Author's Note
Hello! Attention: I'll be renaming the title Thorns to Roots. Instead, the second story after this will be named Thorns.
Since I did a few changes to the story, I have also revised the old chapters and also the errors.
P.S. I'm sorry if I've been away awhile and thank you for the people who reviewed and favorite it!
Warning: This isn't beta-ed and I don't own Harry Potter and Percy Jackson.
Fanfiction: Roots
Main Characters: Harry Potter and Persephone
Synopsis: After waking up from a coma, Harry learned that he had lost his magic and to make things worse, he is sent back to the Dursley's. Other strange things are happening too and he's suspecting that it is the fault of his old caretaker, Cora Darkbloom. The only problem is she's missing and he needs to face their past to find her.
Old Synopsis: What if Harry Potter's lighting scar was more than what we just thought it was. Not only a scar and not a horcrux but a protection from his grandfather, pleaded by his goddess of a mother. But on the night of the final task, it was destroyed by Voldemort. He soon found out that he's a demigod, the first born son of Persephone to be in fact.
The room was trashed from left to right, bottles of milk spilled down and forgotten papers were laid around the floor. There stood a red-headed woman in front of the cradle protectively facing towards the door.
Tears dropped to her cheeks as she heard the last cries of her husband. Any second, the killer of him would barge through that door and will kill her too.
A bald and pale man charged inside the room, blasting the door to pieces. He wore a dark cloak that elevated the paleness of his skin and made his crimson eyes blazed in the dark. He pointed his wand towards the woman and demanded. "Bring me the boy!"
"Father, please protect him." the woman pleaded as she looks up in the sky, a flash of lightning appeared and a boom of thunder followed. The windows of the room slammed open, almost as if it was caused by the lightning itself.
Her lips almost drew a smile but it quickly disappeared after moving her attention to the pale man. He didn't seem bothered by the theatrics nor did he even notice it at all. She watched him released a mad laugh.
"Your muggle father isn't here to protect you anymore." The man gleamed darkly, giving her a vicious smile. His face was scattered with scales and had a snake-like nose. He looked greedily around the room, his eyes going to different directions until it stopped at something behind her.
"You have no idea who you're messing with, wizard." She menaced with a hiss, towering towards the man, blocking his sight of the cradle—of her baby.
He frowned at her response and shouted. "Move aside, mudblood!"
"No!" She refused. A gush of wind blew her mane of hair from the window but she didn't quiver at all, her glare still fixated to the man.
The man scowled at her stubbornness, shaking his head at her. He pointed his wand at her direction and commanded. "Avada Kedvara!"
A green light shot out of the wand and towards to the woman, her eyes reflected the light until it vanishes. She dropped lifelessly to the ground along with books beside her. Strikes of lightning could be seen outside of the room, series of thunder roared as a large wind entered from the window.
The man turned his attention to baby's cry.
"The bane of my existence," He sneered, going closer to the cradle. The baby stopped from crying at the sight of him. The man glared at him in response, noticing similar characteristics from his dead parents. A cruel smile appeared in his pale face. After all the trials he had faced, he's almost one more step to complete immortality.
The cloaked man looked around for the baby's name and found it sewed across a blue blanket.
Harry James Potter.
He smirked at the baby and stepped back, pointing his wand to destroy his equal. He shouted again,
"Avada Kedvara!"
The green light flew towards the baby from the wand. The sky crumbled with thunder before a lightning strike through the roof and shielded the spell before it hits the baby.
A flash of brightness blinded around the room with a loud explosion, everything inside erupted and blasted away from the man and the baby. The cloaked man immediately screamed as his body began to crumble into ashes while the woman's body glowed brightly—unaffected by the explosion, it returned back to normal.
Darkness surrounded the room after and a newly made scar was impended in the baby's forehead.
A lightning scar.
In a vast mountainside, the same woman from the nursery sobbed to her knees, she was surrounded by withered flowers and darkening grass, beside her was an older woman with golden hair like wheat. The older woman wrapped her arms around the red-headed woman while she murmurs to her softly.
A wind gusted nearby them when a man in a pin-striped suit suddenly appears; the man was around age of 40 or so and has a long hair that resembled the palette of a cloudy storm. Approaching the woman, he frowned with his face all scrunched up.
"You are never allowed to see him again, Persephone." He said to the younger woman. She looked up with a pool of emotions in her face and her mouth opened to respond but no sound emitted from her lips, only exhaling a large breath.
"It's for his own good." The golden haired lady added, rubbing the younger woman's shoulder.
"You too?" 'Persephone' said with a venomous tone, making the elder woman flinched. "Mother, I thought you of all people will understand—,"
"Enough with the nonsense!" The man in the suit ordered, causing a loud thunder from the sky and silencing both of them.
"You have almost caused a war with what you have done!" the man continued his rant. "This punishment of yours was supposed to help you learn not to meddle with these types of things."
He continued, "Yet, you pulled another stunt."
"He is not a stunt, he's my son!" Persephone talked back to him. The lady beside her wraps her arm over her shoulder, dismissing her to stop but Persephone stood up and faced the man.
"He owes me a life debt, Persephone." The man pointed to her, "Either he peacefully lives not knowing what he truly is or he will live knowing it and spend his life bound to me,"
Persephone growled. "You wouldn't dare,"
"You know what I am capable," He threatened, thunder rolled in the sky.
Persephone shrugged off her mother's attempts and stood up, turning her back towards them.
Nothing besides the rumbling storm could be heard as a pregnant silence passed between them.
"No one will ever know about this, am I clear?" He concluded, after waiting for any objection, he nodded to the golden-haired woman and disappeared with a whip of the wind.
"I will see him, mother." Persephone whispered harshly, "I will see Harry."
Six years have passed by since the incident in the nursery room. In a small garden filled with varieties of flowers bloomed around beside a normal looking house. A thin boy sat in the grass, staring at the plants. The flowers grew closer to him as if they were beaming at his attention.
"What beautiful flowers you have," a tender voice complimented from behind him.
The boy jumped by the voice, startled by the voice and look around to find where the voice came from till he saw a radiant looking lady standing close to the fences of the garden. She had black flowing hair that reached to her shoulders. She wore a flowery dress that coincidentally matches the flowers around him.
"Uhh—thank you," He said, dropping his head and trying to avoid looking at the woman. Unknowingly, a warm smile formed in the lady's face.
She continued the conversation. "What's your name, sweetheart?"
"I'm Harry." the boy answered nervously. Fidgeting his fingers, he remembered what his teacher had told him…To not talk to stranger. Harry ignored the advice and stared at the lady, she seems friendly enough and he wanted a friend.
"That's a beautiful name," She smiled. "I'm Cora Darkbloom."
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Edit: 2/16/2017 - Spelling errors and some paraphrase some sentences(Lighting to Lightning). Credits to ShadeofDeath746!