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Percy's POV
When the Giant had ended, only three of the seven heroes of the prophecy had made it out alive.
Frank had been the one to close the doors, getting trapped on the other side.
Jason had ended up sacrificing himself so he could save Piper.
Annabeth had died in the Tartarus after her body had been tortured to the point that she couldn't
survive.
Hazel's soul had been sent back to the Underworld only hours after the doors were closed.
The camp was rebuilding itself, but it was taking a lot longer since they had lost their number one architect.
It had taken me six months to finally moved on from the loss of everyone who had died. I would've still been locked in my cabin grieving if Nico hadn't snuck me into the Underworld and showed me how happy everyone was in Elysium.
Annabeth had told me that she wants me to be happy, and that I deserve to be happy. She told me that I was never meant to be with her.
She said that Aphrodite's had come to her in a dream while she was in the Tartarus saying that she was just a guide for me so I could do all the things that I did.
When I asked her what that meant, she said, "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't've giving up immortality, which you needed to do. If you would've accepted it, you wouldn't have been able to be one of the heroes of the prophecy and you wouldn't've able to help out during the war because gods can't interfere with mortal affairs."
Once she had seen that I had finally understood her, she gave me a hug goodbye and told me not to visit her again until I died myself, and then Nico and I shadow traveled back to camp.
We had gotten 10 months of peace before Nico and I were summoned to Olympus.
"Why are we here?" I asked as the two of us stood in the gods throne room.
"We need your help," Zeus started out but Nico cut him off before he could say anything else.
"We've helped you people enough and we've all lost a lot doing it."
"Hush!" Zeus yelled. "We're sending you two on a quest to help save another world."
"What other world?" I asked and Hades started explaining.
"We, ourselves, cannot tell you. But we're sending you to London to figure it out for yourself."
"Why can't you tell us?" I asked and Zeus shrugged.
"It's against the natural law of things for us to even interfere with this, but since their world is in grave danger, you two need to help them."
"Help who?" Nico asked.
"We are going to tell you your quest, but not give you a prophecy, because I'm sure you guys have
had enough of those," Dad said, completely ignoring Nico's question.
"Bu-." I was cut off.
"It will not be long until you run into those who need your help," Apollo started. "They will be able to see through the mist, but they cannot find out what you two are unless it's absolutely necessary. The headmaster knows what you are and that you’re coming, so go to him is you need anything. The people your helping are in their fourth year. Nico, you are the perfect age, and Percy, I'm sorry, but we're making you fifteen," he said and Zeus waved his hand and I looked at myself.
No much changed. I shrunk a few inches and I lost some of my muscle, but that was it.
"Now, it's time for you two to leave," Zeus said, and with another wave of his hand, we were out of the throne room and in the streets of London.
Nico's POV
Naturally, the two of us had no idea what we were doing, so after walking around for twenty minutes talking about how the gods aren't helpful, we run into a group of around 10 empusas.
I pulled out my Stygian Iron sword out of the shadows like my father had taught me and Percy pulled out Riptide and the two of us charged the monsters.
Mortals started screaming and running away, and after about five minutes, Percy let out a scream and I saw him fall to the ground. I ran over to him and stood over him as I fought off the she-demons and after a few moments, these three teenagers run up to us pointing sticks at the monsters.
"Get out of here!" I yelled, but the stayed anyways.
"Petrificus Totalus!" they yelled and three different monsters went stiff and then fell to the ground, unable to move.
I quickly finished off the rest of the empusas and then walked over to the three monsters on the ground and stabbed each of them in turn before running over to Percy.
"Percy, are you okay?" I asked and Percy nodded. "That was a stupid question, you're not okay," I told him and I put pressure on the slash that was across his chest so I could stop his bleeding.
"Do you have any Ambrosia or Nectar?" Percy asked and I shook my head.
"They didn't give us time to pack anything. They just sent us here," I said and Percy groaned in pain.
"Is he okay?" a British accent called as the three people who appeared earlier ran over to us.
"Go away," I said rudely and Percy slapped my arm.
"They might be the people we were sent here to help," he told me quietly. "Apollo said it wouldn't be long until we ran into them." Then he turned to the three people. "No, I'm not okay."
"We should take him to the Burrow," the ginger said. "Mum will know what to do."
