Hermione

Hermione was walking up and down the alley where she was supposed to meet Harry when she saw something in the corner of her eye. Hermione quickly turned around. It seemed to be a blonde girl of 15 to 16 years old. Wait. Hermione stilled. Was that girl's eyes gray? Hermione blinked and rubbed her eyes. When she opened them the girl was gone! Suddenly there was blood running down Hermione's cheek! She was bleeding! The blonde girl then appeared. Was she a witch? No. Hermione thought. The girl was holding a dagger! Hermione took out her wand. She was going to teach this girl a lesson. Hermione did several spells, but none of them worked! NONE! Hermione was getting weary. The blonde had landed several blows and seemed full of energy. Hermione had scratches all over her, and had not landed a single blow. The girl kept disappearing and reappearing, slashing at Hermione. No more than a second later Hermione's wand snapped and she fell over. She had a large wound on the left side of her stomach. She was losing a lot of blood. The girl came closer.

"Nice try witch!" she sneered. "I took Hermes vitamins so your magic has no effect on me!"

Hermes? Vitamins? What was going on?

Then the girl saw the wound. " You're not disappearing? So you're not Gaea's puppet?" The girl looked confused. " Di Immortales!" the girl cried. " You're a mortal!" The girl cursed. "Damn you Hera! You're the witch! You made me wound an innocent mortal! Don't you worry." the blonde said to Hermione. "I'll get you help even if it kills me!" the girl looked desperate.

Hermione was having trouble breathing now.

The blonde took out a cell. "Chiron," she said. "I need to get to camp ASAP! I've wounded a mortal! No, I'm not joking!" The girl was on the verge of tears. "Please hurry!" she cried! "This girl is on the verge of death!"

Hermione Heard nothing after that. Her world blacked out.