☆ Ron's POV ☆

Hermione, Harry, and I went in the classroom, taking three seats on the side.

When Annabeth and Percy came in, they looked like they were having a heart attack. "Mr. Brunner?" Annabeth gasped. "But...I thought you were supposed to be at camp!"

The man nodded solemnly, "Yes, but Dumbledore could not find anyone who has enough knowledge of Greek...myths," he said that last word like he didn't like it, "So naturally, I volunteered."

"Oh...but...okay," the two sat down.

"I just don't understand why we need to learn Greek Mythology!" Hermione whispered in my ear.

"Why not? And what is Greek Mythology anyway? And what's that car chair thing he's sitting in?" I guessed that it's some kind of Muggle thing.

Hermione explained to me and I instantly saw why she thought this class was unnecessary. It was just stories that Muggles made up to explain the world. Was it for fun? And why couldn't Professor Brunner just fix his legs? Had they been cursed with Dark Magic?

"And don't you find it rather odd," Harry pointed out, "how the equivalent of their Headmaster came from America to here, Scotland, just to teach us Greek Mythology?"

"Exactly!" I exclaimed excitedly. "There's something going on with them."

Hermione crossed her arms, "I don't know, Ron. I just don't think this class is necessary, that's all."

Then the professor raised a hand and said in a booming voice: "Students! I am your new professor, Chiron Brunner, I will be teaching you Greek Mythology."

Hermione raised her hand.

He raised his eyes to her, "Yes...?"

"Hermione Granger, sir. Chiron like the centaur that trained heroes?"

"Yes, quite a coincidence; what I teach and my name." He chuckled, like it was a clever joke.

"And sir, what is Greek mythology anyway?" a Slytherin girl asked.

Professor Brunner explained, and immediately the room exploded into protests.

Professor clapped his hands, and the room quieted.

"There are reasons which cannot be said on why you must learn this. Dumbledore wanted you to learn this. And Dumbledore is a very wise man, there is no denying it."

There were still some angry muttering from the Slytherins. I trusted Dumbledore, but what if Dumbledore didn't make us learn Greek at his own free will? Maybe he'd been tricked! Piper was certainly capable of convincing people of many things.

"Now students, I am going to give you a small test to tell me how much you already know about Greek mythology."

He pointed his wand at the board and the questions appeared. I got out my parchment and quill. There were 20 questions, and I only knew two, from Hermione's earlier explanation (yes, I was actually listening).

Hermione was writing furiously, and so were the new students, Gryffindors, and even some Slytherins. Most of the Slytherins hadn't even gotten out their parchment. Surprisingly, Nico and Thalia weren't arguing. They must really respect the Professor.

For some reason some of the Americans weren't using quills. They were writing with these bizarre tube thingies. I wondered why they didn't need ink. And some of them also had a white rectangular thingy on their table.

I leaned over to Percy, who on my left. I saw that he was writing in another language, probably Greek.

"What's that?" I asked him.

He blinked, "What's what?"

"That thing in your hand." I nodded at the blue tube thing in his hand.

He stared at me like I had lost my marbles, "You don't know? Well, it's a pen."

He stopped there as if I would get it.

"What does it do?"

He still looked at me like I was crazy. Then seemed to realize that things were just different in the wizarding world. He explained, "You write with it, and in my humble opinion, it's better than quills because the ink is inside it, so you don't have to dip it in the ink every few seconds."

My eyes widened, "That's wicked! Is it magic?"

"Uh, no."

"Wow! Muggles things are amazing, my dad's right."

Percy grinned at me, "You should see a computer, man."

"A what?"

"Tell ya later," he turned around and I saw that Professor Brunner was looking at us.

"When you are done, please read chapter one in the textbook," Professor told us, "When you are done with that you may start on the homework, which is an 8 inch summary of the chapter."

I got out my textbook and began reading.

I noticed that Hermione was getting kind of frustrated. I looked over and noticed she was on the 18th question, "How could anyone know this?" she muttered to herself.

"DONE!!" someone slammed down their pen and stood up. I jumped and saw it was Thalia. She looked alarmingly ecstatic, "HA! You owe me 10 Death Breath! Hand it over!!"

