Well here's chapter 11, and it's the longest chapter I've ever written, so appreciate it. Today Chiron will do our disclaimer:

Chiron: Zo dear, don't you believe you should do it?

Me: Why the bloody heck would I do that?

Chiron: Because it's your story.

Me: Chiron just do the disclaimer before stick a tin foil hat on your head and call you Foaly (Go Artemis Fowl!)

Chiron: Fine. ZoSilver does not own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson.

Foaly: I find it very insulting that you used my description as a threat.

Me: Shut up Foaly, and go back to your lab.

Chapter Eleven

Hermione Granger

There certainly was something strange about Harry's brother. That image in the mist was so strange, yet he acted like it was perfectly normal. And all that talk about "Kronos" whoever that was. I had to find out what made Percy so different. I just had to.

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Later that day I sat in the library, slamming yet another book closed. "Where is it?!" I asked, half to myself, as I shoved the book back on the shelf. Scanning the shelves, I looked for something that could even be of partial use. Potions? No, Transfiguration? No, History of Evil Wizards? Definitely no. Then a title on one of the books caught my eye. It was called "Myths of Ancient Greece and Rome" and it had a gold lightning bolt embossed on it. I quickly brought the book to my table, and scanned it's pages until I found it. Kronos, the titan of time, father of Hades, Hestia, Zeus, Poseidon, Hera, and Demeter.

I quickly paged through the book for any more mention of him until I found another passage. Kronus is best known for eating his children because he had heard a prophecy that he would be overthrown by one of them. When Zeus was born, his mother(Rhea) hid him and gave Kronos a rock to eat instead. Zeus fed Kronos a mixture of wine and mustard forcing him to disgorge his brothers and sisters. He was then defeated, which ended the golden age and began the age of the gods.

So know I knew who Kronos was. But what did a figure from ancient greek mythology have to do with Percy. I banged the book onto the table and I heard someone jump behind me. I whirled around and saw Ashville behind me.

"Hi Ash," I said trying to force a smile, "What's up?"

"Not much," She replied, "Other than just about jumping out of my skin when you slammed that book down."

"Sorry," I said, "I was just getting frustrated."

"What are you reading?" She asked and walked over. "Greek mythology?"

"Yeah." I said, "It's a bit of a research project."

"Oh." Ashville seemed to get nervous all of a sudden. "That's cool. Well I'll see you in the dorm."

Ashville hurried off, and I stared after her, puzzled. After she saw what I was reading she got really notice. Then I noticed a book laying on the floor. It was bound with string and cloth and looked as if it was a rough draft of something, Since hadn't been there before, Ashville must have dropped it. I picked it up, ready to call out to her when I noticed the title. "The Lightning Thief" was embossed on the cover, and underneath that there was a short message.

The following is a transcribed copy of a narrative recorded by the hero that retrieved Zeus's master bolt. This book is meant for Chiron, and the war council of Camp Half Blood. Any other who possesses this is subject to the wrath of Athena.

-Rick Riordan, Senior Scribe of Camp Half Blood

Hadn't Harry said that Percy was mumbling about a lightning bolt in his sleep? I stuffed the book in my bag and headed to my dorm for some late night reading.

Ashville Metris

I hurried out of the library, ducking into the hall. That was close. As I rushed back to my dorm, I wondered why Hermione was reading about Greek mythology. Had I let something slip? Or was it Percy? Who knew, she might have even talked to the Hippogriff. Whatever pushed her to learn about the Greeks couldn't be good. If she found out I was a demigod…Hades knew what Zeus would do to me. I was the only child of the big three that had been born after the pact. I was 10 when I found out about the oath and remembered asking my father during one of his rare visits if I wasn't supposed to be born. That's when he told me how I almost died. And why I was still in the land of the living. And most importantly what Zeus would do when I was kicked out and no longer masked by magic. But none of that mattered right now. I had to concentrate on keeping my secret. Falling back on my bed, I rummaged around in my bag for my copy of the lightning thief. Our senior scribe at camp had given it to me for proofreading as something to do while I was at school. I searched my bag, freezing when I couldn't find it. Oh no. I tried to breath and not lose control. Okay, I must have dropped it in the library. It's still the rough draft and nobody's names are in it yet. I would just sneak it out of Hermione's things after she fell asleep.

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Trust Hermione to have her things charmed against late night pick pocketing. Now how was I going to get my bloody book back? Apparently I was going to need some help. And of course it had to be from the one person who was least likely to give it.

Harry Potter

When I saw Professor Snape hanging from the astronomy tower, I couldn't help smiling. Nice one Mom. I hadn't seen her since, which was a little irritation since I wanted to talk to her. I was wandering around Hogwarts when I heard someone talking quietly. The voice was coming from the fountain, so I sneaked over trying to figure out who it was. Shocked, I suddenly realized it was my Mom and Percy.

"Mom, we have to tell him about me!"

"Percy he's a wizard not a demigod."

"He's part demigod."

"I know, but wizardry is much more dominant in his blood. There's no reason to concern him with worlds he doesn't need to know about."

"But what if he's the one and the Prophecy and not me?"

