Draco's POV

Ugh! I sat with some stupid little *bleepers* (part was blocked out by Draco breaking our PG agreement).

I mean honestly! They're all idiots. Hecate told us about this secret room we could use. It's called the Room of Requirement. Apparently it takes the form of whatever the user requires. We made plans to meet up once a week on Wednesday. The gods gave us communication bracelets. We can reach each other, Luna, Ginny, Reyna, Chiron, and the gods. We can also use our laptops to take part in the camp meetings. They're magic proof as well as monster, water, fire, shock, lightning, dust, charmspeak, battle, and Hazel proof. They have really fast wifi, unlimited storage, and a never ending battery life.

Anyways, we're walking towards a dirty old hat. Minnie stops us in front of it. It starts to sing.

"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
And your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring nerve and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true,
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!

The whole hall burst into applause as the hat finished its song. It bowed to each of the four tables and then became quiet.

I was quite nervous. It said that there isn't anything it can't see. Will it tell someone that I'm a demigod?

People went up slowly. Finally, 'Granger, Hermione' was called up. She basically ran up to the stool. I know her well enough to tell that she was getting self conscious. She doesn't like attention that much. She just wanted this to be over. After a few seconds, the hat decided on Gryffindor.

When Neville was called up, he fell over. He's a great actor. I laughed and pointed at him. The hat decided on Gryffindor for him too.

I was right after Neville. I swaggered up. Yes I could tell Hermione and Neville were having a very difficult time not laughing.

"Hmm. Another demigod, eh? Sent here to protect Harry Potter?"

"Yeah. Can you just sort me? I'm already pretending to be his enemy."

"You can be in... SLYTHERIN!"

Okay, I'm disappointed that I can't be with my friends, but I'll live.

Harry and Ron were both put into Gryffindor. That makes Neville and Hermione's job easier.

Albus makes his start of term speech. I don't really pay attention. I'm looking at all the teachers who are actually demigods. There are:
Minerva: daughter of Athena
Severus: son of Hecate
Albus: son of Hecate
Pomona: daughter of Demeter
Filius: Blessed by Minerva (goddess)
Sybill: her great grandmother was cursed by Apollo

Al claps his hands, and a giant feast appears. It's nothing like meals with the Olympians, but it's good. The food here is very heavy.

After the feast, the prefects lead us to our dormitories.