SORRY I DIDN'T MENTION WHAT NICO DID. I COULDN'T THINK OF ANYTHING TO SAY. THALIA MADE GROVER SPARK WITH LIGHTNING SO HE WOULDN'T FEEL LEFT OUT.

PERCY POV

Well, that was fun. When we sat down at a table with the kids from the train, no one said a word. You could have probably heard a pin drop.

Dumbledore broke into the odd quiet.

"Well, after those enjoyable shows, let us feast!" The plates filled with food. Then I realized something. As soon as I did, I saw Annabeth staring at me.

"Crap," I muttered. I brought out the thin piece of wood that Chiron gave me. I racked my brain to remember the spell for fire.

"Incendio," I whispered. A little fire sprouted on the end of my wand. The other campers followed suit.

When we had burned our offerings to the gods, I started eating. I noticed that one of the boys from the train, Harry, I think, was looking at me.

I gulped down my mouthful of food and nudged Annabeth. She looked up from her food.

"Hi . . . um, Harry, right?" I said. He nodded.

"Yeah," Harry said. He gestured to the girl on his right. "This is Hermione and Ron." They waved.

"So . . ." Hermione said. She lowered her voice. "You're the demigods?" She asked.

I looked at Annabeth. We nodded.

"We'll tell you later." I said. Dumbledore stood and dismissed us. We all decided to go with the kids from the train.

HARRY POV

When we reached the common room, I turned to the demigods.

"Come on," I said, aiming for empty chairs. It wasn't that hard to find some, because most everybody had gone to bed. We all sort of sat around until everyone had gone to bed. I remembered something.

"You can come out now," I called into the mostly empty common room. The shadows darkened around a figure. Then a girl stepped out dressed in a black tee shirt and jeans. Her hair was a long tangled mass of white-blond curls. Her eyes were black, almost a purplish color.

"Arabella," I said. "These are the demigods that Dumbledore told us about." I gestured to the eight. She rolled her eyes.

"I know, Harry." She looked at one, a girl, and nodded. The girl just stared back.

"Annabeth, Thalia," Arabella said, "It's good to see you again."

ANNABETH POV

No. No, no, no. She died. Luke saw it. Thalia saw it. I saw it. I glanced over at Thalia. She looked as confused as I felt.

"Y-you . . ." Thalia couldn't finish. I stared at the floor.

"You died." I whispered. Arabella laughed. I looked up at her in surprise.

"No," She said. "When did I die? I think that I would remember something like that." She insisted, chuckling. "Funny joke though." My jaw dropped.

"Arabella?" Harry asked hesitantly. She looked at him.

"What?"

"What are they talking about?" Harry looked from Arabella to us and back again.

"I . . ." She looked at the floor. "I'm afraid I haven't told you everything about me. I . . . Um, I'm a demigod. I'm the daughter of um . . . Dionysus. God of wine and, um parties." She flushed paler than what I would think she could.

"Wait . . . what?" Percy sort of stared at the Arabella, along with Harry, Hermione, Ron, Katie, Connor- you get the idea.

"Yeah." Harry didn't respond to Arabella, just stared.

"Is that how you made those Death Eaters go crazy?" Hermione asked. I stared at her. I was beginning to get some respect for that girl.

"Yeah." Arabella said.

"Okay, we'll figure that out later. What are your names?" Harry said. I realized we hadn't introduced ourselves.

"I'm Percy," Percy said. "And this is Annabeth-"

"I have a voice, Seaweed Brain." I reminded hm. He ignored me.

"Connor and Travis Stoll, Katie, Thalia, Grover, and Nico." Percy finished. They all waved when their names were said.

"Well, I guess that covers everyone." I said. "Now, about you." I looked to Arabella.

"You say you don't remember dying?"

"I didn't die," Arabella stated plainly. "I just didn't make it to Camp Half-Blood because . . . because . . ." She growled in frustration. I realized something. At wasn't just a sigh of exasperation. It was an animal noise.

"Ummm . . ." I murmured. "Did you just growl?"

"N-no." Arabella's eyes slid back and forth in her narrow eyelids. She sighed. "Fine. Yes, I did growl. When I arrived here, I decided it was best if I get a way to move around unnoticed. Well, with protection, of course. So I became an Animagus." She saw our confused looks. "It's when someone can look like an animal. Naturally, since my father is Dionysus, I chose a panther. Well, I also chose a tiger, but a panther was easier."

Yeah. Easy to turn into an animal.

Connor whispered something to Travis and they snickered.

"What?" Arabella snapped.

The twins turned pale. "Oh, uh, just that Dionysus is a . . . um, well, a lot more um . . . well, mean than you are." Arabella's face grew red.

"I can be a lot meaner than what I am." Her skin seemed to not be able to decide on black fur or tan skin. When I looked at her, I seemed to lose my sanity, just a little. I blinked hard and looked away.

"Um, Arabella?" She stopped doing . . . whatever it is she was doing and looked at me. "You say you don't remember dying. What kept you from getting to Camp Half-Blood?" Arabella stared at the floor.

"I . . . I went crazy." Her head jerked up and her eyes were wide. "I almost died. But my father saved me. He made me go crazy, then sent me to Dumbledore. Dumbledore healed me, so I owed him. I became a um well, protector of Hogwarts." She rubbed her left wrist as if it burned.

"And. . . Also a spy for him. I became a Death Eater. Well, I'm still a Death Eater, according to Voldemort." She drew back her left sleeve. A swirling black sign of a skull and a snake was burned into her skin. Arabella slid her sleeve back into place.

"Harry? Ron?" A voice called from upstairs. Arabella disappeared with a little mist that smelled like grapes. We pretended to be asleep as the caller came downstairs.

"Who're you talking to?" I didn't dare open my eyes.

"The dem- uh the students from Ellinika." Hermione said. They walked away.

When they were gone, we all decided to find a place to sleep. I found a portrait that was empty and looked behind it. There was a separate dormitory behind it. I called the others over. They all gawked at it.

I saw a note on the table and stumbled inside. I broke the wax seal and handed it to Grover, the only one here that wasn't dyslexic.

"Dear Half-bloods, I realized when you left with Harry, Ron, and Hermione that you wouldn't have a place to stay, so I took the liberty of creating this little hole in the wall. Here you will find everything you need to train. I do sincerely hope you enjoy your stay. Albus Dumbledore," Grover read. I looked around. Nectar, Ambrosia, even a row of deadly celestial bronze weapons.

This would be fun.