Princess of the Sea and the Chosen One II
Albus, Noah and Rose are the three most famous kids in the magical world. Albus's dad saved the entire wizarding population, and Noah and Rose's dad is the Savior of the world. When her and her twin brother Noah discover that they have magic, can they keep their secret from Hogwarts where it's virtually impossible, or will they start the biggest war in history.
Disclaimer
I unfortunately don't own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson, JK Rowling and Rick Riordan do.
-Percy's PoV-
"Percy" "Percy" "PERCY"
"What," I mumbled. I opened my eyes and her face was hovering over mine, her eyes wide and panicked, "My water broke."
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Annabeth was squeezing my hand harder then she did when Noah was born, and I didn't think that was possible. She was crying, and her pale face was blotchy and tearstained. She looked at me, "don't you ever do this to me, again." The midwife broke her out of her threat before telling Annabeth to push hard, and now.
With a final push and a painful hand squeeze, the baby began to cry and I faintly heard it's a girl before I passed out.
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I woke up in a hospital bed, and one of those ridiculously ugly man gowns. Annabeth was asleep in the bedside chair, holding their babies. The first baby looked identical to him, but the second baby had Annabeth's small, delicate button nose, blonde hair and facial structure, but his ears and eyes. The baby's eyes fluttered open, and she stared at him. Her eyes were, gold?
Annabeth's eyes opened and she smiled. "She's beautiful isn't she, they both are."
"Yes they are wise girl," I paused. "What did you name her?"
"Rose, Rose Marie Jackson."
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-Harry's PoV-
"Harry come look at Al," Ginny said. "he looks like you," she whispered. "He has your nose, your eyes, your ears and hair, but my freckles and cheeks."
"He's perfect,"
"He is isn't he, and he's ours," she replied tiredly." "would you like to hold him."
"Of course I'll hold him, you can sleep Ginny."
Baby Albus looked up at him curiously as his small baby hands grabbed his fingers.
"I'm your daddy Al," he whispered. Al began to giggle, and he smiled.
"Zeus, there is absolutely nothing you can do now, both of them are born," a man said quietly. He had messy black hair and sea green eyes. He radiated power and Harry knew he was a force to reckon with.
"Yes I know that Poseidon, but that just makes it worse. Our worlds were never supposed to meet, and now because the two most powerful hero's children are destined-"
"Shhhh, someone's listening. Be quiet will you," a third man said. This man had black hair as well and was just as muscular, but he had pale skin and looked sickly with his sunken black eyes.
They looked at him sternly before the dream faded, but he heard a voice, "when it's his time, he'll be safe."
Harry's eyes widened as he woke, his heart racing as he sat up. But he still had two questions who were those men, and why in the world did their names seem so familiar?
When two once lived and thrived with thee
The worlds all seamed the same.
And then he said to leave them be,
So then they'd all forget.
But now the two worlds must survive,
And learn how to accept.
For the fate of the world lies within the hands,
Of two, no older then 14.