Thanks so much to everyone who has enjoyed this story! I know that the last chapter was controversial so I'm going to explain the reasons for it in this chapter. This instantly became really popular, probably the most popular of all my stories and it is the one I am most proud of so I am really excited!
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Hermione couldn't believe what she had just seen, or just heard for that matter. Gods and demigods were real? Of coarse she'd read about them, when she was younger she had been fascinated by Greek mythology. Her favorite goddess had always been Athena, and when she was younger she'd prayed that she was Athena's daughter. She'd believed in their world until she turned eleven and received her letter from Hogwarts. In her mind the only magic and mortals could exist in a world together. But here she was, being proved wrong by the very daughter of her favorite goddess. Hermione did not like that. She also did not like the idea of having to stay after the feast and talk with the demigods.
The end of the feast came all too soon and students had begun to make their way out of the Great Hall while the first years were rounded up by the Prefects. Hermione had sighed as the last group of students made their way. When the doors swung closed behind them she'd exchanged glances with Harry and Ron before turning her attention to Dumbledore.
"Don't just sit there! Make an introduction!" Dumbledore boomed.
Harry was the first to speak. "Welcome, I'm Harry Potter." He said extending a hand for them to shake.
"Hermione Granger." She said trying to smile politely, she was pretty sure she failed though.
"Ron Weasley." Ron said through his last mouthful of food.
Leave it to Ron to be disgusting.
"I guess you all already know who we are." Percy shrugged though his eyes kept dancing around the room, never focusing on anything.
"Quite the introduction." Hermione glared at the blond girl.
"A bit of overkill if you ask me." The girl she recalled being named Thalia stated.
"Usually the gods don't accompany their children on quests like that." The blond girl began. "It was highly unusual. If anything only one god would come, not almost all of the Olympian Gods."
"I have a question!" Ron exclaimed.
Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Why did you guys show off all your powers?"
"We didn't show them all off." The death god's son glared at him. "Just enough so that bastard would start to worry just a little bit. At least, that's what we hope his reaction will be."
"Worry?" Harry asked confused.
"Demigods have quite unique powers that wizards can only wish to possess. Never in the history of wizards have we come close to specializing in their type of magic. But they also cannot specialize in our magic unless they are children of Hecate. We can only hope Voldemort realizes with them on our side we are almost unstoppable." Dumbledore interjected.
"Look," Percy began. "I know you guys might not like us. We don't expect you to. We're here to help and that's exactly what we plan to do. We won't get in your way and won't meddle in your prophecy. Hades just has one request, other than letting us help drag Voldemort into the underworld so he can be tortured for eternity."
"What is it?" Hermione asked suspiciously.
"He asks that you let his two children accompany you on your quest. Your hunting part of this man's soul, right?" Percy continued.
"Yes." Harry answered uneasily.
"Well, being the kids of the god of the underworld they kind of specialize in the category of death, if you understand what I'm getting at." He finished.
They nodded.
"With them you might be able to hunt the horcruxes down easier. I'll leave what they want you to know about how they can help you to them, but just know you're going to need them. All of us too, eventually." Annabeth stated.
"I don't know when we plan to leave." Harry began. "But I'm guessing it will be soon."
"It's probably time that the demigods be headed off to where they will be staying." Dumbledore interrupted. "Goodnight Harry, Hermione, Ron."
There were a round of goodnights before the three students left the Great Hall and began to head towards the Gryffindor Common Room.
"This way demigods!" Dumbledore exclaimed hurrying out of the room.
The demigods shuffled after him until they found themselves before a door with a portrait of Zeus. Dumbledore told them the password was κεραυνό before striding away.
"Great, now every time I come in here I got to look at him." Percy groaned.
"Hey! That's my dad!" Jason exclaimed pretending to be offended.
"No shit Sherlock!" Nico snapped, who like Percy, was very unhappy with the situation.
Piper and Thalia laughed at Jason's shocked expression.
The portrait led them to a lounging area. It had several armchairs and couches along with a huge fireplace that had a bookshelf, stocked with books written in ancient Greek, on one side, and a statue of the Big Three on the other. The room had a circular shape so that the part of the wall that wasn't covered by the bookshelf, fireplace, or hidden behind the statue had six doors each marked with a name of a god or goddess. The doors were also decorated to match each god.
