Chapter 1: The Heroes Will Meet
Harry's P.O.V.
Harry James Potter woke with a start. He slapped his wand in his pocket, fishing it out quickly and shot bolt upright. He slowly took in his surroundings. It was a dimly lit dormitory at Hogwarts. Harry realized that Hermione slung her arms at Ron, who seemed to be enjoying the new act. Harry grinned. He had never grinned for months and he welcomed the feeling. But before he could moan in pain, Harry's chest seared with pain. Harry had one of his eyes closed, and his face twitched with pain. But the pain was gone before he knew it, and Harry could breathe again.
Harry looked around. Seamus, Dean and Neville were perched on their beds, snoring silently. Harry saw a letter on his desk and it was tied by a carnation pink bow. He opened it curiously, and Harry saw Ginny's handwriting.
Dear Harry,
You weren't awake so I couldn't tell you, you were sleeping so cute and peacefully all I could do was stare at you. Yes, I did not write this with a straight face so listen up. As soon as you're awake go down to the Common Room. I am not finished with you Harry James Potter.
~Ginny
Harry stared at the letter. He gulped. This isn't good. He slowly dressed avoiding the enormous black mark tainted with blood on it. Whenever he failed, he would feel pain that only his scar had accomplished. He put on a sweater, faded blue jeans and a pair of red sneakers. He then took the stairs down the winding staircase, nervously fidgeting with his fingers. Ginny was waiting for him dressed in an apricot tank top, a grey hood, a pair of black leggings and violet rubber shoes. Her expression was unreadable and when she spoke, it was half cold half warm. Harry was starting to believe this was a bad idea.
"HARRY JAMES POTTER! HOW COULD YOU POSSIBLY DO THIS TO ME? FAKING YOUR OWN DEATH AND NEARLY MAKING ME JUST DIE ON THE SPOT-"
"Er," smirked Harry. "You haven't got a point there."
Harry knew Ginny knew that when Harry did this kind of grin, it was a pure sign of mischief, luck and an intimidating stupid grin. Ginny looked like she was about to explode due to confusion and anger.
"There she blows," Harry muttered.
"I THINK I MADE A CLEAR POINT! WHAT PART OF 'FAKING YOUR OWN DEATH AND NEARLY MAKING ME DIE ON THE SPOT' DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?" she bellowed.
"Ah, well, that's really complicated and-"
"AND, IT IS THE ONLY LOGICAL EXPLANATION HOW YOU JUMPED FROM THE SPOT, OBVIOUSLY WEARING YOUR STUPID INVISIBILITY CLOAK! I WAS SO RELIEVED WHEN NO ONE DIED AFTER NEVILLE DID THAT VERY BRAVE THING!"
"Yet, again, you suspect that is my doing, and I have to answer to it. Well, the answer to your question is a big fat yes." said Harry.
Ginny glared daggers at Harry, daring him to say anything after that. She had finally toned down her voice.
"What do you mean that was 'your doing', Harry? And stop grinning stupidly at me!" she smacked Harry at the back of his head.
"Yeah, about that, well, I guess you have to visit Dumbledore. Password is Dumbledore." said Harry. "Although I'm afraid he will only 'guess'." he replied.
Ginny gave a loud moan and stalked outside. She turned back. "I shall figure out your secret!" she declared.
And he could not take it anymore. He laughed wildly, and seemed to have fallen on the floor and was teary. He decided that the pain in his chest can only be disguised by laughter. Ginny stalked away and stuck her tongue at him and closed the Portrait Hole.
Harry then clutched her chest that was searing with pain. He followed Ginny to the Headmistress's office.
"Dumbledore," said Ginny.
The gargoyles sprang open to admit entry. The castle was fixed due to "Reparo Maximus" and "Scourgify Maximus" spells. It left half the teachers to feel dazed but other than that in good shape. Ginny knocked slamming the brass knocker.
"Come in," said Professor McGonnagal.
Harry and Ginny poked their heads in the place then walked swiftly to Professor Dumbledore's portrait.
"Ah, hello, you ask of my assistance?" said Dumbledore.
"Yes, Mister 'The-Boy-Who-Lived-Again has told us all the tales of his lovely adventure with my best friend and brother!" she said sarcastically.
"Ah, wonderful, no need for explanations!" said Dumbledore who appeared to not have noticed the sarcasm.
"I meant that Harry is hiding something!" said Ginny.
"Um, Ginny." said Harry cautiously, grinning. "You do know that that Dumbledore in the portrait is the ghost when I went in your fifth year and my sixth year right?"
Ginny really looked pretty tempered now. She stormed out muttering.
"Harry, my boy, you do realize that whatever adventure you had searching for them, I at least now 3/8th of the whole thing right?" asked Dumbledore.
"Nah, I don't want Ginny knowing about are, ah, private lessons." said Harry carefully because Professor McGonnagal was there.
