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Chapter Six

"You are demigods. There is no use in denying it: the monsters, the weapons, even your battle tactics. I can't believe you've remained hidden so long, in fact it was a little difficult to even find traces of you until I really started examining Muggle history, once I realized I recognized the descriptions of the monsters. It's absolutely fascinating how efficiently you've blended in among the Muggles…" said the woman.

So much for no one figuring it out.

Percy didn't know where she had come from. She had appeared at some point while they were getting rid of the nasty two-headed snake, and she seemed kind of excited.

With every word out of her mouth, he got increasingly nervous. Clarisse and Annabeth both had hard looks on their faces; Clarisse looked ready to bash the woman with her spear any moment.

"Hermione, love," interrupted the redhead. Percy was pretty sure it was CaptainWeasley. "Now is not the time. Let Harry and me ask them a couple questions first."

"Honestly Ronald, I just told you. This is my division."

"What, are you saying they're beings? They're teenagers!"

As they bickered, Percy leaned towards Annabeth.

"Shouldn't we be running now?" He whispered.

She tucked a loose curl behind her ear. "The Mist didn't work, and I kind of want to know why. I mean, Basil said it mostly worked."

"It's magic, end of story." Clarisse said.

"Yeah, but why do they have to use wands?"

Percy nearly groaned. Chiron didn't want them to have anything to do with these people – this would be exactly what he didn't want to happen.

"Okay, enough!" It was other guy, with the glasses.

He looked sort of familiar.

"Hey," Percy said. "You're that guy from that picture. I really don't look anything like you. Aside from, you know, some basics."

Everyone turned to look at him. He hadn't exactly meant to say that out loud, but it was too late now. And it's not like it wasn't true.

"And do you have a name?" This guy needed some coffee.

"Uh," he looked at Annabeth, who shrugged. "My name's Percy. This is Annabeth and Clarisse."

"I'm Hermione Weasley, and you've already met my husband, Ron," she nodded to the captain. "And that's Harry Potter. Now I heard you say something about magic. Is yours vastly different than ours? I shouldn't really think so, but there are obviously differences."

"Not really," Annabeth began slowly. "I don't think we would be able to affect each other at all if they were completely different. But you know who we are; has your group taken any others?"

"Nope. Complete fluke, on my team's part," Ron interjected. "And the amount of trouble and paperwork it's caused me is just unfair."

"I thought they were supposed to be some sort of occult group," Clarisse said to Percy and Annabeth.

"Goodness no! We're a wizarding community with a governing body," Hermione explained.

Annabeth and Hermione descended into a rapid conversation that Percy quickly lost track of. His mind was still stuck on the whole wizard thing. He supposed it wasn't that much of a stretch – he was the son of a god, after all.

"So…you're not going to haul me off to your dungeon or something again, are you?" Percy felt this was a valid question.

Ron and Harry looked at each other.

"Don't think so, mate," Ron began. "This would be a nightmare to explain."

"And the paperwork," Harry sighed. He didn't seem nearly as exasperated anymore. "That alone is enough to make me just forget you three were ever here. Demigods," he shook his head. "This is exactly the sort of thing that would end up in The Quibbler."

"Excellent idea, Harry." Hermione and Annabeth had rejoined them. "I was already considering bringing Luna in. As much I would like otherwise," she looked at Annabeth regretfully. "We think it's for the best if our worlds remain separate. We would only increase our chances of exposure."

"And you guys shouldn't have too much of a monster problem once we leave. If you do, I've let Hermione know how to contact camp," Annabeth added.

"So what, you want Luna and Rolf to say this is one of her previously undiscovered creatures?" Ron asked.

Hermione nodded. "More like something that was previously thought extinct. I'm sure we could come up with something plausible."

"Thank Merlin for Luna," Harry said.

They all stood around for second, not quite looking at each other and eyes coasting over the complete state of destruction the street had been left in.

"Sorry about the mess," Percy said a little lamely.

Clarisse rolled her eyes at him.

"We're done here, right? They're not gonna haul off any more demigods, and we took care of the major monsters Prissy stirred up here last time. Our mission is complete, we can go home."

"Yeah." Annabeth was looking more than a little reluctant. Percy could guess why; Hermione reminded him of her siblings, and they probably had a lot to talk about. Percy, personally, wasn't that interested. They had enough to deal with at home.

"You ought to go now," Hermione said. She looked just as reluctant as Annabeth. "We'll get this all straightened out. I really wish we had gotten a chance to know each other better."

"Same," Annabeth smiled.

"Come on already! Enough of the mushy crap."

Clarisse turned and started to stalk away through the rubble. Percy could hear sirens in the distance. It was definitely time to get out of there.

Percy and Annabeth awkwardly said their goodbyes before running after Clarisse. This would rank as one of their stranger missions, and one they were unlikely to ever forget.

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