Percy
two years had pass since the war to reclaim Olympus had failed. The gas that had been release seemed unlimited hence rendering the Mt. Olympus inhabitable by either side.
There hadn't been another war since then and Percy along with Annebeth were forced to live in the Mt. Olympus in Greece. They were bassically not allowed to meet any other of their friends untill another war came along. They had to try and provide their support to the Olympians in the four soltices they Had attended.
Annebeth was wise enough to keep up with them, heck she was almost leading it.
Percy on the other hand, just sat there and glared at each god trying to recognize them and sort them into the kind personalities they had.
Percy and Annebeth were now nineteen now but that didn't matter as they were gods now.
On one night Percy had gotten lost in the old olympus, even after being the god of navigation as well. He couldn't find his room or Annabeth's. he had more or less found a new area entirely, that was the part where the highest rank of mortals lived back in Greek times. Hermes had found him wandering and brought him back.
The greek economy rose a huge lot while we were there, apparently, wherever the gods made their Olympus, the country grew stronger economy wise.
Percy kept getting strange feelings everytime there was a shipwreck somewhere in the sea and was annoyed by the fact that the other gods didn't let him help them.
Percy hated being a god, he wanted to be mortal again and live a normal demigod life.
Harry
He stood alone at the house of hades, also known as necromanteon. Two years had passed since voldemort had asked harry to come to the place.
That was where the gate of tartarus had been. The keyword is had. Percy and his friends had closed it about two and a half years ago.
In ancient Greek times, it had been where priests performed necromancy and gave up sacrifices in the name of Hades. This was where pilgrims went in hope to meet a ghost of someone dead from their life.
Harry wondered if he would meet someone from his past if he steps in the temple.
He took a deep breath in.
Harry walked into the temple ready to face whatever was to happen.
A few steps inside, he saw the last of light that fell inside the temple.
"lumos" he casted for their to be light at the tip of his wand.
A while later, he hear the voice of crunches under his feet, he felt like he had stepped on something. He looked down to find he had stepped on a broken skull of someone dead. Harry took back a few steps feeling disgusted. He walked with caution from then on, avoiding pieces of bones that lie everywhere.
Finally, he reached a stairway leading downwards.
On a wall next to it were strange circular patterns. In the middle of it was something familiar, a stone which he had called the souls of his dead loved ones with. The ressurection stone.
He caressed it to find that there was something written in ancient greek on it.
he decided not to disturb it anymore because for all you know that stone is a trap. Harry left it behind and went down the stairs.
He walked forward for a while untill he ended up in a room, at the end of which he saw a human like sihousette that shone blue, it was nothing but a silhouette.
It was pressing a button continuously, until a door besides it opened.
From it walked out someone that looked like voldemort, only red coloured.