Previously:
After reading the letter, Perseus almost crushed the letter. He took a deep breath and called out to the only one who still would and could help him out now; "Lady Hecate, I am in need of your service. One of your children is in danger and I cannot help him alone."
Now:
Looking back, Harry decided that he could have seen it coming. After all, every year something happened, every year there were people who didn't believe him. Although it was a surprise that even his own House didn't support him. In his second year they stood with him! They even made jokes about it. Especially Fred and George.
But alas, not everything can remain the same way as it used to be. All things have to change one way or another, for good or for bad. Most of the times, the change is something good, but ones in a while they are not. You can probably think of one of these changes, but we must go back to the story.
Harry looked out of window overlooking the Great Lake. He could see the ripples in the water from where the Giant Squid was swimming underwater and… Was that red?
It all didn't matter; in two days the First Task would take place and he still didn't have a clue on what to do. Well, except that weird tip form Moody, but seriously, what was that supposed to mean?
Harry sighed, bloody hell, if only Perseus could have been here. He has been a tower of strength since this summer. Harry didn't think that he would have survived this summer without him.
After what happened the summer before with Marge, the Dursley started hating him even more. More chores have been added to his list. It truly was a miracle if he was done with all of them before supper and that he could relax for a moment. Unfortunately, most of the time he wasn't. Uncle Vernon wasn't happy when he didn't finish his chores before dinner. Harry shuddered when thinking back at the punishment that Uncle Vernon gave him. Thank Merlin that the welts on his back were healed before school, he didn't know how he would have explained them to his friends or well, his ex-friends.
Every evening after supper, when he was done with his chores, he would go outside to the playing ground. And there, is where he met him. There is where he met his tower of strength. His Perseus.
Flashback
The screeching sound of the swing already called him toward the playing ground. The only place where he could be safe now. It was already the second week of the summer vacation and he was ready to go back to Hogwarts. Summer was always a hell to him. Dozens of chores to do and trying to stay alive with all the punishments from Uncle Vernon.
After he finally finished his chores for the day he felt drained. He didn't think that he could do this every day for the rest of the week.
Looking up he could see someone else in the playing ground. Distrust filled him, because who would be in a playing ground at this hour? Certainly not a normal person.
The person sat on a swing swinging. He was around 6 feet high, he had black hair and he looked Greek. Harry couldn't see his eyes.
"Who are you?" Harry called out.
The person looked up and Harry gasped. He had eyes that looked so much like the sea on a perfect summer day that Harry couldn't believe it.
The person stood up and walked slowly to Harry.
"Why does my name matter to you? You are the one that is coming to me and not the other way around. For all rights, I should be the one who is asking for your name, so? What is your name?"
"I was the one who asked you first."
"That is correct, but isn't it rude to ask for someone's name without telling yours first?"
"Fine, my name is Harry Potter. Now tell me. Who are you?"
"I am Perseus, Perseus Jackson"
End Flashback
Harry laughed, thinking back to that night. In Merlin's name, what had they been tense, but after sitting and talking together, a friendship had been formed. One that would break soon. After all, one of Perseus best trades was that he was loyal.