CHAPTER 2:

After yet another terrifying flying experience, we arrived somewhere. There were buildings number 11 and 13.

After 'parking' the car, Mr. Weasley handed me a paper. "Read it and memorize it." He said to us all.

'The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix is at Number 12 Grimmauld Place' is what the note said.

There was just one problem-there was no Number 12. Suddenly, a building seemed to push through numbers 11 and 13 and Number 12 Grimmauld Place popped out. Mr. Weasley led us all in. There were a bunch of people in the room and they were all staring at us. Everyone except for one boy, who seemed distracted and was clutching his forehead.

"Everyone, these are the exchange students from America." Mr. Weasley announced to everyone.

One woman smiled and hugged all of us, even though we don't know her name. Nico's reaction to her hug was HILARIOUS. He just stood there shocked and surprised.

"I'm Molly Weasley." She announced, and I immediately detected the same maternal figure that my own mother has.

One boy stood up, and soon everyone else followed. "My name is Ron Weasley, this is Hermione Granger, my little sister; Ginevra Weasley, who goes by Ginny, my two twin brothers; Fred and George Weasley." The twins had the same mischievous look that Connor and Travis Stoll had and I knew immediately they were pranksters.

"Just like the Stolls." I whispered in Greek so that just my fellow demigods (and Grover of course) could hear, and they all moaned, except for Leo, who looked excited.

"This is Sirius Black," Ron said pointing to a greasy man, who winced at the sound of his name. I vaguely remembered Chiron telling us that Sirius Black was a supposed criminal. "This is Nymphadora Tonks, who goes by Tonks." Tonks had pink hair and glared at the sound of her first name, like Thalia does at the sound of her last name. "This is Remus Lupin," Chiron also told us that Lupin was a werewolf. "This is Kingsley Shacklebolt and this is Mundugnus Fletcher." A tall man and a short man nodded towards us. "And Mad-Eye Moody." A guy with a creepy eye that seemed to stare through my soul nodded towards us as well.

"And this, is Harry Potter." Ron finished, and looked as though he expected grand applause. I looked at Harry, and realized that he looked kind of like me-same messy hair, green eyes, though his were more emerald green while mine were the same color as the sea. But he was a lot gawkier then I was and a lot paler, too.

We nodded and I introduced us all again, without our parentage. Ron looked shocked that we didn't acknowledge Harry, but Harry just looked relieved.

After the introductions, Mrs. Weasley told all of the wizard kids to wash up for supper.

"So you are the newest members of the Order?" Moody said, examining us.

We nodded.

"Oh you poor dears, going though all that at such a young age." Mrs. Weasley said, tears pooling up in her eyes.

We told them who our parents were and they asked for a quick demonstration, so we all did something little to show our powers, except for Grover, who just showed them his feet. They were in awe of us.

"Dears, you also go wash up for supper!" Mrs. Weasley said to us. Whatever she made smelled amazing, so I happily did as she said.

Harry POV

I had returned from my hearing a little while ago, and was wondering why Dumbledore didn't acknowledge me, when the Americans arrived. They were nice, but strange.

Ron was confused as to why they didn't acknowledge me, or bow down, or something, but to be truthful, I was glad they didn't. I was sick of it.

As we settled at the table, I noticed that two of the boys, Percy and Jason, I think, had tattoos on their arms. I internally gasped, thinking they were death eaters.

Hermione must have had the same idea because she asked. "What's that on your arm Percy?" He looked confused and then followed her gaze to his arm.

"Oh, this? Jason here thought it would be a good idea to get tattoos, so we, me, him, Hazel and Frank did. Why?" He asked, as Annabeth ran her finger over it. Now that I could see it better, I could tell that it actually had a trident, a bar line and the letters S.P.Q.R. and not the Dark Mark. Jason's was similar, except his had more lines and an eagle instead of a trident.

"Just wondering." She replied, lying smoothly.

Right before we ate, the Americans muttered something in a different language.

(AN: Harry doesn't know what they're saying, but I'm still going to write it so that YOU know)

"I am sorry, but we cannot burn offerings right now." Thunder boomed, strangely, after that.

After a delicious meal, Mrs. Weasley showed everyone where they were going to sleep. It was Fred and George in their usual room, along with Grover, Frank and Leo. Ron, Percy, Jason, Nico and I were all going to be in Ron's room, while Thalia, Annabeth, Hazel, Piper, Hermione and Ginny were going to be in Ginny's room.

At that statement, all the American's eyes went wide, and all of them turned to Percy and Annabeth, who were pale. I noticed that they had their hands clasped even tighter around each other's.

Annabeth nodded meekly. "Thank you, Mrs. Weasley." She said.

All of us filed upstairs, all the Americans carrying their luggage, except for Annabeth, because Percy had hers. She had her arm looped in his and they seemed to be whispering to each other in a different language.

"Seaweed Brain? How are we going to sleep?" Annabeth whispered urgently.

"How about after everyone falls asleep in my room, I'll go to yours. I'll open the door a little to see if Ginny and Hermione at least are asleep and then once they are, I'll sleep on the floor next to your bed, and if you have a nightmare, wake me up, just like in camp, and vice versa. Okay Wise Girl?" Percy replied, and Annabeth nodded, relieved.

All I caught was Ginny and Hermione, and I immediately got worried. I saw all the Americans grouped up and I casually eavesdropped.

"Percy's going to wait till the guys are asleep then come in our room and sleep on the floor next to my bed, just in case of nightmares. Okay, you guys?" Annabeth whispered.

Thalia interjected. "But how will he get out fast enough?"

"We'll just hope that he wakes with Apollo." Piper answered, grinning.

Then they all laughed, but I wondered, Apollo? What?

TIME SKIP TO NEXT MORNING

I woke up because of the bright sun and immediately noticed Percy tiptoeing in.

"So, Percy, where we you?" I asked, a teasing grin on my face.

He was worried for a second, but when he glanced at my face, he smiled. "You heard us, didn't you?" He accused.

I nodded and smirked. "How are your nightmares so bad that you and Annabeth can barely be separated?" I asked. Immediately the cheery and playful glint in his eyes faded. When I looked into his eyes, I saw anger, sadness, and a lot of pain.

"I'd rather not talk about it right now. The wounds are still fresh." He answered, and then he turned so that he was facing his sea green trunk with a blue trident and his name written in blue on it. His fingers idly traced the trident and I knew that he just turned so that he wouldn't have to talk.

"Alright. But when you're ready, you can talk to me." I said gently.

He nodded, still not facing me. "I might just take you up on that offer." He said.

The two of us walked down to the kitchen for breakfast, and I noticed that Annabeth, Ginny, Hermione, Piper and Hazel were already there.