The Wizolympian Tournament

by Perseus Albus Potter

The story is set between the summer of Prisoner of Azkaban and The Goblet of Fire . There is a tournament but it's not a ordinary tournament .A tournament between demigods and wizards but things change when Rachel gives a prophecy. Can these heroes join forces to stop the evil which is drawing near every second? ( ABANDONED)

1. The Letter

(Author's note: This is my first FanFic EVER so I would really appreciate criticism and suggestions.

Disclaimer: I own neither Harry Potter nor Percy Jackson *cries*)

Chapter 1: The Letter

It was one in night but nevertheless Harry sat wide awake on his bed. Surprisingly, neither bad dreams, nor his hurting scar gave him bad dreams. Instead, it was a letter. A letter from Hogwarts, but it wasn't the usual start-of-term letter either . It was unlike any letter he had ever received before. Harry rose from his bed and began searching for his spectacles and wand with intention to read the letter for the umpteenth time now. The letter was fairly short. "Lumos maxima" said Harry.

Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry

Congratulation! You have been selected to participate in the prestigious Wizolympian Tournament. This tournament is exclusively for the to-be-fourth year students and will be held during the summer holidays. If interested, the consent slip should be signed by either the parents or the guardian and the student should reach the King's Cross station on 17th of July by 12 noon.

Harry had received the letter on 2nd July. But due to his general sense of perplexion, he had now spent so much time deciding whether he should opt or not that July 17th was only four days away. He initially considered writing to Ron and Hermione but he doubted that they would know any better about the matter than him.

After pacing up and down the room for a while, he finally made up his mind. Picking up his eagle-feather quill, Harry sat down, and wrote a letter to his godfather- Sirius Black

It took Hedwig three days to return with Sirius' much awaited reply. It was written on a small piece of parchment and had been deftly tied to Hedwig's left leg. The sight of the familiar, scrawling handwriting on the envelope definitely made him feel better. It lifted his spirits to no end.

Harry ,

I can't believe that Ministry is organizing the Wizolympian Tournament. It's has been 100 years since it was last organized . I'm not going to spoil the fun for you but trust me you are going to love it . I have signed the slip. Take care Harry .

Sirius

Harry couldn't help smiling. Whatever this tournament was, Sirius wanted him to participate and that was what he was going to do. Now all he had to do was to tell the Dursleys (who were already on the brink of kicking him out of the house due to exasperation) to drop him at King's Cross the day after which they would be more than happy to do.

(Author's note *again: This is just the first chapter. I would add many more chapters based on your reviews. Your REVIEWS are extremely important to me.)