Hey guys! Sorry for the overly long wait, I've been having another hectic couple of weeks. And for those of you who want chapters more often, I'm sorry, but that can't happen until school starts up again.
Also, I wanted some opinions. I want to start another fanfic, but I need a few ideas on what to write it about. Should I do a no mist collection of one-shots? My version of Blood of Olympus? Or even, what the next generation of Hogwarts is like? I have a few ideas, although none of them are solid yet. Kate is in New York right now, and she has given me a few ideas, so, there's something in the works for a story there...
Again, sorry to those who want more chapters, not happening until school starts. About the beta, I already have one, but my second is Mermaidhorse! Welcome to the team, bro!

Now, READ ON!

NICO POV (Bet ya didn't see that one coming!)

The portkey deposited us in a mess of limbs in a tiny hallway in a really big and dark house. It smelled really moldy. I approve.

"Surius! Mr. Weasley, he..." Harry started to say, but was cut off by the man who is apparently called Surius.

"I know, I know! Now, all of you, come into the kitchen, I've got butterbeer waiting."

I waited until everyone left the hall, then went off on my own to explore. A door to my left hung ajar, so being the adventurous, anti-social demigod I am, I went to explore.

The room I walked into had no light switch on the wall. Weird Europeans. I finally found a string hanging from the ceiling.

Before I could pull it though, I heard something moving.

"Hello? Is anyone there?"

No one responded. I didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Let's all just assume it was bad.

I drew my sword silently, stalking toward the noise.

"Ya!" I yelled and brought my sword down on... Nothing?!

"What the..."

Something came up behind me and swept my feet out from under me. I landed with an 'oof', my sword skittering away from me. I crawled towards it as fast as I could, but something knocked it away. I stood back up and felt for the light string, and pulled.

I really wish I didn't pull that string. The thing in front of me was, well, disgusting.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!" I screamed, backing up. I heard footsteps in the hall headed for the door. Which I was standing behind.

SMACK!

"OUCH!"

I reached up to my nose and felt blood. Jason's head peeked around the door.

"Dude, what happened to your face?" He said, frowning.

"What the crap is wrong with you?" I asked him glaring. "And what is that thing!" I pointed at the creature.

"That's just Kreacher."

"You've gotta be kidding me."

"What?"

"It's name is Kreacher? Who the heck named him?"

"Filth in the Black family tree room?! Filth in this house! Filthy half-breeds!" Kreacher yelled. Rude little, um, creature.

"Kreacher! Get out of here!" Surius said, walking through the door.

"Hey Surius, how's Harry?" Jason asked.

"Feeling guilty. But come on, we're all going to St. Mungo's."

What? St. What's so's? Can't I just go to the Underworld?

"You guys go ahead. I'll, um, I'll stay here."

They both shrugged and exited the room. And finally, I was alone again.

Looking around the room, I noticed the walls had a huge tree on them. With names on them. Once I got closer, I saw that some of them were scorched off. Hang on, was this a family tree? Yeah, it was!

"Hey, what're you doing in here?" A voice asked from behind me. Whipping around, I saw Reyna standing against the door frame, watching me.

"Trying to figure out this thing." I responded, glaring at the tree.

"What out?" She asked, looking at the wall. I waited a couple of seconds, and realization dawned on her face.

"What kind of sick person does this?" Seething, Reyna came closer, almost an inch away. Oh crap. Holy crap. Trying to be subtle I slowly moved closer until we were brushing shoulders.

"Kinda reminds me of our family. I mean, we've got Zeus at the top," I pointed to the dude at the center of the tree, "Hera, or the Queen of Crap, according to Annabeth," pointing to the woman beside him, "Poseidon, Hades, Artemis, Athena, Ares, Hermes, Apollo, Hephaestus," on that one I pointed to a blacked out space. "Then we've got Persephone, Demeter, Aphrodite, Hestia, and all of us!" I pointed to a huge branch of the tree, covered with pictures of kids. "One big happy family."

"Ha! I wouldn't say 'happy' exactly." She turned me around and looked me in the face. "But at least all of us are happy."

And then, she kissed me.

I mean, like fully, on the lips.

(TIME LAPSE)

THALIA'S POV

After we had all gone to St. Mungo's, we decided that everyone needed some cheering up. And by we, I mean me, Jason, and Percy.

"So, everyone knows the plan, right?" Jason asked, crouching behind the couch. I tightened my combat boots, picking up my paintball gun full of Fred and George's magic paint balls.

"Let's do dis." Percy said, loading his gun.

"I'm bout to unload some magic paint on these people." I said, grinning."

"Well then, if that's the case, CHARGE!" Jason screamed.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" We all yelled, jumping out from behind the counch, and unloading paint everywhere.

"What the...?!"

"PERSEUS ODYSSEUS JACKSON!"

"Yes! Paint ball!"

Let's just say, that was one of the best nights of out lives. I shot Leo, Harry, and Ron multiple times. Percy and Annabeth participated for a little while, then went off to kiss. Eww.

Jason didn't do so well. He got nailed by pretty much everyone.

"Wow. I didn't know paint ball could be this fun!" Hermione said from the couch.

"Well then, my friend, you have never played with us. Jason, Perce, and I are the paint ball kings/queens."

Just then, the door slammed open, and an angry Mrs. Weasley stood in the doorway, growling.

"Aww, crap."

Whoop Whoop! I'm done mai peeps! Thanks for still sticking around all this time. I hope to start updating more once school starts. But thx guys! I love all of you people! And BOOOOOOOM! (shakalaka)