Chapter Seven: Demigods in Diagon Alley

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Reyna's POV
I woke up the next morning to the building shaking and dust falling on my face as a train went past. I rubbed my eyes and sat up. In the other bed, Calypso was reading a book.
"Finally up, sleepy head?" She said, smiling at me.
"Hey, yesterday was a long day!" I exclaimed defensively.
"We didn't do that much. We got teleported here by Dionysus, then we had lunch, went upstairs and talked," she said, still reading.
"We want to bed late, though. We lost track of time!" I protested.
"Yeah, yeah. Get dressed and we can go downstairs for breakfast. We have to go to Diagon Alley today, remember?" Calypso reminded me.
"Yep, getting up now." I say, getting out of bed. "Hey... What about you?" I ask, quizzically.
"I'm already dressed. I just got back into bed," she answered, lifting the cover to show her denim jeans and white t-shirt.
"Oh... Ok. Be right back," I say, as I picked my clothes up and walked into the bathroom. I quickly showered and got changed, into an SPQR t-shirt and a pair of jeans. Then, I cleaned my my teeth, put on my make up and plaited my hair into a side plait.

Calypso and I walked downstairs, into the pub. I saw all of our friends around the table and went red with embarrassment for being the last one to come down. Well, it was me and Calypso, but I was responsible for it. Calypso walked over and took a seat next to Leo and quickly kissed him. I looked around the table for a seat. There was one in between Piper and Nico, making me feel ashamed for not even being down before him, the boy who is always the last one up. He was writing a letter. I'm guessing it was to Will Solace, his boyfriend. I took the seat next to him and peered over his shoulder.
Dear Will,
We have arrived in London. It is nice but very cold, very unlike America, though with the magical borders at camp, the weather is always nice there.
How are you, anyway? I miss you loads, even though I only saw you yesterday. I wis-
That was all I read, before Nico looked up at me and gave me a death glare.
"Reyna! What the Hades? This is private!" He exclaimed. "How would you like it if I read a letter to your boyfriend?"
"Don't have one," I replied plainly.
"THEORETCALLY!" He exclaimed.
"Meh," I said.
"Meh?" He asked, giving me a weird look.
"It means I'm not bothered," I say back.
"I know what it means, but I also know that if you had a boyfriend and I read a letter you wrote to him, you would most definitely not be pleased, Miss Meh," Nico said.
"Miss Meh?" I ask, giving him an odd look.
"I was imitating you," Nico says, almost smiling. Almost.
"Whatever," I say, looking at the breakfast menu in front of me when the waitress came over to serve the table. I read the options and decided on scrambled eggs with smoked salmon, with a cup of coffee.
"Could I have a cup of coffee and some scrambled eggs with smoked salmon, please?" I say. She smiles and nods at me, before writing it down on a notepad and taking everyone else's orders.

As we waited for our breakfast to arrive, I talked to Piper.
"So, how've things been at Camp Half-Blood?" I question her, smiling.
"Good. Although, I must admit, it feels weird now that the war is over," she replies, grimacing as she mentions the war.
"I know what you mean. Camp Jupiter doesn't feel the same," I say, missing the camp and New Rome.
"Yeah. In all the time Leo was gone, it was even worse. It was so quiet, and it was really serious. I mean, people tried to tell jokes and stuff, but they weren't proper jokes. Everyone was just trying to keep their mind off of the war and all of that," she said.
"Hmm... Yeah. It's different with no Octavian, too. But, in a good way," I say.
"Oh, obviously," Piper says with a laugh.
"Yeah, and with Frank as a praetor, I have much less to worry about, as the work is spread out between us, not all dumped on me," I explain.
"Totally. Whilst we're on the subject, who did you leave in charge of the camp?" Piper asks, quizzically.
"Oh, I haven't quite decided, yet. I'm going to iris message them when I have," I reply.
"Oh, OK," Piper says. Before she could say anything else, the waitress brought our food over, ending our conversation as we start eating.

Later, we all stand downstairs, as Frank asks the bar tender to let us go into Diagon Alley. He nods and shows us out through door, which leads to a small outdoor paved area, where there are a few bins. Red brick walls enclose the area, but I cannot see an alley anywhere. Then, he pulls out what I am guessing is a wand and taps around a few missing bricks in the wall which have been filled with concrete. I gasp, when the bricks start moving to form an archway. When I look through, I can see a busy alleyway, lined with shops. At the end, there is a large, marble building, with crooked columns. Written in gold lettering it reads 'Gringotts.'
"Wow..." I hear Thalia say in awe. We thank the bar tender, and walk into the alley. Behind us, the brick wall re-closes.
"Soo... Where should we go first?" Leo asks, looking around with an astonished expression plastered on his face.
"Well, we should go to the bank first, because we need to get the money to buy everything, then we should separate into smaller groups to get what we need. Maybe we should go to the wand shop together, though," Annabeth says.
"OK, so we could go to the wand shop straight after going to the bank?" Hazel suggests. "Or we meet up at the end and get them," she adds.
"I think we should get them straight after going to the bank," Jason says. Everyone either nods or mumbles a 'yes' in agreement.
"OK, so, of to, um... Gringotts we go," Percy says, stumbling at the name of the bank as he tries to remember, but ends up looking at the marble building instead.

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