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"AHHHH!" Yelled Ron. "Ronald Weasley! Stop screaming like a little girl." Yells Hermione.
"Guys stop fighting" Harry finally intervened after realizing they did not recognize where they were. It look like a beach but the wierd thing was this guy who looked like they had a HUGE sword.
"Who's that dude?" Hermione questions. "I don't know, but let's find out!" Ron says and before she can even reason with him, he's running and yelling at the guy.
"Hey. Guys that look like college drop out motorbike riders! Yeah you come here!"
"Oh my god." The two others mutter under their breath.
" ARE YOU TALKING TO ME!" The other random guy yells with so much anger and volume to start an earthquake.
Ron nods and holds a thumbs up. Before he can speak though, the sound of a sword being drawn echoes through the empty air.
Instantly, the three wizards are put on guard. Harry and Hermione get ready to strike with their wands while Ron tries to calm down this guy.
"DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM! I AM LORD ARES, GOD OF WAR!" The guy, ARES?, yells l so loud that they all fail to hear the three horse wings flapping. They realize this sound as three people - are those kids, where the heck are they!- land between the God and the three wizards on horses. As soon as the horse land, the kid that looked half goat gets thrown off.
The middle kin with another sword starts snickering like the horse had said the most funny thing ever. (Later thay would find out the horse could Grover, the kid who got thrown off, gross. They would also find out the Percy Jackson can talk to horses.)
"I'm back." The middle kid who was riding a black horse yells. "I thought I taught you your lesson about picking on kids."
"What are you doing here Percy Jackson?" Ares asks as if dreading the answer.
"I heard you were picking on little kids again. Do I have to remind you what happened last time?" As the kids finished the God looked as if he was contemplating just leaving right there and then.
It seemed like his thoughts won over himself as he disappeared.
"Are you guys ok?" The girl asked.
"You guys don't look from here? Grover, what do you smell?" He looked over at the other boy.
"We are from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Do you know where we are?"
"Are you a wizard? THAT IS SO COOL!" Percy exclaimed, ignoring the second part of the question.
"You guys are on Long Island. We could take you to Camp Half-Blood and we'll see what happens from there. My name is Annabeth. What's your guys' name?"
After telling her their names, all six of them head to what three of them call home.
Sure their lives were never the same, they would be happy this day happened.