"Harry is part of a different prophecy, I highly doubt he's the subject of two."

"Well what about Dad? Shouldn't we tell him about Harry?"

"I haven't been able to contact him. My iris messages won't go through."

"What about Zeus and Hades? Don't they know about him?"

"Of course they know. They knew as soon as Poseidon admitted you were his son."

"So why—?"

"They though he was dead, like Poseidon and I did."

"But wouldn't Hades have known he was alive? He is the god of the dead."

"I've been thinking the same thing. But I can't exactly go down to the underworld to ask him."

"Well I can."

"You're trying to act like a wizard Percy. Storming down to the land of the dead isn't exactly quiditch."

"But Hades could have lied!"

"Yes he could have. But you must be patient. We have to at least tell dad about Harry."

"Go ahead and IM him. Hopefully your message will get through." I heard someone stand up, and I dashed away before I could be seen. What had I just heard?

Percy Jackson

The mist from the fountain was perfect for a rainbow. When I threw my coin in, the image was perfectly clear. My Dad looked worn and a bit stressed, making me wonder if this was the best time for a chat.

I was about to swipe my hand through the mist, when he saw me. "Percy!"

"Hi Dad." My father looked extremely pleased to see me, which I guessed was a good thing. "What's up?"

"Please don't ask, Perseus."

"Uh, okay." I shuffled nervously, "Um, Dad? Did you know I have a twin brother?"

Poseidon's head shot up. "Harry? Percy, how do you know about him?"

"Well, we're kind of going to school together."

"Impossible, Harry's been dead for years!"

"No Dad, he hasn't. He's at Hogwarts. It's a school for wizards—"

"I know Percy, I've been there."

"What do you mean?"

"Most people there know me as James Potter, Percy. They believe that I was a wizard, you know that."

"Oh." I was a bit taken aback. "Dad?"

"Yes?" He seemed preoccupied, as if something extremely important had come up.

"You're a god, shouldn't you have been able to sense if Harry was dead or not?"

"My domain is the sea, Percy, not the dead. I consulted Hades, but he insisted that your brother was dead."

"But he was lying!"

"I know that now. And now I need to know why. But I can't go to his domain to find out. I'll have to wait until the winter solstice, so I can talk to him."

"You mean you'll fight him?"

"Probably."

"Dad, let me go to the underworld. I've done it before. I can go and force Hades to tell us why he lied about Harry!"

"No Perseus, I will not have you go there again. You need to stay at Hogwarts and learn to use your skills as a wizard."

"Dad, it doesn't come easily. You know I'm more Demigod than wizard."

"You still have your mothers' blood. The magic will come."

"Okay." I sighed. "Hey Dad?"

"Yes?"

"Should I tell Harry about Demigods and all? I mean he has your blood too."

"Not yet." Poseidon cautioned, "You must wait until he must absolutely know."

"When is that?"

"You'll know, I'll promise you that."

"But—" My father cut me off by swiping his hand through the mist. I picked up my bag of books and headed for my dorm, wishing he'd been more specific about when the right 'time' was.

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Later that night when I was lying in bed, still awake, an iris message shimmered to existence above my head. As I threw my drachma in, I glanced around to make sure no one had woken up from the noise.

When Grover appeared, I expected him to look pleased with the news of success, but his face was grim.

"Hi Perce." He said, miserably.

"Grover what happened?" I asked.

"We rescued the half-bloods."

"So? That's a good thing, right?"

"Well yes, it is. But when we went to retrieve them, Thalia distracted the monster stationed at the school, so we could get them out. We were losing against it, when the Hunters came and shot it. But—"

"Wait Grover, who are the Hunters?"

"They're Artemis's handmaidens. It's kind of like an eternal girl scout troop with weapons. But that's not important, when they shot it Annabeth was on the Manticore's back when it jumped over the cliff and then she disappeared!"

"Annabeth was captured?!" I exclaimed. "Do you know where she is?"

"No, but Chiron wants you at camp, pronto, so we can discuss a quest.

"I'll be there as soon as I can." I disconnected the call and nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw Harry standing at the foot of my bed.

"So why don't you tell me who you really are?" He asked

So what's going to happen now? Will Percy tell Harry about his world? And will Harry believe him? Only time will tell. Now, pressing on to further matters I have a favor to ask of you. I need an OC for my story. So I am having auditions so you can have a chance to have your own original character in my story. You'll need to fill out the items listed below in a REVIEW and have it to me by this Friday so I can put your character in. Keep in mind that this OC will be both a wizard and Demigod like Percy, Harry, and Ashville. Here's an example:

NAME: Ashville Metris
AGE: 13
APPERANCE: Long spiky black hair, Blue-green eyes, pale skin, 5'6
WAND: Ebony, hair from a Hellhound, 13 inches, with stygian iron coated handle.

WEAPON(S): Ebony bow and arrows, with tips made of stygian iron and two hunting knives
PARENT: Hades and Amy Metris
HOUSE: Gryffindor
TALENTS: archery, divination, and writing

Hope you liked that chapter and have some great ideas for some OCs! J