Nico threw open the door marked Hades, that was covered with skull and cross bones. He surveyed the tiny room. It was painted dark colors and the blinds were drawn shut so that no light came in through the window. There were two bedside tables with small lamps, two dressers on either side of a closet and a small desk in the corner of the room.
"Welcome home." Nico muttered darkly.
"I kind of like it." Hazel said bouncing up behind him. "It's sort of cozy."
"Anything to do with Hades in anything but cozy." Was Nico's response.
Hazel just smiled before shutting the door in his face playfully.
Percy surveyed the room. The walls resembled the waves crashing upon the shore and the way the light from the window reflected on them reminded him of the surface of the ocean from an underneath point of view. There was a single bed in the middle of the room with a beside table that held a lamp. When he flicked it on it looked like fish were swimming in the light bulb. Along one of the walls was a small dresser and desk that sat on either side of the closet. He drew in a sharp breath as he turned to the other wall that held the door, it was a large fish tank. Nurse sharks, schools of brightly colored fish, seahorses and even dolphins of tinnier breeds swam around in it. Percy couldn't help but be impressed.
Annabeth's room was as extravagant as the other twos. Each wall had a different structure of Greek architecture on it. Like the other's she had a single bed, a beside table, a dresser, a desk and a closet. What made her room unlike the rest was the wall size book shelf that had numerous books on the wizarding world copied into ancient Greek and the battle maps that were carelessly laid upon the desk. Also, sitting by her window there was a small owl who hooted happily as she entered the room. It flew over and perched on her shoulder, nipping her ear affectionately.
"Thanks Mom." She whispered stroking the owl's feathers.
Piper, unlike the others, was completely appalled by her room. Everything was pink. Everything. The walls, the bedspread, the lamp, all of it. Different shades of pink that contrasted nicely but no matter how nice they went together they still disgusted Piper. Her room held the same furniture as the other rooms did but upon her dresser was a makeup kit and hanging above it was a mirror that messages from the gods could be scrawled across.
Don't forget to put on your makeup after the spell wears off!
No. . Was the only thought that ran threw her mind. Sometimes she absolutely hated her mother. She tried shattering the mirror with her dagger, but it only reformed with the message still happily scrawled across it.
"It's not that bad, Pipes." Jason said from the doorway.
"I hate it." She said, not looking at him because she didn't want to see the smirk on his face that she knew he was wearing.
Thalia was not amused by the other rooms and she was slightly worried to open the door that had her father's name. So she stood there, glowering at it and pondering about what was behind it.
"Wow, sis. If looks could kill that door certainly would be as dead as its nails."
" .Jason." Thalia snorted still glowering at the doors.
"I try." Jason smirked before throwing the door open.
Thalia was actually awestruck but what she saw. The walls seemed to hold a storm themselves, like Percy's room they were charmed, lightning struck down from where they met the ceiling and thunder rolled occasionally. The air in the room had an electric buzz and the window was charmed so it always looked as if a storm was raging outside. The lamps were shaped like lightning bolts and all of the furniture looked like the sky before a tornado touched down.
"Still want to rip the door to shreds?" Jason asked humorously.
"Wow." Was all Thalia could muster in reply.
Leo loved his room. It smelled like a car repair shop, which was perfectly fine in his opinion. Everything in there was built out of tools or parts that fit together beautifully, again in his opinion. The walls changed to show different scenes of things being repaired and the images never repeated themselves. The bed was strangely comfortable for the material it was made out of and Leo couldn't help but love the sheets and the comforter that resembled a bunch of gears fit together though they were surprisingly warm and soft.
After everyone was done looking through all the rooms some of them returned to the lounging area while others choose to stay in their rooms. Annabeth found a book that she liked and settled down in one of the soft armchairs to read. Piper was busing trying to find a way to destroy the mirror from her room, meanwhile Leo was making something out of some of the odds and ends parts he'd found around his room. Percy had retired to his room to study the fish tank as well as Nico and Hazel who were busy with some horcrux business. Thalia was already asleep and Jason had received an Iris Message from Legion Camp he had claimed he had to take.
Time passed slowly and they began to feel driven mad by the proximity of the room due to ADHD. Something the wizards had forgotten about when they were creating it.
