School of Skin Disease
I believe we all know what this chapter is about. First, I apologize for any OOC with Percy and Annabeth. They just get on my nerves sometimes. And for all you Percabeth people: Annabeth will not play an important role in this story! She's just in there so she doesn't freak when Percy goes missing for a year. (Lost Hero, anyone? No? Losers...) I DO NOT OWN PERCY JACKSON OR HARRY POTTER IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM regardless of how awesome that would be.
-Sunleaves

I woke up to Travis and Connor's screams. So did the rest of the camp. All of us Hunters filed outside in our P.J's. Connor and Travis were surrounded by an army of the undead. Nico is standing by them. The twins are whimpering. I look at Thalia and grin. She grins back.

"Told you," I mutter to her. She nods.

"Yeah." Travis and Connor are begging Nico to let them go. I look for Percy in the crowd. I catch his eye and grin. He frowns at me. He walks away from Annabeth and comes over to me and Thalia.

"Did you do it?" he asks. Thalia and I spread our eyes innocently and shake our heads. We manage to do it for about five-seconds before we crack up.

"Yeah. We did it. Do you see their expressions? They look like they're gonna pee themselves," I gasp, my sides shaking with laughter. Thalia's doing the same. Percy just shakes his head and tells Nico to let it go. Percy turns back to me.

"Are you sure you're not a daughter of Hermes?"

"I think my mom was a descendant of Hermes."

"Chiron wants all us Big Three kids plus Annabeth at the Big House." I grimace. This is going to be fun.
When we get there Chiron gives us this big speech about wizards being alive, some dude, yada yada yada. I didn't pay attention until I heard the words 'Harry Potter'. My head snapped.

"Harry Potter? Yes! I knew they were real! I knew it! I knew it! I knew it and no one believed me!" Everyone stared at me. Amanda, Grace, and Seraphim were stifling laughs.

"Oh, shut up. You know my obsessions," I growl. Chiron clears his throat.

"Any ways as I was saying, wizards are real. Harry Potter-"

"The Boy Who Lived, The Chosen One, The Boy Who Scored, The Chosen Captain, Scar-head, and Potty," I snigger naming off all Harry's nicknames. Chiron stares at me even more. Annabeth looks furious that I knew this, of all people.

"Erm, Naomi, how much do you know about Harry Potter?" Chiron asks. Amanda, Grace, and Seraphim groan.

"Now you did it," Grace grimaces.

"She won't shut up," Amanda sighs.

"Until every fact about Harry is known to all," Seraphim groans. I glare at all of them.

"Harry's life was documented by J.K Rowling. Harry is a wizard and goes to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. No, that's not a skin disease. Harry is in Gryffindor house. He hangs out with Ron and Hermione. Snape hates him. His most powerful asset is the ability to love. This is what allows him to defeat Voldemort. Harry's been through a lot of danger, but not as much as Percy. When he turned seventeen, he had to hunt down all the horcruxes. His wand is holly and phoenix feather core, eleven inches, supple. Harry was part horcrux because part of Voldy's soul latched onto it when Voldemort killed his parents. His owl is named Hedwig. He lives with his aunt and uncle, who are muggles, or non-magical people. He saw Voldemort come back. His godfather, Sirius Black, died. He and Draco Malfoy are enemies. . . ." I continue on like this for several more minutes. Grace, Amanda, and Seraphim look so bored. They should. They've heard this several times. When I finish everyone looks at me. Except those three. They just laugh in the awkward silence.

"How-how did you know this?" Chiron asks.

"Books."

"Oh. Since Naomi can fill you all in, I only to tell you a few more things. You eight are going to Hogwarts. You will be in fifth year. You need to go to Little Whinging and ask for a Squib. This Squib will give you the address of the place you need to go. Once you get where you'll be staying, you will be taken to a place to buy your wands. You'll need to pack for a year. Hectate will bless you through your wand. Go pack now. Tell me when you're ready to leave. You'll have to use Mrs. O'Leary unless Nico wants to shadow travel. Now go," Chiron says. "Oh, and Amanda, Seraphim, Annabeth. You will not be going with them. I just wanted you to know so you wouldn't freak when they disappeared." They nod. The eight of us walk out. As soon as we walk out Annabeth turns to face me. This is what I was scared of.

"How did you know that?" she asks me. Her face dangerously close to mine. Thalia, Grace, Amanda, and Seraphim all step closer to me.

"Really Thalia? I though our friendship was worth more to you than a new Hunter."

"She's not just a Hunter. On this mission, she's the best source of information. She's my friend as well as a daughter of Poseidon. And Artemis has told me personally that Athena admires Naomi as much as some of her own children. Artemis values her skill as a Hunter. And Naomi is also my cousin which makes her my responsibility."

"She's my sister as well as one of my best friends," Amanda says.

"She's my sister. Don't you dare touch her," Seraphim growls.

"She's my best friend. And my cousin. No one messes with my friends except for me." Grace glared at Annabeth.

"And as for how I know this, I read fiction books. Not nonfiction. Try reading this," I say. I toss Annabeth a copy of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. "It's in Greek too." Annabeth nods and storms off.

"Thanks for defending her, bro," Amanda mutters, glaring at Percy.