"Oh, dear, you two are always up to something." said Professor McGonnagal under her breath, not really trying to keep quiet.
"I'm afraid Minerva, I will be doing the explaining to the adults, although The Golden Trio will be explaining to a very upset Ginny, a calm Luna and a happy Neville. The Silver Trio will like to know." said Dumbledore winking.
Harry gaped at Professor Dumbledore. They made him, Ron and Hermione named as the Golden Trio while Neville, Luna and Ginny were the Silver Trio? That is so lame!
Harry noticing dismissal went to the Great Hall.
Percy's P.O.V.
I was walking to the dock, as me, Annabeth and Grover was all going to hunt for Demigods. Hephaestus made a new gadget which will show Demigods across the map. There was one in England, but since he just kept on disappearing, Chiron set us three for the quest. I could just picture the conversation like a movie.
"You wanted to see us Chiron?" I said enthusiastically.
"Yes. You, Annabeth and Grover are the best I could get. You see, I need you three to get one Demigod from England. The demigod just disappears from the 3D map Hephaestus has made himself. For the past one year he was able to teleport to random areas in England, and while he was in the Forest of Dean he arrived at Godric's Hollow! When he was in a place almost at the edge of England, he has disappeared. I need you to find this Demigod. Percy will lead the quest." said Chiron.
I walked to the attic, and the smell was almpst overwhelming. He jumped when a prophecy sprung.
"I am the spirit of Delphi, what is it that you want to know?" the skeleton said.
"What is my destiny?" I said awkwardly.
"Two worlds collide and two heroes stand by,
To face their rival again but combined,
And when the Boy-Who-Lived will rise again,
The Hero who accompanied will have played Gryffindor and errands."
And then I snapped out of it because we were in England. Annabeth, Grover and I were getting out of the boat. Chiron decided that they could have another 3D map. The Demigod wasn't there. Suddenly, the Demigod appeared out of the blue in Britain, and when he zoomed in, the Demigod was in London, at a Starbucks café.
Harry's P.O.V.
Harry wasn't telling the others what happened to him in that forest. He told them about the Horcruxes, and when I told them 'they knew the rest' they actually forgot about it because of their greif. But Harry Potter wasn't only swelled with grief, but with shame and guilt. He felt guilty that he was a Horcrux and if he came here with a warning not many should have died. He felt shameful because of the same actions, and Harrys favorite spot was at the lake. He dug his legs in the lake and he simply wondered: "He was so good at swimming outside of Hogwarts, but not in. He didn't mind it, considering he was busy for those seven eventful years.
He asked Ginny, Ron and Hermione if he could get some "me time". It took a lot of persuading, but they finally dug in, in the end. It took an hour, and basically, Ginny was doing the yelling with Hermione and Ron backing her up. He even went into Hogsmeade and apparated out so they couldn't follow him. He went into a Starbucks café. Five minutes later, three teens dropped by. Technically, Harry was bothered by him. He felt ADHD kicking up, he had always gotten them at the Dursley's, he never got them at Hogwarts though, and that kept me wondering.
He tried not to fidget people will think he wasn't behaved. The three teens narrowed their eyes, and searched the whole café. They went outside, and Harry felt like it was safe to move. I think the lot would've been looking for him. He nervously flattened his bangs in an attempt to hide his scar.
Percy's P.O.V.
Since we stopped by at London, we walked to the Starbucks quickly, and when we went in, we saw nothing out of the ordinary. We stepped outside, and I pulled out the 3D map. The Demigod was still there. We went back in and I saw a man nervously flattening his bangs and hide his eyes. He might be a suspect. I walked slowly to him followed by Annabeth and Grover.
"Hi, my name's Percy Jackson."
"I'm Evans James Lupin Black." the guy replied. Suddenly, the two noticed that they looked alike. Their ruffled black hair was messy, but Evan's was messier. I have sea green eyes and he had the most beautiful eyes I had ever laid eyes on. They were emerald green.
"I'm Annabeth Chase and this is Grover Underwood." said Annabeth. "Can we please sit?"
I thought I saw Evans flinch. "S-sure," he said uncertainly.
Annabeth smiled at him. I smiled at him too and Grover copied that. I could see that we were all stuck in a trance because of his eyes. When we took the seat, Annabeth started talking.
"So, do you know you're special?" she asked. I rolled her eyes at her they haven't confirmed that he was a Demigod.
Evans didn't answer. He sipped his coffee and didn't say anything.
Grover asked him next. "Where's your family, Evans?"
Again, Evans remained silent.
"Is Evans really your real name?"
Evans still was silent. His emerald eyes showed everything. He suffered a lot.
"Have you suffered a lot?" I asked.
Why does Evans keep on making the silence, I'll never know. He just keeps on sipping his coffee after every answer. I got the feeling I was being x-rayed when we made eye contact. I froze, Evans was studying me. Those eyes paralyzed me, and I can't move.
