I'm ALLLLIIIIVEEEE and ready for summer! I'm armed with more free time and a new and vastly improved writing style!

Not yet beta read, because you all have waited so long and I have no idea how to get a beta because my friends are so busy. So there is something I need to change then please PM or review but please be polite, mean reviews/reviewers scare me. :(

Reviews are needed. If you have any ideas on what should happen later on, things you want to happen I'll do my best.

Neville's POV

The camp was amazing. Everything a muggle summer camp could possibly want, or so Annabeth told him. A lake, cabins everywhere, archery, straw berry fields, and a Rockwall. It all looked as normal as part of muggle life could look to a wizard, in other words he was intrigued by everything. After they surfaced, Percy tended to the Horse-fish thingies and a bunch of prepared campers with medical supplies rushed to the shore. As Mia took Malfoy to the infirmary he started to ask Annabeth a plethora of questions before she clasped her hand over his mouth.

"Shhhhhhhh!" she hissed harshly. "Keep it cool no one knows who/what you are so you need to keep quiet." She explained. Neville nodded his agreement and Annabeth relinquished her hold on his face.

"So there's a cabin for all the major gods. Before you're claimed by a god you stay in Hermes Cabin, then if you've been claimed you move into one of the other cabins according to your godly parent." Annabeth continued to explain how the camp had a magic border and about the cabin director Mr. D and Chiron, and everything else but Neville only half paid attention. His eyes were too busy devouring everything he saw. Annabeth snapped him out of his trance and back into reality.

"Come on, I'll introduce you to some people." She dragged him to some of the main cabins in the horse shoe formation, everyone seemed nice, excluding that one girl in Ares cabin who said that he was a weakling and didn't stand a chance. Finally they got to a cabin covered in plant life. He was intrigued by the different plant he'd never seen before. He knelt down next to a tall purple flower and almost missed Annabeth's introduction.

"This is Dawn, head of Demeter cabin."

"Hi. I see your checking out some of our plants."

"Yeah, they're all amazing. This one's about to start seeding isn't it?"

Dawn bent down and looked to where Neville was pointing. "Oh, I guess so. You have a good eye, perhaps you'll be in our cabin."

Neville smiled and thanked her before Annabeth pulled him away for dinner in the dining hall. Annabeth explained to him that he needed to sacrifice some of his food to the gods before he ate. When he tried to offer some of his food, someone bumped into him, causing him to dump everything into the fire. Annabeth death glared the person for him. Just like at Hogwarts. He thought sadly. Sitting next to Annabeth he looked around the pavilion more. The roof-less-ness of the area let him see into the sky and reminded him of Hogwarts.

"Umm where's Mia?" he asked to take him mind off of things.

"Probably making sure Draco's still alive. Since no one else except Chiron and Mr. D Know about you guys she has to personally treat him and make sure no one gives him ambrosia or something, otherwise he'd be burned to a crisp.

His face dropped with disappointment. "Oh. Still?"

"So what's the deal with you and Draco? You said you have a history."

Neville squirmed under her intent gaze. "Well he makes fun of me since I'm nearly a squib, and my family and his family…Don't really get along…He's what you call a Pure-Blood. He comes from one of the purest wizarding families in the UK, and my family is what they call Blood-traitors, meaning that we don't mind muggles as much as they do."

Annabeth put down her fork. "Oh. That sounds complicated. I've only known him for a little while but he doesn't seem that bad. I'm sure that it's just a persona he puts on for his family's reputation."

Neville snorted. As he recounted all of the things he wanted to say over the years. "He treats the Slytherin's like puppets, not friends. And he's basically a racist towards anyone who isn't Half-blood or better. Actually, No, he still looks down at them to."

Only when Annabeth whistled in surprise did he realize how heated up he'd gotten. "Sorry" he mumbled. They sat in silence for a few moment's until Annabeth shot up quickly.

"Oh after you finish we need to go to the big house and talk to Chiron. A few things need to be explained and figured out."

Draco's POV

Draco awoke to a set of deep green eyes hovering over him.

"Finally you're awake! Dang, I thought we lost ya there." As Astoria yelled his headache grew worse. "Color me impressed. You were only out for a few hours." She continued. "Do you think you can sit up?"

Draco tried and thankfully succeeded. His head was killing him less and he was finally able to get up.

Astoria plopped down on the bed next to him and checked his temperature."Got all you memories? No weird hallucinations?" he was further interrogated.

"Yes, we were on a bloody idiotic muggle contraption called a airplane, you didn't tell me that Longbottom was tagging along, and then you fought a huge beast with a bunch of heads and I blacked out when Water boy appeared. Where in the name of Merlin's beard are we anyway?"

Astoria smiled at him. "Camp Half-blood."

