Charmed and Dangerous
Authors Note: Well this is it. My first ever fan fiction. A couple of things first though. Please no cussing in reviews, it makes me upset. Also I would really love to get as many reviews as possible so PLEASE review and rate! Thanks and enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in Harry Potter or PJATO! Only J.K Rowling and Rick Riordan do.
Chapter 1
The flickering lights and the sound of the Basilisk and Jack battling couldn't even distract me from what my eyes saw through the glass window. Suddenly, it all made sense. The snakes, the trap set by Ares, it was all a game. They had just been playing with me; herding me to meet my doom. Through the threshold, my eyes still couldn't believe what they were seeing: human sacrifice.
My eyes flashed open. That was the most vivid dream I had had in a while. If you are reading this, than thankfully my legacy may live on. I'm writing this so it might help protect people like me in the future. My name is Juliana. I am a witch and a daughter of the Greek goddess Athena. I recently began attending Camp Half-Blood during part of the year, and for the rest, I am attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with my two best friends Jack and Waine. They don't know about my mom, and I intend to keep it that way for now. Everything will come around in good time, but for now I'd like to protect them from what I'm facing. I'm almost positive that neither of them are half-bloods, well I'm positive about Waine anyway. Jack shows signs sometimes. It's possible he is a son of Zeus or Poseidon. If he is a demi-god, I don't want him to know….yet.
When I began this tale, you might have been wondering what was going on. Well, I'll tell you, but I must warn you, it's a long and dangerous tale, so don't blame me if this happens to you. One more thing, if this sounds like you, stop reading right now. I mean it. Go find a cave somewhere in Antarctica and bunker down. And hopefully, we find you before the monsters do.
I was 15 when I found out I was a half-blood, and 11 when I found out I was a witch, at which time I began attending Hogwarts. My friends Waine, Jack, and I had all sorts of dangerous adventures. Always plotting our next feat, but little did we know that the wildest adventures were yet to come. I was in my fourth year at Hogwarts, and was always at the top of my class. It wasn't until my fifteenth birthday that I found out I was also a half-blood. So my genes break into this; half muggle, one fourth witch, and one fourth Greek god. Now I understood why I was so bright, my mother was Athena, goddess of wisdom. During my time at Camp Half-Blood, I learned to fight with my fists, swords and my mind to kill monsters. When I was at Hogwarts, I learned to fight with magic and increased my knowledge of the wizard world. As far as I knew, I was the most powerful demi-god on this earth. The only problem with that, the more powerful you are, the more monsters try to eat you. Woohoo. There are actually many things that can kill me, and just to name a few, monsters, magic, demi-gods, the gods, spiders (yuck!), steel, celestial bronze, capture the flag, and many more. Why am I telling you this? It's so you know how hard it is for me to survive every day. I learned all this from my favorite sister, Annabeth. She is going out with this guy named Percy, who is a son of Poseidon. Right now she is re-constructing Mount Olympus, which is a huge honor. She and Percy, along with their good friend Grover, a satyr, have been on a ton of quests and basically saved the world several times over. Try living up to that. Well whatever, I'm going try anyway, because it's my turn to make a difference. Plus I have something neither of them have…magic. Also, I have Jack. He is the strongest wizard of his age, and Percy is the strongest demi-god of his age. (Most don't live to be his age anyway.) And now, for you to better understand me, I'm going to go through a quick summary of my life.
I was born on a cold stormy day in London, England. Well, I can't really be born, because I am a brain child. I've never met my mom, so I live with my dad and step-mom. Or I used to anyway. Now I have year-round training for two different sides, and neither knows that the other exists.
Back to my story: when I was seven, I ran away from home because I never could fit in. I went to the train station to buy a one way ticket to any place but home, when a strange old man came up to me and began asking me questions. They weren't personal, just conversation starters. Then he told me about a school for kids like me. A place where kids like me fit in. I was intrigued and demanded that he take me to this safe haven. He just smiled at my enthusiasm and told me that I would have to wait until I was eleven. Grudgingly I agreed to go back home, back to the jeers and endless torment. Every day until my eleventh birthday was miserable. But then, my special day came.
I receive a letter from a school called Hogwarts, and I knew this was the place the old man had spoken of. I was finally free from this place I was forced to call home. One the first day, I met my two lifelong friends, Jack and Waine. But I also learned that the old man, the great Professor Dumbledore, was dead, and bad things were stirring in the wizarding world. These things did not affect me much though, and for four years I grew, and my friends and I had the craziest adventures, but that is a different story. On the eve of my 15th birthday, I was suddenly taken away from Hogwarts by a strange creature who was half human half goat who I later learned was Grover, Annabeths and Percy friend.
On the way to our destination, Grover talked about my sister and Percy. He explained what was going on and who I was. I soon caught on and began my training at Camp Half-Blood. I was so caught up in camp and Greek culture, I forgot all about wizardry. One session of mythology (actually history for me) we talked about magic, and I remembered who I once was. I demanded to return to Hogwarts. They decline and insist we work something over. Unwillingly, I agreed. We sent a message to Professor McGonagall, the Headmistress of Hogwarts, and came to a mutual agreement. And for the purposes of my safety, the Trace was to be uplifted from and demi-god wizards and/or witches.
That brings us back to the present. Even though I haven't been attacked by any monsters, I am ready for it. The expectation of it happening is far worse than experiencing it I later learned. Maybe that is their plan. Well, it doesn't matter; I'm going to be ready. I am ready to protect my friends and my school. So far I have been shielding Jack from he really is. Tonight after dinner in the Great Hall, I plan to remove that shield.