizzy groan as I opened the door and went straight in.

"Emma! School books first!" Harry called.

"You're not to boss of me!" came my reply. I strolled through the store, half consulting my list, half just grabbing books that looked interesting. Once my piles got to heavy to carry, I looked around to make sure no one was looking, then I solidified the air underneath them and had them floating around next to me.

"How many books did you get?" Harry stared at me when I finally, after about an hour, finished browsing. I had five large piles each with about 7 books in them.

"A few," was my response. I unsolidified the air and the books thudded to the ground. "Can you help me with these?" Together, the two of us put the books onto the counter. The cashier looked surprised to see so many books, but rang them up nonetheless. I took out a couple of bags I had brought and put the packages into them, willing the air around it to cover most of the weight. Callie and Lizzy came around, Callie with her new books. Once she checked out, the four of us made our way to the pet shop. Callie marveled at all of the different animals, but finally decided on a barn owl which she named Luke.

"I just like the name," she defended when Lizzy asked her why. From there, we went to the robe shop where we got robes for Callie, new ones from Harry who had grown a few inches, and a couple pairs for me because why not.

We got new potions ingredients, went to the quidditch shop where Harry and I spent a few minutes marveling at the new fire bolt before getting me some quidditch supplies for the upcoming year. We saw Oliver Wood there, also looking longingly at the Firebolt.

"Harry! Emma!" he called. The two of us waved at him as he came over. "Ready for another school year?"

"No," I said at the same time Harry said, "Yeah should be great."

Wood grinned. "Emma are you trying for the team this year?" he asked, motioning to the quidditch supplies.

"What gave it away?" I asked. "But yeah, chaser. I heard Katie is leaving."

"Yeah it's a shame," Wood said. "Her dad got transferred to a ministry job in Paris and they wanted to leave this year instead of next that way her little sister could start first year at a new school instead of switching."

I nodded as Harry said, "That's too bad."

"It is. But now we get a new addition to the team, right Emma?" Wood asked.

"That's up to you," I replied. Oliver bid us goodbye as his parents came over, and Harry and I finished up in the store. (I say finished, but really who's ever finished in a quidditch store? Lizzy and Callie pulled us out.)

"Where next?" Callie asked, still marveling slightly at the wizarding world.

"Wands," Harry replied. "Then robes, then anything else we may need."

"Books!" I said enthusiastically.

"No," Lizzy replied with fake enthusiasm. I swatted her arm.

"Em, you'll be here a couple of weeks. You'll have time for more books," Callie replied.

"Will you even have room in your trunk?" Harry asked.

"Of course," I replied. "I had the Hephaestus kids modify my trunk like yours."

"So that's how you managed the trunk," Harry replied.

"Did you have Max do it?" Lizzy asked.

"'Course" I replied. "Who else?" Max Craighton is a son of Hephaestus and one of the best blacksmiths at camp.

"Is Max anyone I should be worried about?" Harry asked, putting on his overprotective brother face.

I rolled my eyes. "Oh yeah. He's such a cutie. All 7 years of him."

"Just asking," Harry said while Lizzy snickered. We brought Callie to Ollivanders where she got a wand with a core of a dragon, birch wood, and 11 ¾ inches.

"So I just… swish this... and magic works?" Callie asked once we left the shop, still rather confused.

"Not quite," I said. "It's a bit more complicated." She looked confused, but left it be, opting to just go to the robe shop.

"I'm tired," Callie complained, falling onto my bed.

"You're always tired," I replied. From little I've found about Callie, that was the truth. The girl always wanted to sleep.

"True," Callie agreed, her voice muffled from my blanket, "but I am especially tired today."

It had been a week since we had first gotten to Diagon Alley. Lizzy had left a couple of days ago, leaving Callie and I with Harry. So far, we had seen practically everyone from school, except those I wanted to see the most. Ginny and Astoria. My two friends had been mysteriously absent through the course of the summer.

But other than that, it had been a great week. We spent our days lolling around Diagon Alley, going through the stores and hanging under the sun. I spent a lot of time with Harry at the ice cream parlor reading while he finished summer work. Callie's favorite thing to do was just wander around the streets, looking at everything.

"Well I promised we'd meet Harry at Florean in fifteen," I said, pulling out my modified phone that worked against monsters and in magical places.

"What's that?" Callie asked, staring at my phone.

"A… phone?" I said, slightly questioning. "Exactly when did you die, Callie?"

"What year is this?" Callie asked.

"1999," I replied. (A/N- (Yes I am doing this) This was the year that the third book was published. It really doesn't matter, but for the sake of the whole phone thing, this is the cannon year.)

"Well I was born in 1927, so I guess 1938," Callie said carefully.

"You seem… really well adjusted," I replied, trying to cope with the idea that the girl in front of me was 72 years old.

"Well, most technology things just kind of seemed… different," Callie replied, "But I knew everything would be a bit different. Like planes. They're so different than what they used to be. I guess we just never really had hand held phones."

"This isn't weird at all," I said with a sigh after a slight paused.

"How do you think I feel," Callie said. She looked deflated and almost… sad.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

"Yeah," Callie said.

"Are you sure?" I asked. Callie looked almost defeated. I had never seen her look like this.

"I-I'm fine," Callie said. "It's just… I guess I never realized how long I was dead. I-I had a brother. But it was 60 years ago. I'm not sure if he's still alive." Tears blossomed in her eyes.

I moved over and put my arm around the smaller girl. Callie put her head onto my shoulder and cried, letting the tears come over her.

"We'll find him," I promised. "We will." Callie nodded and composed herself again, wiping her eyes.

"Let me just… go take a shower, then we can go find Harry, yeah?" she asked.

"Alright," I said, letting go of her. "I'll be here." Callie nodded and left while I went over to my laptop, also moster/magic proof.

I typed in the search bar Callie, death 1927 and hit enter. Immediately a news article binged up. I opened it and started to read.

Calliope Garreth, aged eleven, and younger brother Luke Garreth, aged seven, died earlier this morning. The two kids in question were abandoned by mother Heather Garreth, who currently is missing and unavailable for questioning. The two kids were left on the streets for what neighbors claim could have been up to a year. Older sister Calliope died minutes before younger brother Luke, both who, it seems, have been attacked by a large animal. Police officers and doctor are still attempting to discover what animal that might have been. They are also still searching for mother Heather in the hopes of bringing her in for questions. For now, grandmother Janice Gareth has been brought in. Our prayers go out to the family and the friends of these young kids as they mourn their loss.

A/N Back to the wizarding world we go! I'm so excited because as much as I adore Percy Jackson, it's so much easier to write in the Harry Potter Universe. I'm about to start my last week of school so YAY! Because that means that I'll be able to just write all summer. Please please please please review because it really does help me write by giving me so much motivation. Thanks for reading/!