Annabeth's POV:

"Do you feel it would still be dangerous for our kinds to meet?" I question.

"I'm afraid so, for just as we are a proud species so are you. You would feel that you are greater than us, for magic runs in your blood, whereas for us, we are blessed by one perhaps lesser than your parents. On the other hand many wizards would feel that you were merely born great while they have worked for their powers." Mr. Weasley whispered sadly.

"But if we weren't strong we wouldn't have lived this long!" Percy shouts angrly.

"You see even when I am merely telling you what would happen you get angry."

"The Greeks and the Romans were never supposed to get along and we fixed that!" I argued.

"This is different, they were your own kind." He sighs in resignation.

"So we aren't aloud to remember this meeting?" Nico questions.

"Yeah but how could we do that..." I ask.

"Oh come on guys, we're WIZARDS!" Harry shouts.

"I can obliviate us, and we woln't remember this meeting." Hermione adds

"It would have to be just the right amount of magic, we don't want another Lockheart!" Ron remarked.

"That's true, why don't we get your dad to do it Ron, he can remember and he's a more experienced wizard." Percy suggested.

I pretended to gasp "Are you ill Percy!?!"

"Huh?" Was his oh-so-intelligent response.

"You actually said something smart for once!" I laughed at his rueful face.

"What if he does the Hora Obliviate spell? It acts just like Obliviate exept it will go away if a specified person is in danger." Hermione recommended.

"That's a great idea!" I grined gleefully.

"You should put it on yourselves first, to prove it is safe." Nico growled, always suspious.

"I'll do Harry, Ron then Hermione. After that we should do Nico first then have Percy come in and tell him where to shadow travel to. Then we'll Percy and finally Annabeth. We'll give you five minutes to leave before we come back in. Is that alright?" Mr. Weasley asked quickly.

Its not ok! Its not ok at all! I wanted to shout. All I said was "Its the best plan we've got."

"Then lets go."

Harry's POV:

I  said goodbye to our new found friends and slowly walked into the room. It was a small, dark, dingey little room, but it would get the job done. "I'm really sorry it has to be this way Harry." Mr. Weasley told him, "Its alright, you have to do it. Please, do it now." I whispered.

"Hora Obliviate!" I felt like I was swirling, and swirling, Demi-god, Percy, Annabeth, Nico, wait, who? Then the swirling stopped, "Hey, Mr. Weasley, why aren't we at Diagon ally any more?" I wondered. He looked kind of guilty for some reason.

"Don't worry yourself, its alright."

"Oh, um, alright. I'm a little tired, I think I'll go lay down." With that I headed upstairs. I felt like I was forgetting something, but it didn't matter, not at all.

Ron's POV:

  After Harry left the room we all went silent, the thought of willingly giving up our memorys its just horrid. A couple minutes later dad came out and said grimly, "Ron." Slowly, slowly, slowly, I stood up and walked towards him. "Good-bye guys, its been great knowing you mate." and with that I went through the door. Dad started to talk, I cut him off, "Just get it over with."

"Ok son, Hora Obliviate !" The room danced and I saw a kind of slide show of everything we had seen and done in the last few hours. And then they were flushed down the drain.

"Alright Ron, head upstairs, Harrys taking a nap." My Dad said.

"But I'm not tired, I could run a marathon!" I complained.

"Well off you go!" Dad motioned for me to go away, so I did. I didn't even relies we weren't in Diagon ally anymore.

Hermione's POV:  

"Alright, your turn Hermione." The dreaded words left Mr. Weasleys lips. I gave each of the Demi-gods a tight huge. Nico tried to push me off but I clung on "You will not remember this in five minutes anyway." Then I turned around and walked away.

"Not a word." I begged, "Its not your fault."

I shut my eyes tight and let the spell wash over me "Hora Obliviate! "

And then there was nothing.

Nico's POV:

Of course I had to go first, because I'm dispensable. If I have all my memorys wiped no one will care. I'm banished from my thoughts by Hermione hugging me. I try to push her off but all she says is, "you will not remember it in five minutes anyway." Then she's gone.

"You all right going first Nico?" Percy questions. Maybe they do care.

"Yeah, its alright. It wouldn't make sense to do it any other way." I reassure them. Annabeth looks ready to say something but Mr. Weasleys return cuts off converstation.

"It's time." Who knew two such simple words could cause such stress. I don't look at my friends as I walk away. Mr. Weasley stays to talk to them for a moment and then he and Percy come in. "Alright, you will black out for about a minute, then Percy will give you instructions of what to do. I will cast an invisibility charm over my self so you will not see me. Its been nice to meet you boys. Latet!" He muttered. He disappeared.

"Here goes nothing, Hora Obliviate!" It was like shadow travel, but instead of shadows there were pictures, images. From when we first landed to our goodbyes. Spinning, swirling, gone.

"Oh, hey Percy, whats up?" I shrugged causly.

"Ok, you need to go through that door and two minutes after I come in let Annabeth in. Then shadow travel all three of us to Camp Jupiter. No matter what, got it?" He commands. I suddenly see what makes him such a good leader, he give instructions that are clear but manageable. But I wonder why. I agree to his terms, even though they don't make sense. I go through the door.

Percy's POV:

To see Nico standing there not remembering anything that we've learned, that was hard. It took all my willpower not to tell him the truth. I give him his instructions and he actuly does it. He stands up and looks at me curiously, then he goes into the other room. I give myself fifteen seconds to think over everything we've learned. I know I cant wait forever though. A tiny nod, that's all it takes. That one movment takes more from me than fighting Kronos, I would rather fight Gaea again, with only my bare hands. Then I hear the words "Hora Obliviate! " My memories looks like a movie or something, flashing past my eyes. Then their gone.

Annabeth's POV:

I stumble into the dreaded room and see Percy just kind of standing there. I always call him a Seaweed Brain but he can actually be pretty smart, wait, don't tell him I said that! I lead him into the other room. I shut my eyes tight and say to the man I cant see "I hope we meet again, in better times."

"That is my dream, goodbye." He spoke softly "Hora Obliviate! "

The world spins, it tips, I see wands, cloaks, a strange word floats across my vison, Hogwarts...