"You mean that place you went after making us all take you for dead?"

"Yep."

Draco snorted "I hope you do realize that you never fully explained this all to me."

Taking him by the arm Astoria nearly pulled him out of his sickbed. "That's why we need to go to the Big House right now. Chiron and I aren't explaining this twice."

~At the Big House~

Chiron had gathered all the related parties together to hold a meeting over the ping pong table that to Draco and Neville seemed out of place. A cherub of a man with a diet coke in hand, gave a few hotdogs to a snarling mounted leopard head as they all walked in. Chiron stepped out of his wheel chair and reveled his true self.

"Welcome." said Chiron.

"You're a bloody centaur!" Draco yelled.

The cherub guy rolled his eyes. "Yes and I am Dionysius, didn't Anna lee and Mika explain this already?"

"Annabeth and Mia, sir." Astoria corrected. Just as she did another guy with messy black hair burst into the door and apologized for his lateness.

"The hippocampi didn't want to leave." He explained.

"Oh Hello Percy. Let's get started shall we? Have a seat everyone." Those standing listened to Chiron and took their place along the perimeter of the makeshift table. "First of all we need to explain to our new comers what is going on. I assume our ladies explained about this place?"

Draco and Neville nodded somewhat dumbly.

"So do you two have any questions?"

Neville shyly raised his hand. "Why didn't the Ministry find you using the trace?" he directed his question to Astoria.

Mia took a deep breath. She knew this was going to be a long night. "You know about the enchantments that Wizards use so that Muggles can't see Hogwarts or think it's a haunted house? Well the same thing applies here. It's called the mist. It's sort of like a naturally occurring enchantment so that Mortals can't see or just see whatever makes sense to them. The Mist in New York is especially thick because of all the monsters and Demigods here. So that kept the Ministry from finding out. Also NYC is within American borders so the British Ministry would be out of its jurisdiction."

"Wait, what's The Ministry of magic?" Percy asked.

Mia and Annabeth shifted uncomfortable for a few seconds.

Percy was starting to grow suspicious of his two best friends. "What's going on?"

Mia looked up to meet his eyes. She had never seen her look so guilty; not even when she "accidently" trashed his gear. For once Mia had trouble getting the right words out of her mouth"Percy. I never thought I needed to tell you. But. I'm…I'm not a Half-blood."

Percy was stunned and unresponsive. For about a minute no one spoke. The sound of Mr. D taking a swig of diet coke was the only thing to fill the room besides the tick of the clock.

Chiron sighed. "Percy. Miss. Mia is a witch. We've known it since she arrived, but she and Annabeth couldn't be separated and the monsters were still after her so we had to take her in." Realization struck Percy like lightning. His eyes were glazed over in thought. Annabeth shot him a we'll finish this later look.

"So you were lying when you said you were allergic to Nectar and Ambrosia?"

Astoria merely nodded.

"But she can get hurt by Celestial bronze!" Percy all but shouted in confusion.

Mr. D nodded and gestured to Neville and Draco. "As can they. You see Patrick; thousands of years ago one of the goddesses of magic highly favored a certain group of mortals and gave them the gift of magic. Soon they no longer felt the need to worship the gods as they felt they were equal and they over time forgot the source of their magic. As for the Bronze thing, that was the punishment given to them by the gods, they can be hurt by the weapons of the gods but they cannot be healed nor nourished by their food."

"This also explains why Miss. Annabeth was able to infiltrate your school without detection." Chiron added

"Infiltrate?" Draco questioned.

"Why yes, it was simple really all she had to do was show up and manipulate the mist just like that" Mr. D snapped his fingers. "And they would think she was registered and everything."

"But why would you infiltrate our school?"

Chiron's face darkened. "Last month our Oracle forewarned us of your arrival and of a mortal trying to defy death that would rise to power and become a threat to the gods. So we sent them to Brittan to gather information."

"So you know about You-Know-Who?" Neville asked.

"Yes." He threw a glance at Astoria and Annabeth. "We have been informed."

There was another awkward pause in the air as no one knew what else to say; again Mr. D was the one to speak up.

"I believe a quest is in order."

A/N: so Draco calls her Astoria instead of Mia because that's how he knows her, Annabeth gave her the nick-name. also to further clarify Draco 's parent's trust him (or aren't that active in his life you take your pick) and think that he's spending this holiday at Hogwarts or somewhere of the sort. His parents don't know about Mia yet.

Head cannon time: so obviously that is not a real myth. Just a head cannon on how wizards got magic. Sure there's Media and that other Sorceress but I needed a way to make them no longer connected to the gods and also a why there are so many witches and wizards. There are many goddesses of magic so I didn't name one for this story.

This chapter may be re-written later just an FYI so when the next chapter is posted check this one in case.