"Are you sure?" the other boys asked and the girl slapped his arm.
"Of course he's sure. The poor lad is bleeding out!" she yelled and the she crouched down by Percy. "Don't worry, we're going to help him," she said to me as she put he hand on Percy arm and my shoulder. Then, we were sucked into the darkness.
Harry's POV
As we appeared outside the Burrow, Ron ran inside to get his mum.
The uninjured boy ran off and threw up. "What the fuck was that?" he yelled as he walked back over and muttered something about that being a terrible way to travel and then ran to the boy.
"Percy," the he said as he tapped the injured boys face sort of hard. "Hey, stay awake. You're going to be okay."
"No, I don't want to," the boy named Percy muttered.
"Oh my goodness!" Mrs. Weasley yelled as she ran out of the house with the rest of the Weasley's following. "Bring him inside. We'll fix him up there."
The boy whose name I don't know picked Percy up into his arms and followed Mrs. Weasley inside.
"Put him on the couch dear," Mrs. Weasley told him and the boy did as she said and then he crouched down by his head.
"Water," Percy muttered and the boy whispered something in his ear and Percy groaned.
"Someone get the boy water," Mr. Weasley said as Mrs. Weasley pulled out her wand.
"Take off his shirt," she said and as the boy tried to take it off, Percy grabbed his hand and told him no.
"Percy, stop being a pain," the boy said.
"No. I'm fine. I just need some rest."
When he said that, I was seriously confused. His once orange shirt was now torn and soaked in red.
Then, the boy slapped him across the face, and he didn't do so softly.
"Stop being an idiot Percy!" he yelled.
"Nico, I'm older than you. Leave me alone."
"Actually, Perce, I'm older than you. Now, get your head out of your ass. You know you're going to bleed out unless you do what they say, and I'm pretty sure these nice people don't want their couch soaked in blood."
Percy muttered something about hotels not counting, but I'm pretty sure he was just muttering incoherently because of the blood loss, and then he agreed.
Nico helped Percy sit up and as he pulled of his shirt, everyone let out a small gasp.
His body was covered in dark red scars and his chest and arms were soaked in blood, so if there were more scars there, we couldn't see them. There was also a gaping slash across the top half of Percy's chest that didn't seem like it wanted to stop bleeding any time soon. The boy that he came with Percy seemed bothered by the scars, but he seemed to ignore it.
"Everyone back away," Mrs. Weasley said as she raised her wand and muttered something and Percy squealed in pain, but nothing happened. His wound didn't heal and it didn't stop bleeding.
"Mum, what happened?" Ron asked and his mother looked bewildered.
"I don't know," she said, shocked and she tried it again, but Percy just wined in pain again.
"Let me try," Hermione said and the outcome was the exact same. All of a sudden, there was a small 'pop' and Dumbledore appeared in the room.
"It's not going to work," he said, looking at the boy. "Go down the hill and do what you normally do."
Nico lifted Percy into his arms. "We'll be right back," the he said and Nico ran out of the house with Percy.
Ron's POV
"Who are those people?" I asked and Dumbledore sighed and looked at Mum and Dad.
"Would it be okay if they stayed here?" he asked and Mum looked shocked.
"Of course, but why?"
"They will be going to Hogwarts when the school year begins. You need to befriend them. They will be powerful allies in the war against Voldemort."
"But who are they?" Harry asked.
"They are the most power people you will ever meet," he said and everyone was shocked.
"What about you?" Ginny asked and Dumbledore laughed.
"They are the two most powerful people that have gone, or will ever go to, Hogwarts. They are more powerful than me. They are most powerful than Harry. They are even more powerful than Voldemort himself."
"How?" Mrs. Weasley asked and Dumbledore shook his head.
"I'm forbidden to tell you, and don't push them when it comes to their pasts, they will not like it."
"Why are they so powerful?" Hermione asked.
"It's their parents. That's all I can tell you about that. But you need to know this. No magic that comes from a wand will work on them. If you threaten one of them, or hurt one of them, they will come at you not with magic. They will come at you with something much more, and no matter what you do, you will not be able to stop them."
Percy's POV
As Nico and I were walking back to the house from the lake when the old man stopped us.
"I am Professor Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts," he said.
