Alexander stood stock still, the hand holding the lightning bolt at the ready in case, as he looked on at the large centaur standing up the path from him, Hermione and Nye. Not dropping either bolt or wand, the wizard asked strongly, "What are your intentions?"

"To speak to the two demigods of Hogwarts; Alexander and Hermione," the centaur answered, his bare chest heaving lightly as though he had run most of the way to them, "I mean you and your foal no harm."

"Why do you wish to speak to us?" Hermione enquired from her spot.

Bending over to be at their head height, a knowing smile on his face, the man/horse responded, "To tell you both who you are, I know who your parents are. My name is Firenze."

That shocked the tweens, so much that they were willing to believe him for now, "Where can we talk?"

"My home is not far, I have already sent word to Hagrid that you are safe with me," Firenze turned and led them to his home, going slow for Nye.

The walk wasn't that long and when they breached the forest the group was standing in a large clearing, one that had been made by hand not nature. In the center was a grouping of tree stumps around an unlit fire, and off to one side was a covered area with moss that was obviously where Firenze slept. The centaur sat by the stumps and motioned for the others to join him, Lex and Hermione sitting either side of Nye.

"You know about us?" The witch spoke first.

"Yes, I know all about your lives, the stars tell much when you know what to look for"

"And what have you learnt?"

"Many millennia ago, back when Olympus was still atop Mt Olympus and all people knew about the gods and goddesses, two brothers from the Big Three impregnated two women. Zeus lay with Asteria, the daughter of Ares; his brother Poseidon lay with Cassia, who was the daughter of the Roman goddess Minerva with a Greek mortal. The two women were allowed into Olympus to give birth, a first, and then left as they wanted nothing to do with their children. A boy was born to Zeus, who he named Alexander Olympius, while Poseidon received a daughter, Hermione Hippia, and they loved them dearly. When Hera heard of their births, she was going to do as she had with most of her husband's children not borne by her, kill them. That was until she looked upon them and her heart warmed, taking Alexander into her arms and declaring them safe from death.

"All of the Olympians celebrated, loving the children for all 5 months they were with them. Then one day Apollo gave a prophecy involving the two infants, stating that they would be needed at another time in the far future, and it tore at the hearts of Olympus, but they knew that there was no other option. So Zeus and Poseidon delivered their children to the Lotus-Eaters, who could prevent them from aging until removed from their possession. And time moved forward, though Zeus and Poseidon did not allow themselves to become involved with their other children until very recently.

"Then, at the end of 1990, just a week before they were finally going to be able to take back their children, they were kidnapped from the hotel that the Lotus-Eaters ran. That affected the world; no one was safe from the storms and earthquakes that rained upon the earth for a long time. Every god and goddess was brought in to look for you both but the tracks of the kidnapper were hidden and they also hid your own. The identity of the kidnapper was never found and not even the stars can tell me who it was."

When Firenze finished his story, Lex and Mia were in shock, they were the kids of Zeus and Poseidon; it was unbelievable. Though as they thought about it, it made a lot of sense, especially considering their powers with lightning and air, and water respectively. Mia cleared her throat a few times before asking, "Do, do they know where we are now?"

"No, you have a ward over you that prevents the gods from finding you and only they could remove it," the centaur answered, "There is a place that could help though."

"What place? Where is it?" The pair were eager to meet their fathers.

"It is a training camp for demigods, it's called Camp Half-Blood, and it is over in New York. I have a friend who is a trainer there, if you would like I will get in touch with him…" Firenze didn't have a chance to ask.

"Please!"

Chuckling lightly, the man continued, "Very well but it could take a long time, it is hard to get word to him and the camp is hidden to all unless you are escorted there."

"That's fine Firenze, we have waited this long, a while longer won't kill us," Lex told the centaur.

Firenze nodded and his eyes fell onto Nye, "You have adopted a very special creature, one created only once a millennia."

"Nye? What is he?" Mia asked as she lovingly caressed the sleeping foal.

"He is a Golden Pegasus, different from his relative the regular Pegasus. As he grows, he will retain his colouring, his horn will grow to that of a Unicorn, and will be able to speak to those he connects to in perfect English. Those wings will give him the strength and stamina to carry you both anywhere in this world and beyond the mortal world," the centaur explained, "His mother was bred with by the original Pegasus, the only time he descends from the air is to breed. The little one is only a few days old, the poor thing. The monster that killed his mother, it is the same one who ordered your kidnappings."

"Voldemort," the demigods snarled, their eyes firing up.

"The monster is the one who Apollo prophesised you would be needed to destroy and he resides in the castle. You must both be careful."

They nodded, they would be very watchful of who it could be. Hermione's eyes dropped to the newborn foal and sighed, "How can I care for Nye in the castle? We live in a dormitory and he will grow too large for even Severus' quarters in a couple months."

The trio went deep in thought for an answer, the tweens closing their eyes while Firenze looked to the cloudy sky above in search of the answer. They sat there like that for a while until the centaur cleared his throat to gain the pairs' attention, "There is room in the castle where Nye would be safe. It is called the Room of Requirement."

"What makes it so special?"

"It can become anything you need, including a large paddock for Nye. To find it you must walk in the corridor in front of the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy trying to teach trolls ballet 3 times, thinking to yourself clearly the need you have. Such as you need a home for Nye that only yourselves and anyone else you trust can find and enter; so think that continually as you walk past the tapestry and a door will appear. Once you leave the door will disappear, and while you're inside it will also, and to re-enter you just need to think the same thing."

That brought large grins to the demigods' faces, "Thank you so much Firenze. We should be getting back but can we visit you again?"

"Come whenever you wish, my only visitor is Hagrid and it can get lonely," the centaur rose and pointed them to the path to exit the forest.

Once they had left the forest, Lex placed his Invisibility Cloak, which he carried everywhere, over the foal, "Try and stay quiet Nye, it's for your safety."

Their trip to the castle was simple, but Lex ended up carrying the foal after the stairs became too much for him, not that it was a problem as most people were still in class. On the seventh floor, just down from where the Fat Lady's portrait was, they found the tapestry, and Hermione did the honours of creating the room. It worked just like Firenze said it would and when they entered they found a large paddock with a lake, lots of grass, and a pile of moss for Nye to sleep on.

The foal raced in and rolled on the grass, and ran everywhere, tripping every so often, "This is so cool. Mia, come play in the grass with me."

Hermione dragged her friend along with her, and they spent the rest of the day playing with Nye, who was so tired he didn't even mind that his friends/parents were leaving. They raced down to the kitchens and grabbed a bucket of goats' milk from the house elves, who had said that was the best for the Pegasus and swore not to tell unless directly ordered to. Putting that in by the moss pile, the tweens made with way to Severus' office to wait out the remainder of his class.

Watching the seventh years making potions that they had assisted the professor with before was fascinating, as was noticing their mistakes. Finally it was over, and they had explained everything that had happened to the man whilst assisting him in the clean-up. He was as stunned as they were at who their fathers were, was very proud of their taking on the care of an orphan but was mad at them for risking their lives by attacking the Dark Lord. A Calming Draught helped and he made them swear not to do anything towards finding out who the man helping Voldemort was, he was already handling that.

After everything they had done that day, it was no wonder that the friends decided to forego dinner in lieu of a warm bed, and both were asleep before their heads hits their pillows, still fully clothed.