Another PJO... I really need to work on something else...
So basically, this is a (very cliche) idea I had a while back, but I'm not really sure where I'm going with it, so I'm mostly posting this as a preview/ first draft of the first chapter. I'm kind of fishing for ideas, so if you have any please review or PM me, I promise to do my best to credit everyone who gives me ideas at the beginning of each chapter.
Disclaimer: if I owned either of these, they never would have been published, because I'd still be working on them.
Summary: several Hogwarts students are also demigods, and go by names other than their real ones to keep them safe. When Camp Half-Blood sends a number of demigods to Hogwarts to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, which will actually be the demi-deacadual Tournament of the Treaty, which is held every five years to renew the treaty of nonviolence and dual attendance between Wizards and Demigods, how will everyone react to finding out their friends' most guarded secrets?
It was night at Hogwarts, and no one was supposed to be awake, let alone out of bed, but those who were had never listened to the rules anyway. There were seven students wandering the halls, throwing everyone off their trails before converging on a single spot. One at a time, they all walked back and forth in front of a particular wall three times before disappearing into the door that grew there.
The first to vanish was Neville Longbottom. At school, he was generally referred to as a disaster waiting to happen. He was unusually hopeless at every subject except Herbology, and had very few true friends to call on when he needed help. He breathed a deep sigh of relief as he passed through the doorway, glad to drop the guise he wore during the daylight hours.
Second after Neville was Draco Malfoy. During the day, he was often seen tormenting the younger students and sometimes even the older ones. He was generally disliked, and was the poster boy for snivelling, pathetic, wannabe bully. He too seemed to straighten his shoulders and take a deep breath as he disappeared from the hallway as though he was dropping a great weight from his shoulders.
Third to go was Luna Lovegood, a strange girl at best. When the sun shone down on the lake and grounds of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, she was always going on about Nargles and Crumple-horned Snorkacks and things. It had earned her a general reputation of insanity, and as such she was often teased and tormented by her peers. As she walked through the door, her facial expression transformed from one of dreamy disinterest to one of sharp alertness and fierceness. The floating grace disappeared from her gait and became a step of absolute stealth and deadly silence.
Fourth went Ginny Weasley. Her headstrong attitude had gotten her into multiple fights with other students, but she had always managed to get out of them using her own talent and abilities. Like those who had left before her, she became simultaneously more relaxed and more alert as she walked through the door.
Fifth would have been a surprise to anyone watching: Hermione Granger. She was known throughout all of the houses as a prodigy and a know-it-all. Her intelligence and magical skill had made her both many friends and many enemies, but all of that disappeared as she walked through the door into whatever lay beyond. The bounce in her step that told everyone around her that she knew more than they did and knew it vanished almost instantly, and her eyes, always full of pride and intelligence, became guarded and battle-weary as she stepped across the threshold of the room.
Sixth was Ron Weasley. Ginny's youngest older brother, he seemed to be the one who had set the greatest example for her- he too was always getting in trouble and going off into places he wasn't supposed to be. Though he didn't do very well in many of his classes, his eyes always held a kind of hidden intelligence that only seemed to surface when he was devising some kind of strategy or plan. No one on the Quidditch team knew that their captain usually went to the youngest Weasley boy for a plan.
Last to enter the strange door was Harry Potter, a legend throughout the wizarding world. His eye for trouble and dangerous situations was renowned, and yet he always seemed to pull through quite well in the end. As he stepped through the door, his emerald green eyes seemed to become lighter, more mischievous. He grinned as he moved across the threshold, seeming to gain at least three inches as his back straightened. His normally clumsy gait became precise and measured, as silent and graceful as a dancer's stride.
From the other side of the door, in the middle of the woods at Camp Half-Blood, a very different view was available to the small group of friends waiting for their companions to arrive. As the door appeared and opened, they all shared a secret grin that was filled with anticipation.
First to step through was Nevan Lawrence, Son of Demeter. He was known throughout Camp as a friendly boy with a sunny personality who was always willing to lend a hand. He was also well respected because of his talent with the bow and arrow, a result of the blessing granted him by Apollo.
Next came Drey Mason, Son of Athena. His tendency to blurt out random facts in the middle conversations had endeared him to all of his friends, and although he blushed and apologized profusely every time it happened, his friends just laughed, and it usually wasn't long before he was laughing with them. His talent with a short sword was also well known throughout the camp, and somewhat made up for the automatic wariness that came with being blessed by Hades.
After Drey was Lauren Lowegreen, also a child of Athena. Her sharp tongue had earned her a place of respect among her siblings and the rest of the camp. She, like Nevan, had a talent with bows, though no one knew where it had come from, seeing as she had been blessed by Hecate, not Apollo or Artemis.
Gennipher Weston, Daughter of Ares, followed Lauren and immediately looked around for her sword. While her talent with it was to be expected from a child of Ares, and she was honestly better with a dagger, she preferred her sword. It might have had something to do with the fact that this particular sword had been a gift from her father, but that was beside the point. The blessing of Aphrodite shone through her rough, "lemme at 'em" attitude, and she was quite probably the only child of Ares who had boys lining up to ask her on dates. Unfortunately for them, she had yet to accept a single one.
Hendra Griggson, Daughter of Hecate, followed Genni and grinned as she looked around at the faces of her waiting friends. Her caring nature and Athenian ways had made her a valued friend and, when necessary, accomplice, as well as her skill with combat magic. Although the general draw of monsters that came with being the most powerful child of any Greek god or goddess, even a minor one, had naturally given her a few stress lines around the eyes and forehead, they seemed to fade more every time she smiled.
Ronan Weston, yet another son of Athena, emerged from the door after Hendra, smirking as he saw his spear planted near the door. While he was certainly odd compared to many other Athenians, he was by no means the least talented of her children. The blessing of Ares amplified his already astonishing military tactics, and while some wondered if it had affected his love for learning (or lack of it), those who did had obviously never seen him poring over detailed descriptions of WWII tactics and battles.
Finally, Hadrien Porter stepped out, and the portal was sealed. He was surprisingly powerful for being a grandson of Hermes, but that could possibly be partially accounted for by the blessing of Ares also gifted to him. He could handle any weapon well enough, but he mostly made do with his double knives, kept in a scabbard that was now handed to him by one of his aunts- not that anyone was particularly technical with the term, seeing as he was older than several of them.
That's the end of the first chapter, but please remember that this is technically a first draft. I know it's a bad place to end, but I haven't figured out yet how to make it shift into the next chapter right here. Thank you to the guest who reviewed about it, I'd forgotten to leave a message about it. Does anyone have any hints about how to connect things when there isn't really a good cliffhanger available? Or even ideas for a little preview cliffhanger to add to the end of this? It's always been my weakness...