A Very Mixed Year of Guardians, Dragon Riders, Demigods and Wizards

ROTG, Percy Jackson, Eragon and Harry Potter Crossover

Harry PoV

Things were getting intense. Voldemort kept sending Death Eaters and Dark Wizards to Hogwarts, not caring if they succeed or not in capturing me. Hogwarts magical defences held just barely, but somehow some of them got in. Luckily, the professors were there to save the day. But things weren't getting better, and with the new toad like pink Professor Umbridge as our DADA teacher, things got steadily worse.

"We have to do something," I said, frustrated, as every fifth year Gryffindor clustered around the common room, watching Professor McGonagal trying to gain the upper hand in a fight with a werewolf. It snapped at her, and I felt useless just cowering away from it. Before it could move, I drew my wand from my black robes and shouted,"Stupefy!" at the creature. It froze, immobile, as Professor McGonagal glared at me and finished it off with a quick sweep of her wand. "Mr. Potter, I-" she began crisply, but stopped when something knocked the wooden door. "That...that wouldn't be another monster, would it?" Neville asked nervously, inching away and promptly tripped over his trailing robes. "Silly. Monsters or Death Eaters won't knock the door," Ron said. Professor swept forward and opened it, with the Gryffindors holding out their wands. When she opened it, something fell forward. Someone screamed. She knelt down, and shouted quickly at the astonished faces around them," Quick! Get Madame Promfrey!" Everyone crowded around the collapsed thing. I gasped, along with Ron and Hermoine. It was a dazzling handsome young man of seventeen, with brown hair and closed eyes. He had sharp, fine features and a lean, muscular build. Somehow my eyes kept slipping over the man's facial features, and i kept forgetting what the new arrival looked like.

A seeping red stain confirmed that somebody had been trying to kill this mysterious person, foe or ally undeterred. Madame Promfrey rushed in that second, and they brought him back to the clinic, away from the bewildered Gryffindors.

The next day, the man was the subject of every gossip. Some thought that he was a Death Eater, but some said he was just a normal Muggle. Another argued that it wasn't possible, Muggles couldn't breach through Hogwarts defences. My head was pounding by the time they went to lunch.

"What do you think of him?" Ron whispered in a low voice as they walked towards Herbology. I shrugged. Something wasn't right with him, though, that was certain.

Eragon PoV

I sat up quickly, a blurred movement that no human eye could follow. No, not only human, even wizards. I had been amazed to know that there was another magical world out there, and I wanted to help it as soon as Glaedr said it was in danger form a certain evil immortal named Voldywart or something.

"Are you sure?" Glaedr had said gravelly. "It is not an easy feat. Voldemort is almost as strong as Galbatorix, with a lot of dark followers by his side,"

"Well, if Saphira agrees, I will go. I want to help."

"It is not a children's play, Eragon. But if you insist, you shall go there immediately. You can pose as a new student, and I will inform the headmaster Dumbledore that you will be coming, though I will not tell him you are a Dragon Rider. And you will find your trunk of school things in your tent,"

"I will be going to school? What is school?"

"School is a place that's for learning. You have to try to protect Harry Potter, too. Now, off with you." Glaedr dismissed him. Ever since Oromis died, he had been short and curt, though not completely cold.

Saphira, we are going to-

Yes, I know. I'll come with you in a second, just let me finish my sheep,

And Eragon picked up his trunk, made a Portal using the new runes Glaedr had taught him, and stepped in with Saphira, only to be greeted by waves and waves of dense trees. A small path of moonlight traced its way downwards, though I didn't need light to see the path in front of me.

Saphira snorted. Sh, be quiet, or some...Dark wizard will hear you, I whispered.

Not very likely,

I sighed. Suddenly, Glaedr's voice came back to me. Eragon, you are now in the Forbidden Forest, the Forest next to Hogwarts. Go in, and say that you are Eragon Bromsson. Say that the headmaster is expecting you. Do all this without Saphira, of course. I'm sorry, but she'll have to stay outside.

I had stored the elder dragon's Eldunari in the invisible pouch behind me. Saphira huffed again. Tell me why we're here. I only stared at her blue eyes. Fine. But I'm not enjoying this, little one. Every time I leave you alone, you almost get killed. Now she turned to Glaedr, her tone sharp even though she was talking to a dragon centuries older than her. If he gets hurt, it's all your fault.

On that happy note, she melted into the shadows and flew away.

I started walking to the majestic castle that rose in sight in front of me, but my sharp elven ears sensed some movement to the left side. I spun around, sword out of my sheath, and whispered,"Brisingr," it illuminated the beast in front of me. It was a Ra'zac. Somehow, they were still alive, and had followed me into this world. I was too stunned, and the monster leapt at me, claws out stretched. I turned away the last second, but not before its claws caught my cloak and left behind a red trail. I shouted one of the twelve killing words, and the Ra'zac fell to the ground, dead. I clutched my burning side in agony, but I understood that poison had gotten into my system. No magic could heal it now, not in the pain I was in. I closed my eyes and teleported me and my trunk into the castle. I came across a door. Using my remaining bit of energy, I knocked it once, and fell forward into darkness.