CHANGE CAN BE FOR THE BETTER

SUMMARY: The war may just have ended for Percy, but another threat looms namely a meeting to which the gods have summoned him. The gods want to help him and what better way than to disguise it as a quest? Percy has no choice but to accept it and head to the wizarding world…
Voldemort was finally dead. Harry could now go back to his normal life except nothing is normal anymore. The-boy-who-lived is quickly becoming The-boy-who-felt-guilty-all-the-time. Will he find his peace? Will they both help each other to accept that change can be for the better?

DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY IS PURELY MY IMAGINATION. ANYTHING YOU RECOGNIZE IS THE WORK OF J. AND RICK RIORDAN

CHAPTER: 1

A hot breeze was blowing. Percy savoured the taste of the strawberries he'd plucked from the strawberry field. No one would find him here. He sighed and stretched his legs, leaning against the trees. They gave nice shade and he closed his eyes.

When he opened them he found himself on the edge of the camp borders. He was fighting three hellhounds all at once. He stabbed one and whirled around Riptide continuing the motion. Without checking if he had killed it Percy ran towards the other group of monsters. He caught a flash of blonde hair fighting two monsters while defending a small boy.'Annabeth' his mind supplied to him. Percy surged forwards kicking the dracanae and decapacitated the hellhound. he took a dagger and aimed it at hellhound which was following him. It reached it's mark and the hellhound exploded in a shower of golden particles. In a single fluid motion he impaled the fallen dracanae with it's own spear. He turned around to check on Annabeth.

"Annabeth, are you alright?". The words died on his lips. There was no one in front of him. He took a step forward and called out her name again. It was eerily silent. Percy took off towards the camp and stopped dead on his feet at the sight of camp. It was completely destroyed. The Big house had collapsed and all the cabins were lying in ruins. There was not a demigod in sight. It looked like a tsunami had come. He must have done this. He let them down. Overwhelming emotions threatened to overtake him and he fell to his knees, tears streaming down his eyes. He felt someone shaking him and shrugged it off.

"PERSEUS JACKSON!"

His eyes snapped open and he was on his feet in a second, Riptide leveled at the person. That person turned out to be Annabeth standing in front of him looking impatient with her arms crossed. "Gods, Annabeth you scared me! What happpened?". He shook his head trying to clear his mind.

"Nothing happened except that Chiron was looking for you so I offered to drag your lazy behind to him. Are you alright? You look a little tensed", Annabeth said sounding concerned.

"It's nothing. I'm fine. Just a bad dream. I'll go find Chiron."

Annabeth hugged him. "You will be fine", she whispered. She knew how much those nightmares affected him. When the first time Percy dreamt that Annabeth was killed by the physical form of tartarus, while he himself could do nothing to save her, he'd raced to the Athena cabin and started pounding the door until it opened. He rushed past Malcolm standing at the door and embraced her relieved to see her quite unhurt. She didn't ask him anything just tightened her hold and muttered soothing words until he calmed down. The next night he found Annabeth at his door, eyes red and voice hoarse she had thrown herself at him and admitted she had a nightmare. They both helped each other cope during those sleepless nights. He loved her and anyone who hurt her would face the wrath of the Saviour of Olympus.

Percy nodded his head and turned to leave. "See you later, wisegirl"

Percy found Chiron in the porch in his centaur form. He looked deep in thought.

"You called for me?".

Chiron nodded absently still thinking. "The gods want you to come to Olympus. They expect you to be present in time for the special council."

Percy looked surprised. Maybe they were going to discuss how powerful Percy was and how to eliminate him as a possible threat. He was pretty sure he more gods would back him than the last time after he had saved the goddess Artemis. But then again he had probably pissed off even more number of gods.

Chiron chuckled as if he knew what Percy was thinking."They are going to do no such thing, my boy. It seems , they have summoned all the children of the Big three. Yes, that means Thalia, Jason and Nico will be present." Percy's face considerably brightened. Ever since the war ended Percy had thrown himself into work. Be it be rebuilding the camp or helping Jason with his Pontifex Maximus duties and creating action figures for gods ( namely Kympoleia, the goddess of violent seastorms) Percy refused to think about the war. Everything he saw reminded him of the people he had lost. Perhaps, the gods plan might help him.

Percy smiled,"I'll go there, Chiron. By the way did you know that the Apollo cabin have cursed the Ares cabin with rhyming words? It's pretty funny to hear Clarisse rhyming."

"For the love of ... I'd better go and take care of it. Don't forget about the meeting."

He watched Chiron hurrying towards the cabin and sighed. He had a long day ahead. He walked back to his cabin narrowly missing a shoe aimed at Austin, the son of Apollo. He ducked once more before reaching his cabin and shut the door. The water in the fountain kept the room cool and Percy flopped onto his bed face first without bothering to undress. He would probably be up in a few hours when his nightmares started. Well then better get some sleep while he still can.

While in another world, another country, another black haired, green eyed boy lied on his bed dreading the same thing, little to on sleep due to nightmares.

What do the gods want with Percy? and what about Harry? Read the next chapter to find out.