"What do you think?" he asked. He must be referring to all the questions. "Do you think I know I'm special? Do you know where my family is? Do you think that Evans in my real name? Do you think I suffered a lot?"
I thought of those words. Nope, I didn't. I managed a little nope and I was silent. Even my ADHD wasn't kicking up.
"I, um, got to go, I'm really sorry, I must keep going." said Evans. He was already packing is stuff and going outside when me and my friends unfroze.
"How did he do that?" said Grover.
"We better follow him, I don't think he was doing that on purpose." said Annabeth.
So we stalked Evans.
Harry's P.O.V.
Harry felt like he was being watched. He spun around, and didn't dare raise his wand. He felt eyes upon him, and he wanted to catch them, not retreat. He kept walking backwards, as he was good at this courtesy of Dudley's gang. Harry tensed. He might give them a fake name and leave him alone forever. He broke into a run. He heard footsteps behind him, and he glanced at the back.
Percy, Annabeth and Grover were chasing him.
Nico's P.O.V.
"You called, father?" said Nico kneeling.
"Yes, I need you to become a servant to the Master of Death. He is a Demigod, and the true owner of the Deathly Hallows. His name is Harry James Evans Potter. He is a Demigod, but Annabeth, Grover and Percy are literally chasing him right now. Meet him at Camp Half –Blood. "
Nico nodded, and shadow travelled to Half – Blood Hill.
Percy's P.O.V.
"Wait up, Evans!" I said. Evans was really fast.
"What do you want?" said Evans without looking back.
"Just stop," panted Annabeth.
We were still running, with Grover on the lead. Surprisingly, Evans was a lot faster than Grover.
But the weirdest thing happened. One moment, Evans was there and the next, I heard a loud crack and he was gone.
We all stopped, panting.
"So that's how he does it!" cried Annabeth.
Harry's P.O.V.
Harry apparated to Privet Drive. He gasped for breath, clutching his chest. It had hurt again when he apparated and ran. He heaved, and went inside the place. The house was empty, and Harry went inside the cupboard. He saw a velvet round box that had a red bow tied in it carefully. Harry untied the bow and opened it. There was an envelope, a swish knife, a jacket, new jeans, a T – shirt and rubber shoes. There was a wrist watch, and a black cap. It was a disguise. Harry changed into those clothes and put his cap down low. He then read the letter:
Dear Harry,
Use these items carefully. The jacket is arrow and bullet proof and the swish knife is a very cool weapon. 1st part is a bow. 2nd is a sword. 3rd is a dagger and 4th is an iPod that Hephaestus added. There's earphones there too in the 4th when you press the button. This weapon will always go to your pocket when you lose it. Use this disguise well. The 5th part of the swish knife is a mobile 3D closet also added by Hephaestus. The wrist watch is a shield. Enjoy the disguises and weaponry. Happy 10th birthday!
~ Your four fathers and two mothers
P.S. If this appears at your one to tenth year bedroom that means James and Lily died. We are so sorry.
Harry pocketed the swish knife and looked down sadly, then he brightened up. He had fathers. He didn't care if he had four, he just wanted a fatherly figure. He then went outside and apparated back to the café.
Harry apparated at the back. Surprisingly, no one was there. He fidgeted, then he slid back to take in the wonders of being at the U.S.
Percy's P.O.V.
We went searching, hoping he would teleport back. I was looking at the back of the shops. Annabeth was paying for our hotel room as we need a place to stay. Grover was still investigating the scene. It was already dusk and we decided to go to the room. We still have $1234 left, courtesy of Chiron. He lent us $200 just in case. We had four bedrooms and an awesome suit at the best hotel ever in New York. We had four bedrooms because for me, Grover, Annabeth and the mysterious Evans. When I searched one last time, I saw a man.
The man was wearing a jacket, new looking jeans, a t- shirt and rubber shoes. He had a black cap that covered his face, and he hurried off not looking back when I observed him. Then it hit me, maybe it was Evans.
"Evans!" I said.
Evans stopped. "What gave it away?"
The fact that you have that body only you could have. Your really skinny." said Percy. When Evans removed his cap, Percy could see that he was about one or two years older.
Evans sighed. Evans made eye contact with him. Evans raised his eyebrows. "What the heck is a Demigod? What the heck does this have to do with me? And what is Cap Half – Blood?"
My heart sank. "Y-you can re-"
"Read minds, yeah, mastered it secretly. Now, I don't want answers, I think I'm going back to London."
"That explains the accent." I said. "But how did you, you know, teleport?"
"None of your business, P-"
Something growled. I looked back.
Cliffhangers aren't my style, but its snack time and I'm hungry. Please review what you think about this story, flames accepted. This is long so you can be entertained… for now.