Harry was annoyed. He didn't understand why Malfoy cared so much about them going to 'the lake'. Usually he brushed off his prefect duties and did as he pleased.

"Well that was a major set back." Hermione said. "But now I've got a better plan."

"And that would be?" Ron asked.

"We'll eat breakfast, probably our last Hogwarts meal, and then sneak out after. Keep everything in your bags, and we can put them in mine while we're eating. Have a change of clothing so we can change out of our robes." She explained.

"Your a genius Mione." Harry said.

"I know." Hermione replied. "Also we can not give it away that we're going. Make it seem like a normal morning."

Ron and Harry nodded their head and the three friends went off to bed. Surprisingly all three fell asleep quickly.

Harry rubbed his eyes and sat up. The sun was shining into his room and his stomach growled.

Harry quickly changed and met his friends in the common room. Hermione had her bag slung across her shoulder and Ron said, "Hermione already put your bag in, mate."

"Thanks," Harry muttered, still half asleep.

The group took a look around the room. It was Harry's home. How could he leave it? Besides the Wesley's and his limited time with Sirius he had no other home.

"Alright mates," Harry said. "It's time to go."

The trio went down the stairs and into the Great Hall as if it was any other day. They got their food and took a seat with Ginny and Neville.

"Morning," Neville said, shoving a piece of egg into his mouth.

"Good morning." Harry replied, turning to Ginny, who he sat next to, and kissed her on the forehead, causing him to earn a glare from Ron.

"Oh stuff it Ron!" Ginny exclaimed. "Harry's my boyfriend, we're allowed to make physical contact!"

"I know, I know." Ron replied. "That doesn't mean I have to like it."

The group ate and rambled on about classes and their loads of homework.

"Alright I've gotta go." Ginny said. "First period potions and I can't be late."

Ginny ran off to the dungeons and Neville went to get more to eat. Hermione said, "After we eat we've got to go. This could be our last chance. We'll grab our stuff and get off school grounds."

Harry and Ron nodded. They quickly shoveled down what would probably be their last meal at Hogwarts ever.

"Hurry!" Harry urged them.

They went through the main door and fled into the woods.

"Everyone now!" Hermione yelled.

The group apparated and the sickly feeling of wizard travel washed over them. They all thought of Long Island and when they landed, they were in front of a sign that said, 'Now entering Long Island.'

"I can't believe that worked." Ron said, holding his stomach.

"Same." Harry replied.

"Oh please." Hermione said, rolling her eyes. "When have one of my plans ever failed? That's right never!"

"Did you think this all through?" Ron asked. "Because where are we supposed to go? We're at Long Island but where to now?"

"You guys need any help?" A voice asked.

The group turned and saw a guy with close cropped black hair and was Asian who looked to be about 16. He was with a dark skinned girl who had curly brown hair and golden eyes. She seemed to be about 14.

They were in a van and in the front seat was a guy who had eyes all over his body.

"Oh my god!" Hermione screamed, jumping back.

"What the bloody hell is that?" Ron asked.

"A person!" The girl snapped. "A nice one at that!"

"They can see him." The boy whispered to the girl. "Are they demigods?"

"They're from England?" The girl questioned.

"Hey," the guy said. "I'm Frank and this is my girlfriend, Hazel."

"I'm Harry," he said. "And this is Ron and Hermione."

"So do you need any help?" Frank asked.

"Yes, but we're not sure where to go." Ron replied.

"What to you mean?" Hazel asked, raising an eyebrow.

Hermione got the look on her face like she was cooking up a plan. "We need to meet these people and do something with them but we don't know where to find them."

The couple exchanged odd looks and Frank nodded to Hazel.

She slowly asked, "Are you guys demigods?"

Hermione's eyes lit up like she finally understood something. "Yes demigods! I've read about them! I mean we aren't them, but this is great! You probably can help us!"

"Slow down." He said. "If you aren't demigods, then how to you know about them?"

"She reads a lot." Ron replied.

Frank and Hazel nodded as if they understood. "Yeah we've got one of those too."

"This is going to sound absolutely crazy," Harry said. "But we apparently need to meet the those who've been below the dirt."

Frank and Hazel exchanged a worried glance. "We know them. But that's from a prophecy. Where'd you hear that?"

"Our school." Ron replied, indicating to their uniforms which they still were wearing.

"What kind of school tells prophecies to students?" Frank asked.

"A magic school." Ron replied, expecting them to laugh. But by the looks on their faces it didn't seem to far fetched.

"Tell us what you really are or we'll send you to Tartarus!" Hazel snarled she pulled out her sword and Frank's backpack formed into a bow and arrows.

The trio exchanged a look. Finally Harry said, "We're wizards."

"What in Pluto?" Hazel cried.

"We better tell Chiron." Frank said, "He'd know what to do."

Hazel nodded and said, "It's your lucky day. We're taking you to Camp Half-Blood."

"What's that exactly?" Hermione asked.

Frank smirked, "A camp for demigods."