Hermione's POV

I lay on the spot of floor I was given by Connor and Travis Stoll, the counsellors of the cabin. I'd just woken up after a restless sleep, dreaming about monsters attacking me. I'd probably only slept for around five hours. I hoped I'd find out who my Mum is today.

Just then there was a knock on the door. A boy from a high bunk clambered down and answered it. "It's Annabeth, wanting to see you, Hermione," He said.

"Kay," I replied, unzipping my sleeping bag and getting up. I was about to get dressed, when I realized I only had my Hogwarts robes. I'd been given a pair of pyjamas from a girl here, called Julie.

I stumbled over to Annabeth, almost tripping over a boy sleeping beside the door.

"Morning, Hermione. Let's go and find a weapon for you before breakfast," Annabeth said.

"Okay, but I don't have any clothes," I said.

"Oh, I think I have some spare ones that I've got doubles of," Annabeth answered. "I'll give you them,"

"Thanks," I said, pulling on my old scuffed school shoes – the only shoes I had. I stepped out into the morning sunshine. I followed Annabeth to her cabin and Annabeth pulled a pile of clothes from a shelf.

"Here you go," She said as she handed them to me.

"Thanks!" I said.

"No Problem."

I looked at the pile. It consisted of a white hoody, a pair of plain blue jeans, a pair of shorts, three orange camp half-blood T-shirts, a pair of brown cords, a water proof jacket and a pair of trainers. I changed into the cords, one of the T-shirts and the hoody.

Then, we went down to the armoury. I looked around for something I liked. I couldn't find anything. I routed around a bit more until I found three things I thought might be cool. First was a Bronze knife similar to Annabeth's. I tried stabbing with it, it didn't feel right. I didn't wield it well. The next was a sword. It was too heavy. I tried making some fighting motions but nothing seemed to work well. The last though seemed just right, it was a bow. It was made of a light coloured wood with little owls carved into it. It had a strong leather grip and the arrows were a good size, with bronze points and the feathers, they looked like feathers from Harry's owl, Hedwig. Owl feathers. It seemed just right.

"I think I'll have this one," I said.

Annabeth looked doubtful. "Um, Hermione, that is a bow from Athena, especially made for a son or daughter of Athena and we don't know if Athena's you're mom," She said.

"Oh," I said. "I just thought… I mean, it felt right. I'll just put it back then."

Just as I was about to put it down, something odd happened. Annabeth started looking just above my head, like there was a bee over my head. I looked, not to see a bee, but a hologram of an owl. Annabeth looked stunned. All she said was, "You're my sister."

Chiron trotted up. "Hail Hermione Granger, daughter of Athena."

HP PJO HP PJO HP PJO

Annabeth was my sister! I couldn't believe it. My friend turned out to be a sister. And I'd never looked like Mum. She was short, with black hair and blue eyes. And that solved the mystery that I've not got any baby pictures of me and mum. They start when I'm one. I moved into the Athena cabin, all the kids there had blonde hair and grey eyes like Annabeth, but I had Brown hair and Brown eyes… I must have got it from my dad. But I had curly hair like them. So there was something I had in common with them. They seemed very similar to me too. We all loved reading and learning.

I was getting along well at camp. I had learned so much about Greece, and I found some fascinating books in the Athena Cabin. I was doing well on ancient Greek, I was almost fluent. I loved archery, and I loved flying on the pegasi. I wasn't too good at canoeing, I was alright at rock climbing.

My life had totally changed even more so than it did when I was eleven. I would be coming here every summer for goodness knows how long. I hoped that the gossip about Harry and Ron coming to camp was true; it wasn't the same without my best friends. I also learned I could speak with owls, I'd always wondered why I understood Hedwig.

I was getting quite heroic now. I could shoot at the bull's eye of the archery target, I could climb halfway up the climbing wall, I learned how to fly on the pegasi properly and I was just about fluent with ancient Greek. I didn't use my wand, but it was always in my pocket... just in case. I missed Hogwarts more than anything. I was thinking of sending an owl over but the owl might not manage to cross the Atlantic Ocean. I half loved Camp half blood and half hated it. Part of me really wanted to go back to Hogwarts and the other wanted to wait until September. I never even knew that the Greek gods were real until two weeks ago. I didn't know if I wanted to leave or not.

A/N I'm sorry I took sooooo long. The next redone chapter will be up soon and of course the next new one (chapter 11) will be up. See you soon. PLEASE REVIEW! PLEASE? xx