Nico stood and said something in another language which I assumed wasn't very pleasant. He dug into his pocket and brought out a stack of coins that looked like galleons, only slightly shinier. He dumped it in her hand, "Happy?"

Thalia picked through it, "There's only eight."

"That's all I have. I'm broke, deal with it."

"You're nowhere near broke! Give it!"

"No seriously Pinecone Face, I don't have any more gold coins in my pocket, can't you just take a diamond?"

A couple of students gasped at that. Chiron didn't even look like he was paying attention.

"Fine then, four diamonds."

"Fine," he rummaged around his pocket and brought out 4 small diamonds.

"These aren't crystals or glass are they?"

"Glass? Why would they be glass?" Nico looked offended.

"Okay okay, forget I asked." Thalia put them in her pack.

Everyone went back to what they were doing, but with a lot more whispering.

"How are they done?" Hermione murmured angrily to us. "The last few questions I don't even know!"

"They must have learned it at their camp or something."

"Yes, that does make sense," Hermione started muttering to herself.

Next class was Transfiguration.

Professor McGonagall's mouth was a thin line. "Class, now we will be Transfiguring larger objects. Try changing your desk into something else."

The new students had no problem with it; it worked on the first try for all of them.
Suddenly Thalia's hair turned pink, then her clothes, then the desk that she had returned to normal.

"What?" she shrieked. A lot of people started giggling.

"Um, Thals, your hair..." Annabeth pointed.

Thalia changed the desk into a huge mirror, "AHHH!!" She changed everything back to normal and turned to Nico, "NICO!! What was that for?!"

He backed up, actually crashing into Will Solace. "It wasn't me. I swear it."

Thalia stared at him for a moment. Will mouthed, it wasn't him. Thalia seemed to believe him, and Nico gave his savior a relieved smile.

So Thalia turned her deadly blue eyes to her next suspect, "Percy?"

"Not me wasn't me don't kill me!"

"VALDEZ?!"

Leo whistled frantically and looked in the other direction.

"You are going to pay for that Monkey Wrench." She pointed her wand at him and his satchel flew away and into Thalia's hand.

"Hey! That's my tool be—I mean bag of important stuff!" Leo looked devastated.

"You're not getting it back until tomorrow," she smirked.

"Noooo!" he wailed, "I'm sorry 'kay?"

"Nuh-uh Valdez, and don't try getting it back, or else!"

"Okay," Leo said in a sad, pitiful voice. He continued transfiguring his desk. He kept changing it into a satchel and looking inside, then changing it back and trying again.

After dinner, Harry and I sat in the common room writing down all the weird things about the new students while Hermione corrected our homework. We gave her the paper for her to read.

All the Weird Things About the New Students

• Nico made shadows appear

• Thalia threw Malfoy against the door without touching him

• They are mysteriously adept at Mythology, Charms, and Transfiguration

"That isn't weird," Hermione interjected. I gestured for her to keep reading.

• The oxytriches stared at Percy

• Katie knew where the livergrowth was when it wasn't in view

• Katie and Lou's plant grow impossibly fast

• Nico and Leo's plants keep dying

• Leo really likes his satchel

"That's not weird," Hermione told us.

• Piper is very persuasive

• Snape never gave them detention or points off Gryffindor for what they did

• Nico is very rich

"That's not weird, many people are," Hermione pointed out.

"He's too rich," I said. "It's not natural. Did you see the diamonds he pulled out of his pocket?"

Hermione rolled her eyes, "My point still stands."

• They all happen to be half-bloods

• They didn't have to be sorted

• They don't need robes

• Some of them use muggle things

"Not very weird," Guess Who said.

• Snape said something about Nico's parentage

• Their glares are scary

"You don't even need to say it Hermione," I snapped.

• They refuse to talk about their camp

• Piper said that they need to get us to trust them

• Nico said he is the son of someone

• The owls seem to like Annabeth and Percy

• They can do wandless and nonverbal magic strangely well

• The guy in charge of their camp came to our school just to teach myths

• They don't know Lucius and they just know that their dad's are better than him

• They laugh at the words Death Eater and Voldemort, as if they aren't aware of the death they've caused

• They have weird nicknames

Hey it's me from the future! More specifically, me from January 31st, 2017. Yep. I went and revised this chapter, fixed the formatting...oh, and added Solangelo fluff, of course ;)