"It's okay. Let's go pack. We should try to leave in half an hour. Don't forget the Great Britain is five hours ahead." Everyone nods and heads of to their own cabin. Us four Hunters go to our own cabin.

"Naomi, I couldn't understand anything you were saying." I grin at Thalia.

"Ask Amanda and Grace. They've been hanging out with me for two years. They know enough to fill you in," I say. I speed ahead while Grace and Amanda fill in Thalia.
I think about how Percy lacked to defend me. How he stood by Annabeth. So it's okay for Annabeth to get angry because someone else knows something she doesn't? I never feel angry at Percy, but that's how I feel now. I knew that he wasn't the most open person until he knows you. But if you'd seen his reaction when Poseidon claimed me and Amanda, well. I shake my head. I should be excited. I mean, I'm going to Hogwarts! And I get to meet Sirius and the Weasleys. And the Golden Trio.
I start packing with a frenzy. I throw everything I left in the cabin that's mine in a trunk. Thalia and the others do the same. We walk out of the cabin lugging out trunks. We got to the Big House to wait for the others. We wait there for like five minutes before the rest of them come up. Annabeth just nods to us. Percy has his arm around Annabeth. Seraphim and Nico are racing up the hill.

"Boys," I hear Thalia mutter.

"Chiron! We're ready!" I shout into the Big House. Chiron comes out. He looks at us in surprise.

"That was fast. For traveling methods, I would recommend Mrs. O'Leary for the first part. Then Nico could take the Hunters and Percy." I nod.

"That's a good idea. As long as we can all fit on Mrs. O'Leary." I whistle loudly. Mrs. O'Leary comes over to us and bowls us over. She begins licking my face. Percy looks at me, enviously. Ever since I came to camp, I became the hellhound's favorite. Maybe it was because I didn't try to kill her on sight. Maybe it was the fact I knew her already. I don't know. But she loves me.

"Chiron, can you magic our trunks over to Wisteria Walk? Please? If you do it we can all meet Harry. But you have to do it quickly." Chiron nods and gets the Hectate Cabin to get our trunks over there. We all hug Chiron before getting on Mrs. O'Leary. I tell her to take us to Wisteria Walk. She barks before taking off. I love shadow traveling. I love how it feels. A minute later we're in a neighborhood. I see a broken play set. There are two guys up ahead. One is fat and porky. Dudley. The other is tall and skinny. Harry. The lights go out. It turns cold. Now I know what being around dementors feels like. Nico and Seraphim straighten up. Dementors, I mouth.

"Come on! We have to hurry up! Gods, Harry's already lost his wand," I yell. We start running towards the light. Haha. We're not dead though.

"Expecto Patronum!" Harry's trying to get his stag. We get close enough to see the stag getting the first dementor. But what about the other?
Nico seems to follow my train of thoughts.

"Τι κάνεις μακριά από το παλάτι του Πατέρα?" What are you doing away from Father's palace? The dementor tells Nico that Voldemort is alive. It begs not to be destroyed. Nico ignores its pleas. He summons his sword and kills it. Harry looks at the five of us.

"How-how did you that?" Harry asks

"You have your ways, I have mine," Nico says mysteriously. Harry regards us suspiciously.

"Where are you going?" he asks. He points his wand at me.

"We need to find one Arabella Doreen Figg. You might want to keep that wand out, but don't point at me. Point it in the dark. That's where the dementors will lurk." Harry looks at me, mouth gaping. Just when he was about to start asking awkward questions, a diversion arrived in the form of a little old lady. Mrs. Figg.

"Don't put it away, idiot boy! What if there are more of them around? Oh, I'm going to kill Mundungus Fletcher!" I laugh at her quietly.

"You're a witch?"

"I'm a Squib! I can't help fight dementors. Mundungus had better-But who're they?"

"I dunno."

"We're transfer students from America. Our Headmaster told us to come here and look for one Mrs. Figg. Do you know her?" I ask. I know who I'm talking to.

"I'm Mrs. Figg. We need to get Mr. Potter home." Harry leans over and prods Dudley with his foot. Dudley groans. Harry leans over and pulls him up unenthusiastically. Harry bends forward with the added weight. Percy, seeing how uncomfortable Harry is, goes and helps him with Dudley.
Mrs Figg talks about Mundungus Fletcher and how irresponsible he is all the way to Privet Drive. When we get there, we leave Harry and go with Mrs. Figg.

"Are you the reinforcements from America?" she whispers. We all nod. "Good. Here take this." She hands me a slip of paper. "It's the address you need to go to. See you around." She darted off to her home on Wisteria Walk. I look over at everyone.

"Has Mrs. O'Leary gone home yet?" I ask Seraphim. He nods. "Good. We need to go number twelve Grimmauld Place." They nod. Nico and us Hunters go. We run through the darkness again. We come out in a grimy place. I start thinking about number twelve. I look up and numbers eleven and thirteen now have number twelve between it.

I must say, this is how I would react to finding out that Harry Potter is real. My letter is just a few years late. As is my first monster. But anyways next chapter has, "Kreacher WON'T. WON'T. WON'T." S.P.E.W may or may not be in this story. Haven't decided yet. This story causes me great indecision. Not sure if demigods are going to hear Harry blowing up at Ron and Hermione. Later ;)
-Sunleaves