"You're the one who knows about us, right?" I asked and he chuckled and nodded.
"Yes, I know that you're demigods. Before you ask, I'm not one myself."
"Then what are you?" Nico asked.
"I'm a wizard."
"No way!" he yelled. "That's so cool!"
"Yes, Nico, it is. Your parents have added a basement to the house for you two where you will be staying for the next two weeks. It's sound proof so no one can eavesdrop on you as you talk. Down there, you each have a trunk that is filled with all the stuff that you need for your year at Hogwarts, which is a wizarding school. You each have a wand in the basement that was designed by each of your parents. You both get your powers from within, and these wands will draw their power from there and help you seem like a real wizard."
"Wait, so we'll be able to do magic?" Nico asked in shock.
"Yes."
"Oh my gods!" he yelled and started jumping up and down in excitement.
"Nico," I said and put my hands on his shoulders, "Calm down. Your ten year old self is showing."
"Now, I must be going, but try your hardest to act like normal wizards." And with that, he disappeared with a 'pop'.
Hermione's POV
A few minutes after Dumbledore left, Percy and Nico walked into the house. Percy had Nico's jacket on, covering up all the scars, and his wound from earlier.
"Hi, we should probably introduce ourselves," Percy said. "I'm Percy Jackson."
"And I'm Nico di Angelo."
"Hello," I said to them. "I'm Hermione Granger."
"I'm Ron Weasley."
"Harry Potter."
"Hi, I'm Mrs. Weasley, but you can just call me Molly, and this is my husband Arthur."
"I'm Fred."
"George."
"And I'm Ginny."
"Nice to meet you," Nico said.
"I'm sorry if I bled on your couch," Percy said. "If I did, I just need a little hydrogen peroxide and I'll be able to get it out."
"Don't worry dear," Molly said, "It's nice and clean, but are you okay?" she asked and Percy nodded.
"I'm perfectly fine ma'am, just a tad tired."
"I have a question," Harry said after a moment. "What was it that you two were fighting when we ran into you?"
The two guests looked at each other.
"I don't know what you saw," Nico started, "but we weren't fighting anything."
"What are you talking about?" I asked, confused. "You two had swords and-." I was cut off by Percy who snapped his fingers and there was a slight breeze.
"You didn't see anything. I was mugged and that's how I was injured."
"Yeah, of course," Harry said and Ron and I nodded along, because what he said sounded right. Well...did it?
"Well, we're exhausted, so we're just going to head to the basement and crash," Nico said and both of them walked away and we heard a door close.
"Did they just say basement?"
Percy's POV
When we walked down the steps, I saw that there were two beds that each had a trunk at the bottom that I assumes was full of our stuff.
One bed had a blue comforter on it; the other had a black one. Since we weren't stupid, we each walked over to our bed and opened up the trunk at the end.
"What the Hades is this?" Nico asked as he pulled out a robe like thing.
"I don't know," I said and shrugged. "I found my wand!" I yelled as I opened up a box that said 'From Dad' on it.
It was a dark brown color with a simple design, but on the back end of it, there was a trident engraved into it.
"Holy shit," Nico said as he pulled out his with a scary grin on his face. "It's made Stygian Iron. I could kill someone with this!"
"Nico!" I yelled. "You are not allowed to stab anybody with your wand!"
"You realize that what you just said could be taken many ways?" he told me and then we burst out laughing.
"Get your mind out of the gutter, di Angelo," I said and slapped the back of his head.
"I'm sorry, you set me up for that."
"Nico, be more mature."
"I'm fifteen, I can be mature later on. Wait," he said and thought for a moment, "I'm not the only one who's fifteen. You're weaker now. Percy, I challenge you to a sword fight. I think I might be able to beat you."
I reached into my pocket and pulled out Riptide and Nico made his sword appear out of thin air. "You're on."
Nico's POV
I woke up to the sound of someone walking down the stairs.
"Hello?" I said as I sat up and I saw Ginny.
"Oh, hey," she said awkwardly. "Mum sent me down here to wake you guys up. Breakfast is almost ready."
"Okay, but I should probably wake Percy up. He's normally very violent is you wake him wrong," I told her and her eyes widened.
"Really?"
