I HAVE REVOKED THE 10 REVIEW RULE! (though I would still greatly appreciate the reviews :3) Next chapter shall be a treat, though. As a thank you and an apology. I really did have no right to make that rule. It wasn't exactly... nice. So chapter four shall be a present... OF FOUR THOUSAND WORDS! Yes, you read that right, four thousand words. I seriously cannot believe that I have been given so many of these amazing reviews. Thirty five for two chapters? 'Tis crazy talk.

AND DO NOT KILL ME FOR THIS REALLY HORRIBLE CHAPTER. I WROTE IT AGES AGO.

Timeline... this is when Percy and Annabeth are like, twenty seven and are several years into their marriage Harry and Ginny are thirty somethings while Lily is in second year, Albus is in third and James is in fifth.

I'd like to thank everyone else for their positive reviews. I would also like to thank people for following and favoriting.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN PJO NOR HP.

Lily's POV

Lily blinked open her eyes. Briefly she was surprised. It was early, she could tell. She never wakes up early.

She laid there for a while, looking at the blue glow of light the snow put upon her ceiling. After a while she sat up and stretched. From the still silence that was within her home, it was obvious that she was the first to wake. As if the air itself had not been disturbed.

Lily slid herself out of bed and quickly, silently, got dressed and brushed her hair. It was nice to be the only one up. As if the world was hers to rule. She left her room and made her way down the stairs to the kitchen, where she began to make herself some tea.

When she was done, she left the kitchen and went to sit in the living room. She wished that someone would light the fireplace. Mum or Dad... or someone. If she were able to use magic outside of school, she would easily do it herself but that wasn't an option. No- she wished Aunt Hermione would light it. She could make it flicker in pretty multicolors. Hmm...

Lily sat there quietly for a while, slowly nursing her cup of tea. Suddenly she looked up when she heard someone coming down the stairs.

"Hey Lil."

"Oh, 'allo Albus." Albus was in his third year of Hogwarts, and Lily was in her second. They both were quite close in their relationship as siblings, and they felt as though they could tell each other anything.

Albus smiled and sat next to her. "All right?"

"Fine. You?"

"Smashing."

"Hm."

They sat there a while in silence. Finally Albus spoke up.

"Well, this is boring."

"Yup."

They sat a while longer.

Lily suddenly looked up at her brother. "Hey, what do you think of those muggles staying here? The bloke looks almost exactly like Dad."

"Dunno. Its weird though. I don't know what Dad is thinking, inviting them in. Eventually they'll see something weird and figure out we aren't like them. It'll cause problems for us, them, and the ministry. Oh, bloody hell, the ministry... They're going to be going out of their minds..."

Lily sat back and thought for a moment, suddenly concerned for her family. What would the ministry do? A thought popped into her head. "Wouldn't we need to erase their memories? I mean if they do see something?"

"Who, the ministry?" Albus replied, baffled.

"No, the muggles, you idiot."

"Was that sarcasm?"

"Blimey, Albus. No."

"Oh. Sorry. What was the question?"

"Dear God, you're dim. Never mind."

"Hey, no need to get shirty. I'm going to get something to eat." Albus stood and left.

Lily sat back and sighed.

Yup. I looked up some British slang, so i used it. I hope I used it right. Whateva. And I tied to incorporate some humor too. Review!

I know I don't deserve them anymore, (or ever for that matter) but please review!

And the next time I will update is Saturday, June 1st. Hold me to that promise.