"Yeah, watch," I said as I got out of bed and stretched. I walked over to Percy and started shaking him. "Wake up. Come on Perce, wakey wakey! Wake up, Percy. Wak-." My air supply was cut off by Percy's hand and he sat up and glared at me. "Perce!" I said as I grabbed his arm. "Percy, don't kill me!" After a moment of two, Percy just grunted and let go of my neck and laid back down, instantly asleep.
I looked at Ginny who looked frightened. "Yeah," I said as I rubbed my neck, "It's painful waking him up."
"Oh my god, that was horrifying," Ginny said and I chuckled.
"Yeah, lets go eat. He'll be up in about ten minutes," I told her and we headed upstairs.
Seeing everyone and talking to them was really awkward for me since I'm not the most social person in the world and it didn't help that I barely know these people. Ever since the war ended, more of the kids at camp would talk to me and Percy would make me respond, but it was still awkward.
Percy walked in right as everyone was sitting down, and he and I were spread out along the table.
As we were eating and talking, Percy stretched and Ron noticed the bruise I gave Percy last night when I slammed the hilt of my sword onto his chest.
"Percy, what's on your chest?" he asked.
"What?" Percy said and looked down. "Oh, that. Yeah, Nico almost broke my collar bone last night."
"What?" They all said and looked at me and I shrugged.
"All that matters is that, for the first time in my life, I beat Percy Jackson," I said with a triumphant smile.
"Yeah, and it's going to be the last time too," he told me and I chuckled.
"Percy, we both know that's not true."
Harry's POV
Nico and Percy had been over for a week now, and no one really know anything about them.
Dumbledore had told us not to pry into their lives because they'll open up to us once they fully trust us.
The only thing we do know is that they knew nothing about Hogwarts.
We had to explain everything to them. And I mean everything. It was like they were cut off from the wizarding world, because they knew nothing about anything.
"You've never ridden a broom?" Ron asked in shock and they shook their heads. "Okay, you guys stay there, I'll be right back," he said and ran off to the shed where they keep the brooms and was back within a minute. "Just but your hand over them and say up," he said and they did as they were told.
To everyone's shock, the brooms flew up into their hands on their first try.
"Okay, now get onto the broom and push up," Ron said and him and I demonstrated.
"You mean we're going to fly?" Percy asked and I nodded.
"Yes."
"Like up in the air?" Nico questioned and Ron and I nodded.
"Yeah, that's not going to happen," Percy said and put the broom down, and Nico copied his move.
"Why not?"
"I'm scared of heights," Nico said.
"Same here," Percy added.
"Come on, it's not that bad," Ron said, trying to convince them but they just kept shaking their heads.
"I'm accident prone. If I go into the air I'm probably either going to get struck by a random thing of lightning or fall off. I'm not risking it." With that, they both walked back into the house.
Percy's POV
The Weasley’s, Harry, Hermione, Nico and I were at Diagon Alley. Nico and myself already had everything we needed for school because it was in our trunks, but we had each found a bag in our trunk that was full of coins and never seemed to get empty, so we thought it might be fun to buy some stuff.
The both of us were in the shop that had animals while everyone else was buying books other school stuff.
"I want an owl," Nico said and he looked at me. "Can we buy an owl?"
"Sure," I said with a smile as I thought of Annabeth and how much she loved owls and how it was her
mom's scared animal. "Which one do you want?"
He was walking around for about ten minutes before he walked up to me with a black, gray and white owl sitting on his shoulder.
"I want this one," he said with the most adorable smile on his face.
"What are you going to name it?" I asked.
"What about Mr. Birdy?"
"I'm surprisingly okay with that," I told him, "but who do you even think we're going to get letters from?" I asked and Nico shrugged.
"I don't know, we could write to camp. I know that it's across an ocean, but we can always try," Nico said. "You should get one too."
"Yeah, okay, I've always wanted a pet anyways," I said with a shrug.
"What about Blackjack? Or Mrs. O'Leary?" Nico asked.
"You know, I completely forgot about them."
"Bet Blackjack wouldn't want to hear you say that."
"Shut up," I said and I looked around for a couple minutes until I found the perfect owl.
She was a light brown color with a couple grey feathers. I picked up her cage and I walked over to Nico.
"Meet Wise Girl," I told him with a small smile.